Undercover In Harry Potter

Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 166

Jason, frowned upon hearing what the waiter said, turned to stare at each other.

"Are you guiding the wizard vulture?"

Jason stared into each other's eyes and said slowly.

Yesterday, Jason went to book a guide, thinking that it would be more convenient to have someone when entering the forest.

The waiter smiled softly and said, "That's right, I'm a vulture."

Jason was silent for a while, then glanced at the other person's hair, thinking, "I'm not bald either. Ah, what's the name?"

The waiter seemed to see what Jason was thinking, coughed and said, "Okay, let's go into the forest later."

Jason has nothing to do, so he took Wormtail and Tom Riddle, followed the vulture and left the pub, moved towards the forest in the distance.

On this road, birdsong and fragrant flowers, butterflies flying, looking at a peaceful and quiet, but who would have thought that this is still a front-line area of war.

As for the plundering of the magic race, the local wizards have actually figured out a certain rule for a long time. There is probably a plundering behavior every ten years, and there have been no exceptions for hundreds of years.

It's been about three years since the last plunder, and this is a safe time period.

There will be neither the front troops sent by the magic race to plunder, nor the remaining personnel after the evacuation, everything is just right.

After the vulture left the pub, he put on a tight-fitting black clothed suit, and took off the sharp horn cap on his head, revealing a long black shawl, which was tied up with a head rope. , tied into a ponytail.

"This way, let's go." The vulture led Jason and the others into the forest.

At the beginning, there were still some relatively short plants around, and the trees were not very tall, and some of them were obviously seedlings.

And after walking in, the trees gradually became taller, and at the same time, there were gradually vines climbing on the arbor trees, and moss spread all over.

"Now, we have officially entered the forest, do you have anything you are looking for?" The vulture turned his head and looked at Jason.

Jason opened the mouth and said: "Well, I heard that there are many magic races living in this forest, and there are many ruins. I want to know if there are any historical ruins nearby?"

Jason's question is also targeted.

As far as Jason knows, Voldemort is a person who pays great attention to the formal process, and even the manufacture of Horcrux would prefer something monumental to himself.

Jason thinks that he is so down and out, Voldemort will also pay attention to the form, such as finding some ruins, wandering in it like a ghost.

After listening to what Jason said, the vulture didn't look surprised, thought for a while, and then said: "There is a ruin closest to this, it is said to be a magic that was extinct more than 300 years ago. A tribal relic of a race."

"We'll go there," Jason said.

The vulture shrugged, said: "I don't care, I count money according to time."

Jason said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, you are indispensable."

The vulture laughed, jokingly said: "Come on, there is no need for apparition in this forest, we have to go faster."

Jason followed along quickly.

Behind the two, Wormtail, carrying a suitcase, bowed to his knees, with a chuckled look on his face.

He looked at the two of them talking and laughing walking, carrying a lot of things on his back, and he was not angry.

As far as Wormtail is concerned, it's okay to rely on strong characters, and there's no need to ask them to look down on them.

Just like when he was at Hogwarts, Wormtail was still a student himself, mixed with James, Lupin, Sirius, and didn't care whether the other party looked down on him or not, as long as he could follow them, then he could. rely on their power.

And he later switched to Voldemort, too.

Wormtail knows that its innate talent is not good, so it can only seize every opportunity!

Wormtail followed, staring at Jason in front of him, his eyes burning, gradually getting hotter.

After walking for more than an hour, their three people and a cat came to a ruined wall.

This is a very small village, roughly 100 people, maybe even less.

"This is the remains of the Sharp Fang tribe. People of this magic race all have sharp teeth. Their worship of teeth is almost fanatical. Many decorations and sacrifices are related to teeth." explained aside.

Jason looked at the ruins in front of him. The collapsed houses could no longer be seen. There were only a few low-legged walls, still standing, covered with moss, and even some lizards. animal lies on it.

Jason looked around and asked, "There are sacrifices in this tribe?"

"That's right, but they don't worship imaginary gods, they worship them. Tooth left by ancestors." Vulture explained in detail.

Wormtail was listening and watching from the back, feeling a little thirsty, reaching into the luggage behind him to get a water bottle, and then when he reached back, he suddenly felt a tiger's mouth on his hand. There was a tingling pain, and he exclaimed loudly.

"Aiya!"

Wormtail quickly withdrew its hand, while Vulture and Jason, who were standing in front, looked back towards Wormtail.

I saw two small wounds on Wormtail's hand.

"Snake?" Jason murmured, frowning.

The vulture stood aside, looking at Wormtail's wound, indifferently said: "It was bitten by a poisonous snake."

Wormtail instantly turned deathly white upon hearing the vulture's words !

"There's medicine in the bag, take it yourself," Jason said casually.

Wormtail hurriedly put down the bag, opened it and rummaged through it, and finally found the medical box, and quickly took out the medicine for treatment.

On the other side, Jason walked to the Wormtail, looked at the grass around him, and with a flick of his hand, a long black snake floated into the air.

He has a sturdy body and ferocious teeth. After finding himself caught, he moved towards Jason in a demonstration.

Jason smiled sarcastically, and a wisp of purple fire star flew out from the wand and landed on the poisonous snake, spreading rapidly, turning into a pile of ashes in an instant.

The vulture looked at Jason's magic and clicked his tongue: "It's amazing."

"It's nothing, but I feel like we've walked into the snake's nest." Jason looked towards vultures.

At this time, Vulture's heart moved, and he said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not the kind of guide who harms people and makes money. If every time the guests I bring can't come back, how can I be arrested? Recommended to be a guide!"

Jason smiled and waved his hand: "I don't mean that, but this is really a snake nest, because this fang tribe is a snake nest!"

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