"Feel free~" Roger plucked his nostrils nonchalantly: "Anyway, if something goes wrong, you have to take someone to scare Voldemort... When the time comes, there will be heavy casualties, and I will definitely beat the gongs and drums to send you a pennant. ”

Dumbledore ignored the boy's cynicism, and observed intently through the gap in the back window what was happening around the house behind him.

Within a dozen seconds of Black's signal to the Ministry of Magic, seven or eight wizards appeared one after another in the inconspicuous corner of the street, and as soon as they arrived, the wizards quickly headed straight for their target, as if they knew what was going on in the abandoned house.

"These are all from the Order of the Phoenix?" asked Roger without seeing a familiar face in the crowd. After all, no matter how big Dumbledore's face is, it is impossible for someone in the Ministry of Magic to wait obediently on the other side to listen to his orders, unless the old Deng shares the information about Voldemort's escape with the new minister Scrimthour...

"Yes, they're all from the Order of the Phoenix," Dumbledore nodded, "The Aurors won't listen to me, and they won't come so quickly and in time." ”。

Roger tilted his head and didn't say anything more, watching intently as one of the wizards blew open the door of the abandoned house with his wand without hesitation, and swooped in vigilantly against the door.

For the next few minutes, no sound came from the house behind, and the hallway, which was very dark because of the curtains drawn, was like a huge mouth that chose people to devour, swallowing the wizards who had come to save them.

In this regard, Roger and Lao Deng both seemed very calm, and there was no big movement, which showed that there was no conflict inside the house. Otherwise... Roger didn't believe that Snape was so strong that he could wipe out seven or eight good players at the same time.

With such a ability, what else can he instigate, rush directly to find Voldemort to take revenge, just the last wave is more stable than anything else. Besides, it would take a little time to search the entire two-story house.

After a few more moments, some of the wizards who had entered walked out, and behind one of them was a short, stocky man with glasses. The man with glasses seemed to have fainted, and the whole person drooped his head softly, shaking passively from time to time with his movements, giving people a feeling that he was lifeless.

The black wizard in the lead gestured covertly to the window where they were, and then apparitioned away with the rest of the wizards with a blank face.

"No problem, Voldemort has been taken away by Snape, and the plan is going on as usual. Dumbledore was obviously relieved at this time, and then smiled and said to the boy next to him, "And there are no major problems, I guess I will be fine after a while in St. Munger's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Diseases..."

Roger shrugged his shoulders indifferently, left the window and returned to his chair, and said indifferently: "It's okay to have little things that don't die, what I'm most concerned about now is whether you can find where Voldemort went?" The news that 'Bellatrix is looking for Voldemort' has to reach the ears of Comrade Voldemort to have an effect. ”

"Rest assured, I marked the blanket that wrapped around him long before Snape led Voldemort on his escape. Dumbledore said.

"The kind you marked on the architectural drawings you gave me?" asked Roger.

Seeing Dumbledore nodding, the boy didn't say much. Now that he has a well-established plan, Roger doesn't bother to take out the compass and do the same thing.

Professor McGonagall, who had been watching the abandoned house where Voldemort was hiding, walked down from the upstairs bedroom with red eyes. Now that the matter was over, she was sent back to school by Dumbledore to rest, and although Emmeline Vance (a member of the Order of the Phoenix) and Mrs. Weasley were on duty for the past two days, the dutiful Professor McGonagall was still very tired under the premise that Hogwarts was not on vacation.

Blake remained in front of his cousin, who had defected, and Dumbledore brandished his wand and began to try to determine Voldemort's latest whereabouts as he began to implement his follow-up plans.

The old man summoned an up-to-date map of England, and after poking his wand twice on it, he gently rested the tip of his wand on the map. Then he whispered a spell from his mouth, and the wand began to move on its own, drawing a large arc on the map, one by one over South Lanarkshire, Perth-Kinross, the city of Atsu, and the cities of Aloa, and finally stopping in the highlands of northern Scotland.

"He went to Highland County?" Roger looked at the map and said he felt a little strange, "Even though it is sparsely populated, with many mountains and forest bells for him to hide, it is not an ideal hiding place... Is she trying to flee to Norway or Sweden?"

The boy didn't mention Iceland, which is also very close to the Highlands, where there are many volcanoes, geological activity, sandy textures, cooled lava plains, and glaciers.

"No, he's stopped," Dumbledore said as he felt his wand stop moving completely, "It seems that our old friend doesn't want to run away in such a mess, and this is a good place to hide." ”

If you divide the population density of England into denser areas, the Highlands, although located on the densely populated island of Great Britain, are much less densely populated than the southern regions.

Moreover, the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic is located in the city of London, which is almost separated from the north and south ends of the island of Great Britain, and according to the population of the wizarding world, as long as there is no important matter, the Ministry of Magic will hardly assign personnel to those forests and mountains.

After all, they haven't even solved the chaos in London City, how can they still have the time to supervise the Highland County, which is more than 800 kilometers away, is there an outdated Dark Lord playing lurking?

"Well... It does make sense to hear you say that," Roger Mo said, rubbing his chin, "Now that Voldemort has only Snape at his disposal, they can let their guard down a little bit in an area where the Ministry of Magic has less influence... That way, Snape won't have to be around him all the time, he can go out to get some food or find out the news..."

"Yes, that's it... And I think the news of Bellatrix's escape from Azkaban also adds a little hope to Voldemort. Dumbledore waved his wand and put the map away, turned around and asked, "I'm going to get some people to get there right now, do you want to come with me?"

