The next journey began to become very difficult because it was completely an uncivilized primitive wilderness.

The steep and steep mountains and dark forests seem to be a secret place with black bewitching power. The group walked through it, and even if they used various useful life spells, they still had a very difficult journey.

Moreover, they have avoided the influence of troubles such as moisture, mosquitoes, terrain, weather, temperature, etc. due to their clever use of the spell.

After all, they are all wizards, and each one is directly lightly, and only a magic wand is almost a must-have.

If you are a hiker among Muggles and want to try to survive outdoors and cross-country, you will not only need to wear targeted equipment, but also carry a heavy backpack. After all, not everyone is Benedict, and you can travel around the world with a photographer as a reserve grain.

But even so, they still felt that the journey was very difficult and not easy, and the journey was full of fatigue and danger.

Because just like the forbidden forest outside the Hogwarts School, this area that Muggles have not been involved in for thousands of years is not only wild but also primitive, but also often retains a good magical environment and is home to a large number of dangerous magic creatures and even magic plants.

Even with the escort of an adult wizard, the warriors have repeatedly encountered various terrifying dangers in the past two days. For example, when Krum left the camp for convenience, he was almost hanged by a devil vine.

If Professor Moody hadn't come back for a long time and hadn't made any sound at all, it would have seemed abnormal, so he looked at it with his magical eyes and worriedly, the Quidditch star would have turned into a plant compost.

Anyway, when everyone rushed over, he had already been strangled by the devil vine, his eyes were bulging, his tongue was spitting out, his face turned purple, and he looked like he had more breathing and less breathing.

There is also Furong, a beautiful girl with the blood of the Veva, who has most of the good habits like girls, that is, she loves to be clean.

She could not tolerate a dirty herself, and even more so that she could not tolerate that she would not take a bath for two days as a girl.

It is precisely because of this that she was almost swallowed by something in a cold pond. Although she finally survived, no one could be sure of what terrible creature she had encountered.

Afterwards, the professors searched the entire pool, but found nothing. They could only confirm that an underground river was connected to the deepest part of the water. The monster might have returned to the complex underground river.

Under such circumstances, it is really unrealistic to track unknown monsters, and everyone can only choose to give up... Everyone can only sincerely hope that Furong will not leave too strong psychological shadows because of this matter.

Otherwise, it would be awful if such a beautiful girl didn't take a shower in the future.

Even Harry, who had always been very careful, had not encountered too many dangers, complained. He really couldn't understand why these adult wizards could directly lead them to Transylvania without directly taking them to that ancient wizard town?

Why do they still have to travel so hard in the mountains, forests and swamps, slowly search for the existence of that ancient town? Is this also part of the project content?

When he first accepted the magical way of traveling, he was so disgusting that he couldn't eat all day, and he made up his mind that as long as he had a choice in the future, he would never use that kind of disgusting way of traveling again.

However, in the primitive and wild environment, after two days of hiking and crossing the country, Harry decisively felt that it was a very good thing to endure a moment of discomfort and disgust in exchange for a comfortable and enjoyment once and for all.

No matter what, it is good. As long as you can leave this mysterious place full of mystery and unknown danger, even the trees grow strangely and extremely hideously, and return to a place with hot water, towels, beds and pillows...

——Then he is willing to accept everything!

...

...

"It's not like that, Harry, what's your impression of Phantom Transformation?"

Sirius, who was traveling through the dense forest, sighed, changed into the tone of a guardian, and asked in a temptation.

"It just disappeared from one place and reappeared in another place in the blink of an eye..." Harry said without disgusting Sirius' tone and answered like this.

"Well, this impression cannot be said to be wrong, but you also know that they will disappear from their current location and appear in the place they think of. It requires a wizard to have a good understanding of the destination, and they need to imagine it clearly in their minds."

Sirius nodded and said in a brisk tone.

"What if they don't know enough about the destination? What if they only realize that they don't have a clear goal in their minds when using this magic? This will be a catastrophic act!"

"Yes, we only know that there is such an ancient town about Transylvania, but we don't know where it is—"

Professor Lupin, who was behind him, also took over, "After all, they have always been very opposed to outsiders two centuries ago. There is only a record of the existence of the town. In fact, we don't know what it is now."

"So, you can't imagine that place in your mind, and you can't just move the phantom over?" Harry felt as if he understood.

"Not only that, there are some places like Hogwarts, with anti-phantom shifting spells being cast. And the most important thing is that the phantom shifting to the other party's territory without the consent of others is that it is no different from kicking open someone else's door..."

Professor Moody in front said in a muffled voice. He didn't look back, but the magical eye suddenly turned behind his head, glanced at Harry, and then continued to rotate.

He seemed not affected by the previous events, did not leave much psychological shadow, and he seemed to be limping when walking, and had to rely on crutches, but in fact he was walking as fast as a flight.

He is worthy of being the most outstanding Auror in the Ministry of Magic's history. Harry feels very impressed by such a professor. If he was caught and replaced by someone and locked in the box for several months, he would definitely collapse.

And thanks to Professor Moody's magical eyes, the eye is always vigilant to reconnaise the surrounding environment, thus helping the team avoid many dangers. The magical eyes can penetrate walls and woods, and see through various magical effects including invisibility.

