Chapter 401 Good Guy or Bad Guy

( ) "I said, Olivia... You'd better throw that guy of unknown origin out! Just throw it anywhere... It's too dangerous to let such a guy stay at home!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can you throw an unconscious person outside? Dad will be sad if you say that!"

"Eh? I'm concerned about you! I don't care about myself, I'm leaving tomorrow anyway, but what should you do? What if the guy wakes up and turns out to be a criminal... Oh! Then Dad will be sad! "

Next to the Jackson Trade Square that the female reporter mentioned, on the upper floor of an old pharmacy, a pair of sisters were talking to each other without giving in.

The older sister looks older, about 30 years old; but the younger sister is only in her early twenties at most, and the two sisters are quite different in age.

But in fact, compared to her older sister Olivia, her younger sister Abigail is smarter and more vigilant against the darkness of society.

"No matter what you say, I have to keep him anyway," sister Olivia said stubbornly, "Dad never gave up on any patient during his lifetime. As his daughter, we must follow his example!"

"That is to say, didn't you pass the exam as a therapist?" Abigail said disapprovingly while packing the suitcase, "As father's daughter, we have already failed."

"No, although I have to visit the store every day, I haven't stopped..." Olivia said firmly, "I will never give up!"

"It's thirty, my sister!" Abigail dropped the clothes in her hand, straightened her waist and said angrily, "Wouldn't it be better to put your mind on potions? It's more demanding than comprehensive Come here as a healer, at least you are more talented in potion science, can't being a pharmacist also cure diseases and save lives?"

"..." Olivia pouted her neck, then lay down on the sofa, twisting her body as if coquettishly, "It's just a little bit stronger, Potions is much more difficult than you imagined It's..."

"It's already thirty!" Abigail looked at the creature that looked like a bug on the sofa speechlessly, and said weakly, "Forget it, it's up to you! Whatever you like..."

She paused, but then changed her voice, and changed the subject again: "...but before that, you have to get that suspicious guy away! Otherwise, I don't feel at ease!"

"No!" Olivia jumped up from the sofa.

"My sister—" Abigail couldn't help moaning.

Olivia suddenly pointed at her sister with a "swish", a hint of approval appeared on her expression.

"Yes! That's it!" She said in surprise.

"Huh?" Abigail had long been used to being frightened by this unreliable sister who was always surprised, and said unmoved, "What's the matter?"

"I'm my older sister!" Olivia emphasized, "Your younger sister should listen to your older sister! Do you understand?"

"Then act like a big sister!" Abigail scolded dissatisfiedly, "How long has it been since there was a new potion in the store? The 'Golden Crucible' has British products! It's called... ...Well, 'Xianyin Potion', the profit is very high!"

"'Xianyin Potion'?" Olivia tilted her head and said, "Sounds like a weird name?"

"You have a weird brain!" Abigail said dejectedly, "Forget it, you can figure it out..."

There was nothing she could do about this older sister who was determined to become a therapist. This good sister of hers is not only pure-hearted, but also perfectly inherited the stubbornness of the dead ghost's father, and she won't listen to anything.

She should really let her suffer a good loss, so that she might be able to understand some common sense of life.

"...Well, let's do it!" Abigail nodded secretly.

Although according to the itinerary plan, she should set off for New Orleans early tomorrow morning to investigate the local mandrake planting area.

When she was studying in school, she showed great potential in herbalism, and her own efforts also laid a solid foundation for her to find a good job now.

Compared with the hopeless sister in front of her, Abigail's younger sister is obviously more mature and sensible.

But after all, they are a family, and the relationship between the sisters is still very good even when their parents have both passed away. Therefore, even if she postpones her trip, she has to work harder for her sister.

However, plans are always subject to change. She had just made up her mind to pretend to leave, and then hid secretly to observe the follow-up situation at home, but at this moment the door of the house creaked open.

"...Did you guys...save me?"

With a hoarse voice and messy mid-length hair, his thin face was morbidly pale, his eyes were sunken and his lips were dry, and his upper body was still wrapped in a thick bandage.

Look at him like that, he looks like a seriously ill patient.

