Chapter 1232

"Come on, let's go to Albania. It won't take an afternoon to search the whole country. " Ron said sarcastically.

This can not help but make the other three feel uncomfortable, since Ron split up, it seems that a different character.

But maybe that's what it was, or in the third grade, they were too focused on what Voldemort wanted to do and ignored their friends.

"There can't be Horcruxes there." Fanlin rolled up the sheepskin.

"Why?"

"Most of the Horcruxes were made before. In Albania, Voldemort only has soul fragments, and even survival needs to be attached to a snake. Do you think Voldemort..."

"Didn't I tell you not to call him by name?" Ron suddenly called, interrupting the three.

"Oh, ok..." Fanlin tried to hold back his anger, "but no matter what, you can't control my thoughts. Maybe you can choose not to..."

"Fanlin..." Hermione tugged at Van Lin's clothes. Naturally, Fanlin didn't say much.

Ron's face was blue and sulky.

"Let's talk about ambush first I mean, the Horcrux of the mysterious man. " Harry looked at Ron and said, somewhat embarrassed.

"Oh, all right." Vaseline nodded. "It's certain that there will be no Horcruxes in Albania, and the snake possessed by Voldemort has been killed by me. It was the most likely one."

"You mean Nagini?" Harry thought of the snake, who had been attached to Nagini.

"So, Albania can be crossed out." Said Hermione, crossing out Albania from her notebook.

"Well, what about the next bogin bock magic shop, where he used to be."

"I don't think he's going to hide anything in bogin Bok." Harry said he had said that many times, but repeated it just to break the awkward silence. "Bogin and bok are experts in dark magic items, and they will recognize the Horcrux in a flash."

At this point, Ron obviously yawned. Harry suppressed the urge to throw something at him and continued, "I guess he's hiding it at Hogwarts."

Hermione sighed.

"But Dumbledore will find out, Harry!" Harry repeated his point of view and looked for reasons in favor of his point of view.

"Dumbledore said in front of me that he was never sure he knew all the secrets of Hogwarts. I tell you, if there's a place there that's volley... "

"Oh

"Mysterious man! And then! " "If there's one place that really matters to Voldemort, it's Hogwarts!" Harry yelled, forcing himself to endure

"Oh, come on," said Ron mockingly. "His school?"

"Yes, his school! It was his first real home, a place of extraordinary significance to him; it represented everything to him, even after he left... "

"We're talking about mysterious people, right? Not you? " Asked Ron.

Harry forced himself not to see Ron because he was afraid that he would rush out and fight Ron.

"And Ravenclaw's crown, which van Lin found and destroyed at Hogwarts. Maybe Hogwarts has other Horcruxes. After all, Hogwarts is very big, isn't it? In many places, even Dumbledore can't help it..."

"I can tell you, Harry, Ravenclaw's crown was made when Voldemort was still in school."

"And you told us that the mystery man asked Dumbledore to give him a job after he graduated." Hermione said.

"Yes." Harry replied.

"And Dumbledore thinks he just wants to come back and try to find something, maybe the founder of some other college, to make Horcruxes?"

"Yes." Harry replied.

"But he didn't get the job." Hermione said, "so he would never have a chance to go there and find the founder's stuff and hide it in the school!"

"And, to be sure, we should focus on the founder's legacy, but it's not Hogwarts, is it?" Said Fanlin.

"Well, then." Harry was convinced. "Forget Hogwarts."

There's no other clue. They had to come to London and hide under their invisibility suits in search of the orphanage where Voldemort grew up. Hermione sneaked into a library and found out from their records that the place had been rebuilt many years ago. They came to its location and found what is now a government tower.

"Can we try to dig the foundation?" Said Hermione jokingly.

"He can't hide the Horcrux here," Harry affirmed.

He knew it all along. The orphanage was the place where demons tried to get rid of. It was impossible for him to hide a part of his soul here. Dumbledore shows Harry the splendor and mystery of the place where Voldemort hides his Horcrux.This dark gray corner of London is the most remote place you can imagine, especially with Hogwarts or Gringotts Wizard's Bank Compare that with a building with gilded doors and marble floors.

Still without any new ideas, they continued to shuttle through the countryside. To be safe, they put up tents in different places every night. Every morning, they make sure that all traces of their presence are removed, and then they set out to find another remote and hidden place.

