Hope's inquiry didn't get the result, or, before the result came, he was interrupted by a phone call.

The call was from Jonathan. According to Jonathan, a strange female customer insisted on entering the store, even if he repeatedly emphasized that it had closed countless times, she could not dissuade it.

After hanging up the phone, Benny returned to the restaurant and saw the "female customer" confronting Jonathan in front of the counter at a glance.

"Madam, the restaurant is closed. If you want to have a meal, you can come over tomorrow morning." Benny said as he walked towards the "female guest".

The dress of this "female guest" was very strange. She was wearing a black-gray robe, or it was just a piece of slightly cut cloth.

Just use a sharp corner at the seam of a piece of cloth to act as a hood, and sew two cloth straps under the jaw to make a cloak with a hood.

The "female guest" was hiding under the sack. The sack was so wide that it enveloped her. If it wasn't a voice, there would be no way to judge her gender.

Hearing Benny's voice, the "female guest" staggered Jonathan and took off her hood.

"Mr. Hammond."

Ophelia looked at Benny with a serious face.

"Mr. Benny Hammond."

Ophelia confirmed it again.

"You are-"

Benny only felt that the person in front of him was familiar, and he had a feeling of deja vu, but after thinking about it, he couldn't remember when he saw him, and he couldn't remember what the person was called.

"Ophelia. Ophelia Agis."

Ophelia still introduced seriously.

"Oh! Ophelia." Benny suddenly realized. "I remember, you came to Hawkinstown last year to perform and visited our restaurant several times."

As he said, Benny turned his head, looked around the empty restaurant, and pointed to a seat with some uncertainty.

"I remember you seemed to be sitting there. Right, Ms. Ophelia?"

Ophelia didn't look at the direction Benny was pointing, but just nodded indiscriminately, her eyes still locked on Benny's face.

"Ms. Ophelia, what's the matter with you this time?"

Benny asked suspiciously

"Sorry, it's too late, the chef has already got off work, maybe I can have someone fry you a plate of fried rice with eggs, even if I treat you well. Come over for breakfast tomorrow morning, I will give you a free order."

Benny doesn't care if this Ophelia has run out of money and wants to eat the king's meal or if he doesn't find a hotel and wants to find a place to stay for the night, he just wants to send people away quickly.

"No, Mr. Hammond." Ophelia shook her head, her words sharp "I didn't come to beg."

"Is there no place to live?" Benny asked with a frown. "The town is planning recently. The hotels are rented to workers or demolished. If there is no place to live, I will find a place for you to stay temporarily. ."

"Mr. Hammond!"

Seeing that Benny was ready to pick up the receiver and start making a call, Ophelia's voice rose slightly.

Benny put down the phone, looked back at Ophelia, his left index finger and **** moved slightly. His eyes became calm.

On the side, Jonathan took two steps back quietly, turned around and locked the door, and came to the back of the counter. After rumbling through the drawer, a spear bar was faintly exposed.

"Then what are you here for? Ms. Ophelia."

"I am very busy now, and there are some things that need to be dealt with. Benny's restaurant is a private property, and it's time to close now. Can I treat your current behavior as a private intrusion?"

Ophelia ignored Benny's threat, she walked towards Benny step by step, her face still serious.

"Ms. Ophelia, I think you'd better stop here."

Benny's hand was slightly flat, wisps of scorching heat radiated from the top of his palm, and a slightly yellowish orange halo appeared.

Ophelia's gaze deflected, only glanced at Benny's palm, and then his gaze returned to Benny's face.

She raised her hand to the palm of Benny's, her black lace gloved palm stood up, stretched into the heat, clenched a fist slightly, and then retracted.

The scorching heat dissipated, the orange halo also dissipated, and everything was calm again.

Ophelia's fingers drew a circle in the air, and then retracted her hand into the sack. Speak

"Mr. Benny Hammond, you have been charged with 36 charges of misuse of witchcraft, revealing the secrets of witchcraft, contact with angels without permission, contact with demons without permission, and contact with God without permission. Arrested, please come with me."

Benny was still immersed in the failure of his skills just now and couldn’t help himself. After listening to Ophelia’s words, he came back to his senses. He stared at the serious Ophelia in front of him, with a face full of "You are teasing me." What?" expression.

"Benny Hammond, I reminded you."

Ophelia shook her head and said.

"and many more."

Seeing Ophelia's sack surging and seeming to be reaching out again, Benny hurriedly stopped.

"You wait a moment."

"What kind of mysterious organization are you? I really think I haven't joined this kind of organization? Also, I have never heard of the crimes you mentioned, and no one has told me what I can't do!"

"The Wizarding Priory, or it can be called the Wizarding Alliance."

