Chapter 2825 The Fleeing Wolf (8)

I slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. The hot bath relaxed my whole body and I was full of energy when I woke up, even though my muscles were a little sore from digging in the soil.

I went next door to find Van Helsing. He was shaving. After we all tidied up, the coachman was already waiting for us downstairs. I had not seen him since the day of the accident. He seemed to be doing well.

When we arrived at the church, the priest was holding a funeral. We waited in the carriage for the funeral to end.

Van Helsing told me about his investigation results at this time. The captain turned out to be a retired navy. After he retired, he married the daughter of a librarian with a meager income. After the marriage, the two gave birth to a daughter.

After a symbolic application of thin soil, the funeral ended, and the mother and daughter left surrounded by everyone.

I looked at the girl, and she noticed my gaze and looked at me, but she quickly shifted her gaze to the lowered coffin.

"Let's go," said Van Helsing, opening the carriage door.

I opened the other end. The people who were leaving after the funeral seemed to have discovered that the captain's grave had been dug up. They gathered together and talked about it. Just when I was about to ask, Van Helsing had already gone straight to Father John.

"I know what you want to ask." After the priest finished sprinkling the holy water in his hand, he looked at us and said, "If you want to say it, just say it here. I won't discuss that topic with you in the church."

"Where did the captain's body go?" asked Van Helsing.

"It has been burned. This will end his long suffering," the priest said.

I said it was undoctrinal, but the old man, not the clergyman, looked crazy.

"I mean this well, and I sympathize with his plight. He will not be able to be resurrected or go to heaven to be reunited with his family, but this will be beneficial to the entire community."

"His family also went to heaven?" Van Helsing asked.

"They all disappeared after the captain went crazy, and the village held a funeral for him."

"Are his ashes placed where he lived?" Van Helsing asked.

"Yes." The priest looked at Van Helsing. "How did you know?"

Van Helsing had got what he wanted, and after bidding a polite farewell to the priest, we returned to the carriage.

After a moment of silence, Van Helsing told me that before I came, two children had disappeared. One was missing during a game, they were playing hide-and-seek, and the other was missing late at night. We should pay close attention to stray children.

, and watch out for the man in the navy uniform, who asked me to warn the parents of the children that letting them wander outside now would be fatal.

Now I deeply feel that I am in a dangerous and strange incident. No wonder no one wants to come.

"You've done your best, you'd better go about your business," said Van Helsing.

I don't know what I should be busy with. Maybe like Van Helsing said, I have tried my best, and the next thing is beyond my ability.

I finally asked Van Helsing when we were going to explore Rice's castle. Van Helsing told me to be patient because there was nothing we could do now but wait.

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Before going out, Pomona put the recreational book back on the bookshelf. The Christmas vacation was coming to an end in a blink of an eye. She originally thought it was very long and shouldn't be used to sleep.

"Pomona."

She heard Severus' voice.

She picked up the double-sided mirror and saw his face.

"Where are you?"

"The Leaky Cauldron," she answered.

"Come out and wait for me at the door of the record store." He said, and then his face disappeared from the mirror.

Pomona glanced at the crowded bar and felt that his appearance here would not be something worth celebrating. Then she opened the door and came to Muggle London. The streets here were very spacious, not unlike those in London.

Corner Alley is crowded and crowded.

Just as she was about to arrive at the record store, a hand dragged her into the alley. She was about to use the spell to teach him a lesson, but she realized it was Severus.

His face was young and rosy, as if he had just run a long distance, and his breathing was still rapid.

He asked her to stand against the wall. London was not as cold as Scotland, but it rained all the time. The clothes soaked by the rain emitted an unpleasant smell after being heated by body temperature, even though he covered it up with sage.

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"Congratulations, you are also a father." She smiled stiffly.

He didn't seem to hear what she was saying, and his fingers touched her lips, feeling a rough pain.

"What father?" he asked.

"You are Draco Malfoy's godfather," she said.

He tried to touch her teeth with his fingers, but she didn't know what his hand had touched and turned away.

At this time, he took a step back. The cold air can keep people calm.

"Why didn't you drink the Polyjuice Potion?" he asked, leaning against the other wall.

"It was you who invited me to the concert," Pomona said.

"It's not a concert, it's a ballet."

"I prefer classical ballet. When did you become interested in watching ballet?"

He suddenly showed a weird smile, held her hand, and apparated to the Albert Hall.

This was built by Queen Victoria in memory of Prince Albert. It was originally planned to be a museum of art and science. From the outside, it looks like a large yurt, but people prefer to call it a "village hall", although officially

The introduction calls it an antique Roman architecture.

The decoration inside was mainly red. The "friend" who gave Severus the ticket had a box on the third floor. Although the location was not very good, it was the first time for Pomona to enter the box to watch a ballet, and it felt very fresh.

Today's performance was a modern ballet performed by the Royal Ballet. She was not interested in this style of ballet. The band was still tuning when they entered, and the chairman's seat was vacant.

"I heard that the Prince of Wales is coming today." Severus said with excitement.

She looked at him in shock.

"That's why I invited you to come to the show today." Severus said.

"Are we here to see a show or are we here to see the prince?" Pomona asked.

But none of this mattered to Severus, who was as happy as a child.

She shook her head and picked up the program. There were no princes, princesses, swans, or sleeping beauty in modern ballet, but there was "Uptown Girl".

Due to the presence of a "distinguished guest", the performance was 10 minutes later than the pre-announced time. The prince came to his box and everyone present applauded in that direction.

"Where is the princess?" Pomona looked at the box for a long time, but did not see the princess.

"You'll find out later," Severus said, pretending to be mysterious.

As the curtain slowly opened, a piece of jazz music played. The first person to appear was the principal actor of the Royal Ballet. After his appearance, he extended his hand towards the backstage, as if to invite someone.

Then Pomona saw a female dancer wearing a champagne-colored dress...

"oh!"

Pomona exclaimed along with the rest of the audience.

Severus smiled triumphantly, as if he had known this would happen.

Many people know that the Princess of Wales can dance ballet, and it has been published in newspapers, but in social situations, she behaves more elegantly and dignified, like a real princess.

Pomona looked at the Prince of Wales again. Although there was no expression on his face, it was completely different from the relaxed smile on his face when he first entered.

Maybe the princess's original intention was to give the prince a "New Year surprise". In fact, it didn't make much difference whether the subsequent performance was watched or not, because everyone was talking about the "gossip" they had just received.

If she was aware of it, she looked towards another box, where the guests were looking at her through opera binoculars.

She felt that it was very impolite for him to do this, even if it was in a public place, so she reached out and pulled the curtain of the box over to block his view, but she could still notice it.

It was like he was a hunter hiding in the dark, but unfortunately, she was the prey.

She glanced at Severus, but he still didn't notice, and she wanted to beat him angrily.

Later, she dragged him to leave early because she felt there was nothing interesting to see.
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