When the phantom appeared, it went to many forests, narrow mountain streams, purple wilderness, mountains covered with Canary flowers, and small bays with many pebbles under protection.

Compared with the anxiety of curry rice, Fanlin's mind has become more and more peaceful.

The magic array tuvalin got from Alex probably has an eyebrow. Ironically, Fanlin tried his best to speculate on Voldemort's other meanings. To be sure, it was just a revived magic.

On the other hand, Voldemort is not resurrecting the present man. He is ready to break the rules of time and drag the past strong and healthy God of death out of time.

Fanlin thought that he probably thought about what conditions were needed. The problem is that only the time converter can do it in the Ministry of magic, but it is not realistic to use it to reverse thousands of years of time, isn't it.

Thinking of this, Fanlin is a little relieved, just like them, in the constant attempt to find that they are finally doing nothing.

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"What's the matter? What do you see? " Fanlin looked up and looked at Harry, who was embarrassed. "Are you..."

"One face," Harry murmured in a whisper, "the same face. The thief who stole from grigorwich. "

At this point, Ron would turn away and make no secret of his disappointment. Harry knew Ron wanted to hear about his family or other members of the order of the Phoenix, but, after all, Harry was not a television antenna. He could only know what Voldemort thought at that time, not what he wanted to know.

It was obvious that Voldemort was constantly thinking about the cheerful but unknown teenager, including their name and whereabouts.

Harry could be sure that Voldemort did not know much more than he did.

As Harry's scar continued to burn, the happy, blonde boy flashed through his mind. He had to try to cover up any discomfort or pain, because other people had no reaction except impatience when he mentioned the thief.

Ron and Hermione didn't care at all, and through the old wand, Fanling probably guessed who Harry was talking about.

Greenworth?

The last old wand owner before Dumbledore.

Voldemort will eventually find the old wand, which Fanlin has never doubted, but how long it will take is unknown.

Van Lin has been trying to contact fox, because he wants to see Dumbledore, but the problem is, fox has no response at all. As for Dumbledore's location, van Lin can't find it at all. It's hidden by magic.

As for Harry, the long search finally led Harry into endless confusion.

In despondency, Harry tries to think about the location of Horcruxes in a broader sense, but the only place in his mind is Hogwarts.

However, van Lin did not think about it at all. Ravenclaw's crown had been destroyed, so he did not put forward his opinion.

Autumn leaves rolled over the village they passed. So the tent they set up was covered with fallen leaves.

The fog made by nature seems to have joined the Dementors in the fog. The wind and rain also come to their trouble. In fact, although Hermione was better able to identify edible fungi, she couldn't make up for the sense of isolation, seclusion, and ignorance in their fight against Voldemort.

"My mom," Ron said one night, while they were sitting in their tents on the banks of Wales, "can make delicious food out of thin air."

He became more irritable when he saw the many charred colored fish in his plate.

Fanlin looked at Ron's face impatiently. The desperate environment always changed people's temperament, didn't they.

"Your mother can't make food out of the air," Hermione couldn't have said. "No one can. Food is the first of the five major exceptions to ocean law... "

"Oh, easy, can't you?" Ron said the fish was chewing through his teeth.

"It's impossible to make food out of thin air! You can call it from a place you know in advance, you can change it, and if you already have some, you can increase the number of it... "

"Well, I don't want to increase the number of these things anyway. It's disgusting." Said Ron.

"The fish Harry caught, I tried my best to do it! I've noticed that I'm always the one who picks food when it's almost finished! " Hermione said a little grumpy, then put down the plate in her hand"Stop it..." Van Lin looked at Ron coldly. "Tomorrow you can come to cook, Ron. You can find some food and try to make it edible by magic. And we will sit there and complain with a long face, and then you will know you..."

Words have not finished, Fanlin is like being pinched by the neck, some vigilant looking at the outside.

"Of course, I miss me..."

"Shut up, Ron!" Harry went on, and the whole man stood up.

Fanlin got up and looked at Harry. Then they nodded and rushed out. The black river rolled behind them. All of a sudden, van Lin heard the sound again.

He looked around in the light of his wand. There's nothing moving.

"You've put a deaf ear charm here, haven't you?" Van Lin asked Hermione in a low voice.