"There's no need," Roger leaned back in his chair and waved his hand lazily: "It's just spreading some gossip, there is a great god like you to go to the town, my little shrimp is also idle, it is better to stay here for two days..."

As he spoke, he found the remote control of the TV from under the coffee table, and after pressing it twice, he found that there was no electricity, so he took out his wand and controlled the plug and poked it into the socket himself.

Seeing this, Dumbledore did not force it, and after advising Bellatrix to be optimistic, he apparitioned and left alone.

......

Staying in this house for two days in an unknown house, Roger didn't go all the way to the show, and he also replaced Blake's job as a caretaker of his cousin twice. After all, the crazy woman had to be put on a slumber buff every once in a while, in case she suddenly woke up and ruined her final plan.

At dusk on the third day, Dumbledore arrived just as Roger was holding a bag of plain potato chips watching the latest episode of House of Cards.

"How's things going?" the creature asked without looking back.

"After a day of waiting, Voldemort sent Snape out to find out the news, we had contact yesterday, and he would help us get closer to Voldemort. Dumbledore sat down, picked up the Coke on the table, and poured himself a glass.

"Have you discussed it somewhere?" asked Roger casually.

"According to Snape's account, Voldemort didn't find out that the members of the Ministry of Magic who broke into it were my people, so I think it would take a while for Voldemort to think about leaving Highlands. Dumbledore took a sip of Coke, the suppressed carbon dioxide bubbles causing him to frown unconsciously.

Roger finally reluctantly took his eyes off the TV, glanced at the old man, and asked, "Did Snape say how long it would take?"

"Who can say for sure, didn't you know about this shortcoming in the first place?" Dumbledore smiled wryly and said, "But we can wait for them in one of Dirwiny's villages first, and Snape will persuade Voldemort to go there..."

"It's pretty much the dumbest solution I've ever heard," Roger couldn't help but complain, but he couldn't come up with a good solution... As long as Voldemort stays in the Highlands, Roger and the others will have to wait at least a while if they want to 'meet by chance'.

You can't just get to the place with your front foot, and you catch up with your back foot, if it's a coincidence, someone has to believe it...

If Voldemort himself moved and began to look for Bellatrix, then it was not suspicion that caused by the 'chance encounter', but the idea that 'God favors me' or 'fate is on my side'.

Aren't all people like this, the benefits of taking the initiative to send them to the door are suspicious, and what you pick up is luck.

This situation can only take a few more days, expand the strength of the rumors before acting, Roger snorted, simply turned his head to watch TV again, only to find that the plot of the latest episode was just over, this thing simply picked up the remote control and turned it off, stood up from the sand and stretched: "Let's go, go to Dalwiny first to occupy a place, maybe Voldemort wants to change the environment today?"

The boy lifted Pandora, Blake dragged his cousin, and the trio apparitions, led by Dumbledore, shifted to a grassy slope. The village that Deng Lao mentioned was not far below this small hill.

"That's pretty good," Roger commented, smacking his tongue, "and I doubt it's a little place in the middle of nowhere." ”

Although this is an exaggeration, it is undeniable that the village is small, with only a dozen houses scattered irregularly on the hillside, and the dirt road leads into the distance, and there is almost no sign of a car passing by.

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"How's things going?" the creature asked without looking back.

"After a day of waiting, Voldemort sent Snape out to find out the news, we had contact yesterday, and he would help us get closer to Voldemort. Dumbledore sat down, picked up the Coke on the table, and poured himself a glass.

"Have you discussed it somewhere?" asked Roger casually.

"According to Snape's account, Voldemort didn't find out that the members of the Ministry of Magic who broke into it were my people, so I think it would take a while for Voldemort to think about leaving Highlands. Dumbledore took a sip of Coke, the suppressed carbon dioxide bubbles causing him to frown unconsciously.

Roger finally reluctantly took his eyes off the TV, glanced at the old man, and asked, "Did Snape say how long it would take?"

"Who can say for sure, didn't you know about this shortcoming in the first place?" Dumbledore smiled wryly and said, "But we can wait for them in one of Dirwiny's villages first, and Snape will persuade Voldemort to go there..."

"It's pretty much the dumbest solution I've ever heard," Roger couldn't help but complain, but he couldn't come up with a good solution... As long as Voldemort stays in the Highlands, Roger and the others will have to wait at least a while if they want to 'meet by chance'.

You can't just get to the place with your front foot, and you catch up with your back foot, if it's a coincidence, someone has to believe it...

If Voldemort himself moved and began to look for Bellatrix, then it was not suspicion that caused by the 'chance encounter', but the idea that 'God favors me' or 'fate is on my side'.

Aren't all people like this, the benefits of taking the initiative to send them to the door are suspicious, and what you pick up is luck.

This situation can only take a few more days, expand the strength of the rumors before acting, Roger snorted, simply turned his head to watch TV again, only to find that the plot of the latest episode was just over, this thing simply picked up the remote control and turned it off, stood up from the sand and stretched: "Let's go, go to Dalwiny first to occupy a place, maybe Voldemort wants to change the environment today?"

The boy lifted Pandora, Blake dragged his cousin, and the trio apparitions, led by Dumbledore, shifted to a grassy slope. The village that Deng Lao mentioned was not far below this small hill.

"That's pretty good," Roger commented, smacking his tongue, "and I doubt it's a little place in the middle of nowhere." ”

Although this is an exaggeration, it is undeniable that the village is small, with only a dozen houses scattered irregularly on the hillside, and the dirt road leads into the distance, and there is almost no sign of a car passing by.