"Are you sure it's around here?"

In the mountains behind Greenwich Park, Harry was scurrying around in the woods with little Victor.

The two of them had come all the way from the previous church, and although they had the Cloak of Invisibility and Maca's Elixir of Immortal Concealment, they had been almost spotted by wandering monsters several times.

Thankfully, the intervention of the army and Maca's subsequent movement attracted the attention of most of the monsters, allowing them to enter the woods at the back of the garden without any danger.

And the two who have been searching until now don't even know that the battle outside has gradually calmed down with the help of Maca.

"Yes, at least my father was still here when we left."

Little Victor followed Harry, a little out of breath after the long hiatus. The woods were covered with snow at the moment, and the cold air made every breath he exhaled would condense a thick white mist.

"Hmm...... But it's been almost half a day, and it's possible that he's gone anywhere. So, I'm still looking to see if there are any traces that can point me in the right direction......

Speaking of which, he finally couldn't help but rub his somewhat numb hands.

"The weather is ...... Oh! I feel like I'm freezing, I hope my father is okay......"

"I hope ...... Oh no, I mean, your father will be fine! Harry shrunk his neck, he was already thinking about the warming potion that Maca had concocted, "By the way, you listen...... Do I think there are fewer gunshots outside than before? ”

"yes!" Little Victor looked down at the scattered traces on the snow, and said casually, "I hope those warriors are okay too!" ”

For those soldiers who suddenly appeared, they were somewhat wary at first. After all, the soldiers might not shoot at Muggle citizens, but they would certainly see wizards as enemies as well.

But the truth is that the warriors will help even the injured wizard, which makes both of them gradually relieved.

Even after arriving in this mountain forest, little Victor did not forget to pray secretly for those warriors.

To be honest, little Victor wasn't quite sure about his identity now - should he be a Muggle? Or should he be counted on the wizard's side?

But suddenly, Harry, who was about to echo the two sentences, temporarily stopped. Without saying a word, at a certain moment, he squatted down lightly next to the tree.

He immediately reached out and pushed away some of the snow, revealing a footprint that had been trampled on.

"Sir, can you see if this is the pattern of the soles of your father's shoes?"

"This ...... Oh, that's right! That's it! Little Victor leaned over to take a look, and immediately nodded, "Great, this is the direction, right?" Let's find out if there's anything else—"

"No, no, if we're sure the footprints are correct, we don't need more."

Harry reached out to stop little Victor as he walked forward, and placed his wand directly above the footprints.

"Trace!"

The words fell, and the two pairs of eyes were fixed on the wand he had placed in the palm of his hand at the same time, watching it slowly move on its own.

As it spun faster and faster around Harry's hand, it was evident that it suddenly began to slow down again, and finally settled in one direction.

"Oh! Magic is so amazing and so convenient! Little Victor suddenly said excitedly, "Can it tell us anything?" For example, how far is my father from us now? ”

"Then I can't," Harry shook his head helplessly as he motioned for little Victor to follow, "Actually, I'm not very good at these kinds of very elaborate spells, and Hermione is much better than me in this way!" ”

"Is that Miss Granger? Well, she does seem to be very smart, and I think you all seem to be willing to listen to her...... ”

As they spoke, they turned and walked briskly in the direction the tip of the wand was facing.

A short time later, when Harry, who was walking ahead, once again blocked a branch of a tree covered with snow, a small forest hunter's hut came into view.

It is a simple hut made of brown and black wood.

Perhaps because there was no canopy in that position, there was much more snow than around, and even the doorway was at least half heaped up.

And because of the natural wood color and the large area of frost and snow, it is really not so easy to recognize from a distance in this forest.

Seeing that there were many footprints in front of the hunting house that had been covered with a thin layer of snow, Harry knew that this was the person they were looking for.

On the other side, little Victor didn't need Harry's reminder, and hurriedly spread his legs and strode over.

