When I opened my eyes again, I didn't know how much time had passed. The dim sunlight shone through the windows and refracted through the milky white wall tiles, making it feel like I was in dusk.
After moving his fingers and no longer feeling any delay in nerve signals, Xiao Kun turned his head, looked around, and sat up from the bed he was lying on.
The room was very simple, with four walls of milky white tiles, a milky white tile floor, and three beds separated by medical curtains. Except for the bedside tables attached to each bed, there were no other medical equipment.
He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists to feel the strength, then opened the quilt and looked at it, and found that there was nothing else on him except elastic shorts.
After covering himself with the quilt again, Xiao Kun's eyes became distracted, but a storm arose in his mind.
'I was tricked into traveling through time, and my age decreased by 7 years, 17-7=11. After all, there were only a few hours left to turn 18 before traveling through time, and so many things happened after traveling through time, so a long time must have passed, so now I am
11 years old……'
Looking at the surrounding environment again, Xiao Kun continued to think to himself: Looking at the surrounding environment, have I passed the Rubik's Cube curse in the early stages of time travel... Also, what happened to my body before I fell into coma? I vaguely remember it.
Something exploded...
Crunch——
There was a heartbreaking sound of a rotating shaft, the ward door opened, and a Western man wearing a windbreaker walked out of the ward.
"Wake up the baby." The man's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the patient, which made people feel good about him.
"Uh... Hello, sir." He had just woken up from a coma, and there were still many things he didn't understand. Suddenly, a stranger came and interrupted his thoughts. This made Xiao Kun feel slightly confused, so he could only say simply
Say hello.
"Hello to you." The man smiled, stepped forward, and came to the bedside. He lowered his head and looked down at the child who looked a little confused and said softly: "Mr. Covin Quinn."
"Ah?" Xiao Kun was even more confused.
"What I mean is." The man pursed his lips and smiled slightly, then said again: "We know your name, Corwin Quinn, right?"
"Kun..." Xiao Kun subconsciously uttered a word, then a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and he lowered his head as if his neck had no strength and said: "Okay, yes, that's right, I am Quinn...Kevin Quinn
."
The man did not notice the child's emotions. He smiled slightly and then said, "I am Robert Heimer. Before talking about anything else, first we need to know where your relatives are. After all..."
As he said that, a man named Robert Heimer reached out to pick up an envelope from the bedside table and waved it in front of Xiao Kun: "After I sent you to the hospital last night, the admission notice was sent over.
So we need to contact your family."
"Family..." Helpless emotions appeared on his face, and our Mr. Kewen Quinn's head was almost filled with the word "pit". Then he suddenly had a sudden inspiration, raised his head and looked directly into Robert Heimer's eyes, his tone was a little cautious.
He asked: "Mr. Heimer, can I ask... how do you know my name?"
"This question..." Robert Hemmer pondered for a moment, and then responded with a smile: "Although many situations need to be kept secret, you are the victim after all, so I can briefly disclose it to you."
Under the nervous gaze of Xiao Kewen, Robert Heimer continued: "The person who kidnapped you yesterday was using the death curse on you. My colleagues and I could only deal with him severely, so after you escaped the death curse,
, the murderer was seriously injured and close to death."
Robert Heimer did not notice the nervousness shown by Xiao Kewen, but continued: "When it was confirmed that the murderer was too late to treat, my colleagues could only barely extract a trace of the murderer's memory. So, we
I learned your name from those few minutes of memory."
Death curse, memory extraction...
Listening to these unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar words, and recalling everything that happened after traveling across the world, Kewen finally realized after an unknown amount of time, and a term came to his mind - Harry Potter!
"Mr. Quinn, Mr. Quinn!"
"Ah? Oh, what did you say?" Coming back from his daze, Ke Wen immediately collected his thoughts.
"I mean, can you tell me now how to find your family?" Robert Heimer asked.
"Family..." Ke Wen sighed helplessly, then shook his head and said, "I might...can't find them..."
"It doesn't matter, kid." Robert Heimer said softly: "We have thought of some possibilities, so I brought this from the ministry."
As he spoke, Robert Heimer put his hand into his pocket and took out something less than ten centimeters in diameter, similar to a dial.
"Can you give me a drop of blood?" Robert Heimer held the dial in his hand and said at the same time: "This thing can help us find your family."
Ke Wen resisted a little, but he couldn't think of any reason to refuse at the moment, so he could only put on a slightly excited expression on his face and raised his right hand.
"Don't be afraid of the child, it's just like being bitten by a mosquito." Robert Heimer comforted softly, while using his free right hand to take out a wooden stick from his arms, and then lightly tapped Coven's palm.
It was indeed like being bitten by a mosquito, and then a drop of blood seemed to be pulled by a wooden stick and was placed in the center of the dial.
Then, Robert Heimer stared at the dial and began to mutter something silently, while the only pointer on the dial began to rotate slowly, and finally stopped at the six o'clock direction of the dial.
Seeing this, Robert Heimer frowned slightly, then put the dial back in his pocket, stared at Ke Wen who was waiting for the answer, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"I'm sorry...child." After a pause, Robert Heimer continued: "Very bad news...your family is no longer...in this world, I'm sorry."
His eyes were glazed over, and then blank. Ke Wen seemed to be shocked by the news, and his mind went blank.
But in his heart, Ke Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and the secret passage was finally fooled again.
As the footsteps left, Coven refocused his attention on reality. Looking at the leaving figure of Robert Heimer, his mind kept churning with one plan after another.
However, the time and place are not right. Even though many plans are constantly emerging in my mind, they may not be perfectly implemented.
"Tsk..." He raised his hand and scratched his head in annoyance. Kewen regretted why he only had a rough understanding of the Harry Potter series.
By the way, why were you not interested in Harry Potter in the first place?
Oh yes, it’s because the world view is too small.
After all, humans have broken out of the universe in the new era, and the book is still about palace battles between a few bigger places, so I only briefly watched the first movie, and the rest of the stuff was just randomly found on the Internet.
Browse through the introduction.
"What do you remember..." Thinking of this, Ke Wen couldn't help but feel even more distressed. Thinking back carefully, he could only remember the general plot of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.
Among them are Harry Potter, Hermione, and... a redhead...
Others include Dumbledore, Snake...what's going on here?
However, in the entire work, the most clearly remembered name is Voldemort. After all, this is no longer a name and title. In the new era, you can still hear from the game that so-and-so is the old Voldemort...