10 Lost Boys(1/2)
The next morning, Hoffa was awakened by the chirping of birds. Not only the chirping of birds, but also the growling of his stomach.
He opened his eyes and saw a gray-white beach and patches of seaweed on the rocks exposed by the low tide.
The weather was gloomy, as if a heavy rain was coming.
He stared drowsily at the embers of the burned out fire in his hand, and after thinking for a long time, he finally figured out what happened last night. Aglaia took him to escape from the family, and the two of them were intercepted by a Muggle plane on the way and destroyed.
He grabbed a broomstick and finally escaped by grabbing a plane.
In the end, because they got lost at the beach and had nowhere to go, the two argued for a long time. In the end, neither of them had any choice but to fall down and sleep on the beach all night.
After almost sorting out what happened last night, Hoffa had a headache. What the hell was going on.
He wanted to sit up, but found that his lower abdomen was heavy. When he looked carefully, it turned out that Aglaia had fallen on top of him and was fast asleep.
You can tell how heartless this person is from her sleeping appearance. Even after going through the adventure like last night, she is now like a normal person. She not only sleeps on her body with her back stretched out, but also makes herself into a pillow.
His saliva even wet his lower abdomen.
Hoffa pushed her head in disgust, but she made a smacking sound and changed her position.
After pushing twice more and still not pushing her away, Hoffa shouted angrily: "Your mother is here!"
Aglaia was so excited that she sat up like a spring in her sleep.
"My mother!!?"
"Where!?"
Then, she looked at Hoffa suddenly: "Come on, my mother is here!"
Hoffa wiped the saliva from his face, stood up, and shook the clothes that were stuck to his stomach because of the saliva.
"Dooling? Fortunately, you are still Miss de Lacese living in the castle."
"Hey, people who live in castles don't drool anymore...?"
Gululu...
As she spoke, Aglaia's stomach began to growl, and she stuck out her tongue, "I'm hungry."
"Have you prepared any food in your seamless stretch backpack?"
Hoffa asked, he was also a little hungry.
Aglaia was stunned and said, "I didn't bring it."
"ha?"
Hoffa was stunned: "What...?"
"How did I know that I would get lost and end up on the beach? It was completely out of my plan." She looked around, then pointed at the sky and added: "Isn't this the beach? Look, we can hunt birds to eat."
Looking along her finger, Hoffa did see many skuas flying around in the sky.
He sighed and didn't want to talk. He felt that agreeing to travel with her was really the stupidest decision he had ever made.
Although Aglaia's suggestion is tempting, he currently does not have a wand and lacks effective attack methods.
Moreover, Hoffa also doubted that with the flying speed of those birds, he would not be able to knock them down even with a magic wand. After all, they are all creatures that have evolved for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one is stupid.
Aglaia saw that Hoffa's mood had not improved much, so she stood up and looked around, and suddenly she clapped her hands excitedly.
"Look, mussels!"
She dragged Hoffa up and came to the beach. She pointed to the rocks on the beach and said, "I ate this when my housekeeper took me on a picnic when I was a kid. It was delicious."
Hoffa took a quick look and saw several rocks slightly far to the left covered with algae. The seawater should submerge them in a few hours. A large number of double-valve shells grew among the slippery algae on the rocks.
"mussels?"
He carefully observed these molluscs clinging to the rocks and asked, "Are these really edible?"
"Of course." She replied confidently.
"Have you eaten?"
"I know!"
She peeled one open and threw it into her mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.
"look."
Seeing that she was eating with gusto, Hoffa also peeled off a mussel and carefully stuffed it into his mouth. He found that there was a strong peppery smell, which was not bad. After careful aftertaste, it also had a sweet taste.
So he ate a second one, a third one, a third one...
In the sunshine, Hoffa feasted on half-open mussels.
After eating, my hunger was relieved a lot.
But the question also arises: where are they?
He had gone to the wizard's secret land, and now he was living on the beach. What a big deal.
He couldn't help but stand up, looked around the desolate surroundings, and asked, "Where are we all?"
Aglaia hesitated after pondering: "Maybe it's in Wales. I flew here last night."
Wales. Hoffa had never been to Wales, so he ran to the bushes and looked around for a while. All he could see were green bushes full of thorns, and forests could be seen in the distance. It was a complete wilderness with no trace of human activity at all.
, only the remote and desolate coast.
"this......"
Aglaia stood next to Hoffa, and the two were silent.
"what to do?"
Aglaia asked instinctively.
"river."
"We have to find the river," Hoffa said.
"Are you thirsty? I know the water spell."
"You big-headed devil," Hoffa said, "Without a river, there would be no town. Without a town, who would you ask for directions, and how would you determine our geographical location?"
"Wow, you are so awesome. Who did you learn this from?"
Aglaia praised him exaggeratedly, but didn't mean much sincerely.
Hoffa thought to himself, you must not know Bear Grylls.
After making the decision, the two began to walk deeper into the bushes, trying to find the river. After walking for a quarter of an hour, Hoffa and Aglaia entered the vast forest.
It was now the end of summer, the trees were lush and green, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Although the scenery was beautiful, the ground was rugged, and there were dense weeds and thorns along the way.
Fortunately, Hoffa possesses the Broken Grip, and the magic he learned from Grindelwald is simply a magical skill.
Within the area covered by his mental force field, the ground rolled gurglingly, and the vegetation spread to both sides, revealing the pitted ground.
Big birds with huge wings will fly out of the forest at any time, scurrying in all directions like clouds.
Aglaia was chattering excitedly all the way, pointing at the birds and saying their scientific names, classes, genus, and categories one by one.
Hoffa just kept going.
The river was not as difficult to find as he had imagined. Soon, after walking to the mountain stream, he found an inland river. This gave him hope. Where there are rivers, there are traces of civilization.
However, by noon, it started to drizzle in the sky. Soon, the drizzle became heavier, and the road became extremely muddy and difficult to walk, even with the Broken Grip.
After the initial sense of freshness wears off, all that's left is endless walking.
Unlike Aglaia, who is always energetic, Hoffa is in a depressed mood.
Lack of normal food, no normal drinking water, cold and hungry, even with the shield spell, the shoes under my feet were still soaked, and there was no one around except Aglaia.
Not to mention the Wizarding Secret Realm, you can't even see the Muggle town.
...
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Until the evening, the two finally saw a small mountain town. This town had not been affected by the war. It stood quietly by the river, surrounded by fields, and looked very hazy in the rain.
Seeing the small town, Hoffa's spirits perked up. If there was a gathering place for Muggles, there would be food to eat. Only when you had enough food could you think about the secret realm of wizards.
They braved the heavy rain and came to the streets of the town like a race. It was time to eat at this moment. The aroma wafting from the streets and alleys made them salivate. Aglaia found a small restaurant and hurriedly ordered it.
Rushing in. After traveling all day, she couldn't wait for some food and drinks.
But Hoffa quickly stopped her: "Wait, did you bring any money?"
The clothes he was wearing were old clothes from Aglaia's father's youth, and there was not a penny in them.
"Of course I brought it!"
Aglaia excitedly put her hand into her pocket and took out several gold galleons.
"Look, it's not much, but it's enough for us."
Hoffa's face gradually turned pale when he saw the few galleons in her hand.
To be continued...