v2 Chapter 412： Missing witch

He stared curiously at the old sorcerer's hand and watched for a while, feeling a strange magical fluctuation from above.

This feeling is very similar to the snake ring of his arm, a kind of curse.

In general, witchcraft is considered to be one of the many branches of Dark Arts.

Ivan saw the description of witchcraft in the book. Unlike the wizard, the wizards prefer to use other media to complete the curse.

For example, the doll in the hands of the old wizard is a medium of casting.

undefinedBecause of the variety of casting media, witchcraft is much more evil than ordinary black magic in the impression of most wizards, and it makes people feel jealous and uneasy.

Ai Wen and Sirius talked a few words about witchcraft and discussed how to defend against witchcraft until the bartender came over and stopped.

"Have you heard that?!" She lowered her voice and said in a joke tone. "There is a witch missing. She is from the UK like both of you. Maybe you will be interested. But let me say, in this place. This is not something that is worth making a fuss about, but you asked me before, I think"

She stopped and looked at Sirius and Avon with a smile.

Sirius knows what she meant, and took out a gold gallon and threw it over.

"Let's talk about it, maybe the one we've been looking for," he muttered.

Since coming to Albania, Avon has been looking for Bertha Jonkins.

According to Lu Ping's feedback, this guy has never had a message since he was on vacation in the forests of Albania. No one knows where she is.

Although Sirius believes that she is likely to venture into the remains of the horse, or be too confused, lost in the nearby forest.

But Ai Wen has a feeling that even without the help of the little dwarf Peter, Joggins is still caught by Voldemort like the original plot.

If this is the case, then it is really bad enough.

Voldemort will get everything she wants from her, whether her most loyal servant has escaped from Azkaban, or Hogwarts will host the top three tournaments. For Voldemort, who is thinking about regaining power, these messages are all crucial.

"The woman is Bertha Joggins!" the waitress continued.

She put Sirius to her an old wooden cashbox, and the drawer slides open and swallows the money.

Ai Wen and Sirius quickly exchanged their eyes, and it really was Joggins!

"About half a month ago, she set off from here and followed an adventure team to the treasure hunter in the forest." The waitress leaned on the bar. "Of course, except for the stones, what are these bad guys?" They didn't find it. They came back this morning, and there was one less person in the team, the witch named Bertha Joggins. It is said that she suddenly disappeared from the camp one night after entering the ruins. From then on, It never happened again."

"Just these?" Ai Wen asked with a frown.

"Otherwise, what do you want to hear?!" The waitress smiled and poured himself a glass of wine with a dirty bottle. "Don't expect those guys to tell the truth, they won't care about one's life and death. Maybe this is what they are doing themselves."

Evan silently, if Voldemort took Joggins that night, it shows that he is now also in the remains of the Ma people.

Perhaps, Dumbledore was delayed for this reason.

As long as Voldemort appeared near the remains of the Ma people, Dumbledore will surely find that it will continue to follow, and they may be fighting now.

Although the current situation of Voldemort is not Dumbledore's opponent at all, it still cannot be taken lightly. He has mastered many unimagined black magic.

Moreover, Voldemort's understanding of the darkness of human nature is the most terrible.

"Don't worry!" Sirius whispered. "Things may not be as you think, with my knowledge of Joggins, she may have left the team."

"hope so"

"Speaking, the news about the disappearance of witches is really more and more recent." The waitress looked at Ai Wen, casually. "You better be careful. There may be a group of vampires nearby. Women and children are the group." The monster's favorite food."

"Thank you for your concern!" Ai Wen responded faintly.

Since knowing Elaine, he does not think that the vampire is terrible.

Albania is originally the base of the Dark Wizards. It is no stranger to encounter dark creatures such as vampires and werewolves.

Although vampires are difficult to deal with, Ai Wen is not easy to provoke.

Without using too much magic, even if you can't beat it, you can still escape.

"This morning, a little boy like you is crying around, I don't know what it is, his mother actually took him here for a holiday." The waitress sighed. "But she disappeared herself." In the jungle, only the child is left alone for help."

"And then?!" Ai Wen vaguely remembered that someone was crying downstairs in the morning.

But when he went down to have breakfast, he didn't see anything.

"Take away by a group of adventurers who said they would help him find his mother in the Forbidden Forest." The waitress shook his head, apparently not optimistic about it.

Here, no wizard has ever been so kind.

The boy's experience is self-evident, and anything can happen.

It is said that there are many witches who specialize in collecting the hearts and minds of boys to use evil witchcraft.

"Let me see, a small wizard like your age should not appear here. This neighborhood is not a good place for a holiday." The waitress glanced at Sirius and added a tone. "Although your uncle is very strong." But you are too weak, and any accidents may happen. You'd better leave here."

"We will leave tomorrow morning!" Ai Wen whispered.

Looking at the standards of ordinary people, Ai Wen is definitely a representative of the weak wind.

Whether it is age or size, he gives a feeling of good bullying.

When faced with danger, a small wizard like him could not have a little resistance. If there is any idea, he is the most suitable target.

If Sirius has been with him, I am afraid I will find it.

The waitress persuaded a few more words. Thinking of the encounter with the boy of his age, Ai Wen felt heavy and didn't want to continue listening.

He pulled the sleeves of Sirius and the two got up and prepared to go back.

Just walking to the stairs, Ai Wen suddenly had a strange feeling. He hurriedly turned his head. Through the dim candlelight on the stairs, he finally saw the three wizards sitting in the darkest corner of the side of the fireplace. They were looking at it. Himself and Sirius.

The man in the middle looks familiar, his height is tall and strong, and Aiwen vaguely feels where he has seen him. (To be continued.)