When I opened my eyes again, I didn’t know how long it had passed. The dim sunlight shone through the windows and refracted through the milky white wall tiles, making one feel like being in the dusk.
After moving his fingers, he didn't feel the delay of the nerve signal anymore, Xiao Kun turned his head and looked around, and sat up from the bed he was lying on.
The room I was in was very simple, with milky white brick walls on all sides, milky white tiled floor, and three hospital beds separated by medical curtains. Except for the bedside tables attached to each bed, there were no other medical devices.
He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists to feel the strength, then lifted the quilt to look, and found that there was nothing else on his body except elastic shorts.
Putting the quilt back on, Xiao Kun's gaze became distracted, but a storm was set off in his mind.
'Because I was trapped, my age was reduced by 7 years, 17-7=11. After all, there were only a few hours left to turn 18 before the time-traveling, and so many things happened after the time-traveling, it must have been a long time, so I am now 11 years old… '
Looking at the surrounding environment again, Xiao Kun continued to think inwardly: Looking at the surrounding environment, have I survived the Rubik's Cube curse at the initial stage of time travel... Also, what happened to my body before I fell into a coma? I vaguely remember something exploded...
crunch—
There was a heart-wrenching sound, the door of the ward opened, and a western man in a windbreaker walked out of the ward.
"You woke up the child." The man's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the patient, and people couldn't help but feel good about him.
"Uh... hello sir." Just after waking up from a coma, there are still a lot of things that I haven't figured out. Suddenly, a stranger interrupted my thoughts, which made Xiaokun slightly confused, so I could only simply call Say hello.
"You are fine." The man smiled, stepped forward, came to the side of the hospital bed, looked down at the child with a somewhat dazed expression, and said softly, "Mr. Kewen Quinn."
"Ah?" Xiao Kun became even more confused.
"I mean." The man pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and said again: "We know your name, Coven Quinn, right?"
"Kun..." Xiao Kun spit out a word subconsciously, and then looked helplessly on his face, lowered his head as if his neck had lost strength and said, "Okay, yes, that's right, I'm Quinn...Kevin Quinn."
The man didn't notice the child's emotions. He smiled and said, "I'm Robert Highmore. Before we talk about anything else, we need to know where your relatives are. After all..."
As he said that, a man named Robert Highmore reached out to pick up an envelope from the bedside table beside him, and shook it in front of Xiao Kun: "After sending you to the hospital last night, the admission notice was delivered. So we need to get in touch with your family."
"Family..." Helpless emotions surfaced on his face, our Mr. "Kevin Quinn" was almost filled with the word "pit", and then he suddenly became agitated, looked up into Robert Highmore's eyes, and spoke cautiously Asked: "Mr. Highmore, can I ask... how did you know my name?"
"This question..." Robert Highmore pondered for a while, and then responded with a smile: "Although many things need to be kept secret, you are a victim after all, so I can briefly disclose it to you."
Under Little Kewen's nervous gaze, Robert Highmore continued: "The person who kidnapped you yesterday was using a death curse on you, and my colleagues and I had no choice but to hit him hard, so after you escaped the death curse , the murderer has been seriously injured and is close to death."
Robert Highmore didn't notice the nervousness shown by Kewen, but continued: "After confirming that the murderer was too late to treat, my colleagues could barely pull out a trace of the murderer's memory. Therefore, we I learned your name from those few minutes of memory."
Death curse, memory withdrawal...
Listening to these unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar words, and recalling everything that happened after crossing the world, it didn't take long for Kewen to finally realize that a term appeared in his mind—Harry Potter!
"Mr. Quinn, Mr. Quinn!"
"Ah? Oh, what did you say?" Kewen regained consciousness from his trance, and immediately took back his thoughts.
"I mean, can you tell me now, how do I find your family?" Robert Highmore asked.
"Family..." Ke Wen sighed helplessly, then shook his head and said, "I may... I can't find them..."
"It doesn't matter children." Robert Highmore said softly: "We have thought of some possibilities, so I brought this from the Ministry."
As he spoke, Robert Highmore reached into his pocket and took out a dial-like object with a diameter of less than ten centimeters.
"Can you give me a drop of blood?" Robert Highmore held the dial in his palm and said at the same time, "This thing can help us find your family."
Kewen resisted a little, but he couldn't think of any reason for the refusal at the moment, so he could only put on a slightly excited expression on his face, and raised his right hand.
"Don't be afraid of the child, it's just like being bitten by a mosquito." Robert Highmore comforted softly, while pulling out a wooden stick from his bosom with his free right hand, and tapped it lightly on Cowen's palm.
It was indeed like being bitten by a mosquito, and then a drop of blood was put into the center of the dial as if being pulled by a wooden stick.
Then, Robert Highmore stared at the dial and began to mutter silently, while the only pointer on the dial began to rotate slowly, and finally stopped at the six o'clock direction of the dial.
Seeing this, Robert Highmore frowned slightly, then put the dial back into his pocket, stared at Ke Wen who was waiting for the answer, and couldn't help sighing softly.
"I'm sorry... child." After a pause, Robert Highmore continued: "Very bad news... your family is... gone, sorry."
His eyes froze, and then he let go, Ke Wen seemed to be shocked by the news, his mind went blank.
But in his heart, Ke Wen was greatly relieved, secretly thinking that he had finally been fooled again.
After the sound of footsteps left, Kewen refocused his attention on reality, watching Robert Highmore's leaving back, and kept churning one plan after another in his heart.
However, the time and place are wrong. Even though there are many plans constantly emerging in the mind, they may not be able to be perfectly implemented.
"Tsk..." He raised his hand and scratched his head in annoyance, Ke Wen felt a little regretful, why did he only have a general understanding of the Harry Potter works at the beginning.
In other words, what was the reason why you were not interested in the work of 'Harry Potter'
Oh yes, it's because the world outlook is too small.
After all, human beings in the new era have already rushed out of the universe, and that book was still engaged in palace battles between several fart places, so I only watched the first movie briefly, and the rest of it was casually read on the Internet. Browse through the introduction.
"What do you still remember..." Thinking of this, Ke Wen couldn't help but feel even more distressed. Looking back carefully, he could only remember the rough plot of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.
There's Harry Potter, Hermione, and a... redhead...
The others are Dumbledore, Sne... what is it
However, in the whole work, the most clearly remembered name is Voldemort. After all, this is no longer a name and a title. In the new era, you can still hear who is old Voldemort from the game...
(end of this chapter)