Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

Novosibirsk, the capital of Siberia.

Here is the largest city in Russia's entire Siberian region, the third largest city in Russia, and also the city where the Budkell Institute of Nuclear Physics in Alexey is located. It has many Russian-famous factories and universities.

"Wait! Moscow ?! Aren't we going to go to a pub to sign a contract?"

Alexey looked at Frank unexplainedly, and there was an unknown hunch in his heart.

Before this, he always thought that the pub Frank said was located somewhere in this city.

"Yes, is there any problem? The branch of Destiny in Russia is in Moscow."

Frank nodded in a natural look, glanced at a little nervous Alex, and smiled suddenly, grasping the graffiti paper in his hand and patting the middle-aged man's back gently, looking at the watch while explaining Road.

"Relax, long-distance travel, the door key feels much better than the phantom, five, four, three ..."

"Why can't we take the train ..."

"Because the agreed negotiation time is 8:30, the train is definitely too late, two, one!"

Before Alex had time to protest, he felt that there seemed to be a hook behind his belly button, and with an irresistible momentum, he hooked his feet forward and flew off the ground.

He could feel Frank right next to him, the back of his hand clinging tightly to the piece of graffiti paper, and the funny comic paper dragged them forward in the roaring wind and swirling colors, then— —

It seemed that after a long time, only one second had passed, their feet fell heavily to the ground, and Alexei felt that his legs were a little soft and staggered forward, fortunately, there was a pair of strong He held his arm in front of him and supported him, without letting him fall directly to the ground.

Alexei turned his head and saw that Frank was standing firmly on the ground, and there was no strange color on his face except that his hair was a little blown by the wind. Immediately afterwards, an unpleasant smell of urine entered Alex's nose, frightening the man to look down subconsciously, um, he did it ... fortunately not himself.

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"I said you wizards, can't you choose a slightly better teleport?"

"Sorry, the concealment of public toilets is the best, at least there will be no cameras here."

In the shocked eyes of the homeless staying in the toilet, Frank and Alex pushed the door of the toilet compartment and whispered fiercely while walking towards the quiet commercial street.

Arbat Street, this is a very famous place in Moscow.

This avenue, located in the historical center of the Russian capital, has a total length of one kilometer. According to records, it existed as early as the fifteenth century and is one of the oldest extant streets in Moscow.

Of course, Arbat Street is also one of the most popular shopping areas for foreign tourists and locals.

Whether it is a street bar, a card bar filled with flowers on the street, an elegant and simple street lamp with a round glass lampshade next to a classical Russian building, or a tall, slender and full-bodied Russian girl and sunshine, handsome Russian guy, all together Road flowing landscape.

The location where Alex and Frank arrived today happened to be a public toilet next to the bar area on Arbat Street. No one would realize that there were suddenly two more guests from a thousand miles away in the city.

Of course, more importantly, the entire street at this time was silent.

All shops are closed, no one can see the empty street, the whole city is shrouded in silence, and only the street lights are still emitting soft lights faithfully.

Alexey lowered his head and looked at his watch. At 8:30 in the morning, there was a look of helplessness on his face.

"Frank, listen to me, there is something wrong with the appointment time you said before."

"Well, this is it."

Ignoring Alexe behind him, Frank stood in front of a flower shop and beckoned towards Alexe, stuffed a piece of parchment into the hands of a middle-aged man, and looked around with a little vigilance. Said excitedly.

"Read it quickly, remember the content above."

"No, Frank, you listen to me ... well, what is this ..."

Alex frowned and looked down at the parchment in his hand. The handwriting on it was particularly beautiful and small, reminding him subconsciously of himself still in elementary school daughter Danilova's textbook. The content above was very simple:

【The Bolshevik Hammer Tavern is located at 13 Arbat Street, Moscow. 】

"Majority ... Hammer?" Alexey repeated the expression strangely.

"Just remember it, don't say it out loud."

Frank interrupted Alexe's question nervously, reaching out and pulling away the parchment in his hand. The wand hidden in his wrist lightly touched the paper, and Alex saw it in the rest of his light. , The writing on the paper seems to be fading gradually.

Immediately afterwards, the piece of parchment began to decompose and disappear, and turned into a ray of dust scattered in the wind.

"Confidentiality work is done well, if you can be more careful in personnel selection, it will be more mature."

Alexe raised his eyebrows indecisively, did not continue to struggle with this little unscientific thing, raised his head and looked at the surrounding shops, they were standing directly in front of a flower shop at this time, the doorplate above said a big 12.

And on his left is a shop selling Russian matryoshka dolls, number 11. On his right hand side is a shop that sells paintings and pendants with Russian matryoshka patterns. On the 14th, only the 13th pub on the paper is missing.

Glanced at Alex, who was confused, and a look of unpredictability appeared on Frank's face.

"I know you are confused, now you only need ..."

"Will objective reality be influenced by the observer and thus affect the result ... magic, it's really interesting."

Alexey looked over Frank, looking at the pub door that popped out of nowhere from the middle of shops No. 12 and No. 14 with amazement, and said softly with such a tone.

From the visual effect, it seems that an additional house suddenly swelled, squeezing everything around on both sides, but the surrounding streets have not changed, but according to Alexey ’s understanding, this is mostly because he is in There are a few more variables in the "information flow" during the observation.

"So, are we going directly in now?"

Alexey walked up the stone steps, looked back and watched his cheeks turn red as if he took a breath ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ pointed to the newly-changed door in front of him, somewhat confused Asked.

"If I guess, what password, password ... or magic spell should I need?"

There is no key hole or letter box hole on the door, only there is a round metal engraving in the center.

"... Yes, a password is required."

Frank replied dejectedly, flicked his lips and walked over, pulled out his wand and tapped lightly on the door.

At the next moment, Alexe saw that the round metal sculpture suddenly moved into action. Two large circles appeared above the circle, and a downward standard triangle appeared below the circle.

OVO: "Who am I?"

Frank cleared his throat and said clearly to the round, chubby metal sculpture.

"(The content is temporarily not visible due to the guts loyalty curse)"

The door creaked and opened automatically with a clattering metal sound from the chain.

Compared to the simple exterior decoration, the scene inside the bar was completely beyond Alex's expectations. The first thing that attracted his attention was the completely unscientific spacious space inside, and the man sitting at the front desk wearing Bizarre creature with monocle.

Noticed the noise coming from outside the door, and the on-duty goblin raised his head and said blankly.

"Moscow time, 05:06 am, the appointment person Frank, two people. You came early."

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Chapter two! (Mammy !!)