Although she sensed that Vivien should have something else to dig up here, no matter how much Rosie asked, she still didn't get any useful information.

After grinding for half an hour, Rosie also gave up worrying with her too much, put away the photos that the other party copied and gave her, waved goodbye happily, and left the store.

Putting on a layer of magical armor again, Rossi walked a path of blue bricks, skillfully shuttling between houses of different heights.

Look, I'm not a road idiot!

In just a few minutes, Rossi had traveled from the east side of Godric's Valley to the north to the west, with an inexplicable sense of pride on his face.

The place where she is now is a street nearly 100 meters wide, lined with stalls of different sizes on both sides, which is the market of Godric's Hollow.

It's not just NPCs who set up stalls here, but many players also sell equipment materials and the like.

However, Rosie didn't come here to buy anything, she followed the main process seen on the forum, and came here to find a house-elf who could take her to McCum.

His gaze wandered through the bustling crowd for a long time, but Rossi never saw the tattered elf with a radiant expression on his face as mentioned on the forum.

"Could it be that it hasn't come at this point in time?"

Rosie muttered in her heart, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the crowd of people, and suddenly noticed something unusual.

"Hey, that player in a black trench coat standing in front of the NPC booth seems to have seen it at the entrance of the Innojas Studio......"

With this in mind, Rossi blended into the crowd and walked a little deeper into the bazaar with the pretense of shopping, but in fact with a wary look, and then turned sharply to look behind him.

As expected, the player in the black trench coat followed not far from her, and when he saw Rossi turn around, he immediately made an interested look and casually picked up the agricultural products sold at the stall in front of him.

"He's stalking me? Is he a member of the Half-Blood Wizard Autonomous Society? Or an assassin who accepted the hire? ”

In a flash of thought, Rosie glanced at the Iron Armor Spell on the status bar that was three minutes away from obsolescence.

The corners of his mouth hooked into a light smile, and Rosie walked over to the other party without hurrying.

Seeing that he still couldn't put it down, Rosie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed:

"Why, are you so interested in winter melons?"

"Forehead ......"

As if noticing what he was holding, the player hurriedly put the winter melon back, "No, no, I'm just looking." ”

"You're stalking me?"

"No, can't I go shopping here?"

"Oh!" Rosie smiled and nodded, "So where are you going to shop?" ”

The player immediately pointed his arm forward, looking panicked.

"Then you walk slowly, I'll go to the other side."

With that, Rosie walked back around the way he had come.

"There's no rune carved into his finger that is unique to the assassin, so if so, it's someone from the Half-Blood Wizard Autonomous Society?"

Rosie pondered as she found a corner where she could be shielded.

Taking out the tracking map that he hadn't had time to return to Abai, Rossi whispered to the parchment:

"Moria!"

"Stephen (9) points!"

Rosey breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that the two men were located in a map far west that he had not yet explored.

It's not that Rosie is afraid, it's just that it's not the time to deal with them, so she doesn't want to be pestered senselessly.

"It seems that if you need to leave the safe zone before you can solve this problem completely, you must first check their location with a tracking map."

"It's really annoying...... Forget it, I'd better hurry up and do the main story! ”

As his thoughts flowed, Rosie pulled up his spirits and walked out of the corner, his eyes scanning the surroundings like a torch.

In the next second, an unexpected figure broke into her eyes.

Confused, Rossi chased after him in three steps and two steps:

"Sammy, why are you here?"

In front of her, it was her own house-elf.

"Master?"

Hearing Rossi's voice coldly, Sammy was startled, and looked up a little nervously, her light blue eyes contained water droplets, crystal clear and pure,

"Don't be nervous, I'm not questioning you."

Seeing that she looked like she was about to cry, Rosie hurriedly said softly and comforted, "I just wonder why you came here." ”

"Sammy is here to buy ingredients, and the vegetables in the market in Godric's Valley are the freshest and cheapest in Brantania, and many house-elves come here to buy ingredients."

As soon as Sammy finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Rosie seriously, "The master doesn't need to remember this, purchasing ingredients is not something that a lady needs to worry about." ”

Forehead...... How do I think you're more like you're worried about losing your job?

Looking at Sammy's weak and determined eyes, Rosie couldn't help muttering in his heart, and then smiled: "No, I'm here to ......"

By the way, Sammy just said that a lot of house-elves come here to buy ingredients, so will she know the house-elf I'm looking for?

Thinking of this, Rosie opened his mouth and asked, "Sammy, do you recognize a house elf in ragged clothes with a bright expression?" ”

Hearing Rosie's question, Sammy, who was looking up at her, blinked: "Ragged and bright? ”

"Hmm...... Sammy had never heard of such a house-elf! After thinking hard for a long time, Sammy still shook his head with a deep groan,

"What does the master have to do with this house-elf? If needed, Sammy can go to my friends and ask about it. ”

Hearing the first half of her sentence, Rosieben was a little disappointed, but then a little anticipation was ignited: "I need to go to McRum, I heard it can take me there." Then you can help me inquire ......."

"Are you just going to McRum?"

Before he could finish speaking, Sammy timidly interrupted, "If that's the case, then Sammy can take his master there!" ”

"Huh?"

Rosie's eyes suddenly lit up, how could the servant still do this? Yes, it's my pattern that is smaller.

"Sammy, you're amazing! That's a real help! ”

Rubbing Sammy's head, Rosie said happily.

With a slight explosion with a "bang", Rossi, who was led by Sammy's small palm, disappeared from the agora in Godric's Hollow in an instant.

In such a situation, most people, with the exception of a few Muggles who came here in search of the mysteries, had a look of surprise on their faces.

Not far away, a player in a black trench coat saw Rosie disappear and immediately summoned the messenger and forcefully released him.

In the breakfast stall not far behind him, a thin, slender figure no more than seventy centimeters tall sat very comfortably.

Although it was dressed in tatters, it didn't look timid at all.

At this moment, while eating bread, it looked at a house-elf beside him with a smile on his black protruding eyes:

"Dobby, you don't have to envy me, as long as you make money, you can eat what you want and buy what you want."

"Smeagol, are you telling the truth?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Dobby suddenly slapped his palm in the face fiercely, "Bad Dobby! Dobby isn't a good house-elf! Dobby can't think differently! House-elves can't make money! ”

"Tut-tut!"

Smeagol muttered in a low voice, "What an ignorant race! ”