Hogwarts Archmage

Comptin's letter confirmed some things, but also raised more mysteries.

Ma En told old Wald about this matter, and Wald also had a headache.

Ten people can easily hunt an elephant through various methods, but they may not be able to catch a mouse. This is the biggest problem.

Voldemort is now so well hidden that even his own men can't find him when nothing happens.

But even if you can't find him, you still have to bite the bullet and keep looking, otherwise this guy is a time bomb that may explode at any time, who knows when he will explode.

Walder's original plan could only be pushed back again and again, for fear that as soon as this place started to integrate into the Muggle world, Voldemort would crawl out like a cockroach and disgust people everywhere.

Ma En is even more uncomfortable. He is holding in his evil fire and has no place to vent it. He is trying to do something every day.

But there was an advantage. After making sure that this guy was not there and would not be scared away, Ma En and Jasmine said hello and prepared to do something they had always wanted to do.

Go directly to that fake lair to do something big.

In his hand is a map, which marks the path that the group of fugitives who have been wiped out have taken.

There was a fork in the road in front of him, with two closely connected roads, one on the left and one on the right. Ma En studied the hand-drawn sketch for a long time before walking towards the road on the right.

The night was very dark, and he didn't dare to look down when he flew too high, but if he flew too low, he would always encounter Muggles, so he made his way at night, and the flying carpet moved at high speed five meters above the ground.

Wizards lag behind Muggles in many places, but they never lag behind in terms of travel efficiency and speed. Even if they don't use portkeys or apparation, it's just a thing that's slower than a broom. It's faster than an airplane at full speed. Even faster.

It didn't take long, probably just over half an hour, before Marn arrived at the border in northeastern Italy. After looking at a few soldiers and confirming that the route was OK, he swooped over.

Passing through Slovenia, on the road, I accidentally met Revolutionary Army wizards who went around recording various data in the name of vacation. Ma En also couldn't figure out what these people could record when they came out at night, so he simply said hello to them. , all the way to Hungary.

Shortly after entering this area, it is the red circle area on the sketch.

This is a picture drawn by Margaery. She has a good memory and can clearly remember every landmark building or natural scenery. The area circled in red is the approximate location occupied by Voldemort.

Ma En stopped when he sensed a hint of black magic.

After dropping the flying carpet to the ground, he rolled it up and put it into a small suitcase. He shrunk the suitcase and stuffed it in his pocket. Ma En took a few steps forward and stretched out a finger to lightly touch the layer. Missing membrane.

Patrick disappeared and reappeared in the sky from time to time, detecting whether there were wizards nearby.

This area is very large, and Voldemort's current manpower is limited. It is impossible to take care of everything. He can only let some patrol teams who are only responsible for peripheral work to patrol around.According to Esther's calculations, it would be good if these people could visit this place in one day.

His fingers gently felt the magic on the barrier. Even if Ma En hated Voldemort, he had to admit that this guy was an out-and-out genius.

He gently lit a little flame, and the magic power on the surrounding barrier mixed with the death energy rushed in this direction.

There was a trace of spatial fluctuation nearby.

Ma En frowned, lit a spark in a hidden corner of the barrier, and followed Patrick to another place.

Patrick led him down. Almost as soon as Marn switched sides, he saw the space where his finger pointed was distorted, and a dozen guys with gloomy faces appeared here holding wands.

The group of people lowered their heads and discussed for a few words. Ma En lowered the brightness of Mars and ran along the gap in the ground.

"Where are the people?" the leader asked in a low voice.

A group of subordinates shook their heads at the same time, and the youngest one among them asked tentatively: "Could he have discovered us and run away?"

"Apparition..."

Someone stretched out his wand and checked it, then shook his head: "Could it be a misjudgment? If it is a misjudgment, we should go back as soon as possible. There are other places."

"Impossible, there must be something wrong. Last time this reaction happened, Crabbe's idiots got in and blew up a teleportation point before changing bodies. Each of us was hit by the Cruciatus Curse. You have all forgotten ?" The leader turned around and said with a ferocious expression.

Ma En was bored here and studied this guy carefully. He didn't do this on purpose, he just had the face of a villain...

"What should I do?"

"Search!"

You can search...

Ma En sat on a hillside not knowing how far away, took out the dinner that Esther had prepared for him in advance from his suitcase, and watched the excitement while eating.

It has to be said that sometimes the intimidating management model has its merits. These guys really did their duty and didn't even let go of the mouse holes in the ground. They even cut into pieces a passing beetle.

After about ten minutes, Ma En suddenly thought of an idea.

Just now, Patrick flashed around this area quickly for a while. He should have walked through the area within at least dozens of kilometers, which means...

"Patrick, eat first. After you finish eating, take me for a walk to eat. We can create some surprises for them."

While Ma En was talking, he handed a large fireball to Patrick. He pecked it slowly for many times before eating the food. He burped, grabbed Ma En, and flapped his wings. Disappeared in place.

As for the people who were searching here, they just decided to stop searching and take a rest when they determined that nothing was gained, when they found that another place not far from here called the police on the map in their hands...

They had to rush there together...and this was just the beginning.

For them, every alarm requires careful searching for a long time, but for Ma En, as long as he follows Patrick and puts down a fireball, he can use this fireball to harass them continuously.

Going to one place after another, I worked hard for half a night. In the second half of the night, the leader looked at a group of exhausted men and slammed the map in his hand to the ground: "Stop! Stop everyone. Come on! This thing may be broken! That...who, you go back to Mr. Comptin and report it, we need to rest!"

When his men sat on the ground with a sigh of relief, Ma En had already walked in from a place not far away from them. But this time, facing a dozen alarm points on the map, a group of people were completely indifferent. .