Hoffa was afraid of ink. He put on his gloves, grabbed Chloe's arm and ran.

He runs very fast, even can catch up with the car, but the situation is completely opposite to the last time when he chased the car. The last time he faced a black wizard, but this time he was a remnant blood beast hunted by dogs.

Groups of black robed witches appear in the street,

"he can't run!" A man yelled, "ankel, let's go!"

"Good!"

Two witches gallop out of the darkness on a Vernon, speeding up and heading towards Hoffa. In the squeak, the two witches pull out their wands together.

They swung their magic wands and pulled out a series of crisscross power grids. The power grids swept to him, and they even planned to catch them all.

Looking at the horizontal pocket to his power grid, frantic Hoffa crushed the ground, abruptly stopped, and dragged Chloe to another direction.

At the same time, there was a sharp barking sound in the dark. A two headed dog, the size of a lion, rushed out from the dark. They were covered with black smoke, their eyes were red, their mouth was dripping with saliva, and they rushed up with a stench.

The two turned left and right and rushed into a small alley. The exit of the left and right alleys was full of vicious dogs. The ferocious creatures even rolled to the ground one by one and collided with each other due to their fast running and poor braking. They looked extremely ferocious.

Before the wizard could catch up, the dog bit the stone wall.

Hoffa took off his gloves and handed them to Chloe.

"Come on, put it on and take me back."

Chloe looked around anxiously: "don't be here, it can't be here."

"Why can't we do it quickly?"

Chloe stamped his foot, "no, time doesn't change the space. Where we leave, we will still appear in the original position when we appear. If they are here waiting for us..."

"so, I know."

Looking at the triple iron gate which was nearly torn by the dog, he bent down.

"You come on my back."

"What?"

"There's no time to explain. Hurry up."

Chloe circled Hoffa's neck and jumped on his back.

Boom, boom!!

The triple iron gate was torn to pieces by two headed dogs, and they roared into the alley.

Hoffa, with Chloe on his back, jumps high, kicks off a bitten dog's head, steps on the dog's nose in the rotating saliva and jumps up the building. At this moment, his eyes are completely covered with gold.

The sky is full of swirling dark clouds, and the air is full of the dry heat before the rainstorm.

A golden grain grew from the back of his hand and gradually covered his whole body. His arms grew countless slender feather edges, which were colorful and gorgeous.

At the same time, there were two huge white bones sticking out of his back, and the white bones were immediately wrapped up with muscles and feathers.

Looking at the tassel like feather at hand, Chloe holding Hoffa's neck was shocked. She had never seen such a gorgeous and exaggerated metamorphosis.

"I can't hold on for long, you've got it!"

Hoffa finally turned his head and spoke.

Chloe nodded hard.

Thunderbird completely completed the deformation, it pushed the ground, skyrocketing.

On the ground, the dogs looked at the moon, making a crazy and harsh whimper.

Colonel Gestapo and the German black wizard who came to chase the shop all came, and the ground was in a mess full of black Mercedes Benz cars. One of the cars as like as two peas in the black, Muller, Mans, looked at the sky. The

was "

". Sezhen is a beautiful and terrible creature. Seize it! "

In the distance, countless huge black bats roared, smashed the glass of countless buildings, and quickly dived to the ground. The witches quickly jumped on the back of giant bats. Caught the mane behind their neck.

The giant black bat flapped its damaged and transparent black meat wings and flew high into the sky. Its speed was not slower than that of Thunderbird. More than a hundred times the number of Thunderbirds.

They are surrounded from all directions, and the black wizard riding on the bat bows his back and shakes his wand constantly.

For a moment, all kinds of charms in the sky were shining. They shine brightly under the dark blue night, like a splendid and dangerous fireworks festival.

Thunderbird constantly changing direction, the huge body as sensitive as Yan falcon.

Chloe lay on the Thunderbird's back and screamed, "can you get smaller? We're living targets!"

"Hiss!"

The Thunderbird gave a long song.

Fly straight up into the sky and disappear into the clouds.

The bats behind them, like vultures smelling rotten, gave out loud calls and chased them.Through the clouds, like a blue whale leaping out of the sea.

In the huge full moon, Thunderbird 360 degrees in the air to draw a beautiful arc, in the role of the ghost walk, disappear, fly backward and walk, and countless riding bats wizard pass by.

Chloe turned his head and saw the countless black bats rushing into the dark clouds, going in the opposite direction. Knowing that they had been cheated by Hoffa, he was relieved.

In just ten seconds, they flew dozens of kilometers.

After leaving the hiding of the ghost walk, a tall tower zoomed in in their eyes.

It is the Eiffel Tower in Paris, built in 1889, one of the tallest buildings in the world, with a height of more than 300 meters.

