"That's right."

The weak young man nodded slightly.

"Damn Merlin, how long are you going to play dumb riddles?" Barros lifted his eyelids, full of impatience.

Thornles didn't even lift his eyelids: "So that's why you can't lead the whole team." ”

Without waiting for Barros to yell, he turned his head to look at Yolanda, the witch who was very sensible and acted as a wise man.

"Yolanda, how are you preparing, we should be in Durmstrang soon."

At that point, you have to be careful, and once it turns out that they are wizards without passes, expulsion is the best outcome.

It is more likely that as a dark wizard with bad intentions, he was killed on the spot.

Five wizards, five Muggles, he wasn't arrogant enough to think that this configuration could take down a thousand-year-old school.

Just thinking about the countless protective spells can make people's scalps tingle, and the slightest negligence will lead to a doom from which they will be doomed, so from now on it is necessary to be vigilant and guard against any possible goofs.

"Put away your wand, Barros, if you don't want the Muggles to be watching you in shock."

Barros blushed, and he wanted to say something, but under the calm gaze of Yolanda, he put away the wand that was about to poke in the face of the others.

When Yolanda saw that the people had calmed down, he said, "Nothing in the world is 100% certain, we can only be prepared and then go to meet it." ”

"Remember, all we're going to do is mark the location of the school without raising suspicion."

"There may be accidents along the way, but you should be aware."

There seemed to be a kind of time-honored majesty in her eyes, "Only success, not failure, those who drag their feet, their fate does not need me to say more." ”

For a while, several people were silent.

The weak man shrunk his neck and buried his head in his knees.

Barros sat back down, without the excitement he had before.

The bloated woman smiled, as if she didn't take Yolanda's words seriously, and turned around to stare at the Muggles not far away with interest, muttering many cruel words in her mouth.

There was an indistinct smile on Thornles' lips, and even though it was hidden behind a heavy windshield and goggles, it couldn't hide the pleasure he looked at Yolanda.

Later, Sonlais and Yolanda got up and walked to the side, found a remote corner and set up a spell.

"You should be calming down." Yolanda's first sentence at the beginning was particularly cold.

"I think I've done well enough, in Lang Yin City, and now it is." Sonlais's voice was low, with an inexplicable magnetism, "What that adult needs is someone of sufficient value, like him...... Tsk, if it weren't for the good family power behind him and the qualifications to win him over, such a stupid guy like him would have become a specimen in my hands long ago. ”

Yolanda glanced at the man in front of him with a 'unique' fetish, her eyebrows drooping slightly, "In short, until we reach Durmstrang, we all have to keep a low profile, don't use magic or wands, and try to play the role of a Muggle explorer with little experience." ”

"Okay, okay, since it's your proposal."

Sang Les spread his hands, looking a little helpless.

But Yolanda understood the other party's disapproval.

The plan was met with strong opposition from the first proposal, from bloated women to the grumpy Barros, to the Durmstrang wizard and the man in front of him.

As the Lord's subordinates, it was absolutely intolerable for them to cooperate with Muggles.

But Yolanda defied the crowd and told them that it was safest to do so. No one knew about Durmstrang's arrangement, and even wizards who had lived in that enchanted castle for seven years could only see the tip of the iceberg, and on this island, outsiders were inherently at a disadvantage.

In order to find out the true address of the school without attracting attention, they can only avoid unnecessary suspicion by pretending to be Muggles-

There are international secrecy laws, and wizards do not deliberately come into contact with Muggles, let alone Durmstrand, who is extremely repulsive to Muggle blood.

Their wizards there will banish Muggles, but more likely they will turn a blind eye.

Thinking of what they were going to do next, and what she had brought from the Azkaban, controlled by the British Ministry of Magic, Yolanda said, "Those Muggles must be left until we get there, and we can't let them die easily." ”

"Understood, Miss Yolanda."

"Attacking Muggles with living corpses from that wizarding prison will not turn a blind eye to international secrecy laws and related Muggle protection regulations, and when the time comes, they will naturally open the door for us, and I will naturally carry out your plan."

