Chapter 400 Straightforward Witch Reporter

( ) The platinum-blonde long hair flutters in the air without wind, as if weightless, fluttering with the light dance. Under the slightly yellowish light, the smooth and delicate skin glowed like a bright moon, and every inch exuded a seductive aura.

In this strange bar with soothing music, the petite and feminine woman attracted the attention of most of the guests, but she continued her slightly restrained publicity indifferently.

That is a Veela, she is the focus of attention wherever she goes. Even if it could be seen that she had already been careful in such a crowded small bar, the inherent talent of that race still made the atmosphere in this small space charming and moving.

Maca leaned sideways on the corner of the bar counter deep in the bar, propped her cheek with one hand, and lightly rested the other hand on the bar counter, playing with the gold Gallon that would be used as a drink after a while.

This is a wizard bar in New York City. Unlike London, wizards in the United States do not often gather on the entire wizard street specially built.

Perhaps it is due to the history of this land. Although the development of the magic world in the United States has a relationship with the United Kingdom that cannot be ignored, the races here are more abundant than those in the United Kingdom, and the ways of getting along with each other also have some subtle characteristics.

This point, Maca just sat at the corner of the bar and watched quietly, and already had a little understanding.

The bartender in this bar is a house elf, but from the conversations between him and the guests, it can be seen that although he still seems to be more or less cautious in essence, he is more of a server reserved and polite.

On the other side of the bar, among the small round tables similar to the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade, several humanoid races with different shapes and appearances mixed together with wizards and wizards. Although it seems that there is still a long way to go from "harmony", even being able to huddle in a bar, laughing and scolding and throwing away the joys and sorrows of life is worthy of Maca's nod and secret praise.

To be honest, Maca really doubted that the guy wrapped in a slippery cloth robe and a few tufts of fine dark green hair leaking from the head wrap was a mermaid who climbed up from the bottom of the lake!

You know, the wet robe on her body is still dripping water!

From the data, we can find some records about mermaids, saying that they can indeed breathe above the water surface. But how long Maca can last ashore in the world without water is completely unknown.

He sat quietly in a corner of the bar full of worldly feeling, his eyes drifted back and forth among the various people around him, trying to find a suitable object for him to choose intelligence from.

At this moment, his cuff trembled slightly, and Xiao Ba, who was hiding in his sleeve, crawled along his arm to the fingertips,

The mouthparts snapped together a few times.

"Oh, do you want some snacks too?" Maca glanced at it, then turned her head and shouted into the bar, "Please give me two pieces of bread, thank you."

"Okay, sir."

The house-elf, who was serving a wizard, bowed slightly at once.

Not long after, a croissant dotted with snow-white powdered sugar was placed on a plate and floated in front of Maca. He picked one up and tore it lightly, and sprinkled some bread crumbs on the bar table.

Xiao Ba immediately jumped off the back of his hand and began to eat with relish.

"Oh! What an amazing little guy... Did you raise it?" Just as Maca put down the bread, someone came up to him, "... Mind if I sit next to you?"

"Of course not." Maca raised his glass and gestured to the other party, "Please feel free."

"Hmm... What kind of breed is this little guy? I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it..." The other party spoke quickly and seemed quite familiar, "Anyway, I'm sure Not the Greiner Glander - although it does look a bit like... oh, does it always have its eyes closed?"

When the other party was looking at Xiao Ba eagerly and talking non-stop, Maca was staring at her.

Yes, this is a lady with short curly dark brown hair, wearing casual clothes. Although there is a kind of unique delicacy in the beautiful appearance, but the tone of speech is unrestrained.

She didn't seem to care about Maca, who looked like a young wizard.

"...Well, beautiful lady... I'm afraid it's not suitable to talk about Xiaoba. After all, I heard that the law in the United States prohibits the raising of magical creatures at will." Maca chuckled, "However, it seems that you There seems to be a lot of research on these little things?"

"Ah! Sorry..." The other party smiled apologetically, "I don't have many hobbies, but I have always been obsessed with magical creatures. I was a little rude just now...By the way, this is your first time in New York? "

"That's right!" Maca said calmly, "There are just some things that need to be dealt with, so it's a short-term hasty trip!"

