Chapter 85 Visit

For the next week, Xing Ze stayed at school to teach steadily, just as Mr. R said, immersing himself in the vacation.

On days when he had no classes, he followed Ben to go fishing at Black Lake, even though his fishing skills were terrible. He could sit by the lake for an afternoon, just staring at the lake, letting the fish bite the bait.

Xing Ze liked this kind of sport of patiently waiting for prey to come to the door, because more often than not, he followed the pace of the prey and kept chasing.

He sometimes played a few wizard chess games with Professor McGonagall, losing more than winning. Professor McGonagall's chess style was quite invasive, and the continuous attacks often made Xing Ze exhausted and finally lost the game.

This peaceful life ended with an owl from the Ministry of Magic, which brought a letter from Kingsley. The content of the letter was simple-everything is ready.

Xing Ze put away the letter, and after finishing the morning class, he left the school and went to St. Mungo's. He remembered that John should have been transferred to the general ward on the third floor.

"You shaved." Xing Ze said when he saw John. There was only him and another sleeping old man in the whole ward.

"Some people say I look more handsome this way."

"It's true that I look younger. You should have done this a long time ago."

John raised his middle finger to Xing Ze, "Don't think I can't hear you are mocking me."

Xing Ze pulled a chair over and sat down: "Don't be angry, I brought you something good." He took out a small bottle of whiskey from his ring.

"Sherry barrel." He added, "The first batch of Chivas."

"Damn." John took the bottle of wine as if he had found a treasure, "Where did you get this thing from?"

"Dumbledore owes me a favor, and he has a lot of good wine in his wine cabinet."

"The healer asked me to quit drinking." John said, "I almost succeeded."

"I believe it."

John smiled and hid the wine under the pillow, "They will examine me later, I have to wait until the evening before drinking."

"I understand." Xing Ze looked at the old man who was snoring loudly, "You have a bad habit. Wrong roommate. "

"Ah, yes." John nodded, "Old Joe, not very talkative, sleeping most of the day. Are you so free? You actually have time to visit me."

"I was kicked out of the investigation."

"I thought so." John had an expression that I had expected, "otherwise you must be busy tracking down clues."

"The Ministry of Magic wants to investigate separately."

"I guess it was the instruction of the Key Hall. By the way, did they let you join?"

Xing Ze took out his copy of "The Key of the Door", and the strange symbols on the cover flowed with a strange light.

"Then we are colleagues. We should have a drink at this happy moment."

"When can you be discharged?"

"If I can quit drinking, the therapist promised to let me be discharged within a week. But unfortunately, kid, I can't investigate with you."

Xing Ze frowned, "Did you secretly drink medical alcohol, J? I should have said just now that the Ministry of Magic wanted to investigate separately. They took away all the information and kicked me out."

"I heard it. But I think you should continue to investigate, huh?"

Xing Ze said with a faint smile : "Who knows, maybe I left a copy for myself before handing it over to the Ministry of Magic, maybe when they came to confirm whether there were any remaining case files in my office, I moved them all to other places. Maybe when they were secretly monitoring me, I was fishing with my friends in the Black Lake."

"It's very Ministry of Magic style." John sat up from the hospital bed, "making friends with you while stabbing you with a knife."

"So, where are you going after you are discharged from the hospital? Continue to live a life of drunkenness and debauchery in Knockturn Alley?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely not Knockturn Alley. I I was transferred back. What I will do specifically depends on what the boss says. "

"Oh, that's great. You can finally leave that damn place."

"I miss my old life a little." John pouted, "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Ask."

"Did you see anything when you were fighting that monster? Um, I mean, that kind of... Hey, you know what I'm talking about."

Xing Ze remembered the voice he heard when he fainted. He nodded and said: "Of course, this is inevitable. The things in dreams will erode your mind and spirit. It makes you have unrealistic fantasies. I believe those psychotherapists should have explained it to you. "

"They did say that, but, but... but I'm not sure, this is too damn real... I can't tell at all."

"It's normal, I can't tell either."

"Then how did you get through it? I heard that you passed all the tests in just one day, which is even more amazing than Merlin's advent. Damn, you know they have been testing me here for almost a week."

"You've seen it a lot, so you won't be surprised." Xing Ze replied, looking behind John.

"You've seen it a lot?" John raised his eyebrows, "Fuck, what did you do before?"

Xing Ze retracted his gaze, was silent for a moment and said: "Detective, the third-rate kind."

"Detective? What's that?"

"It's like a bounty hunter in the wizarding world." Xing Ze explained, "Others give you work, and you take it if you think it's suitable."

"Is that... a Muggle profession?"

"Yes."

"But you are a wizard."

"So what?" Xing Ze shrugged. "We're cracking down hard there, and wizards have a hard time, but people have to live, right?"

"Well, this is new."

"Actually, I did a pretty good job. I should say I was born to do this." Xing Ze was immersed in past memories. "But customers never gave me a high evaluation, which made me very depressed. I still remember the first job was a lady who asked me to catch a mistress. Her husband cheated on her with a secretary. It's very common, isn't it?"

John nodded. "This kind of thing happens every day in the Ministry of Magic."

"That's right, so I caught them without much effort, on the bed in the hotel, but the man was so angry that he wanted to attack me. He was really strong and you could see that he exercised regularly, but he picked the wrong opponent.

"I broke his nose, and his handsome face was probably greatly reduced. Then, the fucking thing happened. The lady, the original wife, thought I hurt her husband. Not only did she not pay me, she also threatened to sue me.

"But I was acting in self-defense. It was the man who started it. I wanted to ask the union to come forward and argue with her, but I remembered that there is no fucking union in this line of work, so I could only watch the three of them get in the car and go to the hospital together."

John frowned, "You should have used magic."

"Oh, come on." Xing Ze smiled bitterly, "No one dared to use magic at that time."