"It's just that I'm a little curious, why do you have to use living corpses, there are a lot of dark magic creatures...... Oh, and of course, the rare appearance of living corpses in Northern Europe is bound to attract the attention of the professors at Durmstrang. ”

"But...... Oh, it's so weird, it's something in it that I don't know, like a ...... at school."

"Sanlais, you're out of bounds."

Yolanda's dark eyes stared at the wizard in front of her, and her voice didn't change in the slightest emotion.

Thornles smiled at the witch in front of him and said nothing.

Undo the magic limit, and the two return together.

In this way, after two hours of silence, the snowstorm outside the cave still did not stop, but intensified.

This change made the already grumpy Barros want to get up and ask the damn Muggle captain if he could go, but before he could get up, he was pushed back by Thornles.

"Are you trying to expose us as wizards?"

Thornles didn't say anything more, and then lay down on his own again, a little unskilled, but it didn't look much like the sleeping position of the Muggles in the distance.

Seeing that several of his teammates were silent, Barros had to lie down and think about unrealistic things after scolding.

The bloated witch and Yolanda got along quite happily, and Yolanda sat there not knowing what she was thinking, while the bloated witch took out a ball of wool from her heavy jacket, and with her fat body, she was completely blocked from the prying eyes of Muggles, and she womb the stuffed doll to amuse herself.

Only the last member of the wizarding community remains, the wizard from Durmstran.

Speaking of which, he is the most unsociable and the weakest wizard in the group.

If it weren't for the fact that he was born in Durmstrang and had studied the environment around Durmstrang.

Although after graduation, according to the convention, they will completely write off their memories and forget Durmstrang's address and all the scenes around them, but he is one of the few people who have remembered some of the images of the lake through later practice and reminiscence.

Perhaps it was because the process of memory cancellation was not perfect, or it could be because of his own constitution that made him resistant to spells such as the Memory Cancellation Charm and the Imperius Curse.

Diongo Gustafsson, a wizard on the side of the Norwegian Gustavsson family, graduated from Durmstrang seven years ago, and then joined the ranks of the saints who went underground and were suppressed by various forces.

As a student of Durmstrong, the Dark Lord's stories filled his student career with respect and admiration for the wizard he had never met, but who was hostile to the entire wizarding world for the sake of the 'greater good' and 'the future of wizards'.

This is why he joined the saints.

But, but ......

A blank look flashed in Mr. Diongo Gustafsson's eyes.

Why is he here to help the saints find traces of their former alma mater?

He joined the saints for the sake of the Lord's idea, and thought that those who had the inheritance of the Lord's idea would also spare no effort to pass it on.

But why schools?

What do they want from school?

This question has not been figured out from the beginning of Lang Yin Er City to the present.

There was a mess in my head.

It was unusually quiet, the blizzard outside, and because Muggles were present, and they couldn't cast spells on them to prevent the school from noticing a problem, the few wizards who were resting could only maintain their body temperature in the most primitive way.

-- Heating is basically based on shaking.

Confused, Diongo felt a little chill on his forehead.

He didn't know when he tilted his head, and in the middle of the lake, he saw something black above his head, hanging down like clusters of algae.

Black stuff...... Droping ......

Diongo was a little dazed, a drop of water fell on his forehead, and the cold feeling made him subconsciously wipe it.

What was touched on the forehead was a little sticky.

The algae hanging from the top of her head looked like a woman's long hair in the dimly lit cavern, and under Diongo's gaze, the long hair floated silently, and something seemed to be churning in a clump of hair on top.

There was silence, not even snoring.

Diongo rubbed his fingers blankly for a moment as he touched the drops on his forehead, and he felt the strange touch strange to each other.

It's not like naturally melting snow, it's more like ......

Diongo looked at the red in his hand, he wanted to scream in horror, wanted to get up, but found that he was pressed by a ghost, let alone speak, there was no place on his body to move.

"He...... He......"

He struggled to move, trying to regain control of his body, but the sensation showed no signs of dissipating.

Suddenly, the thing that hung down at his side like tufts of hair fluttered again, as if it had been driven by some force.

Diongo didn't move.

His expression was horrified, and his eyes were fixed on the top of his head without blinking.

There, in the center of tufts of hair, the face of a puffy and pale woman slowly peeked out of the black ocean.

