Chapter Ninety-Four: Why Are You So Skilled!

When Alan and the others escaped from Dumbledore's office, Harry rushed over with a painful expression on his face - looking at the expression, he probably didn't explain, but well, I don't know if he was vented violently or dragged over under some pretext.

To be reasonable, although there are a lot of witches in Hogwarts, but this witch is not the witch of the other, the legend has it that those witches live in the deep mountains and old forests, have a huge crucible, stirring on the fire all day long, from time to time to add insects, branches and other magical materials to it, and then waiting for some strange thing to boil is not a scene at all.

Let's put it this way, although many Muggle products don't work at all due to Hogwarts' location, and they lose their effect after entering the castle, it doesn't mean that some Muggle things aren't popular in Hogwarts.

For example, the all-encompassing cure-bag.

Well, if we think about it, we can see that even when she ran for her life, Hermione still carried her handbag.

Of course, the handbag has released a traceless stretching spell, but what the release material is still has to be considered - it can't be said that the beige blue wizard robe and the pale pink one style are used, right?

Well, stop, stop.

Cure all diseases, cure all diseases.

Anyway, Alan felt that if he asked Harry how to get out now, Harry would probably have to collapse here, in order to capture Voldemort's plan not to be destroyed by such a small accident in the beginning, Alan did nothing but pat the shoulder to comfort him.

The teleportation was still in Dumbledore's office - Hogwarts' day-to-day spells over the years had made it impossible for anyone except the Headmaster to move around a large area of Hogwarts through Apparition, the most convenient form of magic, and even if the students were to take a Transfiguration class, they had to report to the Headmaster in advance to remove the protection of the field.

Therefore, until there are no professor-level traitors in the castle, the whereabouts of Alan and his party are absolutely secret.

"If everyone is ready, I think we can prepare for today's trip. Dumbledore smiled, then motioned for the group to grab his clothes, and turned on the apparition once everything was ready.

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It's the feeling of stuffing people into a water pipe and then punching it out - this is Allen's biggest complaint about the traditional illusion shifter, and there is no sense of experience at all.

Easily steady, Eren watched the others emerge from the vertigo of the distant apparitions, and then looked around, taking in the place where Dumbledore had led the group of them.

There should be a village around here, and not far from Allen, the patchwork of stone huts and snow make up a typical picture of the English countryside - of course, this is pure Allen's, he didn't have enough money to go out at the beginning of the orphanage, and then if he had a little money, he had always been visiting the wizarding world, the appearance of the English countryside, he really hadn't seen it a few times.

Although the twins are in the village, and Alan has been there several times, it is obvious that they can't leave the scope of magic protection at will to perform a great change for the villagers - not to mention Allen, who has only been there for a few days, even the Weasleys, who have been living over there, live next door to Muggles, and they know almost nothing about phone calls, letters, etc., so you can imagine the number of times they deal with Muggles every day.

Of course, that's none of Allen's business - he doesn't have the spare time to promote the merger of Muggles and the wizarding world, and he's not an idle egg.

Wizards have finally established a new and more harmonious order with Muggles for so many years, and if he insists on reforming, he may be hacked into three generations of the Dark Lord - you don't need to think carefully to know how much pressure within the wizarding world will be if you want to merge with Muggles, pure-blood families, the Ministry of Magic, the pretentious Muggle-born wizards, and the squibs who are discriminated against, one counts as one, and it's strange not to trouble Allen.

Especially the Squibs - compared to Muggles, although they can't use magic, but they can still get the knowledge of the wizarding world, and use this knowledge to find a job to support themselves, if it is said that the wizarding world and Muggles merge, then they are ahead of Muggles and there is only one Dementor left, that has a hairy use...

Although it looks like a group of pure-bloods are living quite down, whether it is Voldemort's mother or the Weasley family, they are all living in poverty, but in fact, Voldemort's mother is completely sad and unwilling to work or even maintain his own life, and Ron's father is simply because he has too many children, normally speaking, an ordinary wizarding family is actually far better than the average Muggle family- The Ministry of Magic is not stupid, even if they only have the IQ of normal people, they will learn from the British government's attitude of high welfare to support the people below.

In general, Muggles had to eat the blood of Eastern Europe and defeated countries after World War II to maintain high welfare and the satisfaction of the population—in the early days, sheep and humans had not yet gone to sea with ships.

Wizards are different, even in ancient times, wizards still have high benefits - Voldemort's maternal grandfather was so poor that he didn't have to work to support his family, the family was sold out, and the remaining two were reluctant, so why eat?

Otherwise, why would those purebloods watch so many laws protecting Muggles pass?

Of course, these are just Allen's speculations - obviously he can't ask any of his classmates how high the subsistence in the wizarding world is, that would be rude, everything he found when he looked up Voldemort's relevant information, and in addition, he also found a lot of magical deficiencies when he looked through those books, a fairly reasonable but not purely coincidence in the information, that is, I don't know when I will find those missing parts.

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"Where is this, Dumbledore?" Sirius asked as Alan looked at him, the quickest of his temper apparently choosing the shortest path when he sought answers.

"A guess about the location—" Dumbledore replied as he surveyed the village, a slight smile in his tone, "Looks like I didn't make much of a mistake even if I didn't remember it clearly—at least we weren't in the creek, were we?"

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The four were silent - Dumbledore was not only less reliable when it wasn't critical, but he even liked to lead others in unreliable directions.

