"Hello, Sir and Madam, seventeen pounds for one person, thirty-four pounds for two, and if you are willing to pay seven pounds more, we can give you a commemorative album and a tour map."

In front of the gate booth of the scenic spot, the female conductor who looked like she was working and studying said with a polite smile on her chubby face, and said to Amosta and Vitia who were traveling together.

The sun from the west shone on Amosta's face, and he glanced at the unmoved Vitia, who didn't seem to have any intention of paying, and after pursing his lips, he took out a few notes from his pocket and handed them over.

Now, two weeks had passed since Amosta returned to the orphanage, the longest time he had been there since graduating, not only to fulfill his promise to Little Hammer, but also because he needed a moment to think about whether or not he should accede to the request of the Druid priestess.

After a difficult period of decision-making, Amosta finally agreed.

It's not because of how rich the reward Vitia can provide, in fact, these druids who have been chased around by the Holy See like rabbits for centuries are a group of 'poor ghosts', and their Galleons may not add up to Amostado.

He should have accepted for two reasons, one is that Merlin's ruins are an irresistible temptation for any wizard or Muggle, and even if Dumbledore knows the news, he probably won't mind going to find out for himself, although Amosta still doesn't know what the priestess calls 'Merlin's eternal resting place'.

Second, Amosta has always been very concerned about the results of the divination of the Druids before the death of the Druids, whether it is the Holy See or the Druids, they are considered religious forces, Amosta asked himself if he had not dealt with these fanatical religious people, and he couldn't understand why an orthodox wizard like himself was involved.

However, in the depths of his heart, Amosta faintly felt that he might have some connection with his identity as a traverser.

It's summer vacation time, and Stonehenge Park, a famous Muggle tourist area in the United Kingdom, on the Salisbury Plains in Wiltshire, is full of people, this situation has often experienced in the previous life, but this is the first time since coming to the wizarding world.

In the crowd, Amosta, who was contemplating, suddenly felt a coolness in his arms, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that Vitia was squeezed into his arms by the crowd.

Feeling his chest clinging to his chest and slightly stiffening his back, Amosta took a deep breath, and a special fresh breath accurately submerged into his nose, making his heart unconsciously speed up a little, and his consciousness also appeared in a momentary trance.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Blaine--"

In the midst of the uproar, Vidia's cold voice was like a basin of cold water that would inevitably raise a little strangeness in Amosta's heart, and he hooked his fingers in the pocket of his jeans, blocking out the movement of the two men talking.

"This is what you call the ruins of Merlin?"

Amosta let out a heavy breath and laughed,

"Merlin put himself in stone before he died? No wonder for more than a thousand years, no one has been able to find his place of rest. ”

Following the flow of people, two men stood outside the white-painted iron railing, and not far away, a Muggle guide was educating a circle of secondary school students about the origins of Stonehenge.

"--Salisbury stone rings, ring stones, sun temples, prehistoric stone tables, in different historical periods, Stonehenge has different names, after the identification of scientists, it is generally believed that they were established around two thousand B.C., at present, there is no conclusive conclusion about how the ancient ancestors who were still in the Stone Tool and the Bronze Age were intertwined with the extremely backward productive forces to establish such a magnificent stone henge."

"Sir, what are people building it for?"

A Muggle middle school student asked, raising his right hand in the air, and the earnest gesture made Amosta smile, remembering Hermione Granger who had rushed to answer questions in his Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and wondering how the little witch would feel after seeing Gilderoy Lockhart's report.

"Nice question--"

Because of the noise around him, the Muggle male guide had to shout at the top of his voice so that the students could hear him.

"It is believed that the ancient ancestors built it in connection with astronomical observations - the main axis of Stonehenge, the ancient road leading to the stone pillars, and the rising sun on the morning of the summer solstice, are on the same line;

In addition, there are two stones connected by a line pointing in the direction of the winter solstice sunset. Therefore, it is speculated that this is probably built by ancient humans to observe celestial phenomena, and can be regarded as the earliest prototype of the observatory! ”

"The founders of the ancient druids built it, not only to use the power of Stonehenge for divination of the stars, but also to draw magic from outside the world."

"Draw on magic from outside the world?"

In the wizarding world, the builders of Stonehenge and the purpose for which it was built are their own, but the latter of what Vitia said made Amosta's brow furrow,

"What does that mean?"

Dressed in a white floral dress and wearing a straw hat that shades the sun, Vitia closed her mouth again, staring silently at the door made of several boulders, for some reason, there was a faint aura of resistance on her body.

Amosta stared thoughtfully, and after a while, suddenly asked,

"I don't know what this Stonehenge has to do with the ruins you're talking about..., but you've been there many times, haven't you?"

"You're wise, Mr. Blaine."

Wherever you are, your beautiful appearance will get more attention.

Many of the tourists around secretly looked at Vitia in front of the white railing, but Amosta, who was traveling with her, was not a little envious and complacent, but a little bad, because he finally found a wizard who, apart from Snape and Dumbledore, could match his level of Occlumency.

For the rest of the day, the two of them didn't communicate much, but just followed the Muggle tourists around the magnificent stone henge, and Amosta tried to observe the stone henge from a different perspective, only to faintly find that the evenly distributed magic in the void was strangely distorted in this space.

Logically speaking, this situation means that there is a high concentration of mana nodes, but no matter how Amosta looks at it, those stones are just ordinary large stones, and there is nothing special about them.

In the southeastern sky, a moon shadow had leaped over the horizon of the plains, and Amosta and Vitia had dinner at a nearby Muggle restaurant, and then, in the dark of night, they set up tents on the lawn with many of the encamped Muggles, both of whom were adept at it, and they easily set up a certain yurt without using magic.

"How long do you have to wait?"

Facing the undulating 'green waves' on the plain, Amosta, who had been silent for a long time, asked sideways.

For some reason, he had a hunch that something terrible would happen in the rest of his quest, but the Druidic priestess seemed to be very taboo about mentioning the ruins, and whenever Amosta mentioned it casually, she immediately fell silent.

The tents surrounded by flickering lights and fires were staring at each other, and the Muggle men quietly looked at Vitia, who stood side by side with Amosta, more like an Oriental woman, unconsciously indulging in her otherworldly temperament.

Two young men stood up from among the Muggles who were eating in a group, and from the direction in which they were walking, they seemed to be coming towards Vitia.

However, before they could get closer, they were forced back by the threat in Amosta's alarmed gaze, and turned away with a sneer.

"BETTER WAIT UNTIL THE MUGGLES REST, MR. BRIAN, WE'LL MAKE SOME NOISE LATER--" ŴŴŴ.

















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