Under Diongo's gaze, tick, tick, red blood flowed from the woman's socket with one missing eyeball, and happened to hit him on the forehead.

Tick.

Tick......

The long hair fluttered silently, and the clusters of black algae were all grown from the swollen human head.

Sticky, with a moist and rotten taste.

Diongo didn't know how to describe his feelings, he struggled to pull out his wand, but to his despair, no matter how clearly he understood his situation, his body still couldn't react as he wanted.

"Move!"

"Move me!"

He roared helplessly in his heart, but his body still didn't give the slightest reaction.

The woman's head on top of her head slowly fell, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. The puffy face looks strangely soft.

Diongo watched as the black hair around him dragged the woman's head, falling little by little, and approaching him.

Until the end, the two faces face each other.

The woman smiled gently, and the man looked frightened.

"Diongo ......"

"Diongo Gustafsson......"

The woman's lips twitched, and the familiar voice crashed into Diongo's head, causing him to freeze in place.

In Diongo's eyes, the swollen face of the woman in front of him began to distort, the originally gentle face became softer and softer, and the facial features changed, and in front of Diongo, it didn't take long for that face to completely change into the appearance of another person.

"Diongo Gustafsson......"

"Diongo Gustafsson......"

The voice seemed to be whispering from another world, weird, but people couldn't help but want to listen.

The familiar voice and familiar face seemed to outline the most immature memory in his heart.

It was his mother's face, it was his mother's voice.

It was his mother's voice, which he had been dead for a long time, and had not heard it for a long time.

He was about to say something, when a female voice suddenly remembered.

“【avada kedavra】——”

The green spell broke through the black hair that swayed like algae, and the human face screamed and scurried upward, dodging the requisite spell, only to be hit by the spell that followed.

The hair around them danced wildly, twitching everywhere they could.

"Damn it! How can there be water ghosts here! ”

It's Barros's voice.

"It looks like the poor wizard has become its first target."

It was the bloated witch's voice, with excitement in it, as if it was pleased with the waves that had arisen in the journey.

The moment the human face screamed, Diongo's mind cleared up like never before.

There was a commotion of voices around them, spells desperately heading over the caverns, and water spirits that were jumping up and down through those strange icicles to dodge the spells.

Diongo's back was already covered with cold sweat, and the ghost-like feeling of pressing the bed disappeared at this moment.

He gasped violently, his forehead slumped to the ground like sweat, and he remained motionless in his original position.

Kelpie......

That's a water ghost......

No matter how unclear he was about the situation, he quickly learned the whole story after hearing the voices of the people around him.

During the break, Yolanda did not sleep peacefully, and she was the first wizard to notice something unclean in the cave.

Cleaning up the water ghosts is very simple to say, but it is quite troublesome to say that it is troublesome.

In places where there is water, the combat power and cunning of the water ghost can be said to be doubled, the water ghost in the water comes and goes freely, let alone kill it by ordinary wizards, the water ghost often you haven't found its trace He has quietly dragged you into the bottom of the water, even if you get close, you may be easily hanged in the water by the power of this undead creature.

On land, where the water freezes in a cave like this, is simple, and after cornering the water spirit, a few wizards in the group have no choice but to worry about the water ghost's escape, and its soft-looking hair that can easily cut through an ice pick.

Previously, Yolanda did not act rashly when she found out that the water ghost seemed to be eyeing the target, in order to quickly solve this unstable factor, she found an opportunity to communicate with several other people for a while, and then moved when the water ghost was about to move.

Because of this, one of their team members was almost a few seconds away from saying good morning to Merlin.

In an instant, the combined attack of the four wizards almost shaved off the water ghost's hair.

It had only one head on top of it, and the hair that was its body had been cut off by the spell.

Forced into a corner, the water ghost saw one of the witches pick up the plush toy in his hand, as if he wanted to screw the toy's head off, and it screamed loudly knowing that it was invincible, and its already distorted and deformed facial features were exaggerated and distorted.

It...... It's like ...... Seek help?

The thought crossed Yolanda's mind for some reason.

But who can it turn to? Could it be that there are more water ghosts?