Chapter 299: Let Me See Who Is So Lucky?
The rest of the journey began to be very difficult, as it was a completely uncivilized and unspoiled wilderness.
The steep mountains, the dark and dense forests, as if exuding black bewitching power, the group walked through it, even with the use of various useful life spells, it was still quite difficult to trek.
And they've been spared dampness, mosquitoes, terrain, weather, temperature, and so on because of their clever use of spells...... And so on and so forth, and so on.
After all, they are all wizards, and each one of them is directly light, and only the wand is almost a must.
If you are a Muggle traveler and want to try outdoor survival and orienteering, you often need to wear targeted equipment, but also carry a heavy backpack.
But even so, they still feel that the journey is very difficult, very difficult, and the journey is full of fatigue and danger.
Just like the Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts School, this kind of territory that Muggles have not set foot in for thousands of years is not only wild and primitive, but also often retains a good magical environment ecology, inhabiting a large number of dangerous magical creatures and even magical plants.
Even with the escort of an adult wizard, the warriors were repeatedly exposed to various horrific dangers in the past two days, such as the fact that Krum was almost hanged alive by a devil's vine just as he left the camp to make it convenient.
If it weren't for Professor Moody's feeling that he hadn't been back for a long time, and that he hadn't made a sound at all, it seemed abnormal, so he worriedly looked at it with his magical eyes, and the Quidditch star would have turned into plant compost.
Anyway, when everyone rushed over, he had already been strangled by the devil's vine, his eyes were bulging, his tongue was sticking out, his face was purple, and he looked like he was out of breath and less in breath.
There is also Fleur, a beautiful girl with Meiwa blood, who has most of the same good habits as girls, that is, love cleanliness.
She can't tolerate a dirty self, and she can't tolerate herself as a girl who doesn't take a shower for two days.
Because of this, she was almost swallowed by something in a cold pool, and although she eventually escaped death, no one could be sure of what terrible creature had befallen her.
Afterwards, the professors searched the entire waterhole, but found nothing, only to determine that the deepest part of the water was connected to an underground river, and the monster may have returned to the intricate underground river.
In such a situation, it is really unrealistic to want to track down unknown monsters, and everyone can only choose to give up...... Everyone can only sincerely hope that Fleur will not leave too strong a psychological shadow area because of this incident.
Otherwise, it would be terrible if such a beautiful girl didn't take a bath in the future.
Even Harry, who had always been cautious and had not encountered too many dangers, was distressed, and he really couldn't understand why these adult wizards were able to take them to Transylvania without taking them directly to that old wizarding town.
Why do they have to make such a difficult journey through mountains, forests, and swamps, slowly looking for the existence of that ancient town, is this also part of the content of the project?
When he first embraced that magical way of traveling, he was so disgusted that he couldn't eat for the whole day, and he made up his mind that he would never use that disgusting way of traveling again if he had a choice.
But in the primitive wilderness, after two days of difficult trekking and orienteering, Harry decisively felt that it was very worthwhile to endure the discomfort and nausea for a while, in exchange for the comfort and enjoyment that followed.
No matter what, as long as you can leave this mysterious and unknown danger, even the trees grow strangely and hideously, and return to a place with hot water, towels, and beds......
- Then he is willing to accept anything!
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"Not really, Harry, what is your impression of Apparition?"
In response to the question asked by his godson, Sirius, who was shuttling through the dense forest, sighed, changed the tone of his guardian, and asked step by step.
"Just disappearing from one place and reappearing in another in the blink of an eye......," Harry replied, not disgusted by Sirius' tone.
"Well, this impression can't be said to be wrong, it's just that you also know that they will disappear from their current location and appear in the place they have in mind, and it takes the wizard to have a good understanding of the destination, and they need to imagine it clearly in their minds."
Sirius nodded, and said in a brisk tone.
"What if they don't know enough about the destination? What if they only realize that they don't have a clear goal in mind when they use this magic? It would be a catastrophic act! β
"That's right, we only know that there is such an ancient town in Transylvania, but we don't know where it is-"
Professor Lupin, who was behind him, also took over, "After all, they have been rejecting outsiders for two centuries, and there is only a record of the existence of the town, and in fact we don't know what it has become now. β
"So, you can't imagine that location in your minds, and you can't directly apparilate to it?" Harry felt as if he understood.
"Not only that, but there are places like Hogwarts, where anti-apparition is cast, and most importantly, apparition to the other person's territory without their consent is no different from kicking someone open......
Professor Moody in front of him said this angrily, and he didn't look back, but the magic eye suddenly turned to the back of his head, glanced at Harry, and then continued to spin.
He didn't seem to be affected by what had happened before, he didn't leave much psychological shadow, and he seemed to be limping when he walked, and he had to walk on crutches, but in fact he was walking like a fly.
Worthy of being the best Auror the Ministry of Magic has ever seen, Harry felt that he admired such a professor, and if he had been caught in a replacement and locked in a box for months, he would have collapsed.
And thanks to the presence of Professor Moody's magic eye, which constantly turns around vigilantly to scout the surrounding environment, thus helping the team avoid many dangers, that magic eye can penetrate walls, trees, and see through a variety of magical effects, including invisibility.
No wonder he was chosen as one of the few companions, and when it came to this place, his role was truly irreplaceable.
