Chapter 2434 What do you mean

Hornheim? Are you...Alejandro's...daughter? John looked at Sarah across the table, with a somewhat conflicted expression on his face, as if a little stunned and more doubts were mixed together Together, people can't tell the difference.

Yes, of course he knew the Hohenheim family in Switzerland—in the modern magic world, apart from Nicole Flamel, who refined the Sorcerer's Stone, when everyone mentioned alchemy, the Hohenheim family would definitely be mentioned.

Back then, Phillips Hohenheim was amazingly talented in alchemy. Although his research directions were different, his corresponding achievements were no less than Nicole Flamel. Today, Phillips is long gone, and the Hohenheim family has always been underpopulated, but after all, every generation of descendants has never let up, and has always been committed to the art of alchemy.

Although Sarah's nominal father, Alisandro Hohenheim, is far inferior to his ancestors and Nicole Flamel in terms of talent and ability, he has been working day and night at the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center for almost half of his life. The era is still wholeheartedly committed to reviving its glory.

It can be said that compared to Nicole Flamel... or even his ancestors, he has paid much more for alchemy and the entire magic world. There are many very reliable and practical alchemy props from the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Some of them came from the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center he was in charge of.

However, including John at this moment, few people know that Alessandro, who is a workaholic, actually has a daughter named Sarah! Otherwise, the page about the little girl in front of him in the information that John saw at the beginning would not be nearly blank.

Ms. Hohenheim, John said hesitantly after being stunned, I know that Alisandro has a son, but I don't know that he also has a daughter.

Noah is my brother.

Sarah didn't care about John's confusion. Moreover, even though she doesn't mind revealing her true life experience to the public, she doesn't think it is necessary to talk about it.

Anyway, Mr. Stewart, that's all I know.

After saying this, Sarah turned her head and glanced in the direction of the main seat, as if to indicate that she had said all that she should say. As for the questioning gazes from Hermione, Ron and the others on both sides at this moment, she didn't look at them.

On the other hand, after listening to Sarah's answers just now, John, who not only gained the identity of the other party, but also learned some news related to his teammates, was naturally full of emotions at this time. While subconsciously questioning Sarah, what he was thinking about was the appearance of the teammate who was lucky enough to escape the attack as described by the other party.

Blonde hair, brown eyes, an old windbreaker, and a thin golden chain on his chest—there is only one teammate who fits this appearance, and that is the male wizard from the same family as him, his little uncle, Jason Stewart.

But to be honest, he didn't know much about his uncle who didn't have a high sense of existence. All I know is that when I was young, the other party seemed to have lived in New York all the time, had no children or even friends.

After John graduated from Ilvermorny and worked in the workshop for a period of time, the other party was called back to his family, and he worked as a wand quality inspector in the workshop inconspicuously. And this has been done for more than ten years.

Looking back now, John is quite surprised to find that,

I don't have any more impressions of this little uncle Jason other than low-key, dark expression, and mediocrity.

However, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. The other party is still your family after all. What's more, in this mission, the other party is also one of the teammates who risked their lives to participate with him. Right now, the other party's life and death are still unknown. Of course, he has the obligation to find a way to find out where the other party is now and whether he is still alive.

If it can be done, it is best to try to rendezvous with the other party.

Although his thoughts were disturbed, John didn't think about it for too long. He only roughly passed these thoughts in his head, and he roughly understood what he should do next.

Thank you Miss Hohenheim.

Soon, John, who thanked him so much, suddenly turned his head to the Lord of the Living Corpse, looked directly at him and said:

Remember what your Excellency said just now, Miss Hohenheim can answer the 'first half' of my question for me, that is to say...Your Excellency knows about the current situation of my teammate who was lucky enough to escape death?

Just as John finished speaking, this time, the Lord of the living corpses who was sitting not far away did not remain silent. Seeing that he nodded immediately, he admitted without any concealment:

Although I just found out, but... yes, I already know where he went.

Where is he? John hurriedly asked after hearing this.

However, the lord of the living corpse shook his head slowly, took a sip from the wine glass, and then said:

I already know, but Mr. Stewart—don't you wonder why your teammate doesn't know anything about his whereabouts? I believe that before you mustered up the courage to set foot on this land now, you must It also discussed many rigorous plans, which inevitably included how to reunite after being attacked and lost and fled separately...Since you and him were lucky to avoid dying on the spot, and survived with difficulty until now, why is he where? Why are you still asking me about this kind of thing?

The other party's words made John a little dazed.

Of course, what the other party said, John has also considered it in his heart. Not only today, but during the few days he stayed in London, while he seemed to be doing nothing, he naturally wanted to wait for the surviving teammates to contact him—although he knew the hope was slim, he was unwilling to trust the entire team Really only one person is still alive.

But now it has been proved that most of the teammates are probably really dead. Except for those who had been killed by the low-level zombies back then, it was really unlikely that the tombstones I saw in the backyard tonight would be empty, and there was no need for the zombies to lie to him like this.

But... yes, since Jason is still alive, why doesn't the other party think of a way to join him? Is it because I found out that London is already occupied by living corpses, so I dare not approach? Or did they encounter many dangers on the road after escaping? The possibilities are simply too many.

But the possibility that the lord of the living corpses said right now, inside and outside the words, is something he doesn't want to think about.

What do you mean? John stared at the other party and asked coldly.

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