Little Victor is no longer "young", he is nearly forty years old, has a virtuous but nagging wife, and two children, a boy and a girl.
Of course, there is also an old drunkard father who lives alone not far from their house.
Yes, living alone.
To be honest, he had actually considered taking his father back so that the three generations of the family could live together, which would at least make it easier to take care of him. But his wife had no objections, but his father refused to move no matter what.
Therefore, he could only let the old man live in the old house alone, while the couple took turns taking care of him.
As for little Victor's mother... well, speaking of it, he has never seen his mother since he was sensible. In the impression, he was always raised by his father using a sheep-herding method.
Therefore, although the so-called "mother" must have existed, little Victor never knew who she was or what she looked like.
His father, Victor Sr., basically never mentioned his wife, and there was not even half a photo of her at home, as if the woman who gave birth to this big fat boy like him in ten months of pregnancy did not exist at all.
That's right, just like why the drunk dad runs to Greenwich Park every day, it's an inexplicable unknown.
Sometimes little Victor even wonders if his father picked him up from that nook and cranny!
And precisely because he has not had a mother since he was a child, little Victor is often teased by other knowledgeable peers. Everyone knows that rumors like this are the easiest to spread - as long as one person finds out about it, within three days, it will naturally become known to everyone.
For this reason, his childhood was really difficult.
But to be honest, little Victor had no resentment towards his indifferent father or his unknown mother. After all, he is an optimistic and cheerful person, and he has been like this since childhood. He can chat with anyone he meets as if he is familiar with it.
Therefore, he was not dissatisfied with his life. Even if the work is harder, the children are naughty, the father is unreliable, and the wife is rude, he is still happy with it.
People like him will definitely not think about things that are too bizarre.
Therefore, little Victor today thought that the "wizards", "magics", "monsters"... and the like before could be regarded as the greatest adventure in his life.
However, he did not expect that things would develop far from that!
"...What, what's going on?"
Little Victor raised his neck and stared into the sky. The monster grabbed the little girl who had explained many "terms unique to the magic world" to him before, and continued to rush high into the sky.
But just when he was anxious about it, but knew that there was nothing he could do, Ichika suddenly appeared in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the monster that was originally just a translucent gray outline in his eyes gradually became clearer.
Since little Victor has already received "temporary tutoring" from Maka and Frena, he has now understood one thing to some extent - in the eyes of a "Muggle" like him, many things related to magic are " "cannot see clearly" or even "completely invisible".
For example, he couldn't see the magic used by the group of people downstairs just now, so he could only watch stupidly as the monster danced in the middle of the square.
And for that kind of monster, he could only see the silhouette of a ghost, and its movements were like the shaking images on a broken black and white TV.
But at this moment, he gradually became able to see clearly again! What does this mean
As the figure in the sky gradually became clearer, the gray transitioned to black, and the shadow quickly solidified. A few seconds later, he saw a monster wearing a black cloak with two points of blood-red light coming from the hood.
Even though the monster had already flown high into the sky at this moment, it was already far enough away from him. But when he thought that something scarier than the evil ghost in the movie had just passed over his head, his hair suddenly stood up.
When he was filled with astonishment, little Victor staggered and took two steps back again.
"Karangrang—"
A soft sound broke the silence on the roof of the building, and from the sudden sound and the touch from his heels, he realized that he seemed to have touched something.
In a hurry, he glanced back - it was the broom on which the kind little girl flew over not long ago.
Little Victor subconsciously looked up again, and saw that the little girl was still being lifted up in the air by the monster, like a mindless rag doll.
Then, he turned his head silently and glanced at the broom again.
"Now that I can see the monster clearly, then... can I also use this flying broom?"
To be honest, in various rumors, novels and TV series in the past, those witches and the like were flying around on such a broomstick.
Therefore, little Victor is actually not unfamiliar with the idea of a broomstick that can fly.
