v3 Chapter 246： small town on the edge of the forest in albania

Albania is a country located in southeastern Europe, in the southwestern Balkans. The ancestors of the Albanians, the Illyrians, are one of the ancient peoples on the Balkan Peninsula, but they did not produce a splendid flower of civilization like other ancient civilizations - this land was occupied by the Roman Republic, then Byzantium. The Empire, the Kingdom of Bulgaria, the Kingdom of Serbia, the Republic of Venice, and the Ottoman Empire ruled, and it was not until after World War II that a stable country was born in this land.

At first, the country belonged to the Soviet Union, but in 1968, Albania withdrew from the Warsaw Pact and broke with the Soviet Union. The long-term war and hostility with the world's superpowers have left this country with no sense of security - this country is called the "Bunker Kingdom", a country with a population of 3 million, but it is densely distributed with hundreds of thousands of bunkers. At that time there was an average of one bunker for every three people. This is obviously not a reflection of magnanimity and a sense of security.

In fact, the country is extremely closed due to topography and politics.

On the 28,000 square kilometers of Albania, there are 7,800 square kilometers of forest, which means that nearly a quarter of the land in this small Eastern European country is covered by forests, and the mountains and hills together account for 3/4 of the country's area. ...

Enclosed and mountainous, this means it's a good option for seclusion. Voldemort thought so.

After being struck by his own Killing Curse, Voldemort turned into a wisp of wandering spirit, wandering around with nothing to rely on. Having lost most of his magic power and being unable to use his wand, Voldemort was left with only one ability: Possession. He can cling to animals or people. However, most of the time he was possessed by animals. Even if he was possessed by humans, he did not dare to go to places with many people, because he felt that there were always Aurors searching for him.

And the hiding place he chose was deep in the jungles of Albania.

He once bewitched a young wizard here, made himself attached to him, and returned to Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect. But his plan ended in failure. Two young wizards thwarted his plan and made him flee back to Albania in embarrassment.

After that defeat, Voldemort was desperate. He didn't think he would be lucky enough to meet the second wizard, step into this jungle in a daze, and then be possessed by himself. After I went out, I found out that the subordinates I thought were loyal didn't come to me at all. The most loyal Death Eaters either died in the war or were thrown into Azkaban, and those left outside were greedy for life.

Voldemort was at the lowest point of his life, and it had been going on for two years. During this time, a lot of big things happened in Albania, and the local area became more chaotic and turbulent.

That's a good thing for Voldemort.

Chaos and turmoil can make him better lurking...

"There's a lot of bunkers here...ahem, Peter."

"I've heard stories about this country before, Barty. It is said that there are hundreds of thousands of bunkers in this country, all made of extremely high-quality materials, which also makes these bunkers extremely difficult to dismantle..."

The two men walked through a wilderness littered with abandoned bunkers, chatting as they struggled along. The content of the chat is the land under their feet.

One of the two men had blond hair and a few freckles on his pale skin, while the other was short and fat, with a bald patch on the top of his head that looked like a mouse.

The two, one named Barty Crouch, the other named Peter Pettigrew. They went to Albania not to dump the special product here: arms, but to find a man, a man who has been "fascinated" by the magic world for decades.

Their task is to get the man back.

The two walked across the wilderness and came to a small town. The town is located on the edge of a forest, peaceful and peaceful.

"Are you really sure 'it' is here? This tourist brochure I have in my hand tells me that a quarter of this country is covered in forests—" Barty Crouch hesitated.

Peter shrugged: "I have communicated with hundreds of stray dogs, and they are very sure that there is a 'forbidden place' deep in this forest, and all the small animals near there are possessed by a dark shadow, and then Just died. This information is hard to come by, and every time you talk to the dogs, you have to convince them-"

Barty was silent.

"Okay, but we can talk to the residents here. That person has been here for so long, and he should have left some strange legends."

The two of them turned into a tavern on the side of the street like this - there is no better place to inquire about news than a tavern.

The two walked directly to the bar, ordered two glasses of beer, and chatted from all over the world. After a few drinks, the two quickly got closer to the bartender.

"Hey, my friend, is there any mysterious legend around here?" Peter asked the bartender, shaking his glass, seemingly unintentionally.

The official language of Albania is Albanian, but as a bartender, he still has some business skills.

So the bartender stammered and told the two about the legend of the town.

It took a lot of time for Peter and Barty to understand. It turned out that in the depths of this forest, there is a forbidden area, which can be called a forbidden area for life.

The bartender did his best in broken English to tell the horror and mystery there vividly. In the end, his purpose was revealed.

"Friends, you, if necessary, Xiangdao, I will help you, introduce."

The English spoken by Peter and Barty is the best business card. Their pockets are full of British pound or US dollar bills, and if they leak out a few, they can earn a month’s salary for the locals.

How much money can they make by letting them drink? Take them into the forest to explore and earn more!

Equipment, guide fees, insurance... The bartender believes that this trip will earn him three years' salary Peter and Barty are thinking about how to refuse, when a figure comes to the edge of the bar, **** Ying Yin said, "A glass of wine, thank you."

Then she saw the two people beside her.

She widened her eyes in surprise, and Peter and Barty also looked like they had seen a ghost.

The person who came to the pub was Bertha Jorkins, an employee of the British Ministry of Magic, and this person happened to know Barty and Peter.

"Peter... and Barty Jr.?" Bertha Jorkins was also stunned when she saw these two people. She couldn't figure out how the dead Barty and the fleeing Peter could appear here.

Barty, Peter:  …

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Weakly ask for a few monthly passes.