Albania

Heavy rain poured down for days.

The ground is muddy, the mountains are like bathtubs, and there is water everywhere.

A bluestone-paved avenue, sandwiched between the hills on both sides, is undulating, like a huge wave.

At the end of the bluestone road, there is a four-way intersection, and next to the road sits a dilapidated inn.

There is an insect-eaten stand in front of the door, and the sign reads faintly:

Prancing Horse Inn!

This inn has been in business here for 50 years. The owner of the storefront is a blind left-eyed wizard, affectionately known as ...... Old Tom.

The location of this store is not superior, and it is even said that it is a bit remote.

But it is often full, with admirers and explorers from all over the world.

The main reason for this phenomenon is the famous wizard...... Nocha Danmas.

Born in the 16th century, he was a French prophet and the author of the prophetic poem "The Centuries".

One of them mentions:

He searched the Albanian forest, where treasures were buried.

Local shamans even spread the word of mouth, in the distant times, the Grim Reaper chose this forest to bury the treasure.

Whenever someone questioned it, Old Tom would sit down, take a puff of Albanian tobacco, and retort loudly:

"Of course it's true!"

Then, in the Chinese languages he had learned for decades, he said skillfully:

"It was fifty years ago, and I was still young, and according to the ancient legend, I went deep into the forest in search of the treasure of the Grim Reaper."

"At sunset, in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere, I often come across a young wizard, probably seventeen or eighteen years old, and handsome."

"Is it really handsome?" A witch with an English accent interrupted.

She was a little chubby, with thick blonde hair that was fashionably curled.

"Hey! Of course, Miss! I still remember what he looked like. Old Tom grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Just look at me, he's more handsome than when we were younger."

"That's the end of it!" The witch rolled her eyes.

"Hey! Little girl, I don't like to hear what you say. Old Tom smiled and said:

"We were in Shili and Eight Towns back then, and that was a famous handsome guy."

"Just you? Don't be funny. The witch said bluntly, "Have you ever seen a truly handsome wizard?" ”

"You give me an example?"

William...... William Stark, have you heard of it? ”

"Stark, a familiar name?" Old Tom stared at his cloudy right eye. "I'm sure I've heard it somewhere!"

"No! Here's it! The witch pulled a copy of the Daily Prophet from her pocket and pointed to the prominent headline on it.

Old Tom reads:

"Shocked! According to the follow-up report of front-line reporters, England is invincible in the training match, or will win all the group stage and qualify, creating World Cup history......"

"Sorry, I got the wrong one." The witch scratched her hair in embarrassment. She remembered it in her pocket.

Memory is even worse!

She hurriedly changed a newspaper.

The International Congress of Wizards will be held on July 13 in Venice, Italy.

Judging from the latest news, the biggest highlight of the conference, in addition to the representatives of various countries, was the invitation of the famous Mr. Stark and Miss Granger.

It is known that the two were first-hand witnesses of the events in Paris, France. Countries will consult and negotiate on this matter to deal with Arya Grindelwald......

There's also a photo of William and Hermione below.

"Oh, I remember, it's him." Old Tom knocked his cigarette gun.

"Last summer, it was both of them. I heard about a dark wizard who almost ruined Paris. ”

"That's right." The witch said proudly: "You know what it means to be outstanding, right?" ”

"Cut, little wizard, let him come to Albania......" The wizard at the next table spat disdainfully.

"I don't need a wand, I can pinch him to death with one hand!"

Theon hates other people's handsomeness the most. In his opinion, it is a great sin to grow like this!

If you meet this kid, you have to break his three legs and make him handsome.

The witch glanced at Theon's scarred face and shook her head disdainfully.

She was about to make a sarcastic remark when old Tom hurriedly waved his hand.

"Alright, let's not mention Stark, this kind of genius is too far away from us."

Seeing that the two were about to clash, Tom stopped, "Let's continue to listen to my story." ”

Everybody mentions the spirit.

"Fifty years ago, I was in the jungles of Albania and met that young wizard several times.

He was looking for something, sometimes cutting down trees, sometimes looking at maps.

It seemed very unpleasant to meet people. It is clear that he wants to avoid the eyes and ears of others, and what he does contains secrets. ”

"And then?" Theon asked.

"Later?" Tom raised his voice.

"I never saw the young wizard again. But when he left, a local Muggle guide died.

I went to see it, and I was unharmed, but my face was terrified. ”

"Avada Suo?" Theon said thoughtfully.

Quite a few wizards took a breath of cold air, including the blonde witch with a large pie.

"Yes, definitely." Old Tom was pleased with everyone's expressions.

"But it doesn't prove anything...... As you just said, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he had not been an adult for long. The witch couldn't help but retort.

"Can such a young wizard use an unforgivable spell?"

Old Tom laughed without saying a word, picked up his cigarette gun, slumped his way, and began to smoke the clouds.

Well, looking at the old man's smoking, he couldn't be more familiar, and it's time to pay for alcohol.

Sure enough, he waved his wand, and bottles of Marsala were already floating towards the wine table.

After buying the wine, old Tom whetted his appetite again, and then continued.

"I met the young man several times and talked to him. I told him that my name was Little Tom.

You know...... He said...... What's his name? Old Tom lowered his voice.

"What's it called?" The witch asked.

Old Tom almost whispered, "Voldemort......"

Hiss...... Everyone, including Scarface's Theon, also took a breath of cold air.

"...... when I was young Mystery man? The witch asked, trembling.

"Yes! I, Tom, swear that I am definitely not lying! ”

"Yes, he was still young at the time, and it is estimated that he used this name for the first time, but he didn't expect to be so famous in the future." Theon muttered.

"And what is he looking for?" Another wizard asked tentatively. "A treasure hidden in Albania?"

"It must be a powerful weapon, that's why he's so powerful, even Dumbledore is his opponent." Someone whispered analysis.

"That's right, the Muggle Guide must have found out about this, and he killed him!" An old witch said.

"But the mysterious man was defeated by the boy who didn't die!" The witch emboldened herself.

"yes, but ...... Isn't there always a rumor that he's not dead? Old Tom lowered his voice.

"Legends...... He returned to Albania. I've even seen Dumbledore come here to investigate......"

There was a dead silence again.

"Why?" Theon muttered. "Perhaps, Voldemort didn't get the Grim Reaper's treasure intact.

That treasure is still hidden in the depths of the forest! ”

Everyone's eyes became obscure, and greed gradually rose.

Old Tom smiled with satisfaction.

The beginning of the story is all true.

He had indeed met the young wizard who called himself Lord Voldemort. A guide also died fifty years ago.

But the second half, such as Voldemort still alive and back in Albania, is fake news that he made up.

Only in this way can there be a steady stream of tourists to explore the Albanian forests.

He can attract business.

As for how many people die each year...... Who cares.

"Alas, it's damn weather!" Old Tom scolded.

It has been raining for half a month, and there are many fewer wizards on this year's expedition than in previous years.

Listen to the tourists in Italy...... Venice, across the Adriatic Sea, is about to be flooded.

What the hell weather!

At this moment, a figure emerged from the dark forest in the distance.

He was wearing a black smock and looked embarrassed.

From time to time, he stopped to observe the plains around him, as if to see if anyone had noticed him.

His tiptoeing, his attitude, his swift and sneaky movements, resemble a ...... haunted the forest at dusk Devil.

The witch looked up and threw herself through the crack in the door, staring at the sneaky wizard.

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Thanks to the Ace101 boss for the tip.

There was a bit of a delay, the update was late, sorry. ）