Zhang Xiao's skin was a little darker, but her spirit was abnormally good, her eyes were bright, and she put the note away.

Looking at Fawkes, crouching by the campfire and combing his feathers with his beak:

"Is Dumbledore alright?"

Fawkes raised his bird's head, his golden pupils staring at him for a moment, a little reluctant to think about him, but nodded reluctantly.

Zhang Xiao looked at Fox's appearance and couldn't help laughing, it has been two years since Qingluan's seniors went back, and Fox now has a lot of opinions about himself.

"I know, I'll go over and take a look, by the way—"

He took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote a note: "Help me send it to the elf labor company-"

Fawkes stretched out his claws and grabbed the note, his golden pupils staring at him, and suddenly pecked him his fingers, spreading his wings and buzzing, turning into a ball of flame and disappearing.

Zhang Xiao looked at the mark on his finger and just shook his head helplessly.

It wasn't long before Rain appeared in front of him sitting on a thick pile of newspapers with a slight popping sound.

As soon as he appeared, he let out a long scream:

"The most powerful, the greatest, the most benevolent, the legend known to everyone in the wizarding world, to defeat the master of the Dark Lord!"

Zhang Xiao: It's really hard for people to figure out what elves think.

"Don't call me that, don't call me master, just call boss."

"Good master."

Zhang Xiao was silent for a moment, wisely gave up the idea of discussing the name with the elf with a tendon in the brain, and reached out to take the newspaper brought by the rain.

During this time, he has been running around the world, one is to open a map, and the phantom can't go to places he hasn't been.

The second is also to feel the pride of reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles in ancient times, after all, Dumbledore just said that he should go out for a walk, and how to continue his own path has to figure it out for himself.

My parents also agree with this, because the Daomen side has always had the habit of traveling.

During this time, he simply cut off all contact and devoted himself to traveling, except for occasionally chatting with his parents with clairvoyance, he didn't read all those newspapers or anything.

But now that Dumbledore had asked himself to check the clues, this isolation could be over.

He could still feel the increasingly tense atmosphere during this time, and some cities in the United States began to appear in witchers and soldiers to capture wizards.

The attacks of the dark wizards are also becoming more and more frequent, and it is their attacks that greatly increase the distrust of ordinary people towards wizards, and there are turbulent waves surging under the calm waters.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Xiao picked up the newspaper and asked casually.

"It's not good, but we're getting a lot of new orders." Yushui straightened his small chest and said proudly.

"New order? What's going on? Zhang Xiao glanced at the latest newspaper, which read "The International Confederation of Wizards is seeking negotiations with the Muggle government".

Yushui said a lot excitedly, although some words did not reach the meaning and the word order was reversed, Zhang Xiao still succeeded in refining effective information.

Because of the elves' ability to rescue the wounded in battle, and their heroic participation in the battle, the wizarding world has greatly changed its opinion of the elves.

In particular, some wizards survived because of the timely operation of the elves, and these people became loyal users of the company.

The status of the elves has improved a lot, and they have gained at least a negligible amount of respect.

The rain began to talk about some changes in the wizarding world, such as the fact that many wizards who had lived in the Muggle community had moved back to the wizarding quarters.

Some of the Ministries, which have suffered heavy casualties, are strongly demanding reciprocal retaliation, or have begun to do so quietly.

As he spoke, he flipped through the newspaper - this is also their training program, so it is easy to find the newspaper that the employer needs.

Take one out of it and hand it to Zhang Xiao.

This was the newspaper from almost half a month ago, and the front page headline was Dumbledore's serious face, talking about something.

After a quick glance, it was probably Dumbledore and the International Confederation of Wizards who called on everyone to calm down, a war with Muggles was not advisable and would cause huge casualties on both sides.

They will negotiate with the Muggle government and gather their demands to punish the murderers.

It also reported the report of the International Confederation of Wizards, which stated that only some people from one country were responsible for the Metropolitan incident, and that the church was involved.

In order to give an outlet to the pent-up anger of the wizards, the International Federation of Wizards has also pledged to fight the church to the death, elevating the elimination of the church as the main goal.