"Dad? Dad, are you here? ”

The broken wooden door stained with snow slag could only protect against the small animals of the mountain at best, and little Victor pushed the door open, and then slumped through the small doorway.

Seeing this, Harry hurriedly followed him inside.

I said...... Why is someone making a noise outside, it turns out to be you kid-"

"Dad!"

As soon as little Victor entered, he immediately saw his drunken father huddled in a haystack, with the familiar smell of wine.

Looking at his slight trembling and weak speech, you can see that he is obviously frozen.

To say that this hut is really small, although there is basically not much stuff in it. But a small table and a simple bed nailed to the boards almost filled most of the space.

Opposite the cot that could barely sleep, a fireplace could provide a minimum of comfort and satisfaction in this shabby room.

It's just that......

With a pile of wood and matches on the shelves, old Victor did not light a fire to keep himself warm, but only shrank in a haystack and relied on what little wine he had left to ward off the cold.

"Dad, are you alright? How can you ......?"

"Stupid boy, let you go out and open your eyes...... Won't cure your stupidity. What if I had a little fire, what if I got those weird things? ”

Old Victor kept trembling, but he didn't forget to discipline his son. It seems that although he is not lightly frozen, his spirit is still good.

"The old gentleman is right, we really had better not light the fire......"

Harry, who had followed up with him, agreed, but little Victor didn't have the time to care about lighting a fire to keep warm.

Ignoring Harry's words for the time being, he hurriedly asked:

"Dad, this is it! You...... Did you know about wizards and magic from the beginning? Also, what the hell am I ...... What the hell is it? ”

"What is this...... his father squinted, "you are Lao Tzu's son, what else can you be?" ”

"Oh! I mean—" Little Victor was about to ask again, but suddenly, as if he realized something, he raised his voice sharply, "Do you ...... Dad, what are you...... Is it a 'wizard'? ”

"What, you kid can use magic?"

The old man rolled his eyelids and looked his son up and down, as if he were scrutinizing him.

Harry listened to the conversation between father and son, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

This Victor's past seems to be hiding a bizarre story?

"Magic?" When little Victor heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, how can it be...... I just suddenly realized that I could fly on a broomstick! Real flight! In the air above 100 meters and kilometers—"

"Huh, just riding a broom surprised you like this?" The old man pursed his lips and said, "Why don't you help you up?" Still talking about this...... Hey, do you really want to freeze your son here? ”

"Oh, yes, yes! Little Mr. Victor, I think it's better to take the old gentleman to a warmer place first! Harry then remembered the purpose of his trip, and hurriedly chimed in, "I'll take the old gentleman to church first, and then we'll go to your wife and children!" ”

As he spoke, Harry reached out and grabbed the old man's arm, muttering:

"Hermione will be complaining when she sees it—we won't have to wait until after the Christmas holidays to start apparition classes! Sir, you may feel a little uncomfortable, just bear with me! ”

Before the words fell, only a crackling explosion was heard, and Harry took the old Victor Phantom directly into shape.

When Sirius had taught him the spell, he had been largely restrained, and he would only use it when the Ministry of Magic didn't have time to pay attention to it today.

Moments later, when Harry reappeared in front of little Victor, his father had been left behind at the church.

"Seriously, it's a wonderful magic!" Little Victor's eyes widened when he saw Harry returning, "So, can't we use this magic to go to my house?" I think it would have been much quicker and safer than we could have walked through! ”

But Harry could only show a very regretful expression about this.

"If I've ever been a guest at your house, it will do!" He shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a pity that we didn't know each other before...... Let's go! We've got the Cloak of Invisibility and a potion, so if you're careful, you should be fine! ”

Following Harry out of the hunter's hut, little Victor looked at Harry's back and became more and more curious about the wizarding world.

Although he couldn't get anything out of the drunken daddy's mouth just now, he had already figured it out. Once he had ensured the safety of his wife and children, he had to force the old man to make it clear!

Otherwise, he always feels that his life has been in vain.

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