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"Are you kidding! Why..." Ron yelled after being frightened, and Hermione quickly covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down, it wasn't peaceful a thousand years ago." Hermione said in a low voice, sounding a little trembling.

"Hmm." Ron nodded clearly, "Then what should we do now?"

The other two didn't answer the question directly, and all three sat on the ground as if exhausted.

Related to the Holy See, wizards from other places?Helga made a guess in her heart about the background of the three of Harry.

Eh?No, what's on their clothes? !Helga identified it carefully, and then looked shocked.

It's the coat of arms of Gryffindor.This is impossible!Helga remembered clearly that there was only one friend in the Gryffindor family, and it was Godric who said it himself.Could it be that the old Patriarch still has an illegitimate child who was lost outside?Helga stared at the clothes of the three, and her thoughts drifted further and further.

"Pfft—" Godric spit out a mouthful of water, staring at the letter in front of him, his expression changing.

"Are you so?" Salazar asked as he stepped back quickly.

"Helga's letter said," Godric said in a slightly uncertain tone, "she said she saw someone with the Gryffindor crest on their clothes."

"Huh?" Salazar walked over, picked up the letter and glanced at it, "What do you think?"

"The family has always been single-handed. Only the generation of my great-grandfather and my generation had brothers, but they all passed away before they could get married and have children."

Salazar didn't answer, but just walked over and pressed the other person's shoulder to express comfort.

Maybe an illegitimate child?But the three illegitimate children are a little scary together.Salazar silently kicked this unreliable thought out of his mind.After scanning the letter again, Salazar pointed to the language barrier and said: "Maybe it is a branch from a long time ago. It went to other continents in the early years, and now it is back."

"That's pretty early," Godric said dryly. "The genealogy goes back 20 generations."

"Maybe up to the 21st generation." Salazar replied dryly.

Godric rolled his eyes silently.

"There's a small town ahead," said Harry softly.For three days, they have been walking, the surrounding scenery is changing extremely slowly, but they have not seen a single figure.Fortunately, they encountered a small stream and walked downstream along the stream, which not only guaranteed drinking water, but also prevented them from getting lost easily.It's a pity that the creek is very clear, and occasionally there will be a small fish, not to mention whether it can be full or not, it will be very lucky to catch it, so they mainly rely on the edible plants that Hermione identified to satisfy their hunger.Seeing the town at this time, his first reaction was that there was something delicious.

"Even if there is a small town in front of you, you can't go there. They are hostile to wizards, and our clothes clearly show our status as wizards." Hermione's words were like a basin of cold water, "And even if we took off our school uniforms, The clothes inside are also different."

The hope was in vain, and the three of them looked sad. Are they going to hide and eat grass all the time?

Helga frowned as the three of them stared at the town.For three days, she could barely learn the names of the three and that they had nothing to do with the Holy See from their conversation.She is not good at more detailed reasoning.It's not the Holy See, but it's not like the wizard's side either. It's kind of weird that can't be said.

Holding the bag tightly in her hand, Helga left quietly.