"Oh, that's really good... But don't you have to go to school? Or do you just graduate and want to adjust your mood before work?" The other party asked curiously, "To be honest, I just graduated from Ilvermorny. Time, but I started working without even thinking about it! Looking at you now, I really regret it..."

"Well, in fact, I have already worked, but...ahem..." Maca shrugged, "As you can see, because of some unstable factors, I seem to be a little..."

"I understand, I understand," said the other party, nodding his chin at him with a sympathetic look, "Once I stepped into the society, I realized that although there is a lot of knowledge taught in school, how to behave requires you to learn it yourself." Experience and comprehension. The boss's decisions are always messy, and the feeling of instability makes people want to escape from that prison from time to time...well, listen to me..."

Seeing that this lady had a misunderstanding of what she said, and she kept talking more and more vigorously, as if she opened the chatterbox on her own, and complained endlessly about her work and life.

Maca smiled helplessly, brought the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip, his gaze began to wander elsewhere involuntarily.

Although this sister is quite straightforward and feels good to get along with, she is obviously not a suitable person for exchanging information.

If Maca was just here to pass the time, then there is nothing wrong with making friends, but right now he is here to find someone.

"...Treating my report as waste paper, tell me, what is this? It's so annoying! A boss like this doesn't understand the importance of professionalism at all! He only likes those gimmicks! As long as he can make money, If the sales can increase, he will be satisfied...My colleague O'Sullivan, his kind of good things don't happen every day! Who would have thought that walking on the street would run into a big spider? Hmm...Huh? Does it look similar to this little guy?"

"...What? A big spider? On the street?" Maca suddenly came back to his senses, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that any random person could get new clues.

"Ah, don't you know?" The other party said casually, "Yes! Haven't you read the news? Oh—yes, you've only been in New York recently, right?"

"Well," Maca pretended to be curious, "A big spider appeared on the street? This sounds dangerous..."

"Who says it's not?" The other party shook his drowsy head from alcohol and spread his hands, "It's a pity that our newspaper only published one issue, and the Magic Congress intervened—poor O'Sullivan, who was also arrested by the Congress." Brought to assist in the investigation."

"This is really bad..." Maca echoed, "So, not many people pay attention to this matter?"

"The incident has attracted a lot of attention. After all, many Muggles were injured at the scene - the people in Congress spent a lot of manpower to deal with this incident!" The other party shook his head and said, "I heard that the big spider is still alive. It was not found, how could it not be found with such a large body? This is probably a long-planned event—that’s what the higher-ups have speculated about.”

"Hmm... It's been planned for a long time? Just to attack Muggles?" Maca asked tentatively.

"No, I heard that there were other things at the time, but after O'Sullivan came back, he closed the door and chatted with the president for a long time. Later, the article written by O'Sullivan didn't have much actual content... I just said that Well, that bald man only likes gimmicks! A picture of magic that isn't quite clear is enough for him!"

"This is really..." Maca followed her and shook her head.

Although some relevant information was obtained by accident, the amount of intelligence contained in it was too little. Having said that, it's always good to have clues.

Sirius should be in this area. Although it can't be found yet, but the range becomes smaller, and the possibility of finding it will increase accordingly.

The words of the lady who looks like a female reporter in front of me are enough as a backup clue.

"I want to ask you a question." Maca seemed to remember something, and then asked, "Does this bar lead to any other places? For example, the wizard shopping street where items are sold?"

"Do you want to buy something? There is nothing here, but a little further to the west, there is an entrance leading to Jackson Trade Square - where most of the students from Ilvermorny shop, but there are not many daily necessities , mainly shops for magic learning and research.”

"Oh... I'll take a look later, can you tell me more about it?"

In this slightly noisy bar, the two chatted casually, looking very inconspicuous. But no one would have imagined that the big spider that had caused public opinion in the American magic circle recently was obediently lying on the bar counter and nibbling on the crumbs of the croissant.

As for its owner, it was a young wizard who was underage.

No, maybe someone has noticed—

In a corner behind Maca, two wizards who refused to take off their scarves in the room were staring at the bar counter next to Maca's elbow intentionally or unintentionally, with a gloomy look in their eyes.