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You know, the Chinese government has said that their Xuxian people are thousands of years old.
Suddenly, Moscow became lively.
Tefan sat in the back seat of a car parked on the side of the road, looking through the window at the pedestrians hurrying by outside.
"Mr. Farid, what are they doing?"
Farid, who was holding the steering wheel, turned his head and said: "They are all helping."
"Help who? Me?"
"No one else can cause such a sensation except you."
"No, no, no, there are many people who are better than me, teachers, the mountain gate, Hogwarts, and those in the pyramid."
"Those in the pyramid?" Farid muttered. "Who are they?"
“They are chaos.”
"Can you give me more details?"
"I don't know much, but there must be records in the library at No. 17. If you are interested... Oh, enthusiastic sister."
Tefan was talking when he suddenly pointed out the window at a girl passing by the car and said, "She's a good person. Can we let her get in the car?"
Farid looked out the window, opened the car door very swiftly, and grabbed the girl's wrist.
She seemed very anxious. While struggling to break free, she yelled angrily without looking back: "Let me go, I'm not in the mood for chatting up now!"
"Are you sure?"
Feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar, she subconsciously turned her head to see the man holding her, and asked in surprise, "Is it you?"
"And me." The rear window moved down, revealing half of the boy's face. "Hello again, sister."
"Mr. Tefan, no!" Farid was startled and quickly pressed the button to close the car window.
Then he motioned for the girl to get on the passenger seat, closed the door, and said, "Mr. Tefan, if someone sees you here, we won't be able to leave."
"We can fly out."
Cars can fly? Do we have the technology to do that?
Farid was stunned for a moment before he realized that Tefan referred to extraordinary means.
"What are you doing?" Tefan asked the girl.
"Look for No. 17. Didn't you say that the teachers there can identify talents? Maybe I have one?!" Her face was flushed, partly because of the surprise of meeting the boy again, and partly because of the intense exercise.
Tefan opened his mouth to say something, but Farid, who had taken out his phone and looked at it for a while, spoke first: "We've counted the locations of the bars. Mr. Tefan, shall we go check them out now?"
"Right now!" He was excited and a little anxious. "It's been too long. I'm going to be late!"
Hearing this, Farid decisively started the car, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, but then stepped on the brake again.
The road was so crowded with pedestrians that even bicycles could not move, let alone cars.
Farid looked around and said, "It's probably not possible to drive. Let's just walk."
He took out three face towels from the storage box on the car door and handed them to the girl and Tefan respectively: "Maybe you don't like it, but I'm sorry, Mr. Tefan, in order to avoid being surrounded by people, you have to..."
"We'll fly!"
Tefan reached into his sleeve with his right hand and pulled out a wooden staff: "Waza!"
The moment the spell came out, Farid and the girl felt a force pulling them down, with their backs pressed against the seats.
At the same time, the crowd in sight sank and disappeared, followed by the rooftops, until only the blue sky and white clouds remained before our eyes.
Farid stuck his head out of the car window and looked down at the shrunken city.
This is the extraordinary... Not relying on machinery, but using one's own strength to break free from the shackles of the earth.
How fascinating...
Desire welled up in his eyes: "Mr. Tefan, is it possible for me to become someone like you?"
"You have to ask the teacher."
The answer was as expected. Farid took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the waves in his heart: "Mr. Tefan, fly to the right."
Tefan raised his wooden staff, and the car turned on the spot and sped to the right.
Thanks to flying, they didn't have to waste too much time on the road, checking each bar one by one.
Every time they arrived at a store, the car would slowly lower its altitude and hover more than 20 meters above the ground. Tefan was originally planning to land on the ground, but Farid advised against it because they would be overwhelmed by the crazy crowd.
Afterwards, Tefan went into the bar alone in stealth to find out whether No. 17 was there.
But after flying from morning to evening, the three still couldn't find the entrance.
On the way to the next bar.
Although he was not the one controlling the car, Farid subconsciously gripped the steering wheel tightly while chatting with Tefan in the back seat: "Mr. Tefan, is your ability to make the car fly the same as Dumbledore's?"