Ophelia said solemnly

"All those who practice witchcraft will automatically be included in the Wizarding Priory, become a member of it, and be monitored."

"While enjoying the convenience of witchcraft, wizards must be cautious and avoid attracting enemies."

"Enjoy convenience?" Benny looked puzzled.

He didn’t know what was the convenience of this early medieval neurological organization, which came out suddenly, and its name was like a group of nerds. He only knew that this organization suddenly came out and told him that he had violated the regulations, and the point was that there was no one yet. Tell him what is written in the rules.

sky!

Maybe he is breathing against the rules at the moment!

Maybe it says: Wizards are strictly prohibited from breathing!

Ophelia seemed to see through Benny’s thoughts, she said with an angry expression on her face.

"The Wizarding Priory was founded by the great pioneering wizard Ms. Yenifu, an organization that sheltered countless wizards for thousands of years. Because of the Wizarding Priory, witchcraft can continue without being cut off."

It seems to remember that the person in front of me didn’t understand the wizarding monastery at all. He was just a wild **** luck guy. He didn’t deserve to be angry with him at all. When I got to the wizarding monastery, I saw the vastness of the world, the man at the bottom of the well. The frog will naturally become humble. Ophelia curbed her anger and pointed outside.

"Come on, my companion is waiting outside."

Ophelia did not know when he had come behind Benny, she pushed Benny and said calmly.

"Book?"

Jonathan's voice came, seeing Benny turning his head to look at him, Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the muzzle down.

"My God! You finally have a reaction. I have called you so many times, and even Hope has heard it. You are as deaf as a deaf man."

Benny looked back at the stairs, just as the door opened and Hope and Smith walked out one after another. Jonathan raised the gun again and moved slowly, blocking Ophelia's retreat in tandem with Hope.

"Damn gray mouse!"

Smith glanced at the sack on Ophelia's body, cursed in a low voice, and then greeted him.

"Evil running dog!"

When Ophelia saw Smith, his face changed, and she gritted her teeth and squeezed a word out of her teeth, then let go of Benny, and looked at Smith with a vigilant face.

"Benny Hammond, are you collaborating with these running dogs?"

Smith is not doing well, just walking forward as usual, but Ophelia looks like an enemy, twisting her body uncomfortably, staring closely at Smith who is approaching, without turning her head back. Shouted.

Benny felt that this was a mad woman. Just after a Kate had left, another Ophelia greeted him. He really wanted to go to the fortune teller to see if he was destined to provoke a mad woman.

"Grey Mouse!"

"running dog!"

"Grey Mouse!"

"running dog!"

"Grey Mouse!"

"running dog!"

…

Smith and Ophelia stood still at a distance of more than one meter. The two wanted to confront each other and began to repeat their speeches in an orderly manner.

"This person can't go with you."

Finally, after experiencing several rounds of orderly repetitive speeches, Smith changed his speech.

He pointed to Benny and said

"His witchcraft did not come from your gray mouse den. It has nothing to do with you."

Ophelia was taken aback for a moment, and apparently did not expect Smith to suddenly change her speech unexpectedly. After a shock, she realized what Smith was saying. She glanced at Benny, who was holding her arms and watching the play. Shook his head and said firmly

"No, all wizards will automatically join the i Wizard's Priory when they are born. This has been agreed a long time ago. You don't want to take a wizard away, and you don't want to repeat the persecution of wizards again!"

Smith rubbed his forehead with a headache, and the burning swearing spirit in his body was almost overwhelming. But facing a young and beautiful lady, he couldn't speak.

Forcibly suppressing the yelling soul in his body, Smith said patiently

"He is different from you. If it weren't for his abilities that resembled witchcraft, he couldn't even be called a wizard."

"No!" Ophelia expressed his firm opposition to "If you running dogs dare to break the agreement, we will immediately tear up the agreement! We will go to war immediately!"

"All right."

Smith's face flushed from being suffocated, and he stepped back helplessly.

"He can go with you, but you have to promise to let him come back. You can't keep someone forcibly."

"No!" Ophelia refused to give in and continued to resolutely oppose "According to the rules of the Wizarding Priory, he violated Article 36. The specific circumstances will be determined by the adjudication department. If the charges are true, he may Face hundreds of years of imprisonment."

Smith stepped back completely, put his arm around Hope, who was a little gray and beard, and raised his chin helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I can't help it. These gray mice have always been so clumsy."

"Jonathan, kid, come here, don't be affected by them."

Smith greeted Jonathan at the other end

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the battle between wizards is very dangerous, and ordinary people will have serious consequences if they are slightly affected."

"Especially this is still a wild road with a stunned young man and a rough barber like a medieval barber."