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Chapter 211 Looking for Harry, but I just can't find it

Erwan Angenda was walking in the quiet village, looking for the escaped child.

The entire village was covered with hallucinogenic powder by him and Clarence. It stands to reason that anyone who enters this village without any precautions will fall into a dream... no, it is a hallucination.

"Where are you going to hide?"

Angenda fidgeted, and he pulled a handful of his hair.

The purpose of coming to this village is also very simple, there are countless treasures in the magic world.

Of course... that was once.

But there are still some relics that have not been discovered by others. They have been hidden deep underground, in different spaces, or in a certain mountain.

This time, he and Clarence found some key information about this ruin on the black market.

After confirming again and again that this is the most critical part of the ruin that the two of them were looking for.

The two of them sneaked to the vicinity of the village of Coptoya.

Others may just take this as a joke.

And this is also an opportunity for the two of them.

For this reason, the two of them bought a new batch of psychedelic powder in Knockturn Alley, and they could sink into the illusion with just a light smell.

I thought very well at first, but after failing to find the ruins for a week, the Muggles in the village somehow found two wizards to investigate here.

At that time, the two of them were very frightened, thinking that something about themselves had been exposed and attracted two wizards.

As for why the two of them found out that Sirius and Harry were wizards...

They were not yet blind enough to recognize two famous wizards in the wizarding world.

The Daily Prophet almost posted pictures of Sirius and Harry on the faces of all wizards in the wizarding world a while ago.

Such a big sensation, such a big news, even a wizard would buy a copy of the Daily Prophet to read it.

In any case, the two of them are also guys who keep pace with the times.

The original idea was to knock Harry and Black unconscious first, wait a few days for them to find the ruins, and then find another opportunity to knock the two of them unconscious and throw them on the street.

Unexpectedly, before the two of them could make a move, Harry ran away.

If it was other little wizards, then they were not very worried.

But that was Harry Potter, the boy who was said to have defeated the Dark Lord, the boy who was said to have killed You-Know-Who.

The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became. After searching the surrounding houses with a magic spell, Angenda still couldn't find Harry, which made him even more disturbed.

If you are going to go around the village and still find no one, go back and ask your companions to leave Blake behind, and the two of them run away overnight.

If you do, you should, probably, won't get caught by the Ministry of Magic Aurors.

They didn't want to spend a few years in Azkaban just yet.

At the entrance of the village, if you go outside, you have already walked out of the village.

But when he came here, he still found nothing.

Those Muggles were still sleeping peacefully in their own rooms, probably dreaming of nightmares.

The bad thing about inhaling this psychedelic powder is that sleeping people tend to have nightmares, while awake people fall into their own hallucinations.

Of course, hallucinations are also all kinds of monsters or people or experiences that you are most afraid of facing.

Don't ask him why he knows so much, he will cry if he talks too much.

"Ugh."

Sighing deeply, Angenda knew that he and Clarence had to go.

He couldn't find the kid.

He just gave up looking for the ruins for so long, and he was really not reconciled.

After thinking about it carefully, it is useless not to be reconciled.

Where is that kid hiding?
For the nth time, Angenda wondered in his heart.

After rummaging around unwillingly for more than ten minutes, he turned around and walked back in the direction of his companion Clarence.

On the other hand, for the third time, Sirius had given himself, Harry, and the man under the Petrification Curse the mana needed to maintain the Disillusionment Charm.

By the way, he gave the man another petrification spell to prevent the effect of the spell on him from disappearing halfway, which would delay them.

"Harry, did you really see two people?"

"Of course, Sirius, you are not impatient to wait."

"How come, waiting is a good quality."

"I don't see it in you."

The veins on Sirius' head popped.

Is he the kind of person who looks impatient?
You know he likes to wait a lot.

How could. No?
Seeing Sirius squatting aside, babbling various words in his mouth, Harry smiled softly.

If he wasn't staying in this dangerous Coptoya village right now, I'm afraid I still wouldn't be able to see how anxious he was.

But not to mention, the impatient Sirius is rare, and I really want to take a few photos as souvenirs.

When Angenda turned back, his speed was much faster than before.

He was very eager to tell his companions that he had not found Harry Potter.

But when he walked back to this street, he was taken aback for a moment.

His companion, Clarence, was gone, and Sirius Black, who was "performing" on the street while inhaling psychedelic powder, was also gone.

The boy disappeared with them.

"This... what happened?"

Angenda looked around warily.

The disappearance of his companion intensified the uneasiness in his heart.

Could it be that Sirius Black also solved the psychedelic powder on his body and escaped from here?
Are you sure it wasn't Sirius who solved the effect of the powder and was chasing and killing his companions?
Various expressions flashed across Angenda's face, and finally he gritted his teeth and was about to leave here.

The little boy disappeared, Sirius Black disappeared, and his companion also disappeared.

The most important thing is that Angenda didn't see the signal that his companion might leave him.

Resisting the steps he was about to leave, Angenda took a few steps forward again. He wanted to make sure whether his companion had left some marks for him.

If not, he would turn around and leave without saying a word, and visit his friend in Azkaban next year.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, and he is not some kind of fool.

I'm sorry, Clarence, but if you die, your wife will take good care of you.

You can go at ease, brother.

After walking a few steps, Angenda, who was thinking wildly in his heart, smelled a familiar smell.

Before he could figure it out, Angenda woke up suddenly, and he knew why the smell was so familiar.

Clarence, you misunderstood me.

This was his last thought before he fell into hallucinations. He had already smelled what it was like, and he regretted why he undid his head-bubbling spell earlier.

It's a pity that even if he regrets it, he won't have another chance.

(End of this chapter)