"How could that be." Tefan looked at him from the window, "I just used magic to lift the car up. Headmaster Dumbledore's car is a magical creature."
"Magical creature?" The two people in front turned their heads in astonishment. "Isn't that a sedan?"
"Have you ever seen a flying car?"
"But... we have never seen a magical creature that looks exactly like a car. In other words, how could a creature look like a car?"
"Hmm..." Tefan scratched his head, "I don't understand why Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to turn the Pegasus into a sedan... Maybe it's his personal hobby?"
"What a weird hobby." The girl rubbed her arms and rubbed them. "What kind of horrible magic is that that can actually change the shape of a creature!"
After rubbing her arms until they were hot, she felt the horror in her heart ease a little, and then asked with lingering fear: "Is that kind of magic difficult to learn?"
"It's easy to get started, but mastering it requires hard study and practice. To reach the proficiency of Headmaster Dumbledore, you need a certain amount of talent."
Farid said with a frightened face: "If this magic is learned by people with bad intentions... Wait, I remember some legends I have read, such as the story of meat sheep, where people are turned into sheep and sold to butchers.
Could these... not be legends?"
The girl's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. She turned her head slightly and glanced at Tefan with her peripheral vision: "Um... do you know this kind of magic?"
"I don't know magic."
Just as the two of them were getting more anxious, Tefan added cheerfully, "I've learned a similar technique."
Farid froze.
Before, he always imagined how extraordinary power would make the world a better place, but he forgot that power can not only construct, but also destroy.
"Tefan... uh... Mr. Tefan." The girl looked hesitant and stammered, "The story Farid just told... is it a legend or true?"
"Well, the legend should occupy a part, and the rest is the truth."
In other words, are there really people who were turned into animals and sold to butcher shops?
They shuddered with fear and shivered unconsciously.
Noticing the two's abnormality, Tefan smiled and comforted them: "Don't worry, with the teacher here, the witch will no longer have the opportunity to harm humans."
He also came up with a new term - witch.
Farid knew something about witches, a mysterious group with special and strange abilities.
Of course, these are all rumors and mentions in fictional literary works, and it is most likely not the same thing as what Tefan said.
The girl was equally curious, and her curiosity even overwhelmed her awe and fear of the extraordinary.
"Is a witch a witch?"
"A witch is a witch. Both men and women can become witches."
"Are they bad guys?"
"I've never seen them do anything good."
"Mr. Tefan, we're here," Farid reminded.
Tefan floated the car in the air as he did before, and then disappeared.
The remaining two people were silent, and you could hear a pin drop in the car.
Finally, the girl started the conversation: "Do you still want to get in touch with the extraordinary?"
"Why not?" Farid had obviously calmed down and his tone returned to a steady state.
"Even after listening to Mr. Tefan?"
"Even after listening to Mr. Tefan."
"But... it's dangerous."
Danger?
Farid smiled, rolled down the car window and stuck his head out, looking down at the crowd on the ground holding up their phones and taking pictures.
"If the extraordinary is really as dangerous as Mr. Tefan said, getting close to, understanding, and familiar with them will give you a better chance of survival.
After all, you don’t want to be turned into a sheep, slaughtered, skinned, and hung on a hook to be sold without any ability to resist. "
The girl lowered her head and said nothing, as if she was struggling with whether she should stay away from Tefan immediately or follow Farid's example.
Perhaps he understood her thoughts, Farid said speechlessly: "Why do you think that as long as you stay with Mr. Tefan, you will have the hope of becoming extraordinary?"
“……” The girl was very angry, but didn’t know how to refute.
In the past, the unhappiness in her heart did not subside, but accumulated instead.
Just when she couldn't help but burst into curse, a scream suddenly came from the ground.
"Look inside the bar!"
"what is that?!"
The two men rolled down the car windows and stuck their heads out to look out.
Because the car was parked right above the bar, after watching for a long time I only saw the crowd rushing towards the bar entrance.
This made the girl anxious: "We have to find a way to get down quickly!"
"Aren't you planning to stay away from the extraordinary?"
"I'm just thinking about it!"