After reading it, Zhang Xiao shook her head.

This goal is destined to be difficult, the church is similar to Longhu Mountain, they are all transcendental, secular and external, independent of each other, but related.

In other words, the church has a fairly broad public base, so it is difficult to separate it from each other.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiao's hand flipping through the newspaper stopped, he pulled out a piece of newspaper, and stared at the front page headlines on it.

"The Trial of Umbridge, Former Deputy Minister of Magic, Great Death Eater"

The photo shows an unkempt Umbridge, who has lost a lot of weight and has a more bizarre face, if she was originally a fat toad, now she looks a bit like a large-mouthed monkey.

She sits in the Wizengamot trial bench in tears, her hands firmly chained, and on the other end of the picture is the new Minister of Magic, Amelia Bones, who is the host.

Umbridge Zhang Xiao thought about it carefully, as if she had not been seen on the battlefield.

The kung fu of escaping and saving his life is indeed a hand!

Moving his gaze to the text, after reading it for a while, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but take a breath, it seems that wizards really hate Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

Truth-spitting potions are not usually used at trials because they are easily interfered with by Occlumency or other potions.

But this time in the Wizengamot trial, the Ministry of Magic directly dispatched the Silencers, and it was the kind that specializes in memory magic, which directly destroyed Umbridge's brain defenses.

On the premise of ensuring that the memory is not modified, the unanimous vote was passed with a strong elixir.

As Voldemort's trusted right-hand man, Umbridge knew a lot about almost all of the Death Eaters.

Under her confession, the rest of the extreme purebloods were wiped out except for those who died on the battlefield, and the Dementors were almost crazy, and they had never had such abundant food!

Zhang Xiao's gaze lingered for a moment on the final judgment result, especially the words Dementor Kiss.

It was originally Barty Crouch Jr.'s end, and now Umbridge enjoys it.

For this result, Zhang Xiao can only say that he is going to die!

It's best to have a deep French kiss when the Dementors kiss her!

The rest of the newspaper doesn't have a lot of content, and for an organization like the Ministry of Magic, which lacks control, it's good to be able to hold a meeting in a month, and it will take at least a month to get it to the International Federation of Wizards.

But this time, the extremely inefficient Ministry of Magic ran into an opponent.

The Muggle government also failed to come up with a single effective decision, with several parties arguing and ordinary people arguing, and sometimes demonstrations for different purposes had to be fought.

It can only be said that when you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent!

After letting the rain go back first, and enjoying a delicious grilled fish, Zhang Xiao extinguished the bonfire and got into the carriage.

Go to bed!

The island of Ireland is the second largest island in the British Isles and the third largest in Europe.

Because the whole island is covered in verdant trees, it is often called "Emerald Island".

Even with such a view, Zhang Xiao had no intention of appreciating it, he pulled the hat on his forehead to shade the sun, a little helpless.

The clues Dumbledore gave were abstract, not like direct clues, but more like he deduced them himself.

An ancient castle by the water

The problem is that Zhang Xiao only learned that there are more than 30,000 ancient castles in Ireland!

The area is almost as big as JS province, how do you find this?

No wonder Dumbledore asked himself, if it was easy to find, it is estimated that Old Deng Tou would fly over by himself, anyway, it is not far from Hogwarts!

Zhang Xiao sat on a bench next to the park, the population of the island is not large, only more than 4 million people, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and it looks extremely empty.

There aren't many people in the park, it's the height of summer, and the lush woods look pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that there was no one, Zhang Xiao simply took out the recliner, made a pot of tea, and held the teapot in the shade to rest.

It would not work to be found like this, Dumbledore meant that it was the longest hiding place Voldemort had ever been.

Since he stayed for a long time, Voldemort must have spent a lot of energy, and he was well hidden.

Maybe even if you find a place, you need to go in and sift through it carefully to find it.

But the problem is that there are more than 30,000 castles!

Zhang Xiao raised the teapot, sucked the teapot spout and took a big sip, maybe he should find a way to identify the eligible castles?

And then take a closer look?

That's what it takes.