"I did everything I could." She whispered, "listen to the mantra with the ear closed, the Muggle banishment mantra, and the daydream mantra. They can't hear or see us, no matter who they are. "

The sound of heavy footfalls, and the fall of some stones and branches, clearly told them that some people were climbing down the cliffs to the wooded slopes, to the narrow banks where they camped.

They pulled out their wands and waited. The magic they cast here can protect them from Muggles and ordinary witches, especially in the dark. If they are death eaters, then their defense magic will begin to be tested by the black magic for the first time.

The sound grew louder, but it didn't get clearer, as if a group of people came to the Bank of the river.

Fanlin estimated that they were less than twenty feet from here, but the sound of the waterfall made him uncertain. Hermione took out the beaded bag and began to look for something. After a while she found several retractable ears and gave each of them one. They quickly put one end of the flesh colored string into their ears and threw the other end out of the tent exit.

A few seconds later, van Lin heard a tired man's voice. "There should be some salmon here, or do you think this season is too early? Here comes the salmon

A few clear splashes of water followed by the fish's rapid struggle. Someone mumbled in appreciation.

Van Lim sent his telescopic ears deeper into his ears: apart from the river, he could recognize many sounds, but they did not speak English or any human language he had ever heard. It was a rude, harsh language, a click from the throat. And it sounds like two people talking, and one of them sounds a little bit slower.

The flames were burning more and more on the other side of the tent, and huge figures swayed in the light of the fire through the tent. The alluring aroma of the roasted fish wafted in their direction. Then there was the jingle of dishes and dishes, and the first man spoke again.

"Here you are, Lasso, Dirk."

"Goblin!" Hermione said to van Lin with her mouth. Van Lin nodded and confirmed Hermione's idea.

"Thank you." The goblins speak together in English.

"So, how long have you three escaped?" The question was a mellow and pleasant new voice, and Fanlin's vague feeling was very familiar. He imagined a round face with a smile.

"Six weeks Seven weeks I forgot. " The man said in a tired voice, "a few days after I met the ring, I joined Dirk's team soon. I'm glad to make an alliance with you."

He stopped for a moment, the knife was scraping on the glass, and then he took the glass off the ground and put it back.

"Then why did you leave? Ted. " The man continued.

"I know they're going to attack me soon." Ted said in a smooth voice, and Harry realized immediately who the man was: Tonks' father.

"I heard the death eaters were in that area last week, and I decided it was best to run away. I refused to register as a Muggle. So you see, I know sooner or later there will be a day, I still have to leave. My wife's going to be fine. She's pure blood, and I saw Dean there, well, a few days ago, right, kid? "

"Yes," said another voice. Fanling, Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at each other without speaking but excited. They could be sure they recognized Dean Thomas' voice, their classmate in Gryffindor.

"Muggle, right?" Said the first man.

"I'm not sure," Dean said. "My father abandoned my mother when I was young. I don't have any evidence that he's a wizard. " Then there was a silence, except for the sound of chewing. Then Ted started talking again.

"I have to say, Dirk, I was surprised to meet you. Happy, but surprised. There's a rumor that you've been caught. "

"I was caught," Dirk said. "I escaped on the way to Azkaban. Someone knocked him out, and I grabbed his broom. That's easier than you think. I don't think he was awake. He may be under the control of the soul snatcher. If so, I'll shake hands with the witches who curse him because they saved my life. "There was another silence, only the crackling of flames and the surging of the river. And Ted said, "which side are you two on? I, er, always think that goblins are on the side of mysterious people. Generally speaking, they are

"Your idea is wrong." "We are not on either side," said the high voice goblin. This is the wizard's war. "

"Where are you going to hide next?" "I wanted to be cautious," said the low voice goblin. "I refused what I thought was reckless. I know very well that I am in danger. "

"What do they ask you to do?" Ted asked.

"It's a disservice to the dignity of our race," replied the goblin, whose voice was more vocal than human when he said it. "I'm not a domestic elf."

"And you, ring?"

"For the same reason," said the high voice goblin, "Gringotts are no longer under my control. I don't recognize the wizard managers. " He then mumbles something he doesn't understand, and Dirk laughs.

"Is there anything ridiculous?" Asked Dean.

"Ha ha," said Dirk, "there are some things that even a wizard doesn't know."

