When he opened his eyes again, he did not know how much ti had passed. The dim yellow sunlight shone through the window and through the refraction of the milky white bricks, and it made people feel as if they were in the dusk.
He moved his fingers and did not feel any more nerve signals delay. Only then did Little Kun turn his head and look around, sitting up from the bed he was lying on.
The room he was in was very simple. There were four walls of white brick walls, milky white tiles floor, three beds separated by dical curtains. Other than the bedside table next to each bed, there was no other dical equipnt.
He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists to feel the strength, and then opened the thin quilt to look at it. He found that there was nothing else on his body except elastic shorts.
After covering himself with the blanket again, Little Kun's gaze beca unfocused, but a storm was brewing in his mind.
'I was tricked into crossing over. My age decreased by 7 years. 17 - 7 = 11... After all, there were only a few hours left before I crossed over to 18 years old, and so many things happened after I crossed over. It must have been a long ti, so I am now 11 years old...'
Looking at his surroundings again, Little Kun continued to ponder in his heart, 'Look at my surroundings. Did I pass the curse of Rubik's Cube, who was in the early stage of transmigration... Also, what happened to my body before I fainted? I vaguely rember that sothing exploded...
Creak -
There was the sound of a heart-wrenching turning. The ward door opened, and a western man in a windbreaker walked out of the ward.
"You woke up the child." The man's voice was very gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the patient, making people unable to help but have a good impression of him.
"Uh... hello, sir." He had just woken up from his coma, and there were still many things he hadn't figured out. Suddenly, a stranger interrupted his thoughts. Little Kun couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he could only simply greet him.
"You too." The man smiled and stepped forward. He ca to the side of the hospital bed and looked down at the child, who looked a little confused. He said softly, "Mr. Coven Quinn."
"Ah?" Little Kun was even more confused.
"What I an is," The man pursed his lips and smiled. He opened his mouth again. "We know your na, Coven Quinn, right?"
"Kun..." Little Kun subconsciously spat out a word, and then his face beca helpless. He lowered his head as if he had no strength left in his neck and said, "Okay, yes, yes, I am Quinn... Coven Quinn."
The man did not notice the child's emotions. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I am Robert Heirwin. Before we talk about other things, we need to know where your relatives are. After all..."
As he spoke, the man nad Roberto Hyr reached out and picked up an envelope from the bedside table. He raised his hand and waved it in front of Kun. "After I sent you to the hospital last night, the admission notice was sent over, so we need to contact your family."
"Family..." A helpless emotion surfaced on his face. "Mr. Hyr, can I ask... how did you know my na?"
"This question..." Robert Hyr pondered for a mont before replying with a smile, "Although many situations need to be kept secret, you are the victim after all, so I can give you a brief hint."
Under Little Kun's nervous gaze, Robert Haimo continued, "Yesterday, the person who kidnapped you was using a death curse on you. My colleague and I could only use a heavy hand on him. So after you escaped the death curse, the murderer was already close to death with serious injuries."
Robert Haimo did not notice the nervousness that Little Kun showed. Instead, he continued, "After confirming that the murderer was unable to be treated, my colleague could only barely pull out a trace of the murderer's mory. So, we learned your na from the mory threads in those few minutes."
'Death Curse...'
'mory extracted...'
Listening to these unfamiliar yet sowhat familiar words and recalling everything that had happened after crossing the world, it was unknown how long it took for Kun to finally co to a realization, and a term appeared in his mind - Harry Potter!
"Mr. Quinn, Mr. Quinn!"
"Ah? Oh, what did you say?" Coming back to his senses from his trance, Kun imdiately stopped thinking.
"I an, can you tell now how to find your family?" Robert Heirwin asked.
"Family..." Kun sighed helplessly and shook his head. "I might... not be able to find them..."
"It doesn't matter to the children." Robert Heirwin said softly, "We already thought of so possibilities, so I brought this from the departnt."
As he spoke, Robert Heirwin reached into his pocket and pulled out sothing that was less than ten centiters in diater, similar to a dial.
"Can you give a drop of blood?" Robert Heirwin held the dial in his palm and said at the sa ti, "This thing can help us find your family."
Coven* was a little resistant, but he could not think of any reason to refuse at the mont. He could only make a slightly excited expression and raise his right hand.
[*TL Note: From this on, Kun will be called Coven.]
"Don't be afraid of children. It's just like being bitten by a mosquito." Robert Heirwin comforted him in a soft voice. He took out a wooden stick from his pocket with his empty right hand and tapped lightly on the palm of Coven's hand.
It was like being bitten by a mosquito, and then a drop of blood seed to be pulled by a wooden stick and placed in the middle of the dial.
Then Robert Heirwin stared at the dial and began to silently mutter sothing. The only pointer on the dial began to slowly turn and finally stopped at six o'clock in the direction of the dial.
Seeing this, Robert Heirwin frowned slightly, then put the dial back into his pocket and stared at Coven, who was waiting for an answer. He couldn't help but sigh softly.
"I'm very sorry, child." After a pause, Robert Hyr continued, "Very bad news... your family is no longer in this world. I'm sorry."
His gaze froze, and then he emptied his mind. It was as if The news had hit coven and his mind was blank.
However, Coven was greatly relieved in his heart, thinking that he had finally managed to fool him again.
As the footsteps left, Coven focused his attention back on reality. Looking at Robert Hyr's back as he left, his heart was constantly churning with plans.
However, the ti and place were wrong. Even though there were many plans that were constantly erging in his mind, they might not be able to be perfectly implented.
"Tsk..." He raised his hand and scratched his head in annoyance. Coven was a little regretful. Why did he only get a rough understanding of Harry Potter's work?
Why was he not interested in 'Harry Potter'?
Oh yes, it was because the world view was too small.
After all, the humans of the New Era had already rushed out of the universe, and the book was still fighting in a few big places, so he only read the first movie in a general way. The rest of the things were all casually browsed on the Internet.
"What else do you rember..." When Coven thought of this, he couldn't help but feel more distressed. He could only rember the general plot of Harry Potter and the magic stone.
Among them, there was Harry Potter, Hermione, and... red hair...
There was also Dumbledore, Snape... what was else?
However, the na that was rembered the clearest in the entire work was Voldemort. After all, it was no longer a na or na. In the New Era, it could still be heard from the ga about who was an old Voldemort or sothing...
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