228 Chapter 28, the Incredible Island

At dawn the next day, distorted sunlight shone out from the clouds again, as if it didn't need to go through the process of sunrise and sunset, it appeared there out of thin air.

Hoffa entered the forest again, this time with two more men beside him. One has blond hair and a rugged face. His name is Aldo, and he has a bad temper, but when he sees bugs, he is as scared as a child.

And the man with red hair is named Anker. He has a feminine appearance and a pair of narrow eyes. He was the guy who didn't forget to trip him up when they were running together in the sea of ​​insects. It can be said that he was broken.

Although it is reluctant to reach an agreement and cooperation with enemies of different camps, it is also helpless under the situation. This reminded him of the Hogwarts War in the wizarding world more than 50 years later. If Voldemort hadn't appeared, maybe Gryffindor wouldn't have cooperated with Slytherin anyway.

After re-entering the forest, the trio's nerves were stretched to the extreme because of what happened yesterday. With sticks in hand, they tiptoed about, trying not to make any noise.

In the woods, curtain-like fungi hang down from the branches. Huge flowers bloom in mud pits and float on stagnant pools. The arthropod insects I saw yesterday hid, and some huge slugs hovered and squirmed on the tree trunk, leaving a sticky liquid like snot, shining.

Hoffa and Anker are not bad, but they are always on guard against possible dangers.

But Aldo couldn't take it anymore, his teeth chattered as he walked: "This damn island is so disgusting, every creature is so disgusting."

"Cheer up, Aldo."

"Just gastropods," Anker said.

"No class or family, no insects."

Aldo grumbled. He just finished speaking. A slug more than half a meter long fell from the tree and opened its sticky tongue to Aldo. He pulled out his stick and slapped it hard on the ground like a nerve reflex, killing it on the ground.

Look at the still wriggling body.

Aldo vomited it out directly, and after he vomited, he said hoarsely: "Such a large body is really unusual, is it some kind of magical creature?"

Anker squatted down, flipped through the worm's corpse, sucked his finger again, and spit out a mouthful.

"There is no magic power fluctuation, this is not a magical creature."

His disgusting movement nearly made Aldo faint.

Hoffa touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "Do you feel a little strange? About the location of this island."

"What do you think?"

Anker asked.

"The English Channel should be one of the busiest straits in the world. Let alone islands in this strait, every inch of the bottom of the sea has been completely excavated. How could there be such a completely unexplored landform?" Primitive island."

Anker immediately retorted: "How can you be sure that this island was formed naturally, maybe it was a secret realm developed by an ancient wizard? It was cast with the Muggle Repelling Curse, so that the Muggles could not find it."

"It's not a secret realm."

Hoffa said with certainty.

"How can you be sure this is not a secret place?"

Anker said.

"I have my own means of distinguishing secret realms. I don't need to explain them to you. You just need to know that this place is definitely not a secret realm."

"Sorry, Mr. Bach, I still reserve my point of view. If it weren't for the secret realm, it would be impossible for these strange creatures to be born in the natural environment."

"Can you stop arguing, are you still looking for Flamel?"

Aldo impatiently said with a stick: "Wait until we find her, maybe there is only a pair of bones left."

Hoffa and Anker stopped arguing about the origin of the island and continued walking deeper into the jungle.

Anker walked in the front to open the way, Hoffa walked in the middle, and Aldo walked in the back. After walking through a gloomy river swamp full of animal carcasses, Anker, who was walking in the front, suddenly raised his arm to signal the team to stop.

"Look, there's a house over there," he said.

Hoffa and Aldo walked to him after hearing the words. Sure enough, on the river bed in front of him, a three-story log cabin stood alone. Covered with moss. It stands alone in the forest of fallen leaves, and it looks very strange and out of place.

"Sure enough, my guess was correct."

Anker swore: "This must be the building left by the wizard who created this secret realm."

Looking at the extremely weird building, Hoffa also murmured in his heart. Could it be that this is really a secret realm of wizards, since his system didn't give any hints at all.

"Let's go and have a look."

Anker greeted Aldo and planned to enter the house.

"Don't go in."

Aldo said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just don't go in."

He lowered his head and stammered.

Anker asked puzzledly: "Aldo, what's the matter, you have not been quite right since yesterday."

"This is my childhood house."

Aldo said with a pale face.

After Aldo said a word, Hoffa and Anker immediately stopped moving.

Anker: "Your house, what are you kidding, aren't you from Berlin? How did your house come to such a place?"

"I'm not kidding you, Anker, this wall, this chimney, this courtyard, I will never forget it in fifty years."

"I fucked your monster gargoyle," Anker scolded, "Have you lost your mind and gone crazy, what are you thinking in your head, can you admit your mistake?"

"He didn't lie."

Hoffa, who had been silent all this time, spoke, "This island is wrong, everything is wrong. The bricks and stones, as well as the style, look like a house produced during the Weimar Republic in the early 20th century. This house can only appear on the streets of Berlin." , it is impossible to appear in the virgin forest."

Anker's face was gloomy, and he listened without saying a word.

Hoffa turned his steps and slowly circled the room.

"If this place was created by a wizard, why did he leave a Muggle-style residential building here? It's meaningless to think about it, unless the purpose of this house is to show someone of."

Anker: "Aldo, tell me what happened?"

"Nothing, let's go."

Aldo's legs trembled.

"Why are you leaving, is Flamel in this house?"

"how could I know!?"

Aldo looked a little excited.

"Then let's go in and have a look?" Hoffa said.

"Impossible, look at this house, it's broken down like this, it looks like someone is staying here...!"