As he didn't dare to consume more magic power, he didn't fly to the range of the tower, so Hoffa got rid of his deformation.

So, in Chloe's scream, they fell like meteors on the viewing platform of the tower.

Click!

After two rounds of rolling, hoffakan lay on the edge of the 300 meter tower and took a breath of cold air. He felt that his rib might be broken.

Before he could check his injury, he put Chloe down and put his gloves on her arm.

"Quick... Quick."

When speaking, most of his body becomes transparent, arms, thighs, neck, even half of his head.

Not only transparent, but also his body is constantly peeling off some crystal fragments, the cost of going against time has become more and more unbearable.

Looking at the disintegrating Hoffa, Chloe quickly closed his eyes.

I tried twice like constipation. Then he opened his eyes and said anxiously, "it's useless. I can't do it...

" why can't I

Hoffa lost his head.

"Not enough magic."

Chloe put out his hand.

Hoffa fixed his eyes with his only one eye. The scale of the glove showed 0.5x, half the size of a normal adult wizard.

He whispered that it was terrible. Just to escape the pursuit of the * * wizard, he consumed too much magic.

The crystal fragments peeled off faster. With a gust of night wind at the top of the tower, countless fragments appeared around his body, which seemed beautiful.

In the distance, the witches who did not find Hoffa and Chloe turned back, accompanied by countless bats. They were like evil spirits in the night, blocking the sky.

"Hoffa, what to do... What to do?"

Chloe grabs his arm and his eyes turn red.

"It's OK. Take my hand." At this time, he calmed down, Hoffa said.

Chloe grabs Hoffa's right hand.

He closed his eyes, thought in his heart, and the color of his blood bloomed.

Life turns into magic, and the pointer on the magic glove turns quickly. Magic is transmitted from Hoffa's body to the glove, charging the glove, and then transferred from the glove to Chloe.

In a flash, Chloe's eyes changed from lavender to pure white, and her expression became extremely painful.

The bats in the distance seemed to feel something. They quickly surrounded the tower.

With Chloe's eyes like tears of material flowing down, a flash of light, the two disappeared at the top of the Eiffel Tower.

Bats came to the tower around, circling around, but found nothing, so they scattered, scattered in all directions.

...

...

the hot sun shines on the thick steel bars, which are so hot that they can almost fry the eggs.

The heat grilled the boys and girls at the top of the tower until one of them groaned hard.

Hoffa wakes up from the dizziness of weightlessness, and he feels like he has had a very strange and crazy dream, in which he goes back to the past and steals his own things.

Slowly do up, ear is chirping cheerful birds, some sparrows on the tower skipping, it seems that can not feel the heat of this hot summer.

Turning around, the girl with wine red hair was lying on her side, motionless.

Seeing Chloe, Hoffa stood up like an electric shock and lifted his clothes. Although he was reddened by the high temperature, those terrible transparent time flares had disappeared, and he returned to his own time.

Hoo...

he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the 300 meter high viewing platform.

Knead the hair, relieved smile out.

"Ouch..."

there was a groan.

So Chloe woke up.

She got up from the steel viewing platform with a tired face, holding her waist like an 80 year old woman, sighing: "I have a headache..."Looking at each other's face by the summer heat after the steel hot out of the red print, Hoffa can't help laughing.

Seeing Hoffa laughing, Chloe touched his face and said angrily, "what are you laughing at? You have it on your face, too."

"Ha ha..."

Hoffa pointed to her and couldn't stop laughing.

Chloe reached out and hit him a few times, then laughed on the top of the tower. People are hurrying to and fro.

smiles for a long time. The two men sit on the Eiffel Tower, looking at the streets below, and the Seine River with the blue white foam.

At this point, they escaped the pursuit of the wizard, also escaped the merciless strife of the law of time.

However, after the restoration of security, Hoffa has rarely sprouted a strange mood.

It's been a year, and he's still dreaming about Hogwarts, hoping that it's going to be a night away. No matter how many turns he takes in Paris or Berlin, he will still see that school in his sleep and those terrible experiences.

This crazy time adventure made him recall some past events that he didn't want to think much about before, and also made him see some terrible possibility.

He shook his head vigorously in the dazzling hot sun, trying to dispel the crazy idea, but in vain, the idea like a virus breeding, in a moment occupied all his brain.

"Chloe?" Hoffa called softly.

The nun looked at him curiously.

"How far in the past can you go?"

"How far?"

"The longest."

"Two or three days. It's not certain. I can't control how long."

After a pause, Chloe said softly, "if you ask me the longest time, it was my first magic walk when I was six years old. I went back a week ago."

"Only two or three days?"

Hoffa's eyes darkened.

After another moment of silence, Chloe asked curiously, "what are you thinking, Mr. Bach?"

Hoffa looked up. "Nothing."

