Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

On the other side, on the rooftop away from the city center.

Alexe, who was struggling to sort out his confused thoughts, was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, looking at Frank who appeared in the center of the snow out of thin air, and there was a wry smile on his face. Well, he decided to temporarily give up thinking about the principle of this unscientific event.

In any case, enough happened tonight, even if the other party said he was a wizard, he believed it.

"In simple terms, I am a wizard, for example ..."

Frank looked directly at Alexey's eyes and said seriously.

As the young wizard spoke, he raised his wand and tapped gently on the twisted glasses of the middle-aged researcher.

"Restored as before."

With a slight crackle, the glasses that were damaged by American intelligence personnel during the scuffle were restored to their original state.

"..."

Alexey took his glasses and looked closely. A strange color flashed in his eyes. He put on his glasses again and said nothing.

"That ... if it can, it might make me ..."

Frank glanced at Alexe, whose nose was still bleeding, and pointed to the wand in his hand, revealing a friendly smile. Although he was not good at treatment, he could still solve this minor injury.

Alexey glanced at the little wooden stick in Frank's hand, and his eyebrows stirred, making a whimper.

"Thank you."

With the sound of a strange spell, he felt the pain in his nose eased a lot.

Touching his nose curiously, Alexei turned his head and looked at Frank calmly.

"Okay, now you can explain to me, what do your wizards want from me, after all, from the current situation, you didn't intend to reveal your identity-say, your Claim."

"According to the work regulations in the manual, I should not have sent you an invitation again today, but since this happened, I think it may be possible to try again. We hope you can accept our employment and participate in the follow-up Go to scientific research and some educational work that may be needed ... Of course, that will be later ... "

Frank swallowed and swallowed, speaking nervously.

As the young destiny employee said, he took out a crumpled letter with strange marks on his back and handed it to Alex.

Although the seal looks intact, it seems that it has been opened many times from the paper.

"By the way, this is a recommendation letter from Mr. Makarov, the director of Nikolaev Shipyard. You can see that we are different from Americans, British, and most non-magical bureaucratic governments. , We are not for war and hegemony. "

"... Makarov in the Black Sea? Oh, I didn't expect you to persuade him."

Alex raised an eyebrow and took the envelope without opening it hurriedly and asked after a moment of meditation.

"Besides me, you have also contacted those scientific researchers. Is everyone responsible like me?"

"Some are, some are in charge of a few, and all I know seems to be Mr. Valerianovich, Mr. Chomočka, Ms. Arshipovna, Ms. Poposa and others ... ... after all, not everyone is like you, well ... "

"Tough, stubborn?"

Alexei grinned, then followed Frank's words without concern, looking at the glorious city lights in the distance, slowly sighed, and said with some emotion.

"The stubborn old man of the Soviet Academy of Experimental Physics, the lunatic of the Szczerov Mathematics Institute, the strong woman of the Landau Institute ... You are all trying to wipe out all the top people of our time in one go. ——With these people, it is enough to start from scratch and establish more than half of the complete Soviet scientific and technological system. "

"Uh, in fact, as far as I know, most of them are the same as you ... well, they are stubborn."

Frank scratched his cheek awkwardly, and said in frustration.

"For now, it seems that the old Russians at the All-Russian Institute of Biology and Mendeleev Institute have agreed to the invitation. Most of the rest are still in contact ..."

"So, what are you going to do specifically for us?"

Alex raised his hand and interrupted Frank's words, asking curiously.

"I mean specific work, studying nuclear bombs? Or nuclear power? It's not like, let's see the door like Americans do? After all, what these old guys can do, that's all ..."

"I actually don't know about this ..."

Frank spread his hands helplessly and looked at Alexey's eyes and replied.

"The task I received was just to protect your safety during this time, and at the same time try to persuade you to join our Destiny Group's potato retail store for basic cash register and sales work. Even the contract is all over there Sign. "

"Soil, potato shop ?! Let's go to work as salesperson and cashier?"

A strange look appeared on Alexey's face, and he repeated it in disbelief.

"Yes, alas ..."

After glancing at Alexe's reaction, Frank sighed silently in his heart. According to his usual experience, when the topic reached this position, it was almost over, and he had to erase the memory again and prepare for the next communication.

Count the records on the envelope. From January to the present, this situation has happened almost a hundred times?

So next ... 101st time?

After a moment of silence, Alexe glanced at the bread loaf that had become cold on the side of the roof, and subconsciously pushed the intact glasses on the bridge of his nose, softly and thoughtfully.

"That is to say ... your permission can only be stopped at the potato store, and the rest of the content will be explained by the person in charge at a higher level, but once I accept this invitation, it is not so. Can I simply quit? "

"Yes." The young wizard nodded again, his wand tight.

"Since this is the case, I agree, and take me to work at the potato store tomorrow."

"I'm sorry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't know more ... Eh ?! What are you talking about?"

"After all, from tomorrow on, I am just an ordinary unemployed person. After the news of the closing of the institute came out, Natasha and they certainly could n’t hide it. I had to find a new job, Right? "

Alexei stood up, picked up the bread bag next to him, and pouted his lips, so he said easily.

"Someone like you, if you can participate in this kind of work, then there are only two possibilities-first, you have an extremely powerful force behind you; second, your organizer is a naive Idealist; of course, or, both ... "

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