And then, not too much time has passed-
The group finally saw a mountain city that seemed to be left over from the Middle Ages at the end of the distant vision, which was sheltered by the mountains and integrated with the mountains, and the vast mountains and forests around it were its camouflage and protection.
Huge log fences, mottled old suspension bridges, built using a fault zone somewhere on a mountain peak as a moat.
It was already dusk, and under the oblique light of the setting sun, the mountain city seemed to be full of ancient traces and precipitated the breath of history.
The people, who were already physically and mentally exhausted, suddenly felt refreshed, so they quickened their pace, and walked through the last section of the same unsmooth uphill road, and everyone came to the front of the suspension bridge.
However, to their surprise, the suspension bridge of the mountain city was not only hoisted high, but the inner city gate was tightly closed, and even the people guarding the gate did not exist, and the city was also silent and silent.
These people all subconsciously looked up into the distance, faintly looking inside through the tall fence wall, and could only see the rows of spire-like buildings.
"Is this the old town of Transylvania? Isn't it said that this is a major wizarding colony like Hogsmeade, why is there no one? β
In the silence, Harry couldn't help but raise his confusion, in his opinion, the style of the so-called wizarding town should be the same as that of the wizarding village Hogsmeade.
It's a picturesque village of cottages and shops that looks like a Christmas card, with holly wreaths on the doors and strings of enchanted candles on the books...... Just like in fairy tales, it's full of incredible fun.
The reason why he has such an idea is also because he has no specific concept of Thailand in the wizarding world, and usually except for school, or during the holidays, he can only buy books in London's Leaky Cauldron Bar and Diagon Alley, etc., and only Hogsmeade Village.
He didn't know much, so he naturally felt that the wizard's place of residence should be like that.
"I don't know, didn't I say it? The mainstream wizarding world only knows about the existence of such a wizarding town, and only records its existence, which is suspected to be the base camp of Romanian vampires, and nothing else. β
Professor Lupin said softly, staring closely at the closed silent mountain city in front of him, and inexplicably had a bad premonition, as if the werewolf factor in his blood was restless.
"We can't even know for sure if it's here, maybe it's the city, maybe it'...... We're in the wrong place. β
"Whether it's or not, we're going to go in and have a look, and if it is, it's always better, and if not, they're definitely not some No-Maje themselves...... I mean Muggles. β
Noah narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in his slightly oval pupils, and then he said so, and the final word was settled.
At this moment, suddenly a large strange sound sounded, and a group of black pressed things flew up from the mountains and forests not far away, intertwined together.
It looked like something was going on in the woods, startling a flock of birds, and it looked like a swarm of bats.
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Everyone was silent for a while, but they didn't say anything, but their expressions all changed in unison.
Next, several warriors used more than a dozen methods to toss and turn for most of the day, and finally put down the drawbridge and opened the city gate before the early hours of the morning.
- After all, this matter is really not easy, firstly, because a few warriors are seventeen years old, and Harry is fifteen years old, after all, they can't be compared with adult wizards of Moody's level, not to mention ability, experience must be lacking.
The second is that, as everyone imagined at the beginning, this place is definitely not a settlement for ordinary humans, and there is no shortage of all kinds of defensive spells, except for the most basic anti-illusion transfiguration charm, and the Muggle expulsion charm, there are other incomprehensible magic.
This is still in the case that there is no one to defend the city, and they can be allowed to experiment with various ideas as a matter of course, think about ways to solve problems, and carefully toss slowly.
Although several adults also looked anxious, but from now on, this is already part of the content of the project, so they can only silently let these students toss.
Harry felt something unpleasant even further, and he found that he could not do anything but watch the other three people in the limelight.
- This kind of relatively free project content, although it does not require him to directly face a fire dragon or something, but it also makes it impossible for him to prepare in a targeted manner.
Walking across the lowered suspension bridge and through the city gate hole, a gust of wind blew, and everyone seemed to have traveled through history in an instant, entering an old medieval town, with horseless carriages parked on dirt roads, thatched-roof farmhouses covered with garlic to ward off evil spirits, and some of the main roads paved with cobblestones and bluestone slabs......
Ancient and mottled houses were next to each other, some of the earthen walls were low and undulating, most of them collapsed, and some of them were surrounded by decaying fences, which I don't know if they were pigsty, sheep pens, or vegetable gardens.
But whatever the use, the land is now deserted and overgrown with weeds.
Empty, the whole old town was empty, without any lights, and it was as if even the sound was dead.
In the distance, a spire tower, rising from a cliff, cast an eerie black shadow under the cold moonlight, which seemed to be the faint outline of a huge ancient castle.
Of course, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was really going on here. But they are all very tired at this time and desperately need to rest, so no one intends to be directly brainless at this time.
Even a fool can tell that there is something wrong with this strange town, and something horrible seems to have happened.
But what they didn't know was that in the shadow of the tower of the ancient castle in the distance, a pair of clear eyes were watching this group of people at this momentβ
ββ¦β¦ Next, I'm going to pick one lucky person and let me see who is so lucky. β
Between his long, white fingers was a grayish mask that seemed to be polished from stone, covered with irregular cracks.
The gray stone-faced mask looked hideous and terrifying, and two sharp fangs showed out of the corners of its mouth......