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VIII "Baldomero" The strange conversation

halls were empty and in total silence during the time he had been hiding in the library was lost not only breakfast but had also begun classes. Early played kind of "Transmigration" with Professor Manuela McGonagiu, so I ran to find the corresponding class and went without even knocking thereby disrupting the class. Everyone turned to watch him, including Professor McGonagiu to not do anything of grace seemed to be interrupted.

- Where do you see you, boy? - He asked the teacher McGonagiu it was quite strict with their students
- Sorry to be made later
ma - Well, that's your problem, now tell me your name so that you can put the corresponding lack of assistance
- Gerardo pa Putas Miss MacGonagall serve
- McGonagiu Gerardo, McGonagiu, now go away to reflect on what he has done and not again interrupt one of my classes
never left crestfallen
Gerardo ignoring the laughter of his teammates, what he was annoyed to have missed that class in advance so interesting, I was convinced that the teacher McGonagiu going to surprise them getting into the skin of a kitten or something. She walked the aisles for a while without knowing what to do until it happened the wonderful idea of \u200b\u200bvisiting his friend Haris to whom long time no see. Haris
The housing area was close to where were the stables and the farm was a small adobe house in one room that served as kitchen, living room and bedroom was decorated with a bad taste in your Inside was more furniture from Rococo to the curtains, cushions and carpets latest market and numerous photographs of animals covered the four walls of the house. But the worst was that, despite the limited space, Haris shared these few square meters with a lot of animals as diverse, a sow, hens, a titi monkey, a huge dog, a goat and a parrot among many others, all they had in common was the animals that had blob of Mercurochrome aujeraco around the ass, no one rid of the foreign services of that strange dwarf tastes.
The foul smell that was accumulating inside the house was one of the main reasons that Haris did not have many visitors. Gerardo
this seemed to matter little, was delighted to see again Haris or as he called him Haris Willow while on the other hand, the visit caught him completely off guard because they were still in school hours.

- How are you doing here Gerardo?
- Hi Willow, I just had to hide for a while because there were boys who wanted to give me blows and then the teacher lets ma not being late to class
- Gerardo Well sorry but that's no reason to be late class, you must learn to defend yourself if you want that you continue to take
- What are many great
- And you tell me me? A good kick in the gitanales and She will not return to incordiarte
- What?
- Leave it, and I'll talk to the director to remedy this as soon as school violence. Anda nice passes and took a seat where you can now serve a lime to relax a bit you notice something
nervous - A linden, that is what it is, not drogaina that my grandfather will not let me? Gerardo

sat on a huge sofa, between a kitten great and full of plaques and a pregnant widow and suckling pig, waiting for him to return his friend took the opportunity to look closely inside the house. Haris
returned with a cup of lime, which was a foul infusion of death but not drank Gerardo look bad.

- something I can help Gerardo?
- Are you my father?
- No, I told you the other day not
- Oh, sorry, ma not remember. Well if I can think of other thing you ask yourself, is it the other night, I mean, the other day, I overheard some gentlemen want to say something about a man "who should not be pronunciao" or something asin. Well that's, that caught my curiosity and stuff

Haris took a while to respond, had to ponder his words for not giving more information than the boy needed to know.

- That's you heard about was a known criminal underworld, it seems that coming from any country in this, his real name is Vladimir Radosavljevic Oleksandr "or so is known in the world of the mafia, of the Organizatsiya to be more precise, but the strangest thing is that it was a big fan of world of magic, sought by all means be regarded as the greatest of all wizards, coming to rely on multiple occasions to violence, was a magician and he became feared known for many different names, "He who can not be pronounced," "The murderer of rabbits," "The Wizard bad", but many others who were not afraid and tried to confront him called him "Baldomero"
- I that things
- Baldomero "The Pimp" - Haris pointed
- I want to sound, the truth
- Baldomero "The pimp" - insisted Haris
- Yeah, something tells me
- Baldomero "The pimp who killed a whore
- Oh,
- A hammer
- Dio mio, me sounds much
- Baldomero" The pimp who killed a whore with a hammer that was your mother
- Oh, I think that is who you say

Then Gerardo reminded that wicked man who sometimes went by the caravan where he lived with his grandparents and his mother required him much their collection, it was worse than a glass of water to scrub up his grandfather was afraid when approached by the neighborhood children fled in terror and hid in the first place they found, neighbors locked up at home and prostitutes submissive waiting to their turn to pay, he was a pimp. But since the day his mother was murdered, and nobody heard from him or say his name again, now seemed to understand why Gerardo, well, not really but he kept his head to spin.