(the flame starts to burn again in his eyes.)

"By the way, what's the relationship between... You and... Er... Fatil drassez?"

"Relationship?" Chloe shook his head. "I have nothing to do with him. I haven't seen him. All I know is that he is the new minister of magic. "

"Then why does he want someone to send you to London?"

Chloe rolled his eyes. "My great grandfather was there. He's my only relative. "

"Nicole lemme?"

"Yes, he is now in charge of a project for the Ministry of magic. I don't know what it is, but I heard it was appointed by the Minister of magic himself."

Project... Fatil personally appointed...

Hoffa looked at Chloe and suddenly understood the man's idea, or possible idea. It's tempting, but frightening.

He licked his lower lip and almost blurted out, "I'll take you back."

As soon as the words came out, Chloe opened his mouth in surprise: "ha

"I'll take you back."

Hoffa repeated hoarsely: "there are many dangers between the British Isles and France. Believe me, you can't go to London without my protection."

"Not... Why did you suddenly... Didn't you resist before?"

"Before..."

Hoffa scratched his head awkwardly.

"I'm sorry I mistook you for a thief."

"You're not going to Africa?"

"I don't want to go... Well, I haven't been back to England for a long time. Just in time. By the way, I'll see my friend. "

Hoffa said, looking at Chloe's shoulder.

Chloe looked askew into Hoffa's eyes. After a while, she picked up her arm and said, "why, if you want to send it, will I promise you to send it?"

"Ah... We thought we were friends." Hoffa had the cheek to reach out.

Chloe chuckled and turned her lips, ignoring Hoffa's outstretched hand.

"Come on, Mr. Bach. You can send me there, but we still don't need to be friends. We didn't realize it for two days. "

"It doesn't matter." Hoffa retracted his hand. "However, if divided by the time axis, it should be four days."

"I know more about time than you do."

Chloe said solemnly, "you can send me back, but I have a request."

"What requirements."

"You can't kill people."

Chloe said seriously.

Hoffa was stunned. He looked at Chloe's clothes and thought how he met such an idealist guy.

After more than a year of struggling in this world, he is no longer the student with no mind in Hogwarts. Besides, there are so many black witches in the border area between Britain and France that it is too idealistic to go back without killing one person.If other people said that, Hoffa would probably scoff at him for the first time and let him go.

But that crazy possibility, he did not want to give up.

"Well, I promise you." He looked at his toes.

"Really?"

Chloe can't hide his smile, but Hoffa's head is down.

"Do you want to go down?"

"Do you want to carry me off the tower first, Mr. bodyguard?"

After leaving the Eiffel Tower, Hoffa and Chloe return to the wharf on the Seine River.

Hoffa wants to find Norbert and talk to him about his plans.

However, when he returned to the dock, he found that it was cold and quiet, no longer as bustling as before. At the entrance of the dock, there were wooden bars with the words "forbid".

The whole dock was completely closed.

"When we left, weren't there many people here?"

Hoffa was puzzled.

"It's not the time for us to go," Chloe said, covering the sun with her hand. "It wasn't that big on the day we went."

"It's now...

" September 3, we're in two days. "

Said Chloe, pointing to the billboard in the distance.

Hoffa went to the notice board and saw a new notice posted on it.

[hurricane approaching, port closed between September 3 and October 1. 】The time and weather station's stamp were also pasted under the notice, indicating that today was September 3.

"September 3, which means we're in the future again?" Hoffa was horrified.

"No,"

Chloe shook his head: "this is the synchronous time. We have been in the past two days, and the arrow of time is still moving forward in these two days. We have to deduct or compensate the lost time in the future.

After experiencing the adventure of time, Hoffa almost understood Chloe's meaning. Time is not a gift without cost to living creatures. On the contrary, it is precise, merciless and cold.

However, this kind of deep-seated thing is not what Hoffa needs to consider now. He still has many practical problems to deal with. At the moment, due to the time difference, they lost contact with their companions.

If it's September 3, I've been missing for two days.

According to the original plan, Norbert should have gone to Africa, while delphina went to England.

Without a mobile phone these days, he can't call to ask where Norbert is. Besides, he didn't know if Norbert would agree with his crazy plan. If that guy was by his side, he would say that it had nothing to do with him.

On one side, Chloe looked at the dock with a sad face and muttered, "what can I do? Do you have an owl?"

"No Hoffa said it honestly.

"You're a wizard, too? The students at Hogwarts are hand owls

"Don't be poor."

Hoffa looked at the empty dock and said, "we have to get a boat. I can't take you to England without a boat. "

"That's not easy to do..."

Chloe said, "where else is there a boat here?"

"We can go to port Le Havre in Normandy, where I have a friend who owes me a favor. I can ask him to borrow a boat."