There was a brief silence.

"I don't understand..." Dean said.

"I took a little revenge before I left." Pull the hoop in English.

"Good man Good goblin, I mean Ted made a hasty revision. "I guess you've locked the death eaters in big, hidden caves, haven't you?"

"If I did that, the sword would not have helped him escape." Said the ring. Dirk laughed again, and even Dirk chuckled.

"Dean and I still don't quite understand." Said Ted.

"So did Severus Snape, though he didn't know what it was." Pull ring says, two fine together issued malice laugh.

Harry was almost choked by excitement in the tent. He and van Lin looked at each other, trying to hear the voices.

"You haven't heard of that, Ted?" Dirk asked, "about the students at Hogwarts who tried to steal the Gryffindor sword from Snape's office?"

It was like an electric current running through Harry's body, stinging his nerves and making him stand where he was.

"I didn't hear a word," Ted said. "The prophet didn't report it, did it?"

"Not at all," Dirk chuckled. "The ring told me, he heard from Bill Weasley, who works in the bank. One of the students who wanted to get the sword was Bill's sister. "

A few people took a look, and it was obvious that Harry and Ron were both holding on to the telescopic ears as if they were the ropes of their lives.

"She and two other friends went into Snape's office and smashed the glass box that apparently kept the sword. Snape caught them as they tried to sneak the sword down the stairs

"Oh, God bless them," Ted said. "What do they think they can beat the mysterious man with this sword? Or beat Snape himself? "

"Whatever they want to do with the sword, Snape thinks it's not safe to put it there again," Dirk said. "After a few days, he may have been instructed by the mysterious man, and I guess he sent it to the ancient London spirit for preservation."

The goblins laughed again.

"I don't know what's funny about it." Said Ted.

"That's not true." Said the ring in a harsh voice. "The sword of Gryffindor!"

"Oh, yes. It's just an imitation - a wonderful imitation, to be sure But it was made by a wizard. The original sword was made by a goblin centuries ago, and will certainly have some of the characteristics of a goblin's armor. No matter where the real Gryffindor's sword is, it's certainly not in gringott. "

"I see," Ted said. "I don't think you told the Death Eaters about it?"

"I don't see any reason to disturb them with such things." The ring said that he was right.

Now Ted and Dean are laughing with Dirk and Dirk. In the tent, Harry closed his eyes, hoping that someone could ask him questions that Harry needed to know.

After a long minute, Dean spoke. He was Ginny's former boyfriend.

"What happened to Ginny and the others? Those who want swords. "

"Oh, they have been brutally punished." The ring said carelessly.

"So, are they all right now?" Ted quickly asked, "I mean, the Weasleys can't afford to have another child hurt, can they?"

"They were not seriously injured, as far as I know." Said the ring.

"They're lucky," Ted said. "From Snape's track record, we should be glad they're alive."

"You believe that story, don't you, Ted?" Dirk asked, "do you believe Snape killed Dumbledore?""Sure," Ted said. "You're not going to sit there and tell me what you think Potter did?"

"It's hard to be sure what to believe these days." Dirk muttered.

"I know Harry Potter," Dean said. "I'm sure he's real The salvation star, or something else. "

"Yes, there are a lot of people who believe he is, son," Dirk said, "including me. But where is he now? Faced with so many things, he ran away. Do you think he knows a lot of things we don't know, or has a special mission, or is he fighting, fighting, not hiding. And you know, the Daily Prophet has been fighting against him all the time... "

"The prophet daily?" Ted scoffed. "If you still read that newspaper, you deserve to be cheated, Dirk. If you want to know the truth, look at singing the opposite. "

Just as soon as the voice dropped, a burst of breathless vomit began to sound, and it was getting louder and louder. Derek forced down a fish bone. In the end, he spattered and said, "sing against the tune?"? That old lunatic, Shannon ferrius Lovegood's ragged magazine? "

"The magazines of these days are not very strange," Ted said. "You need to see that Shannon ferrius has published all the facts that the prophet's Daily has deliberately omitted. Now I don't have to worry about snorers anymore. They wanted to work with him for a long time, I don't know. But Shannon ferrius said on the front page of each issue that witches fighting Voldemort should give priority to helping Harry Potter

"It's hard to help a boy who has disappeared from the world." Said dirk.

