Chapter 243 Times Have Changed

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It was the first time for Glider to walk through the streets of the Muggle world. Xiaohe Street, a modern commercial district, was hustle and bustle that Glider had never seen in that era.

In a high-end French restaurant in the middle of Xiaohe Street, Hof sat on the second floor by the window, savoring the foie gras airlifted in from France with a knife and fork in his hand, but kept observing the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows. noodle.

When Dumbledore went to the Oasis Hotel before, he met Hof, who was also staying in the hotel. For the kidnapped Sean, Hof expressed his willingness to help, and only greeted him when he could use it.

So Dumbledore called Hough this time. Regarding Hough's strength, he would not have much problem acting alone. After all, as long as he didn't hurt the Philosopher's Stone at the core of his chest, he could even resist the Killing Curse.

"Professor, this is a bustling neighborhood of Muggles, what will Glider do here?" Bill was very puzzled, as normal wizards have no interest in the Muggle world.

Even his father Arthur, the head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, was only secretly interested in Muggle items, but wouldn't wander around the Muggle world at all.

Bill found a Cairo bank on Xiaohe Street, so he thought, "He probably wants to rob the bank again, but this is Muggle currency, what's the use for him?"

Arthur was also thoughtful. Dumbledore looked out the window silently. Constantine told him that the time was eight o'clock in the evening, and it was just after seven o'clock. All they need to do now is to wait calmly and patiently.

"Boss, there is a telephone booth at the end of this street." Shreve pointed to the telephone booth less than a hundred meters ahead.

Glid looked around, then said with a serious expression, "What's a telephone booth for?"

Shreve was stunned for a moment, is there anyone who doesn't know about the phone booth? Even those in the wizarding world should have heard of it, but he quickly explained.

"Boss, the telephone booth is a tool used by Muggles for communication. No matter which city you are in, you can immediately contact and talk to the other party with the phone."

Glid said with great interest, "Muggles? Those untouchables? They invented something interesting."

"Do you know how to use that thing?" Glid asked again.

Shreve looked distressed, he had only heard that serious wizards use Muggle things, "Boss, I'm sorry, I haven't used them either."

But immediately he looked at Sean, "Can you use a phone booth?"

Sean didn't know why Shreve suddenly asked such a strange question, he nodded, "It will work."

Shreve was overjoyed, so he said to Greed, "He knows how to use a phone booth."

Glid said a few words to Sean, and Shreve translated, "The leader wants you to go to the phone booth in front later, and then go in around eight o'clock."

Although Sean was puzzled, he could only obey. It was still early, and the three of them sat down in an open-air cafe nearby.

Sean watched the phone booth at the end of the street intently for a while. After opening his magic eyes, he didn't find any magic power fluctuations in the phone booth. It was obviously just an ordinary Muggle phone booth.

"Grid is so open-minded? Using Muggle tools to connect with people?" Sean secretly thought.

Sean looked around the street again. When they came out, Constantine should have contacted Dumbledore. At this time, Old Deng might be hiding somewhere on the street, but Dumbledore was a little far away. Sean Didn't find out.

After sitting in the cafe for a while, it was seven fifty-five soon, and Glid told Sean to walk towards the phone booth now.

Sean stood up, with a high degree of concentration, and looked around with his magic eyes. He knew that Glid must have sent him to scout the way, and if there was an ambush, he would definitely abandon him.

Glid also really thought so. Although he came to see Father God Imerton in secret, he sailed carefully for thousands of years. He didn't come here for shopping with two subordinates.

When there is danger, the two of them can be his meat shield.

Glid and Shreve stared at Sean as he walked towards the phone booth. Sean walked very slowly, slower than the pedestrians on the road. He walked for less than a hundred meters and took a minute.

Sean stood in front of the red phone booth and looked inside again. After confirming that there were no traces of magic in the phone booth, he took a deep breath and opened the glass door of the phone booth.

Four minutes before eight o'clock, Sean stood in the phone booth and waited. As for what he was waiting for, he didn't know. He glanced around through the glass of the phone booth. From this position, he could see what he couldn't see from the cafe just now. perspective.

Sure enough, in the row of shops opposite the cafe, in a suit shop only 40 meters away from the phone booth, Sean discovered the magic light.

The man was wearing a gentleman's hat and a high-end suit, with his right hand resting on his ear, looking sideways at the phone booth secretly.

Sean closed his magic eyes, and looked at the man in the suit with ordinary naked eyes again. It was very difficult to see the details clearly at a distance of more than 40 meters, but Sean still saw that the mysterious man in the suit was actually on the phone.

A wizard, talking on a cell phone.

It was 1993, and mobile phones were not popular in the Muggle world. Sean saw that it was a flip phone, probably a Motorola model that was very popular in the 1990s.

Wizards using mobile phones is already outrageous in the wizarding world. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, they will be arrested by the Office for Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items for ideological education and fined.

Moreover, this sorcerer happened to appear at this time and place today, so his identity was even more suspicious.

According to common sense analysis, he would never be sent by the Ministry of Magic. If the Ministry of Magic can't use a mobile phone, then he might be a member of the Divine Guard.

This is what Sean can think of at the moment, but unfortunately he lacks information.

After a while, the man in the suit put down his phone, and Sean stood in the phone booth in torment. This stand lasted for four minutes.

When the time came to eight o'clock, Glid looked around and looked at the phone booth, but Imerton was still nowhere to be seen.

He wondered if he had to go into the phone booth by himself for Imerton to appear, so he disregarded the gazes of passersby around him and Apparated directly into the phone booth.

Shreve looked around in panic, but fortunately no one noticed Glid who suddenly disappeared on the chair, and suddenly there were more people in the small phone booth, making it even more crowded.

After Greed came in, Sean consciously squeezed into the corner. There was no communication between the two of them. A few seconds later, there was a "ding ding ding" in the phone booth.

Glid's expression suddenly became vigilant. He glanced at Sean, and Sean realized that this old monster was waiting for a call. The old wizard from more than 3,000 years ago was waiting for a call in a Muggle public phone booth.

Sean originally thought that this phone booth would have some kind of mystery, similar to the teleportation ability of the British Ministry of Magic, or other magical abilities, but it turned out that it was really just an ordinary phone booth.

The phone rang twice again, and Sean knew that Glider didn't understand this stuff, so he picked up the receiver and handed it to Glider, motioning him to put it to his ear.

Glid took the receiver and slowly moved it to his ear. There was a voice on the phone. Glid's expression changed when he heard the voice.

Sean was very curious about who was talking to Greed, and suddenly he thought of the man in a suit who had just picked up his cell phone, and when he looked towards the suit shop again, that man was no longer there.

Glid and the person on the other end of the phone were talking in ancient Arabic, and Sean couldn't even understand modern Arabic, let alone ancient Arabic.

Although Sean couldn't understand the language, he could observe something in his tone and expression. Glid's tone at the beginning was very respectful, and so was his expression.

But at the back, although the tone seemed to have not changed, the expression became impatient.

In this case, it is very likely that the people who spoke with him have a higher status than him, and Sean can only think of one such person.

"Imorton." The master of the city-state of Hamnata, the father god that the guards were looking for.

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