Zhang Xiao sat up suddenly, her eyes lit up, can't you find an intermediary?

I hurriedly put things back, just a cursory glance, and chose a shop.

That's you!

"You mean, you want to buy an ancient castle?"

Zhang Xiao nodded, his gaze swept over the work card on his chest:

"Yes, Mr. Gerald, I like Ireland so much that I would like to buy an old castle as the family's property."

He paused and added a very important sentence:

"Of course, money is not an issue!"

The smile on Gerald's face suddenly became a little more, as a real estate agent, the most popular thing to hear is that money is not a problem.

After all, how much does it cost to sell those small houses?

Or the castle villa has a profit!

"I very much agree with your vision and am glad that you love Ireland."

While saying compliments, he quickly flipped through the brochure:

"I have to say that it is a very correct thing for Mr. to find our company, Shirley Fitzgerald, as the largest intermediary in Ireland, only we have the most complete information about the castle!"

Zhang Xiao smiled and nodded, just to find out that you are the biggest

"By the way, sir, do you have any requirements for the castle?"

"Close to the water's edge, that's all there is to it."

Close to the water's edge? Gerald nodded, it can only be said that it is worthy of the largest intermediary company, and he quickly found a thick brochure.

Looking at the beautiful interior photos marked with the shooting time, Zhang Xiao suddenly realized a problem:

"Mr. Gerald, have you all gone in and seen all these castles?"

"Of course, as a responsible company, we inspect every castle listed for sale and take photos."

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows twisted, Voldemort. Although he unexpectedly borrowed the power of Muggles at the Metropolitano Stadium, before that, he absolutely looked down on Muggles.

According to Dumbledore, that was the hiding place of Voldemort when he was young, although he didn't say what time period it was, but Zhang Xiao guessed that it should be the time after getting the gold cup.

In other words, Voldemort would never allow Muggles to set foot in his place, maybe even close!

"Mr. Gerald, I don't need someone to live in, it's abandoned."

Abandoned castles? Also specifically stated the time?

Gerald's face became serious, and he asked tentatively:

"Sir. Many abandoned castles are forbidden to buy or have a conditional status."

"Wait a minute!"

Zhang Xiao took out a blank piece of paper from his pocket and snapped his fingers very skillfully: [Confusion Spell]

Gerald took the blank paper with a puzzled face, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Sir, you turned out. Turned out to be a noble count? ”

The corners of Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, what the confusion spell confuses is all up to the brain, God knows what they will make up in the brain.

"That's fine, the vast majority of families who own abandoned castles are happy to deal with someone of your status."

Gerald's attitude immediately became more attentive, and he shouted to the other employees, assigning tasks to their bewildered faces.

Finally, it took several hours to sort out a thick pile of materials, all of which were abandoned castles that met the requirements.

There are about 400 of them, which can only be said to be a great reduction in workload compared to the more than 30,000 ancient castles that have survived.

"Thanks, that's exactly what I needed."

Zhang Xiao looked at the information in his hand with satisfaction, and stuffed a thick pile of pounds into Gerald's hand.

Gerard, who looked dazed, looked at the pound in his hand, and then at the 'Lord Earl' who had already walked out the door.

This. Do you want to buy it?

Zhang Xiao looked at the address of the castle on the first page of the information, and compared the direction with the map, and the whole person's body quietly disappeared, floating in the air and galloping away into the distance.

His speed was unintentionally much faster, and his figure almost flickered in the air with the phantom shifting within his vision.

This consumption and physical burden are hardly worth mentioning for Zhang Xiao now, and after turning on the Golden Light Spell, he can't even feel the shock of the phantom shapeshift.

The color pages were quickly turned over, and by the afternoon, Zhang Xiao had almost run 200 castles.

After the moon rose and ran dozens of castles, Rao Yi Zhang Xiao's body also felt extremely tired.

When he descended from the sky and landed on an island in the middle of a lake, he suddenly felt a faint strangeness.

Opening his eyes and looking at a lonely castle not far away, a smile slowly appeared on Zhang Xiao's slightly tired face.

Got it!

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1. Commuter Pass 2 Recommended Tickets

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