No wonder he was chosen as one of the few escorts. When he came to this place, his role was indeed irreplaceable.

Next, not too long has passed—

The group finally saw a mountain city that seemed to be left over from the medieval times that appeared at the end of the distant view. It was covered by mountains and integrated with the mountains. The vast mountains and forests around it were its disguise and protection.

The huge log fence and mottled ancient suspension bridge were built using a fault zone on the mountain as a natural barrier.

It was dusk, and under the slanting sunset, the mountain city seemed to be full of ancient traces and precipitated the atmosphere of history.

Everyone, who was already exhausted, suddenly felt refreshed, so they accelerated their pace and walked through the last part of the same uneven uphill road, and came to the front of the suspension bridge.

But to their surprise, the mountain city suspension bridge was not only raised high, but the inner city gate was tightly closed, and even the people guarding the gate did not exist. The city was silent and silent.

These people subconsciously looked up at the distance, and looked inside through the tall fenced city walls, and could only see rows of spire-shaped buildings.

"Is this the ancient town of Transylvania? Isn't it said that this is a major wizard settlement like Hogsmeade Village, why is there no one?"

In the silence, Harry couldn't help but raise his confusion. In his opinion, the so-called painting style of the ancient wizard town should be the same as that of the wizard village Hogsmeade village.

That is, it looks like a Christmas card, a small and picturesque village composed of cottages and shops. There are holly garlands hanging on the doors, and the books are decorated with strings of magic-sacred candles... As described in fairy tales, it is full of incredible fun.

The reason why he had this idea was because he had no specific concept of Thailand in the magic world. In addition to being in school, or during holidays, he only bought books in London's Broken Cauldron Bar, Diagon Alley, etc., the only one in Hogsmeade Village is to buy books.

He didn't know much about it, so he naturally felt that the wizard's residence should be in that style.

"I don't know, didn't you say it? The mainstream magic world only knows that there is such an ancient wizard town, and only records its existence. It is suspected to be the base camp of Romanian vampires, and I don't know anything else."

Professor Luping said softly, staring at the closed silent mountain city ahead, and inexplicably had a not-so-great premonition, as if the werewolf factor in the blood was restless.

"We can't even be sure whether it is here or not. Maybe it is indeed this city, maybe... we've found the wrong place."

"Whether it is, we have to go in and take a look. If it is, it is naturally the best. If it is not, they are definitely not a slap chicken... I mean Muggle."

Noah narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed through his slightly oval pupils, and then said, "It's a final word."

At this moment, a large number of strange sounds suddenly sounded, and a group of black things flew out from the mountains not far away, intertwined together.

It seemed like something was happening in the forest, and it flew away the birds, and it seemed like a large group of bats.

“…”

“…”

Everyone was silent for a moment, but they didn't say anything, but their expressions changed a little.

Next, several warriors used more than a dozen methods to tinker for most of the day before finally putting down the suspension bridge and opening the city gate before the arrival in the early morning.

——After all, this is really not easy. Firstly, it is because several warriors are seventeen years old, and Harry is fifteen years old. They are still incomparable to adult wizards of Moody’s level. Not to mention their abilities, they will definitely lack experience.

Secondly, as you imagined at the beginning, this place is definitely not a settlement for ordinary humans, and there is no shortage of various defensive spells. In addition to the most basic anti-phantom shapeshifting spells and the expulsion of Muggle mantra, there are other magics that cannot be understood.

This is still when no one guards the city, they can let them take it for granted to experiment with various ideas, think about the methods of solving problems, and make careful efforts.

Although the adults also felt anxious when they saw it, from now on, this has become part of the project content, so they can only let these students go silently.

Harry went further and felt something bad. He found that he could not do anything and could only watch the other three people show off.

——Although this relatively free project content does not require him to face a fire dragon directly, it also makes him lose the possibility of targeted preparations.

Walking through the suspension bridge that was laid down and passing through the city gate, a gust of wind blew. In this moment, everyone seemed to have traveled through history and walked into an ancient medieval town. There were horse-less carriages parked on the muddy roads, thatched roof farmhouses hung with garlic to ward off evil spirits, and some major roads were paved with pebbles and bluestone slabs...

Ancient and mottled houses are next to each other, some of the earthen walls are low and undulating, and most of them collapse. Some rotten fences are surrounded by pigpens, sheep pens, or vegetable gardens.

But no matter what its purpose is, the land is now deserted and covered with weeds.

There was no one, the entire ancient town was empty, without any lights, and it seemed that even the sound was dead.

The spire corner tower that emerged from a cliff further away cast a gloomy black shadow under the cold moonlight, which seemed to be the vague outline of a huge ancient castle.

Of course, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on here. But they were very tired at this time and urgently needed a rest, so no one planned to be mindless at this time.

Even fools can tell that there is something wrong with this weird town, and something extremely terrifying seemed to have happened.

But what they didn't know was that in the shadow of the tower of the ancient castle in the distance, there were a pair of clear eyes watching the group-

"...Next I'm going to choose a lucky guy and let me see who is so lucky?"

Between his slender and fair fingers, he was pinching a gray-white mask that seemed to be made of stone, covered with irregular cracks.
Chapter completed!