The Evil God of Hogwarts - Chapter 377

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The old brick walls were covered with mosses, and in the sun, the whole building showed a heavy sense of history. Passing through the tall arches and the dome corridor, Xing Ze came to the interior of the University of Brest.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell what era he was in. Along the way, the old style and dusty corners made him feel like he had returned to the past. But once he entered the college, the shiny glass windows and cement-structured teaching buildings brought him back to the modern era.

The brass lampposts on both sides of the aisle were not wicks, but light bulbs. Colorful banners for celebrations were hung on the historic stone walls. The wooden signposts at the corner were deliberately made old.

Things like these made Xing Ze feel contradictory. He stopped at the map at the entrance, looking for the address of the Unsolved Mysteries Association, but obviously, no one would be stupid enough to mark this thing on the college map.

He frowned and thought about it. The University of Brest is equivalent to a city within a city, with a fairly complete functional system, shops, residences, restaurants, greenhouses for vegetables and fruits, and a school hospital that can rival regular hospitals.

Even if the entire perimeter of the university is paralyzed, as long as the water and electricity are normal, this side can operate normally. But at the same time, this also brings a problem, it is easy to get lost. Although maps are provided at each entrance, the use of maps is really limited because the new and old buildings are intertwined.

After thinking for a while, Xing Ze decided to ask acquaintances for help. He determined the location of the history department and headed in that direction.

Emily should have joined a club in the school. This kind of secret society is quite common in foreign countries, and some well-known clubs even need to go through a series of rigorous tests before entering.

Xing Ze is not sure what kind of group the Unsolved Mysteries Association is, but from the name of the outside world, it probably belongs to that kind of secret society.

He also wanted to find a student to ask around, but when he noticed the strange eyes of the people around him, he gave up this idea.

Muggle universities are different from Hogwarts. In this era, not many Orientals will appear here. Xing Ze is no different from a precious animal to them, and it is the kind of animal that everyone avoids.

The unfriendly eyes have been accompanying him to the history school. If he wanted to find Emily, he had to ask the teacher or the students.

His eyes were cast towards the small football field not far away, where two teams were playing. There were only a few spectators in the stands, and some of them seemed to be substitutes.

A few minutes later, Xing Ze sat next to a man who looked like a coach. This guy was fat, and his chin flesh was squeezed into a ball, looking like a large toad.

He was concentrating on watching the situation on the field, slapping his legs and cursing from time to time, wishing he could go to the field himself, so he didn’t notice Xing Ze’s arrival at all.

“Idiot, pass the ball, damn it, you are simply the stupidest class I have ever coached.” The coach’s saliva flew everywhere, and the fat on his face trembled.

“Which team are you coaching?”

Xing Ze’s sudden interruption made the coach stunned. He turned his head and looked over. After seeing Xing Ze, his short eyebrows that were already wrinkled together tightened a little. The coach didn’t intend to answer at all, but put his attention back on the field.

Xing Ze was not in a hurry, but enjoyed the game for a while. Until the coach couldn’t stand it anymore and asked, “What do you want to do?”

“To find out something.” Xing Ze replied calmly, his eyes did not leave the court.

“Listen, man, don’t make trouble. This is not the place for you.”

“Then where do you suggest I go?” Xing Ze turned his head and stared at him.

For some reason, the fat coach got goose bumps all over his body. He turned his face away and said anxiously, “Go to a cool place. Don’t… don’t stay here.”

He trembled slightly when he spoke, and the eye contact just now made him feel like he was being stared at by a beast. For him, who was used to being arrogant on weekdays, this humiliation made him very annoyed, not to mention that he was scared away by an Oriental.

“I think it’s quite cool here, and there’s a game to watch.” Xing Ze smiled, he put away his eyes and watched the game again.

The coach’s lost courage returned to his body, and he whispered with a slight threat: “If you stay here, I promise you won’t have a good time.”

The threat is just right. He thought proudly in his heart, hoping that the outsider would leave tactfully, because he really didn’t want to use his huge physique to bully a thin young man, which would make people laugh and reduce his prestige in the football team.

Unexpectedly, Xing Ze did not leave, he still sat steadily in the distance, as if nothing had happened.

The coach’s self-esteem was challenged unprecedentedly, he exhaled a long breath, and said again: “Hey, did you hear me?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a police ID appeared in front of him. He didn’t expect the other party to have such a trick, and the unexpected ID caught him off guard.

He reached out to take the police ID and compared it three times in a row, each time longer than the last. In the end, the football coach seemed to compromise and returned the ID to Xing Ze.

“Okay, officer, can I help you with anything?” The coach’s tone was stiff and reluctant.

“I’m asking about a club. Have you heard of the Unsolved Mysteries Society?”

“Then you must have the wrong person, officer.” The coach took off his baseball cap. “As you can see, I’m just a football coach. If you ask me about the cheerleading team, I can give you some advice.”

Xing Ze smiled faintly and said, “Think about it again, sir, don’t be so anxious, the game has only entered the second half.”

“Regarding the club’s affairs, you should ask a teacher. Not a coach. I only care that these guys can last the whole game, not panting like a woman not long after playing. As for other things, it has nothing to do with me. I am too lazy to care.”

“Where can I find the teacher in charge of the club?”

“You don’t need to look for it. Do you see the guy on my left? Short hair, wearing a light blue shirt.” The coach lowered his voice and winked, fearing that Xing Ze would find the wrong person.

“Uh-huh.”

“That’s it. He’s in charge of all the clubs in the history department, including the sports club. You can ask him.”

“I will. But before that, I want to ask about someone. Thomas Kimball, he’s a professor here, do you have any impression of him?”

The coach wiped the sweat from his forehead, paid attention to the game on the field, and then resisted the urge to spit out a curse and replied: “No, I don’t know him. Does he like football?”

“I don’t know.”

“That’s out of the question, I only drink with other coaches and physical education teachers. We have our own circle.” The coach said seriously, “You know what a circle means.”

He made circles with his fingers to further explain to Xing Ze, “A small circle, only people who like football and sports are welcome. Nerds are not welcome.”

Xing Ze nodded and digested the conversation a little.

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