"Look, they haven't caught him yet, and it's an achievement in itself." Ted said, "I'm glad he doesn't have any news right now, and that's what we're doing, hiding in a safe place, isn't it?"

"yes, you're on the point," Dirk said heavily. "I'd rather see him arrested now when the whole Ministry of magic and all their followers are looking for him. But it's also possible that they've caught him and killed him without making it public, right? "

"Oh, don't say that, Dirk," Ted muttered.

There was a long silence, only the click of knives and forks. When they spoke again, they discussed whether they should sleep on the river bank or withdraw to sleep on a wooded slope.

Then they felt that the trees could cover them better, so they put out the fire and climbed back to the slope, and their voices faded away.

Several people rolled up their telescopic ears.

Harry found it difficult to be silent after eavesdropping on these words. He couldn't even say one more word: "Ginny The sword... "

"I understand!" Said Hermione. She rummaged in her beaded bag, and this time she reached deep into her armpits.

"Here We In... " She squeezed a few words out of her teeth, and it was obvious that she was trying to pull something out of the deep part of the bag. Gradually, a picture frame with gorgeous decoration appeared.

Fanlin went to help her. When they held up the empty portrait of Phineas, Hermione pointed her wand at it, ready to cast a spell.

"If someone had stolen that sword in Dumbledore's office," she gasped, as they leaned the portrait against the side of the tent. "Phineas Nigel would have seen it. His portrait is hanging next to that place."

"Unless he's sleeping." Said Harry.

"No, no, no, they're not sleeping." Said Fanlin, gazing at the portrait of Phineas.

It's clear that Ginny can't let Neptune down again.

Harry holds his breath as Hermione kneels in front of the empty canvas. He becomes very anxious. Harry really wants Ginny to do nothing if possible.

What's Snape doing to Ginny?

Hermione's wand was pointing to the center of Chinatown, clearing her throat and saying, "er Phineas? Phineas Nigel? "

Nothing appeared.

"Phineas Nigel?" Again, Hermione. "Professor Black? May I speak to you, please? Please

"The word" please "is always useful." A false voice said that Phineas Nigel slipped into his portrait.

This caught Hermione off guard.

The next second, a black blindfold fell over Phineas Nigel's cunning, black eyes, causing him to bump into the frame and scream with pain.

"What How dare you What do you want... "

"I'm sorry, Professor Black," said Hermione, "but it's a necessary defense!"

"Take away this filthy attachment at once! Take it, I said! You are destroying an artwork! Where am I? What happened? "

"You don't need to know where you are," Van Lin said faintly, and then Phineas Nigel stopped trying to peel off his dark blindfold as if he were suddenly frozen."Is the source of this voice a miss Mr. al?"

"If you really think so." "Look at Harry," said Van Lin.

"We have a few questions to ask you About the sword of Gryffindor. "

"This is Mr. Potter?"

"Yes, as you wish."

Phoenicus has come to great interest.

"Well," said phoenicus Nigel, turning his head and trying to see Harry, "yes, the stupid girl did the most ignorant act there..."

"You don't talk to my sister much." Ron said rudely, and was very dissatisfied with the words of phoenicus.

But phinias Nigel raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

"Who else is there?" He asked, turning his head around, "your voice annoys me! The girl and her friend are the most idiotic idiots. Want to steal from the headmaster. "

"They're not stealing," Harry said. "The sword was not Snape's

"It belongs to the school of principal Snape," said phinias politely. "Why did the girl named Weasley get it? She should be punished, and the idiot rumbaton and the crazy girl! "

"Neville is not an idiot, Luna is not a madman!" Hermione said.

"Where am I?" "Again, phinias Nigel asked, and began to fight his eyewear again. "Where did you take me? Why did you remove my portrait from my ancestral home? "

"Don't mind that first! How did Snape punish Ginny, Neville and Luna? " Harry asked eagerly.

"Professor Snape sent them to the Forbidden Forest and went to do something for the silly big Hagrid."

"Hagrid is not a fool!" Hermione said sharply.

"Snape may think it's punishment," Harry said, "but Ginny, Neville and Luna will be happy with Hagrid. Forbidden forest They have faced many worse things than the forbidden forest. It's great! " He felt relieved, and he thought about terror, at least by heart.

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