In Albania, according to the official statistics of the Muggle government, one-third of their land is covered with dense forests. For Muggles, this is a very suitable holiday destination, but for decent wizards in the wizarding world, this is not a country worth lingering on.
The population of this country is not too large, and as a result, the number of wizards with magical talents in the country is very limited. This brings about a very direct problem, that is -
Albania does not have enough local wizards to support them in establishing a legal Ministry of Magic recognized by the International Federation of Wizards. In other words, except for the Wizarding Secrecy Act, the wizards here are not subject to any legal supervision. Therefore, It gave rise to a lot of chaos.
The magical animals living in this country are killed arbitrarily, smugglers of various precious potion materials choose to trade here, black magic is prevalent, and traditional esoteric witches conduct various cruel experiments here.
Later, this place simply became a lawless place and a paradise for sin.
Many guys who are hunted by the Ministry of Magic in their own countries come here to escape. These guys are not so disciplined, and things that attack Muggles happen from time to time. As long as it does not cause widespread panic among Muggles, as an escrow international The Wizards' Federation will only turn a blind eye.
In other words, even though Dumbledore wanted to help the Muggles here, he was powerless.
Behind the chaos in Albania, the interests behind the wizarding world of various countries have been involved. Just like the underground world deep in Knockturn Alley, it has been protected by a network of black and white. Dumbledore wants to change this country, unless he takes it upon himself. The magic wand rushed here and started killing.
Dusk fades away and night falls.
The glow in the sky is gradually fading, and the setting sun has also changed from crimson to a faint light red. At the intersection of the sea and sky, you can vaguely see scattered black dot-like fishing boats struggling to dock. This picture reflects the infinite vastness of the sea. .
Muggle tourists obviously also know that the security of this country is not good after nightfall.
Although they were still lingering in the beautiful natural scenery, they still called their companions in unison, took a slightly hasty pace, got in the car and left.
By the time the lonely moon shadow loomed in the sky, there were still few Muggles on the border between the primeval forest and the hills covered with green lawns. However, on the shore of the rugged lake, there was a middle-aged woman who was being pulled by several policemen. He fell down, kneeling on the shore, crying in despair.
"What's wrong?"
A young man carrying a suitcase quietly appeared behind a policeman, frightening a sighing Muggle policeman who looked to be of Greek descent with his hands on his hips.
"Oh shit, where did you come from!"
It looked like a Muggle policeman like the squad leader almost sprained his ankle. His fingers had even touched the handle of the gun. But after his eyes swept over the gray-haired young man's body, the vigilance in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by , a little bit of shame and anger after being frightened.
"what's going on?"
The gray-haired young man didn't pay attention to the Muggle policeman's little mood. He raised his chin, looked at the middle-aged woman who was fighting with several policemen on the lake shore, howling loudly and wanted to rush into the lake, and continued to ask.
"Why--"
The Muggle policeman seemed to be a very easy-to-talk person, and he was not bothered about how the gray-haired young man could touch behind him without making any sound on the lawn in full view. He sighed and looked at the middle-aged woman with sympathetic eyes.
"This is a tourist from Italy. In the morning, this lady and her daughter were rowing in the lake. Everything was normal, but then a gust of wind blew over. She just squinted her eyes, and her daughter disappeared. "
"oh--"
The color of his eyes was strange, but his appearance was very handsome. Moreover, the young man who had an eye-catching temperament lingering around him nodded thoughtfully,
"Where's the search team? Didn't you try to look for it in the lake?"
"You are a foreigner, sir, and you don't understand the situation here--"
The Muggle policeman lowered his voice for fear of irritating the Italian woman, who had already suffered a nervous breakdown. He turned his face sideways and whispered into the gray-haired young man's ear,
"This kind of thing happens all the time here. Tourists are playing in lakes, forests or near scenic spots, but in the blink of an eye, their families disappear and they can't be found no matter how hard they try. After a while, some The lucky ones will appear in another place inexplicably. These people have lost their memories during the disappearance. They don’t know why they appear in another place, and they don’t know what they have experienced--"
"What about the unfortunate one?"
"Oh——" the Muggle policeman's face became horrified,
"Unfortunately, by the time people found them, they had already lost their lives. But the cause of death could not be found on their bodies. The most unfortunate ones were that they disappeared completely and nothing could be found."
"Well--"
Looking at the grief-stricken Muggle woman, a deep light flashed in Amosta's eyes.
"Have you ever actually investigated the cause?"
"Of course we want to, but the superiors won't let us!"
The Muggle policeman shouted indignantly,
"The government is afraid that if this news gets out, no tourists will come to this country. They use coercion and inducement to tourists who have lost their families to persuade them not to publicize this matter. If you ask me, this despicable politician is just, oh, damn!"
The Muggle policeman suddenly stopped his endless complaints, jumped away from the gray-haired young man, and stared at him with frightened eyes.
"I shouldn't have told you this, oh, damn. Okay, forget what I just said and go back to the hotel to rest. Sir, there are large wild animals here at night. I guess you don't want to disappear suddenly. Then someone will find him in a smelly ditch some time later!"
"Thank you for reminding me, of course I don't want to end up like this -"
The gray-haired young man nodded to the Muggle policeman and smiled politely.
"Then leave quickly!"
The Muggle policeman waved his arms toward Amosta aggressively, trying to drive him away. After seeing Amosta turn around and walk away, he looked at the middle-aged woman who was crying hoarsely, and sighed constantly - -
When the Muggle policeman looked away, the gray-haired young man suddenly stopped. He turned his head and took a deep look at the middle-aged Italian woman, and a thunderous glare flashed in his eyes.
The gray-haired young man was, of course, Amosta Brain.
Four or five days ago, Amosta was floating in the sea with Sirius.
The Azkaban team gained a lot. According to the original plan, he was going to go back to No. 12 Grimmauld Place and stay for a while to digest the gains of the trip.
But at the end of this adventure, a letter from Karkus Foley interrupted Amosta's plan, forcing him to travel and travel to a place he didn't expect at great cost. What a familiar country.
This primeval forest looks even more wild and dangerous than the Forbidden Forest adjacent to Hogwarts.
In the dense forest, there are many giant trees that are dozens of feet high and cannot be hugged by several adults. The dim light of the setting sun was still hanging on the outside sky, and the forest was already soaked in darkness.
Golden Viper, dressed in black robes, walked hard along the unnoticeable path, ignoring the greedy eyes that were peeping and waiting for opportunities in the deep darkness. The vines around him were so dense that Amosta was not sure whether he was walking on the right path or whether he had gone the wrong way.
Jin Viper took out the letter from Karkus, which contained a simple magic map.
The map showed that he was very close to his destination. His eyes wandered, and after identifying the direction, he took steps forward again.
Ten minutes later, under a thick spruce tree, Golden Viper stopped.
A goat's head hangs from the base of the spruce.
This goat's head is very strange. The flesh and blood at the broken neck is still very fresh, and a few drops of blood are shaking. However, the whole body has been weathered, and the position of the eyes has turned into a dark cave.
"I'm going into camp."
Facing the goat head, Jin Viper said in an old voice.
quack quack--
A breeze suddenly started blowing around the depressing place. The goat head fixed on the spruce suddenly laughed ghostly, and two dots of green fluorescence lit up from the dark eyes.
"Say your name and introducer."
The goat head made a sharp sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard.
"My name is Golden Viper. I was introduced to you by Karkus Foley--"
(End of chapter)
