Chapter 718

Selwyn's ferocious intervention in the otherwise relatively calm situation on the American side has caused considerable turmoil, especially since Selwyn's actions have suffered a lot of setbacks recently, and in this case, Solim can be said to have stayed behind closed doors.

Since Solim "stayed" in Selwyn's stronghold, Elena naturally couldn't leave, otherwise the news would leak out. At Elrond's urging, Solim didn't even have time to adjust his mentality and plan his route before he was driven out into the street......

Solim knew the exact place from Elrond, but ...... It's one thing to know, it's another to get there.

With his forward hat in hand, Solim pressed the brim of his hat with his hands, wondering where to start—this was really the first time Solim had done such a thing, and even the map was prepared by himself. Elrond didn't offer any more help other than offer him some dollars.

If you take a map and find a place in a human city, I believe most people can do it, but if you can't, you can still ask. But Solim wasn't looking for a human city, but a man in a vast expanse of completely unfamiliar forest, and he didn't have a guide yet......

Solim was even pessimistic that he would not be able to go back until the end of the semester.

Thankfully, Solim still has plenty of ...... Plenty of time to plan—before he reached the last human city.

For now, he's looking for a plane to Winnipeg, Canada, where Solim is heading east into the forest.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Solim lowered his head and studied the map in his hand. Uncle Black, who was driving, watched him through the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Traveling?alone?"

"Drive your car. Solim didn't look up, "I'll tip you an extra ten dollars when you get to the airport early." "

The Woolworth Building is located in Lower Manhattan, which is relatively close to Newark International Airport, and Solim is ready to plan his next move during this time.

But when he arrived at the airport, Solim found out that there was no plane to Winnipeg today, and the most recent flight would have to wait two days later. After hearing the news, Solim entered the men's restroom without saying a word......

This situation really made him anticipate it, and the reason why he went into the men's bathroom was to cast a phantom spell on himself so that he could take the next action.

If you don't have an airplane, try to get one. This kind of "bad" thing Solim really did for the first time, it's not that he can't wait for these two days, but if he starts waiting as soon as he encounters difficulties, the devil knows when this thing will be done.

There was no plane to Winnipeg today, and even if Solim got the plane, he would have got the pilot, but it would be in vain not to approve the route from Winnipeg, and no wizard could cast a Soulstealer spell on the Muggles over there from a distance of nearly a thousand kilometers.

Therefore, it is still necessary to follow the process of ordinary people - to declare the route, generally speaking, charter flights must be booked in advance, because it takes time to apply, approve and other complicated procedures, but there will always be exceptions - for example, you are willing to spend money.

After all, it is a capitalist society, and everything is easy to say when the money is in place.

Of course, Solim didn't have that much money, but he had confusion charms and polyjuice potions. He can guarantee that the U.S. government will not find any useful clues from the surveillance footage after the incident.

After four hours of waiting, Solim had been using the Illusion Charm to cast spells on Muggle employees who needed the Confusion Charm, he did know the Imperius Charm, he understood the principle of the spell, and he had the power to cast it, but unless there was a last resort, Solim didn't want to use such an extreme spell, so he preferred to run around and cast the Confusion Charm on these Muggles - at least it had a much lighter effect on their brains than the Imperius Curse.

By the time the bearded Solim got on the charter plane, he was already sweating profusely.

Solim didn't have much research on airplanes, so he didn't know the exact model of the plane, but as long as the small plane would make sure he got to his destination.

Throwing his coat aside, Solim took out the bottle containing the polyjuice decoction and took a sip, glanced at the stewardess who was about to open the wine cabinet, and said, "No need, I'll bring my own." "

As he spoke, Solim shook the bottle in his hand, but it sounded like the liquid inside was quite viscous - no way, it took a little longer, but the effect was still guaranteed, but it was a little difficult to swallow.

The nearly two-hour flight wasn't too difficult, except for taking a sip of the polyjuice decoction every once in a while, there were no other problems, and even Solim was worried at first, when the Newark airport staff would find out that something was wrong - after all, there were suddenly a bunch of people with brains that had become like a mess, and even their leaders, and if it were investigated, Solim would be too obvious as a suspect - those confused guys had been busy with Solim's charter flight before.

Just when Solim was glad that there were no moths, the Canadian airport had received a request from the relevant US authorities and dispatched police to arrest Solim as soon as he got off the plane.

God knows how this guy did it - he didn't show any valid papers, at least there were no records at the New York airport, and most importantly: the guy who chartered the whole plane didn't even pay!

At this time, the head of Newark Airport was furious in his office, and the employees under him seemed to have fallen into a collective evil, and even let a guy who did not register and pay fly away on a charter plane after missing so many formalities. It was the first time in his entire career that he had encountered such a situation.

"Sir, here's a Mr. Clayderman to say......"

Although the person in charge was emotional, he still instinctively went through it in his head, and after realizing that he didn't have any impression of this "Mr. Clayderman" at all, he yelled: "No! Damn, don't bother me unless those policemen have a result!"

But he said he was there for ...... The plane thing. "

The secretary's words finally calmed down the furious airport officer.

"You ......"

Upon meeting this "Mr. Clayderman", the person in charge was sure that he had never met him.

"I'm here for that plane that shouldn't have taken off. "If I could, I'd like to be able to look at the surveillance here," Clayderman said. "

"You're not a policeman?" the person in charge became alert, the police had already arrived just now, "Show me your ID, I need to confirm your identity!"

"Look. What do I say? Let's do it according to the old rules. "

An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the air, startling Mr. Charge. Then he heard a voice:

"Out of body!"