Even if he can't apparage, Voldemort, who has a body and can use magic, has a way to get out of here, but just at his staggering body, it is estimated that he will not use magic much more times.

The person must not have run far, but it is a bit difficult to find a person and a snake without any clues.

With a slurp, Roger pointed in the direction of the cemetery with the stolen wand: "The portkey is flying!"

The ornate crystal cup sparkled in the sunlight and flew from a distance, and the boy dodged the portkey and let it fall to the ground before opening Pandora's Box and holding it inside.

Then he raised his wand and pointed to the distant horizon and said, "Compass is flying!"

Then he lowered his hand and glanced at the village below the hillside, which gave him a panoramic view of the entire village.

The compass had always been carried by him, and even if he fell into the flames during the battle with Achedna, he swallowed it in his stomach first to avoid being burned to ashes by the fire. But then, you know, this thing blew itself up and was wrenched into pieces by the tentacles of the grass flower snake... Roger wasn't sure where the compass had been left now.

However, no matter where it was lost, as long as it was not burned to ashes, the Flying Charm would work, so Roger felt that the immediate priority was to find clothes for himself to wear. I just had an 'candid' conversation with the current Dark Lord, and it was clear that Voldemort had been stimulated by the boy's behemoth to hide his face and flee...

But before Roger could take a few steps down the slope of the village, a whizzing sound of breaking wind came to his face, hitting him precisely on the bridge of his nose and bouncing off the ground twice.

"Flying here so soon, it doesn't seem to be that far away..."Roger touched his nose, bent down to pick up the compass from the ground, and looked in the direction, thinking that he must have fallen into the body of the grass flower snake when it blew itself up.

After Achedna was accidentally killed by Voldemort's lackeys, she fell into the graveyard again, so she was able to fly to his side so quickly with the Flying Charm now.

After closing his eyes and thinking about it, he opened the lid of the compass and saw that the red hand was pointing in the opposite direction to the village, and after a few seconds, the fixed hand moved to the right.

"Well~ I found you..."Roger muttered, snapped the lid and turned his head like walking towards the village below.

I can't figure out what kind of high-tech the clothes of the superheroes in the comics and movies are made of, and the clothes are not broken after the whole movie, is it really the river crab god whose magic power is boundless...

Stealing a set of clean clothes from a private house to change into, Roger scratched his crotch uncomfortably, the feeling of wearing pants without underwear is a little awkward, but compared to wearing other people's old underwear, this still makes people feel a lot more comfortable.

Opening the compass again, the pointer to Voldemort's position was no longer moving, and our Lord Dark Lord clearly thought he had arrived at a safe place, and as far as he could see from his small body, he couldn't stand much of the toss.

A large chocolate doughnut and a tasty-looking cream cake were taken from the family's kitchen, and the goods slowly strolled in the direction of the pointer as they ate. There was no way to move quickly, and Roger didn't think Voldemort could hide from himself with a compass.

Rubbing his creamy fingers on his trouser legs, Roger saw a small farm in the distance surrounded by a long circle of wooden fences, chicken coops open, flocks of hens scurrying around the yard, and two goats tied to a stake and constantly backing away, pulling the ropes around their necks.

On the other side of the farm, the garage where the car should have been parked was empty, and the owner of the farm seemed to be out of the house, leaving only the animals in the yard.

"Tsk, are you hiding there?" Roger glanced down at the compass, and the pointer pointed firmly at the farm's cowshed.

When he got closer, he noticed that something was wrong, the healthy and strong cow in the barn stood like a sculpture by the haystack, obviously magical. After all, no cow can even flick its tail to drive away a gadfly and stay motionless for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, Roger went around to the dead end of the cowshed and jumped over the fence wall, and the old hen running around the yard made perfect cover for his landing.

Quietly walking behind the low plank wall of the cowshed, the thief stood on tiptoe and secretly searched for the trace of a certain Dark Lord in the cowshed.

The barn was large, at least for a cow, and apart from the place where the chick moved, there were bundles of dried straw stacked next to the plank wall near Roger's side, and a little farther out were scattered haystacks.

A thick blanket wrap rested on the haystack, with a small wooden plank next to it, and a half-full milk bucket beside it. The serpent Nagini was holding a dead chicken in his mouth and trying to swallow it with his mouth open.

Probably Lao Fu didn't expect Roger to be able to find them so quickly, so in order to replenish his strength quickly and without causing trouble for the rest of the long journey, he ran to this farm far away from the village to find some milk to drink...

Forcing the dignified Dark Lord to drink raw milk in the cowshed, like a fleeing refugee, Roger suddenly felt as if he was very hateful... After all, Comrade Lao Fu is also 70 years younger, so it seems a bit too much to be tossed up like this.

So this thing decided not to let this old down-and-out old demon king suffer any more, and it was more pleasant to directly tie him up and torture him and send him to hell...

Roger secretly pointed his wand at the package on the haystack, and cleared his throat slightly: "Ahem..."

The package opened abruptly, and before anyone could be seen, the wand came out from under the blanket.

After confirming that the package was not disguised, Roger immediately launched a spell: "Petrify them all! Quickly imprison, close the earbuds and listen, lock the tongue and seal the throat!"

Four-spell control spells hung up one after another to limit Voldemort's movements. Even if he was in an extremely weak state, he was buried directly in the ground because of carelessness before, if it weren't for the compass in his hand, unless he was extremely lucky, Roger didn't think that he could easily find Voldemort alone.

His master was attacked, and the triangular head of the big snake Nagini suddenly staggered and put on an offensive posture, but unfortunately, the fat old hen was now stuck in its throat, which made its situation a little embarrassing.