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"There must be something weird about this mountain range, but someone has cast a spell on it, so we can't see anything unusual." Harvey looked at the mountain range with no abnormalities and said with some regret.

Many times, when a wizard wants to hide something, it is a very simple matter.

Not to mention high-level spells such as the Chidan Loyalty Curse, there are many other ways to achieve similar effects.

Even if you are powerful, it may take a lot of effort to break the spell of a weak wizard.

"Not necessarily. We may not find any problems at the magic level, but we can start with that fat man."

After all, Browder had lived in the Muggle world for so many years, and he not only had the thinking of a wizard, but also the thinking of an ordinary person.

Since there is no way to find the target using conventional wizarding methods, then use some Muggle methods to find it.

"How to say?"

"That fat man is a modified version of the wizard. Since he is so big, he must have left a lot of traces. Anyone who walks by will leave traces."

Browder took Harvey with him to the place where the fat man was subdued.

At this time, the fat man was sitting on the ground, and Browder conjured an iron chain to connect him to the ground beneath his feet, preventing him from running around.

It was snow-free weather at this time, but the snow had not stopped for the past two days, and there was still a thick layer of snow on the ground.

The traces of Fatty's arrival were very obvious against the snow.

Harvey and Browder looked at each other, and both saw the thought of continuing in the other's eyes.

They chased in the direction of the fat man, and soon they found a small hill-like area.

This place is quite far away from the place just now, and the terrain and scenery are also very different, but there is no smell of human habitation.

"Sure enough, the spell was still cast, and we can't even touch this place."

Just like Sirius's house in Grimmauld Place, once a spell is cast, it will become a safe house for wizards. Even if others come to Grimmauld Place, they will not be able to find No. 12.

It directly denies the existence of this place from a physical and logical level.

Therefore, although the world of Harry Potter is a world of low magic, there are many incredible things in it that far exceed this concept.

Harvey felt a little frustrated. Did this mission fail like this?

Just when the two were about to leave, the space in front of them suddenly rippled layer by layer, as if someone had opened an invisible curtain.

I saw a woman wearing a blue skirt and red underwear walking out.

Browder's eyes narrowed, viper?beauty?

Regardless of what he is, should we kill him first?

According to the laws of the dark jungle, a straightforward war is the most cost-effective option.

But the next actions of these people still made Browder give up this idea.

These women's faces were full of joy. When they saw Browder and Harvey, they were stunned for a moment, and then they directly pulled up the entire curtain, revealing the true face of Lushan behind them.

This is a simple wooden house.

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"Please sir, save us!"

Before Browder could ask any questions, the women in red clothes fell to their knees in tears and begged to the two of them.

Browder raised his hand out of thin air and lifted everyone up: "First, tell me what is going on." Seven

The woman in red clothes only felt a gentle force lift them up, and couldn't help but look at each other, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

“Most of us here are women from around here, but we were kidnapped here by a man and made us his wives and daughters under coercion and inducement, but in fact we have nothing to do with him at all!

He calls himself a shepherd, saying that he is here to graze for some god, and that we women are his sheep.

Here, those of us in red skirts are all adult women who are called wives by him; the minors in blue dresses are called daughters by him. He has been using means to control us, and there is no other place for us to go here. , living under the hands of that devil all day long! "

As she spoke, the woman in red clothes cried out, especially the blue clothes.

The people in blue clothes are basically people who were kidnapped in the mountains not long ago, and their minds are not yet mature. When their emotions are over, of course they need to vent their emotions.

The woman in red clothes wiped her tears: "When we opened the curtain in the past, it was always that man who came out. Some people thought of committing suicide, but they all failed and were thrown into a closed hut by the devil."

Browder felt that these women were particularly pitiful: "Take me to see those imprisoned people."

Harvey didn't think it mattered. In his eyes, Muggles and wizards were two different lives. This wizard who called himself a shepherd just kept a few Muggles in captivity. He had also seen wizards who were even more outrageous. Those things were just It is a masterpiece that challenges the darkness of human nature.

When we came to the small house, it was a little dark inside, and we could vaguely see a few blurry black figures.

A little faint light lit up Browder's hand. It was very small at first, like a firefly in the dark night, and then gradually changed, giving the few people inside a process of adaptation.

The black figures inside were unkempt and wearing white clothes. When they saw Browder, they all crawled over.

He crawled to Browder, turned around, whimpered, and then lay down like a dog, facing Browder with his butt.

When they were about to take off their pants, Browder raised his hand and stopped their movements.

"These people have completely lost their human characteristics."

Browder sighed. Apart from eating, drinking, and peeing, these poor people were no different from robots.

The woman in red clothes who came in together covered her mouth with her hands, and tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

She only knew that there was such a place, but it was usually a restricted area and no one dared to come in. She could not imagine what happened here.

"Move the people out of here."

Browder feels that things are a bit messy now. Even if this group of people is sent to the detention center now, it will be difficult to explain clearly. How to deal with these people properly is a long-standing problem.

"You just stay in the house first, and I'll send back some people who can remember their addresses first."

Browder kept using Disapparation, and finally sent all these people away, except for those who were trapped in the dark room and lost their minds.

They have completely lost their minds and are no different from wild beasts.