"Okay, I'll help you keep an eye on it, but don't have too much hope."
"Thank you." Sirius nodded and said no more.
The two sat for a while, and then the old lady Muggle who was feeding the pigeons packed up her things and left. The fat pigeons flew up and down. Some of them might have been too fat and almost hit the street lamp.
"How have you been these past few days?" Lin Ze asked.
"Not bad." Sirius leaned on the bench, put his hands in his coat pockets, and looked up at the sky.
"Except Kreacher chanting sutras every day and saying in my ear, 'Damn young master, you shouldn't associate with disgusting Mudblood'."
The two chatted for a few more words, then Lin Ze stood up and left. He really didn't have much time to watch pigeons in the square with the former wanted criminal.
Early the next morning, Lin Ze dragged his tired steps into the office.
He thought about it for a long time last night, and finally decided to go to Brazil.
It's just... Special Operations Team Although the title of deputy team leader is bluffing, it doesn't mean that you can go wherever you want.
Exit procedures, travel reports, and funding applications are all daunting to think about.
The most important thing is, under what name should we go?
So Lin Ze thought of a reason.
"Bellatrix·Lestrange."
Lin Ze slapped an action application on Moody's desk with a very serious expression.
"I received a tip that someone saw her near Brazil Manaus."
Moody The magic eye turned around and stared straight at him, while the other normal eye stared at the application.
"Brazil?" Moody's voice was filled with suspicion.
"Yes, it's Brazil. As long as this crazy woman stays out for a day, the whole Europe and Ministry of Magic won't be able to sleep well."
Moody said nothing, picked up the application, looked over it twice, and then put it back on the table.
"Who is your informant?"
"This... can't be said."
Moody's magic eye turned around again.
"Okay, you always have your own sense of proportion, but don't blame me for not reminding you. Going to find Lestrange alone is no joke."
"I know that if there is any special situation, I will call for support." Lin Ze said it as if it was true.
Moody Although his face was still full of doubts, he signed in the end.
Lin Ze took the approval document and went to Department of International Magical Cooperation to go through exit procedures.
The person responsible for stamping the seal was a witch in her fifties. Wearing glasses so thick that they could be used as magnifying glasses, she held the approval document up to her nose and read it for a long time.
"Brazil Manaus?"
She raised her head and glanced at Lin Ze, "Alone?"
"Yes."
"Young people nowadays are becoming more and more courageous." She muttered, but her hands were very nimble. She stamped two stamps and pulled out a form for Lin Ze to fill out.
Lin Ze took the form and signed it with flying colors.
After leaving Department of International Magical Cooperation's door, he went to Gringotts again and took some Galleon and necessities that he had previously deposited in his vault No. 618.
Back in the apartment, Lin Ze rearranged the small wooden box that had been treated with Undetectable Extension Charm.
Essence of Dittany, antidote, mosquito repellent Potions, a few changes of clothes, and the black magic book Rodna gave him.
He hesitated for a moment and brought Riddle's Diary with him.
This thing left London, and he always felt uneasy. What if some blind thief broke into his shabby attic, took Horcrux as an ordinary diary, and then used it as toilet paper, it would be great fun.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Ze stood in an alley near London Heathrow Airport, holding in his hand a Muggle ticket to Brazil at night.
Although it is faster to go International Floo Network or Portkey, most wizards will monitor these lines.
Although flying is slower, the advantage is that very few wizards in the Muggle world would go out of their way to monitor it.
Lin Ze put the ticket into the inner pocket of his coat and patted it to make sure it wouldn't fall out.
He had never taken an international flight in his life, and of course, he had never taken one in his previous life.
The process of buying a plane ticket was smoother than expected. The girl Muggle probably thought Lin Ze was pretty good-looking and was unexpectedly enthusiastic about him. Lin Ze simply guided her with words and let the girl use his forged passport and visa to apply for the plane ticket.
Lin Ze found a nearby coffee shop, ordered the cheapest American cup, and sat down in the corner with the cup in hand.
The coffee was so bitter that he frowned. He drank half a cup and put it aside. He took out the black-covered diary from his bag and placed it on the table together with the quill.
While observing whether anyone nearby was paying attention, he used his left hand to cover the diary and picked up the quill with his right hand.
"Hey, Tom, I'm here again."
The handwriting slowly seeped into the paper, and after about ten seconds, the familiar line of neat handwriting emerged.
"You seem very free."
"That's not true. I'm going on a long trip soon, so I'll let you know so that you won't be bored by being alone."
"It's really boring if you lock me in a box with no air and no light." Tom said.
Lin Ze raised his eyebrows, wondering how this sixteen-year-old little Tom could learn to be yin and yang.
"Be content, at least I didn't throw you into a stinking ditch. Do you know how many people outside want to find you and tear you apart? Now I am the only safe house that can take you in." Lin Ze threatened.
"Then what are you going to do with me?"
"Why are you so anxious? By the way, let me ask you something. When you were in school, have you ever heard of a big flying snake?"
This time the diary was silent for an especially long time.
It wasn't until Lin Ze thought that the other party didn't want to talk to him that a line of words slowly appeared on the paper.
"You mean Cuypera, right? They live in Amazon Basin. They have extremely poisonous teeth and have wings on their backs, allowing them to glide short distances."
"Have you also studied Fantastic Beasts?" Lin Ze was a little surprised.
"A little bit"
Tsk, this kid pretended to be fat when he was told.
"Okay, if I encounter something I don't understand over there, I'll ask you again."
"As you wish."
Lin Ze closed the diary, stuffed it back into the bag, and looked up at the clock on the wall. There were still more than two hours before boarding the plane.
There were not many customers in the coffee shop. There was a tired couple sitting by the window. There was an old man in front of the bar arguing with the waiter about why he only had one tea bag.
Lin Ze sat for a while, drank the remaining half cup of coffee, and stood up to pay.
When walking towards the airport, Lin Ze always felt a chill on the back of my neck.
He didn't look back, he just pulled his hood down and quickened his pace.
This feeling of being stared at comes and goes, as if someone is scanning him from the corner of his eye from far away, or as if he is simply scaring himself.
When we arrived at the airport, it was announced on the radio that the flight to Rio de Janeiro was about to start boarding.
The flight Lin Ze is a direct flight to Manaus, with a transfer at São Paulo.