Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 441 Albania

Albania, according to the Muggle government's official statistics, has a third of their land covered with dense forests.For muggles, this is a very holy place for vacation, but for decent wizards in the wizarding world, this is not a country worth lingering.

The population of this country is not too large, and this also leads to a very limited number of wizards with magical talents in the country, which brings a very direct problem, that is——
Albania does not have enough native wizards to support them to establish a legal Ministry of Magic recognized by the International Federation of Wizards. A lot of confusion has arisen.

The magical animals living in this country are killed arbitrarily, all kinds of precious potion material smugglers will choose to trade here, black magic is prevalent, and traditional witches conduct all kinds of cruel experiments here
Later, this place simply became a lawless place, a paradise for sin.

Many guys who were hunted by the Ministry of Magic in their own country came here to hide. The Wizarding Union will only turn a blind eye and close one eye,

In other words, even though Dumbledore wanted to help the Muggles here, he was powerless.

Behind the chaos in Albania, the interests behind the magic circles of various countries have been involved. Just like the underground world deep in Knockturn Alley, it has been protected by a network of black and white. Dumbledore wants to change this country, unless he himself The wand rushed here to kill.

Evening is gone, night is coming.

The rosy light in the sky is gradually fading, and the setting sun has also changed from crimson to light red. At the intersection of the sea and the sky, there are faintly scattered black dot-like fishing boats struggling to land. This picture reflects the infinite vastness of the sea .

The Muggle tourists obviously knew that after nightfall, the law and order in this country was not very good.

Although they were still lingering in the beautiful natural scenery, they still called their companions at the same time, took a slightly hurried pace, got in the car and left.

When the lonely moon shadow loomed in the sky, there were still not many Muggles left in the primeval forest and the hilly border covered with green lawns. However, on the shore of the shimmering lake, there was a middle-aged woman who was pulled by several policemen. Down, kneeling on the shore, weeping in despair.

"what happened?"

A young man with a travel suitcase quietly appeared behind a policeman, put one on his hips, and sighed, the Muggle policeman who seemed to be of Greek descent was terrified.

"Oh shit, where did you come from!"

It seems that the Muggle policeman like the captain almost sprained his ankle, and his fingers even touched the handle of the gun, but after his eyes swept over the whole body of the gray-haired young man, the vigilance in his eyes dissipated, replaced by , A little shame and anger after being frightened.

"what's going on?"

The gray-haired young man didn't care about the little emotions of the Muggle police, he picked his chin, looked at the middle-aged woman on the shore of the lake who was pulling with several policemen, crying loudly and about to rush into the lake, and continued to ask.

"Hey--"

The Muggle policeman also seemed to be a very talkative person. He didn't worry about how the gray-haired young man groped behind him without making a sound on the lawn with a clear view.He sighed and looked at the middle-aged woman with sympathy.

"This is a tourist from Italy. In the morning, the lady and her daughter were rowing in the lake. Everything was normal, but then a gust of wind blew over. She just squinted her eyes and her daughter disappeared. "

"Oh--"

The color of the eyes is very strange, but the appearance is very handsome, and the young man with an eye-catching temperament lingers on his body and nods thoughtfully,

"Where is the search team, haven't you tried going to the lake to look for it?"

"You're a stranger, sir, and you don't know what's going on here--"

The Muggle policeman lowered his voice, afraid of irritating the Italian woman whose nerves had collapsed, he turned his face sideways and whispered in the ear of the gray-haired young man,
"This kind of thing happens from time to time in our place. Tourists are playing in the lake, forest or near the scenic spots, but in a blink of an eye, their family members disappear no matter how hard they work. After a while, some Fortunately, they will appear in another place inexplicably. These people have lost their memories of the disappearance period. They don’t know why they appear in another place, and they don’t know what they have experienced—”

"Unfortunately?"

"Oh—" the Muggle policeman's face became terrified,
"Unfortunately, by the time people found them, they had already lost their lives. But the cause of death could not be found on their bodies. The worst thing was that they disappeared completely, and nothing was found."

"Well--"

Looking at the grief-stricken Muggle woman, a deep light flashed in Amosta's eyes,
"Have you ever actually investigated the cause?"

"Of course we want to, but the higher-ups won't let us!"

The Muggle policeman shouted indignantly,
"The government is afraid that if word of this gets out, no tourists will come to the country. They bully and persuade tourists who have lost their families not to spread the word. If you ask me, this scumbag politician is like, oh shit!"

The Muggle policeman suddenly interrupted his continuous complaints, jumped away from the gray-haired young man, and stared at him with horrified eyes,
"I shouldn't have told you this, oh shit. Well, forget what I just said, go back to the hotel and rest, sir, there are big wild animals here at night, I guess, you don't want to disappear suddenly, Then after a period of time, someone will find it in the stinky ditch!"

"Thank you for reminding me, I certainly don't want to end up like this—"

The gray-haired young man nodded to the Muggle policeman and smiled politely.

"Then leave immediately!"

The Muggle policeman waved his arms at Amosta aggressively, trying to drive him away. After seeing Amosta turn away, he looked at the middle-aged woman who was crying hoarsely, and sighed continuously— -
When the Muggle police looked away, the gray-haired young man suddenly stopped walking. He turned his head and took a deep look at the middle-aged Italian woman, and a thunderous anger flashed in his eyes.

The gray-haired young man was, of course, Amosta Blaine.

Four or five days ago, Amostar was floating in the ocean with Sirius.

Azkaban and his party gained a lot. According to the original plan, he planned to return to No. 12 Grimmauld Place to stay for a while to digest the gains of this trip.

But just at the end of this adventure, a letter from Kacus Foley interrupted Amosta's plan, forcing him to rush to this place with a lot of energy. How familiar country.

This primeval forest looks more wild and dangerous than the Forbidden Forest adjacent to Hogwarts.

In the dense forest, there are many towering giant trees that are dozens of feet high and cannot be embraced by several adults.There was still a twilight of the setting sun in the sky outside, and the forest was already soaked in darkness.

The Golden Viper, dressed in black, ignored those greedy eyes that were peeking secretly and waiting for an opportunity in the deep darkness, and walked along the imperceptible path with difficulty.The surrounding vines were so thick that Amostar wasn't sure if he was on the right path, or if he had gone the wrong way.

Golden Viper took out the letter from Kakus, and a simple magic map was attached to the letter.

The map showed that he was already very close to his destination. After wandering his eyes and identifying the direction, he walked forward again.

Ten minutes later, under a thick spruce tree, the golden viper stopped.

A goat's head hangs from a spruce base.

This goat's head is very strange, the flesh and blood at the fracture of the neck is still very fresh, a few drops of blood are crumbling, but the whole has been weathered, and the position of the eyes has turned into a dark cave.

"I'm going into camp."

Facing the goat's head, Jin Viper said in an old voice.

quack quack--
There was a sudden breeze around the depressing place, and the goat's head fixed on the spruce suddenly smiled ghostly, and two green fluorescent lights lit up from the dark eye sockets,
"State your name and referrer."

Goat's hair screeched like nails scraping a blackboard.

"My name is Gold Viper, and I was introduced by Cacus Foley—"







(End of this chapter)