Chapter 185 Colson’s knowledge of all things book cafe (first update, please subscribe)

In the morning, Queens District, Bolun Street, near Vientiane Book Cafe.

Coulson was alone, driving his favorite red antique car - Laura.

Slowly driving into the streets of Boren, he sat in the driver's seat, while the passenger seat placed some documents.

After entering Bolen Street, Coulson touched his earphones and said in a deep voice: "We have entered Bolen Street and are about to arrive near our destination."

At the same time, a voice came from the headset: "Sir, the positioning system has been turned on and is currently operating normally."

"Okay, report any abnormal situations as soon as possible." Colson replied, and then, as if he thought of something, added: "In case of losing contact, do not take any action and continue to maintain the current status."

"Okay, sir." A positive reply came from the headset.

Coulson was sitting in the car, trying hard to search for the location of Wanxiang Bookstore in the journal.

Unfortunately, everything is normal, every shop on the street seems to be operating normally, but Wanxiang Book Cafe is nowhere to be found.

Oh my gosh, you know, he found this bookstore himself, and he went in and sat there more than once.

As a result, I couldn't find it.

You might say that it would be nice to create a shop out of thin air, but the problem is that there really are no traces at all. This street looks very normal.

This conflict between memory and reality made Coulson feel inexplicably weird.

Observing carefully, Coulson picked up the documents on the passenger side and walked out of the car helplessly.

Then

Standing on the edge of the street, with eyes closed, reaching out to touch the wall, walking step by step according to the street scene in my memory.

After special training, he can strictly control the distance of each step and control the direction freely to ensure that he will not make a wrong move.

One step, two steps step 56.

Step 57 should reach the door. After taking another step, Coulson opened his eyes.

Looking at the cake shop in front of him and smelling the aroma wafting inside, Colson sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, so many agents have failed, why can I succeed?

Immediately afterwards, Colson returned to his antique car and stood there quietly, motionless, always paying attention to changes in the surrounding environment.

After a while.

Suddenly, at some point, Coulson noticed a handsome young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt slowly walking toward him.

In an instant, Coulson became wary. He had no impression of this person just now.

"Hello, is this Mr. Coulson?"

Ian looked at Colson, raised his head to examine Colson's thinning hair, and compared it to the bald spot the teacher said, and asked affirmatively.

He was the only one on this street who was bald and still standing still, so he must be right.

Feeling Ian's gaze, Colson touched it subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Is it possible that baldness has become a symbol of yourself?

However, he still nodded and said: "Yes, I am Phil Coulson, who are you?"

"I am Ian Norton, a student of tutor Lockhart." Ian said calmly: "My tutor asked me to pick you up and enter the book cafe."

Hearing Ian's address to Lockhart, Coulson's eyes were filled with thoughts, and then he nodded and said, "Okay, please."

After hearing what Colson said, Ian took out a dark card with light golden lines on it, handed it to Colson, and introduced: "Mr. Colson, because you are an ordinary Muggle."

"So I can't see it, let alone go into the Wanxiang Book Cafe."

"But the instructor has already considered this. You are holding this magic card, and a magic spell is cast on it, which will allow you to enter the Wanxiang Book Cafe."

Colson nodded to express his understanding and took the card from Ian's hand.

At a glance, I can see that this card gives people an inexplicable sense of high-end.

Touching it gently, you will find that it has a frosted texture, and there seems to be a kind of fluctuation inside, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The surface of the card is pitch black as a whole, with some light golden lines on the surface, forming a strange pattern.

And in the middle are engraved light golden words - Wanxiang Shuka.

Under the text, there is a golden dragon. What is surprising is that the golden dragon swims slowly with the text as the center.

suddenly

Coulson didn't know if it was dazzling, but he seemed to see the same golden dragon pattern on Ian's arm, and there seemed to be some words on it.

But when I took a closer look, I found that there was nothing there, and I wondered if I had seen it wrong.

Ian, who was next to him, looked at Colson who was observing the pictures, waiting quietly without any impatience.

For Muggles, or Muggle agents, he learned a hard lesson through the movies these days.

Although he knew that the movie might be exaggerated, as soon as he thought of the other person's identity, it was difficult for Ian to treat the other person as an ordinary Muggle.

Soon, perhaps feeling Ian's gaze, Coulson took the card and gave Ian a gentle smile.

At the same time, I also put a label on the other party's performance just now - patient.

He did look at this magic card carefully just now, which took a long time, but the other party didn't show any impatience at all, and didn't even remind him.

It is enough to show the patience of the other party.

The most taboo thing in doing things is impatience. Patience is a standard for those who achieve great things.

Colson looked at Ian, his eyes showing gentleness and friendliness.

suddenly

He looked past Ian to the street in the distance.

He saw it, he saw Wanxiang Shuka, it was still in its original position.

However, the entire facade has undergone dramatic changes.

The original white walls were replaced by silvery white, almost as clear as jade.

He vaguely noticed that there seemed to be some dark blue lines emerging on the top of the wall, or something was flowing inside.

The windows against the wall have disappeared, and the plaque on the top has been replaced with pitch black.

The color, text, golden dragon, and texture are all roughly the same as the card in his hand. It seems that there is some connection between the two?

He subconsciously pinched the card in his hand, thoughtfully.

Then, he followed Ian, walking like a book lover.

This time, he successfully entered the Wanxiang Book Cafe and opened the door.

As soon as he entered, a look of shock flashed in Colson's eyes.

He found that the space inside was extremely spacious, at least three or four times larger than before.

After entering, I instantly felt that the surrounding environment was very comfortable, and my body subconsciously relaxed, as if I had soaked in a hot spring, very comfortable.

Then, to his surprise, there were some scattered people wearing yellow mage robes sitting inside, all with a ring in their hands, looking at the books in their hands, or chatting.

At this moment, he tried his best to remember everyone's appearance, greedily asking for it, and unwilling to give up any information.

He still didn't know that there was definitely a wizard or a mage here like Lockhart.

Ordinary people absolutely cannot enter here.

He tried to listen to what these people were talking about, but unfortunately, for some reason, he could only see their mouths moving, and there was no sound at all. It was very quiet.

"Mr. Colson, the tutor is waiting for you in the study."

Ian looked at Coulson who was watching all the mages, smiled slightly, and reminded.

Of course he knew what Colson was doing now. When he worked at the Pig Head Bar, he would make similar moves, mainly to find wealthy customers and promote various products.

But he didn't care.

Muggles' access to wizarding information is taboo in the wizarding world.

Therefore, he originally told his instructor about his worries, and after the instructor casually explained it, he asked him to put aside all his doubts.

Colson's actions are ultimately useless.

"Okay, go see Professor Lockhart." Coulson, who came back to his senses, looked at him with regret and said to Ian.

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