A little more than an hour later, Scott got off the train in Maidstone.

He passed a few streets of the town and came to the Medvi River, which crossed the town.

Walking in front of the Archbishop's Palace and the All-Holy Church, which stood by the river, Scott slowly walked along the riverside to the middle of nowhere.

The snow has stopped.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked out of town.

Eventually, he walked into a wooded field and left a trail of footprints in the snow that no one had ever visited.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and spoke into the air, "Aren't you coming out yet?" At this point, while voices and bodies can be hidden with magic, footprints can't. ”

"Ahh

With a scream, a house-elf who looked a little old appeared.

It crouched on a stone pier outside the woods.

"You've found me! You've found me! It grabbed its big ears hard.

"So......" it pointed at Scott with its rounded eyes widening and its wilted twig-like fingers, "this isn't your home either!" ”

"Of course it's not my home, and Muggles don't like to live in the middle of nowhere."

Scott smiled at the corners of his lips.

"And I'm not going to bring anything bad to my home."

"Ahh

The house-elf grabbed his ears and screamed loudly.

"Failed! The mission given to Park by the master has failed! ”

He fell to his knees on the stone pier and tugged at his ears with both hands.

"I'm sorry! Master! Park didn't find the home of that little mudblood! ”

It screamed hysterically, and the white hairs on its ears were ripped off by itself.

"Master!"

It gave Scott a vicious look, snapped its fingers, and disappeared in front of Scott's eyes with a loud popping sound.

Scott stood still.

Two seconds later, another popping sound rang out.

The house-elf, who called himself Park, appeared in place with a girl in his hands.

Scott squinted at the girl.

She was wrapped in a black robe, with a wide hood covering most of her face, revealing only bloodless lips, a sharp chin, and a few strands of blonde hair.

Although the girl has lost a lot of weight, Scott recognizes her magic -

Jasmine Travers.

"Who are you?" Scott asked, pretending to be confused, "Is this your house-elf?" Why did it keep following me just now? ”

"Hmph."

The girl snorted coldly and forcefully withdrew her hand from Parke's hand.

Then, she took off the black cashmere gloves on her hand and threw them to the ground.

Park immediately lowered his head, his big ears twitched, and he shrunk in fear.

"Stop pretending, Trollope."

The girl raised her hand and grabbed her hood.

Scott noticed that she was still wearing a layer of gloves on her hand.

"I understand you." She said, "You must know who I am!" ”

With that, she lifted her hood.

Scott's eyes widened in surprise.

This time he didn't pretend, he was really surprised-

The girl's appearance has indeed become the same as before.

In the past, Travers, regardless of his personality, at least his appearance was extremely exquisite.

But now......

Although her facial features have not changed.

But the thin, sunken cheeks, dry and frizzy hair, and the anger at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows that could no longer be hidden...... has ruined her beauty to the greatest extent.

"This young lady ......," Scott shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know you. ”

As he spoke, he looked at her a few more times and asked, "You're also a Hogwarts student?" ”

"Good!"

Travers burst into a shrill laugh.

"You're good, Trollope! Damn mudbloods! ”

"Looks like you're a Slytherin?"

Scott grimaced and stared at her unkindly.

"You're coming for my trouble? Could it be that you are Strielna's sister? He asked again.

When Travers heard this, the expression on his face was about to contort.

She seemed to be greatly insulted, "You know who I am, Mudblood!" ”

Scott didn't answer her, but continued to ask, "You're going to avenge me for your brother?" Just because of a wizard duel at a school event? ”

Travers couldn't help but take several deep breaths when he heard this.

She clenched her fists tightly and stared at Scott with her eyes as if they had been poisoned.

"Shut up, little mudbloods!"

Parch screamed, pointing his finger at Scott and yelling.

"My master is the only heir to the noble family of Travert! It has nothing to do with the down-and-out Strierna family! ”

Scott's eyes froze.

"Traverse?" He sneered, "It turned out to be you." ”

Before the girl could speak, he continued: "Jacob said that you would take revenge on me. Originally, I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect you to actually do it. ”

He sighed.

"You sent the house-elves to my house in order to threaten me with my family as you did against Jacob?"

Travers was silent, just looking at him with those hateful eyes.

Scott was unimpressed and continued, "I remember you left school because you were sick? You should be in St. Mungo's by now. ”

"Sick?" Travers sneered again, "That's because you sneaked up on us with nasty means, me and Morgan, and Caitlin!" ”

"What are you talking about?"

Scott's face was full of surprise, as if he had heard something fanciful.

"You're trying to get me in trouble, Travers." He shook his head, "But you don't have to look for such an excuse, it's not as good as your last statement, saying that you can't get used to seeing my eyes." ”

Traverse said impatiently, "There's no one else here, Trollope, you don't have to pretend to be disgustingly innocent in front of me!" ”

Scott shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about, Travers. ”

He is not stupid, so he will not admit in any way what he did secretly.

What if the other party has some means to record it?

At this point, Travers seems to have run out of patience.

"It's okay if you don't admit it!"

Her pale face had turned red from anger.

But she tried her best to calm down and put on a high posture with everything under control.

"I'm sure you did it." She smiled meanly, "You don't have to pretend, you should think about what will happen to you!" ”

But Scott didn't panic, he asked calmly, "We are all underage wizards, and if we use magic here, we will be monitored by the Ministry of Magic." ”

"Of course, don't worry, Trollope."

Travers said with a smile.

"We, a pure-blood wizard family with a long history, have a lot of things that you mudbloods can't imagine."

She commanded the house-elves, "Park! ”

"Yes, master!"

Parc jumped off the stone pier, took out a carved white bone from his bosom, and plunged it into the ground.

In an instant, Scott sensed a faint wave of magic spreading around the bone.

"It's a magical item, and its name is 'Amputated Arm Bone.'"

Travers said to Scott in a swaggering tone.

"Guess what, Trollope, what does it do?"

"It can cut off traces from our bodies and Ministry of Magic surveillance?" Scott asked, his eyes twinkling.

"You're right." Travers smirked, "It can cut off a limited number of contract spells within its range, including traces. ”

Scott felt his heart beat faster.

That's the feeling of heartbeat.

"It's only a ten-minute break, but it's enough."

Travers continued.

"Although you can win Strierna in the seventh grade, it's a little bit better than I thought. But under the siege of me and Parc, you can't survive. ”

She raised her wand at Scott, and a sickly smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Look closely, you're pretty handsome, Trollope."

She looked at him with the look of a toy.

"It's a pity that your Muggle blood stinks."

She said word by word.

"But it's okay, I'll drain your blood and make you into the perfect ornament on my estate."

Scott sighed.

"What a horrible little girl is now."

He reached for his spare wand and asked in a reckless manner, "Are you sure you're really only 11 years old, and not an adult half-blood goblin?" ”

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