"Alright, I'm just setting the mood up - this is near Peter Pettigrew's house. Dumbledore gave the answer easily.

"Wormtail?" Sirius' eyes widened, "Isn't he dead?"

This attitude is understandable—if Harry hadn't stopped him at the time, Sirius would have been able to tear the worm's tail into pieces, the kind that would have been sold at ten miles without secondary processing.

"Of course, we've already confirmed this, and I'm well aware of Tom that a man of his ruthlessness would never come here to mourn Peter's death - but I'm not sure how much Peter would reveal to him when he was around Voldemort, and I think that if Peter did come back with Voldemort, he would probably be timid enough to take Voldemort to his old house, which is normal for a frightened person. ”

There's nothing wrong with that – when people are frightened, the first place they choose to flee is their home.

Of course, in this regard, Sirius is probably not able to understand it.

The children of the Qiao family can't afford to hurt them since they were children.

However, apparently Dumbledore didn't fully explain the meaning of the matter - there are many sources of his information, but not all of them are reliable, the truth of the news needs to be verified personally, and even when there is no breakthrough, he has to analyze Voldemort's mood and thoughts little by little to need new clues.

Don't look at Dumbledore's lesson to Harry, Horcruxes or something are easily drawn out of the range and trees or something, but how can the real situation be so simple - how many people can have memories of Voldemort's youth and school?

The guys who possessed these precious clues, after Voldemort succeeded in making himself a mysterious man in the wizarding world, how many of them dared to reveal Voldemort's secrets to others? It was just a memory of seven Horcruxes, how long did it take Dumbledore to complete, and even at the end of the day, he had to treat it as a homework for Harry to complete, otherwise the last piece of this precious puzzle would not be able to be put together.

You know, even in the castle where the secret room incident took place, everyone was in danger, and Dumbledore was even besieged by a bunch of school board members, after Harry said that Voldemort was doing something, Dumbledore almost blurted out the location of Voldemort - at such a critical juncture, he didn't forget to deal with Voldemort's information, and he could only say that Tom was really dead and not wronged...

Similarly, Wormtail's hometown should also be a valuable piece of information that he has gathered with great difficulty - for wizards, it is a matter of course to conceal the exact location of their house, except for Voldemort's grandfather, who has no money and no strength, and the others are even the fugitive Horace. Slughorn didn't forget to get a bunch of spells in front of his temporary residence to prevent Muggles from seeing them, and even a bunch of spells to warn danger, so that he could quickly disguise a murder scene before Dumbledore arrived.

And Wormtail's hometown, when he left home, it was when Voldemort was raging, and there is no need to say how deeply the wizard hid at that time.

And after Wormtail faked his death, his mother died in the back, causing their family to completely lose the existence of living people, and the specific address of the house was firmly protected by time for more than ten years - even Dumbledore couldn't have watched Wormtail's home as a place for dangerous people to live after the war, right?

And after Wormtail was thrown into Azkaban and even escaped, even the Ministry of Magic gave up the search of his hometown—or could forget about it, just as Sirius had been on the run for so long, and no one had heard to go to Sirius's hometown to find someone.

If anyone remembered it during that time, it is estimated that he would have received a double reward from the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort - before Voldemort's resurrection was completely recognized, it was the common wish of the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort to completely destroy the Order of the Phoenix...

"Pettigrew's old mansion?" Harry looked at the neighborhood for a moment's astonishment - there were no buildings around that looked like wizarding families.

Sirius's hometown Harry hasn't been to it yet, after all, the local tyrant Sirius directly bought Harry's neighbor's house in order to find Harry, so Harry, who has only seen Ron's family, directly took Ron's house as a reference object to find possible wizarding buildings, which is of course unrealizable...

"Of course, Harry, this is it, but there are too many ways for wizarding families to conceal themselves - you know, Muggles and wizards don't have a harmonious relationship. Alan added, and his fingers swirled nearby, as if they were poking something out of the air.

"Well, here, there are traces of magic use here, though faint, almost invisible from the impact of time-" Alan muttered to himself, holding out two fingers, the tips of which pressed slightly, as if they had pressed against a stone.

Pale golden traces of magic came out of Ellen's fingertips - Harry cried out suddenly.

"Oh my God, Alan, there's a Muggle kid, he's seen us!"

In the direction of Harry's gaze, a thickly dressed child of about eight or nine years old with a clumsy sleigh was coming out of his house, his eyes firmly fixed on the direction of Allen, his eyes full of curiosity.

Harry couldn't help but panic - using magic in front of Muggles was a serious offense, and their actions today were still relatively covert, and it was hard to explain how they were caught by the Ministry of Magic.

"Well, Harry, there are a variety of Muggle protection spells at the door of this house, and he just saw the squirrel in the tree on the other side of us, so there's nothing surprising about it, just a few more times you can deal with similar magic. Alan said as he scribbled in mid-air with golden traces - compared to the magic locks in the ruins, this kind of part-time job at home is not worth mentioning, that is, it is a little difficult to find after a long time.

After he had drawn the entire pattern, a dangling door appeared.

"Okay, it's going to be hard to break the original bloodline lock, but I've made a quick move to bypass it and reopen a door so we can go inside. ”

Alan clapped his hands as he spoke, with a look of accomplishment.

Then, he froze.

Looks like the headmaster is still over there, and he's done it all by himself? Besides, isn't it too skilled to be so fast?