But just looking at the resolute outline and unyielding eyes, it still exudes stubbornness and strength. That was Sirius Black, a wizard who dared to break through the darkness with blood and life.

"Oh! You can't get up--"

The pure-hearted Olivia reacted almost immediately, jumped up from the sofa without thinking about anything, and rushed towards Sirius who was standing against the wall.

"Go and lie down! You are too badly injured to move freely... Go in, go back to bed..."

Olivia almost dragged and dragged, pushing Sirius back into the room without any resistance.

Abigail, who was standing by the suitcase, seemed to want to say something, but seeing Sirius' injuries, she finally endured it for the time being.

"It seems that he won't be able to do any harmful behavior for a while. Let's ask him when he lies back on the bed..." Abigail walked towards the room while thinking.

"...No, thank you very much...but I can't stay here any longer...I have to..."

When Sirius was pushed back to the bed by Olivia, he was still muttering weakly in his mouth, but he seemed very difficult just to speak, I am afraid that he might not be able to get out of this house even if he was asked to leave.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you can stay now!" Seeing that he was lying back on the bed again, and Olivia was covering him with a quilt, Abigail said in a strong tone, "Who do you think saved him?" you?"

"Abby (Abigail's nickname)!" Olivia called out to her sister angrily.

"I'm telling the truth!" Abigail ignored her sister's intention to stop her, and stared at Sirius and said, "Say! Who are you? Why did you fall at the back door of our house? If necessary, I will immediately transfer you to the Auror Office of the Magic Congress for strict review!"

"Abigail!" Olivia shouted again, "You can't talk like that! This gentleman might just be attacked by villains! Isn't it?"

"...No, this is your sister, right?" Sirius said weakly, "She is right, she shouldn't keep an unknown suspicious man in her home... But, I can't be taken away yet ...I still have things that must be done..."

"So... you, you really aren't a good person!" Abigail was startled when she heard this, and dragged her sister away from the bed.

"...A good guy or a bad guy..." Sirius smiled wryly and shook his head, "It should be considered a 'good guy'... right?"

"From the moment you hesitate, you can't be considered a good person!"

With all her strength, Abigail dragged her sister out of the room, then hurried to find her wand. But it was easy to find, but finally remembered that the wand seemed to be still in the room.

"It's... um, it's okay... He was injured so badly, so it should be fine..."

The various crimes left by the first generation of Dark Lords in the United States, as well as the traces of dark wizard activities that appeared in the American magic world from time to time, made the wizards who grew up in this land vigilant. Abigail Nature is one of them.

After all, pure women like her sister Olivia are always in the minority.

Abigail plucked up her courage, cheered herself up secretly, and then immediately rushed into the room in front of her sister, and went straight to the desk.

But she seemed to be one step too late, because she had just run a few steps when she saw Sirius leaning against the wall next to the desk, panting, holding Abigail's wand in his hand.

As for his own wand, it had fallen somewhere in the previous death fight.

"Miss... Please believe that I won't hurt you..." Sirius said with difficulty, "But I really should go... I can't waste any more time..."

He took a few deep breaths of air, but then coughed again, and the strength he had just gathered suddenly disappeared again. I saw that his figure was unstable for a while, and he fell to the corner of the wall with a "bang".

But the wand in his hand was still clenched tightly, and although his eyes were half drooping, they were still full of determination.

"Please don't mind..."

What Sirius said was not to Abigail, but to Olivia behind her.

Although Olivia is very kind and pure, she is not unaware that the strange man in front of her may indeed be a dangerous person. Under the current situation, even if she couldn't suppress her worries about the patients, she didn't act too naively like she did just now.

Sirius got up again, his sluggish muscles made his movements look slow and weak, but he didn't seem to care, and he wanted to leave here wholeheartedly.

Silently, he pointed the tip of his wand at the two sisters. With difficult steps but without hesitation, he dragged his wounded body out of the door, through the living room, and walked downstairs along the wooden steps.

"...By the way," Sirius paused on the stairs and said softly, "Thank you for your room, smart and kind girl."

"How do you know it's mine—"

Halfway through Abigail's words, she suddenly understood—it was her own wand. But in such a chaotic situation, this man can still think about this kind of thing, I really don't know what he is thinking!