Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

Although he realized that Vivienne should have something to dig out, no matter how insinuating Rossi asked, he still didn't get any useful information.

After dawdling for half an hour, Rossi also gave up entanglement with her too much, put away the photo copied and presented to her by the other party, waved goodbye happily, and left the shop.

Putting a layer of magic armor on herself again, Rossi stepped on a green brick path and shuttled familiarly between houses of different levels.

Look, I'm not a road idiot!

Rosie, who came from the east side of Godric's Hollow to the west side of the north in just a few minutes, had an inexplicable sense of pride on his face.

The place where she is now is a street nearly [-] meters wide, and there are rows of stalls of different sizes on both sides. It is the market in Godric's Valley.

Not only NPCs set up stalls here, but many players will also sell some equipment materials and other things here.

But Rosie didn't come here to buy anything. She came here to find a house elf who could take her to McCrum according to the main process seen on the forum.

After searching for a long time among the bustling crowd, Rossi never saw the shabby-dressed elf with a bright expression on his face mentioned in the forum.

"Could it be that it hasn't come at this time?"

Rossi murmured in his heart, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the crowd of people coming and going, and suddenly noticed something strange.

"Hey, the player in the black windbreaker standing in front of the NPC booth, I seem to have seen it at the entrance of the Enochas Studio just now..."

Thinking of this, Rossi mixed into the crowd, pretended to be shopping, but actually walked cautiously towards the depths of the market for a while, then turned around suddenly and looked back.

As expected, the player in the black windbreaker followed her not far away. Seeing Rossi turn around, he immediately showed interest and picked up the agricultural products sold at the stall in front of him.

"Is he following me? Is he from the Half-Blood Wizarding Society? Or a hired assassin?"

In a hurry, Rossi glanced at the Iron Armor Curse that was indicated on the status bar and was 3 minutes away from expiry.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Rossi walked over to the other party without haste.

Seeing that he was still playing with it fondly, Rossi couldn't help but smile a little:
"Why, are you so interested in winter melon?"

"Forehead……"

As if he just noticed what he was holding, the player hastily put the winter melon back, "No, no, I'm just looking."

"Are you following me?"

"No, can't I go shopping here?"

"Oh!" Rosie nodded with a smile on her face, "Then where do you want to visit?"

The player immediately pointed his arm forward, looking flustered.

"Then walk around slowly, I'll go to the other side."

With that said, Rossi walked around the side where he came from.

"There is no assassin's unique rune engraved between his fingers, so he is a member of the Half-Blood Wizards' Autonomous Society?"

While Rosie was thinking, she found a corner that could shelter her.

Taking out the tracking map that hadn't been returned to Abo in time, Rossi muttered to the parchment in a low voice:
"Molia!"

"Stephen [-] points!"

After finding out that the two were located in the far west, on a map that he had not yet explored, Rossi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that Rossi is afraid, it's just that it's not the time to deal with them yet, so she doesn't want to make unnecessary entanglements.

"It seems that before completely solving Moria's trouble, if you need to leave the safe zone, you must first check their location with the tracking map."

"It's really annoying...forget it, I'd better hurry up and do the main story!"

While thinking, Rossi pulled himself together and walked out from the corner, scanning the surroundings like a torch.

In the next second, an unexpected figure broke into her eyes.

Puzzled, Rossi chased after him in three steps at a time:

"Sammy, why are you here?"

The one in front of her was her own house elf.

"Owner?"

Unexpectedly hearing Rossi's voice, Sammy was taken aback, looked up nervously, his light blue eyes were full of water, crystal clear and pure,

"Don't be nervous, I'm not questioning you."

Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, Rossi hurriedly comforted her softly, "I'm just wondering why you came here."

"Sami is here to buy ingredients. The vegetables in Godric's Valley Market are the freshest and cheapest in Blantania. Many house elves come here to buy ingredients."

Just after Sammy finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Rossi seriously, "Master doesn't need to remember this. Purchasing ingredients is not something a lady needs to worry about."

Uh... why do I think you're more worried about losing your job?

Looking at Sami's weak and firm eyes, Rossi couldn't help muttering in his heart, then smiled and said, "No, I'm here..."

By the way, Sammy just said that many house elves will come here to buy ingredients, so will she know the house elf I'm looking for?

Thinking of this, Rosie opened his mouth and asked, "Sami, do you know a house elf in ragged clothes but with a cheerful expression?"

Hearing Rossi's question, Sammy, who was looking up at her, blinked: "Ragged clothes, with a bright expression?"

"Hmm... Sami has never heard of such a house-elf!" After thinking hard for a long time, Sami still shook his head in deep thought,

"What does the master want to ask this house elf? If necessary, Sammy can ask my friends."

Hearing the first half of what she said, Rossi was a little disappointed, but immediately aroused a little expectation: "I need to go to Macrum, I heard that it can take me there. Then you can help me find out..."

"Just going to Macroom?"

Before he finished speaking, Sammy timidly interrupted, "If that's the case, then Sammy can take Master there!"

"what?"

Rossi's eyes lit up immediately, how could a servant still do this?Well, my layout is small.

"Sammy, you are amazing! This is such a help!"

Rubbing Sammy's head, Rosie said happily.

With a slight explosion sound of "bang", Rosie, who was held by Sammy's little palm, disappeared from the market in Godric's Hollow in an instant.

For such a situation, except for a few Muggles who came here to pursue the mystery, most people have a normal look on their faces.

Not far away, the player wearing a black windbreaker saw Rossi disappear, immediately summoned the courier, and released it forcefully.

At the breakfast stall not far behind him, a thin and stooped figure no more than seventy centimeters tall sat there very comfortably.

Although it is dressed in rags, it does not look timid at all.

At this moment, while eating bread, it smiled and looked at a house elf beside it with its protruding black eyes:

"Dobby, you don't have to envy me, as long as you earn money, you can eat what you want and buy what you want."

"Sméagol, is it true what you say?"

Just after saying this sentence, Dobby suddenly slapped himself on the face with the palm of his hand, "Bad Dobby! Dobby is not a good house-elf! Dobby can't have wrong thoughts! House-elves can't make money of!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Smeagol muttered in a hoarse voice, "What an ignorant race!"