He seemed to be strangled by some invisible monster, and suddenly let out a trembling and short sound.

I saw an orange candle suddenly lit up in the dilapidated house. The candlelight was warm and bright, but in this scene it was creepy.

Hoffa and Anker looked at each other, Aldo's legs twitched, his face was pale, and he stood there like petrified.

"There are people here."

Anker backed away slowly: "It's not a good idea to stay here."

Hoffa glanced at him contemptuously, thinking that this guy just asked his companion why he didn't go in, but when he saw that there were indeed people inside, he immediately thought of retreating.

But contempt is nothing, he also moved back. Before the matter became clear, he felt that it was better to keep a distance from this weird house.

But when he and Anker retreated together, Aldo seemed to be dazed, with a sweaty face, and walked slowly towards the dilapidated room.

"Aldo, I was just joking, it's not too late to go in after surveying first." Anker shouted softly behind him.

However, Aldo seemed to have never heard of it, and he walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the dilapidated house with the candles on.

The door opened suddenly.

A woman wearing a headscarf appeared at the door. She had a simple appearance and a lot of money, a typical European housewife's attire.

"Aldo, are you back?"

"I'm back."

Aldo said hoarsely.

"Come in, I just made lunch."

"I have two friends."

Aldo pointed behind him.

"Friend, that's great, let's come in together."

The woman stood at the door and warmly greeted Hoffa and Anker. This weird scene made Hoffa's scalp tingle. After finding out that the person in the room was not Chloe, he just wanted to leave this weird place quickly.

However, inexplicable mist billowed out from every corner of the forest, and all the forest was blurred, as if only the dilapidated hut was left in the world.

Hoffa's face was covered with cold sweat, he looked at Aldo who had already entered the room, and gritted his teeth: "Damn it!"

He strode forward, before Aldo, and tried to stop him, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman grabbed his wrist. She held Hoffa with one hand and Anker with the other with a smile, and pulled them in. out of the house.

Anker in the distance is already too imaginary, and he wants to leave here. But no matter which direction he ran, all he could see was the white mist. No matter how far he ran, when he turned around, the house was there without moving.

In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Hoffa and Aldo into the weird house.

After entering the room, the middle-aged woman warmly entertained the three of Hoffa, pouring water and making snacks.

But aside from her own, genuine smile, the atmosphere in the room was eccentric as hell.

Aldo had a complex look, full of nostalgia, hatred and emotion. Anker's eyes rolled back and forth, sometimes gloomy and sometimes restless. Hoffa, on the other hand, lowered his head and turned the cup on the table.

None of the three expressed any opinion on the current situation.

The woman put a box of hard candies on the table, bent over and hugged Aldo's head, and said softly: "Your father has divorced me, and no one will beat you again, Aldo, don't mess around in the future." How about running?"

Aldo nodded mechanically.

The woman let go of him happily and turned to Hoffa.

"You look about the same age as Aldo, are you his classmate?"

Hoffa thought that he didn't look like he was about the same age as Aldo, and Anker was only about the same age as Aldo.

But in this weird environment, he didn't want to think about the confusion in these details.

He nodded: "Yes."

"What about you?" The woman asked Anker again: "Did you find him?"

Anker forced a smile: "Yes, I found him."

"Great, you are so kind."

The woman actually shed tears of gratitude: "I knew that there are still a lot of good people in this world, let's have a meal together. I cooked beef and potatoes, although it was very simple. By the way, Aldo, there was a very kind man yesterday. Girl, accompany me to distribute flyers in Berlin to find you."

Aldo's eyes were dull and his tone was hoarse: "Really?"

The middle-aged woman raised her head and shouted upstairs: "Chloe, honey, come down and have a meal together, my child is back."

Hearing her shout, a girl with long red hair and lavender eyes ran down from the second floor.

Before she finished the stairs, she saw Hoffa sitting at the dining table, covering his mouth immediately, and shouted in shock: "You, why are you here!?"

Hoffa stood up like an electric shock, Anker also stood up, and the two aimed at the kitchen knife in the kitchen at the same time.

The peaceful appearance that was created just now was torn apart in an instant, and they all had the same thing in their minds, whoever grabbed the kitchen knife first would be the boss.

Aldo secretly took Anker's palm and whispered, "Don't be here."

There was a rare hint of pleading in his voice.

Anker was unmoved in the slightest. He shook off his palm and stood there like a stone pillar, his eyes of prey kept turning back and forth between Chloe and Hoffa.

In the end, Hoffa gave up the idea of ​​grabbing the kitchen knife and sat down first. He breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "I understand."

A middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen with a pot and greeted the three warmly.

"Come on, sit down, Chloe, after dinner, I'll take you to the nearby police station."

Chloe ran to the middle-aged woman and asked in surprise, "Who is your child?"

The middle-aged woman pointed at Aldo: "Look, it's exactly the same as the one on the flyer, isn't it cute?"

Chloe exclaimed, "He's almost as old as you!"

The woman looked at her in confusion, as if she didn't know what she was talking about.

Aldo: "Shut up, Flamel!!" Then he said to the middle-aged woman: "Can I have a few words with my friends alone?"

The woman was a little surprised, then relieved: "Of course, my dear."

She turned and walked out the door, closing the door behind her.

As soon as the middle-aged woman left, it was like a horn of chaos was blowing in the small kitchen. Everything is on the verge of out of control and chaos.

Anker shouted first: "Damn it, Aldo, is that your mother? Didn't you say your mother died long ago, so what is that woman, a ghost?"