It's just... this is "flying"! The plane has an engine and wings, so it can fly... but what's on the broom? Counting on those broken branches tied to wooden poles to provide power
The puzzlement turned into confusion, and the questioning turned into questioning, but there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands for too long.
Because he knew that now he would either run down four or five flights of stairs to find those "wizards" to explain the situation, or he would try to get on a broom to see if he could fly!
But little Victor bent down, took the broom in his hand, then turned it over and stuffed it between his legs.
"Hey!"
He bent his knees slightly, then jumped up suddenly, and then was ruthlessly pulled back to the ground by the earth's gravity.
Well, his broom flying career was over, and the height of about 5 inches (about 13 centimeters) was the best record of his life.
well! If this turns out to be the case, it would be better not to waste this time in the first place! This delay of nearly ten seconds was enough for him to open the door and go downstairs!
What's more, didn't the young gentleman just say that earlier? That monster can easily take away a person's life. Even if he can fly, wouldn't he still end up losing his life
Thinking of this, little Victor was about to throw away the broom in his hand - he should just run down and ask for help!
"Hey!"
"Get up!"
Maybe he was a little unwilling to give up, or maybe he thought it would be too late to go down and call someone. He suddenly grabbed the broom handle he was about to put aside, stepped on it and jumped twice.
To be honest, it feels really embarrassing for a man in a suit who is nearly forty years old to jump up and down on a broom!
The first time he jumped, he didn't even jump as high as he did the previous time. The past thirty years have brought him not only fat, but also accumulated fatigue from work and life.
But on the second jump, when he shouted "get up", he felt an extra layer of air cushion-like support under his butt, and then he suddenly rose into the air.
"ah!"
Little Victor quickly lowered his body, gripping the broom handle with both hands, and barely managed to maintain his balance on the broom while shaking.
"Oh, it's flying?"
He looked at the roof of the building that was getting farther and farther away from him, confused and a little scared, but there was also a hint of surprise in the fear.
But soon, his few surprises disappeared without a trace...
"How on earth should I control this thing?"
The broom was still rising high into the sky without stopping for a moment, but that was all. Little Victor, who didn't know how to move forward or backward, or even how to stop the broom from rising, was dumbfounded for a moment.
"Forward!" he shouted, gripping the broom vigorously.
It's a pity that the flying broomstick does not have voice control. The previous sentence "get up" is purely a startup procedure derived from spiritual will.
In fact, if little Victor hadn't dared to move at all, he would have been scurrying all over the sky because of the movement of the broom handle. It is lucky enough that it can continue to rise steadily as it is now!
You know, not everyone can master it as well as Harry. Even Maka quickly became familiar with how to control a broomstick in the first lesson after learning the specific operations from the book.
But the next moment... I have to say, little Victor's luck seemed to have run out.
Suddenly, he discovered with horror that there seemed to be a few pigeons flying towards him to his left, and he was afraid that they would collide with them in a short time.
Of course he wasn't worried that the pigeon would really hit him. After all, they could fly much better than him. He was just worried that he would suddenly panic because something was passing by so fast.
If you fall from this height...
Little Victor glanced down, and his feet immediately became weak - at such a height, even if he fell on the roof of the building just now, he would be dead. If he leaned any further, he would have to let his brain kiss him. The sidewalk is gone.
"No, it can't be like this."
When he thought that even if he fell from his height, he would never escape death, wouldn't the little girl far higher up be even more dangerous
Not to mention, she was now in the hands of such a terrifying monster.
Little Victor was unwilling to give in, and the remaining muscles under his fat body tightened again, causing his hand holding the broom handle to lift slightly by half an inch.
In an instant, he was caught off guard and found that the broom suddenly accelerated his speed and headed higher and higher.
His eyes widened, the wind blew his hair around, and the hat on his head was already spinning and being sent to an unknown distance.
He flew! It really flew!
Although he himself didn't know how he flew, let alone what to do next, the key point was that he really flew!
"...Is this a 'left turn'?"
"ah-"
Little Victor suddenly realized that he might hit the building.