The "wild" traveler of "room wear"

It was an encounter that will not go down in the history books.

Helga opened her eyes wide, looking at the few people who appeared out of thin air in front of her.

Their outfits are amazing!

The men's clothes are sharp and angular, the women's long skirt styles are more concise than they are now, and most importantly, the materials of these clothes are obviously exquisite.

Helga knew the fabric.

cotton.

From the East, it was brought to England by the Spaniards.It is not as gorgeous as silk, but it is also expensive.

The tall black-haired lady raised her eyebrows slightly and asked,

"I don't know what is the purpose of coming here?"

Ma Rui and the others looked at each other, and little Tom turned his head in Ma Rui's arms, looking around curiously.

"Ahh." He suddenly shouted, pointing at the vines in the shadows.

Ma Ruiteng touched his head with his hand, and exchanged glances with his companions.

Severus took a half step forward and said,

"We are wizards from afar, and we want to ask the direction of Diagon Alley in London."

Under normal circumstances, this is pure nonsense!

If a wizard wants to photograph a place, he can find it.

There are too many ways for wizards to determine their orientation, the simplest one is called "showing you the way".

But this magic has an obvious distance limit. If you are too unfamiliar with this world and don't know the distance to your destination, then it is obviously impossible to arrange your itinerary effectively by relying on guiding spells alone.

Then there was the Soul Searching Curse, "Dementia", which was also the choice of Severus and Marui before, and the reason why they found the wizard was obviously for another purpose.

Helga was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and the recent fierce struggle between wizards and the Holy See flashed through her mind.If the few people in front of them are just pure foreign wizards, then what they want to ask is probably not the way, but the current situation!

It's just that they appeared so suddenly that she wondered if the previous agreement with the village chief had been leaked.Although the silence spell had been cast in the house earlier, and the protective formation had not been touched on a large scale, the shock of magic power at that time still made her feel uneasy.

However, Helga thought about the invisible companion behind her, and she was determined again.

She took out her wand, and saw that several people showed vigilant eyes,

"please allow me."

Ma Rui and the others exchanged their gazes, and the blue light slowly wrapped around them, and then nodded to the witch.

Helga saw a layer of mist suddenly appearing around the opponent's body, and several special protective spells flashed across her heart one by one.

Creating fog is a very special habit of the northern druids.

They like to work with herbs and brew potions, and they are even called elves by Muggles.It's just that after the era of Merlin, the strength of the druids was damaged, and now only one or two ancient families still exist.

Helga looked at Mari, Tom, Merope, Severus and others.She suppressed her wandering thoughts and waved her magic wand, only to see a light yellow bird fly out from the door behind her.

Ma Rui glanced at the shadow inside the door, and landed on the bird flapping its wings rapidly, only to find that it was a bird made of parchment.

It moved nimbly and vividly, and soon flew to the position between Marui's side and Ms. "Mandela".The bird stopped in the air and flapped its wings.It stretched out its "body", and it really turned into a piece of yellowed parchment.

"Exquisite magic." Ma Rui and the others praised politely.

Helga nodded with a smile.

Little Tom stared at all this fascinatedly. Before Severus and Marui could react, he had already controlled the parchment with magic power to turn into a bird again, and flew towards them.

"Tom!" Merope said nervously.

Marie quickly wrapped the bird in blue light, making it stop in the air. At this time, Severus also took out his wand. He bowed slightly to the witch and cast a detection magic on the parchment.

This is the custom of the Middle Ages. In the era of fierce struggle between the Holy See and wizards, wizards also had serious infighting with each other.So everyone will not easily accept items from strange wizards.

Sure enough, the witch didn't show any unusual reaction, and she was obviously used to it.

After checking, Severus nodded slightly to his companions.

Marui breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the bird flapping its wings in the air. Little Tom's magic power colored its "feathers". The Wicked Bird the World Has Ever Seen.

Helga also showed a look of surprise.

What a talented little wizard!

She looked at Tom with innocent curiosity.

Little Tom felt a little disappointed when the bird didn't move. At this moment, he felt a gaze watching him, so he looked up at Helga.

His action startled Marui.

Marie followed his line of sight and immediately felt that it wasn't just a sight looking at Tom.

There must be someone else in that house.

He thought for sure in his heart, but as an uninvited guest, he didn't rashly use his mental power to investigate other people's homes.

Ma Rui froze for a moment, then quickly smiled at the witch as if nothing had happened.

Inside, Godric took a sharp look at the less-deep-featured black eyes, and Salazar had already gripped his wand tightly.

At this time, the "Witchbird" turned into parchment again, and Ma Rui cast a spell quietly, making the map on the paper zoom in the air, just big enough for several people to check.

Severus cast the Copying Charm immediately.

Then the map was rolled up, turned into a bird, and flew back behind Helga.

"Thank you very much for your generosity."

"You're welcome."

Severus nodded slightly, and said, "The weather in England is always unpredictable, which is surprising."

Marui immediately realized that what Severus wanted to talk about was not the weather, but the current situation.

When Helga heard this, she became more convinced of her previous guess, and said,

"It's true that the storm came down hard and the weather wasn't very good after that."

It seems that the struggle between the wizarding world and the Holy See is quite fierce!Marui and the others exchanged a glance.

Severus narrowed his eyes slightly and said,

"But I guess, the market in Diagon Alley shouldn't be affected much?"

The words had the arrogance of a wizard.

The market in Diagon Alley refers to the famous "Crescent Moon Market" in Diagon Alley in the Middle Ages.At that time, British wizards always gathered in Diagon Alley at the time of the new moon, which became a kind of tradition for a while.

Helga smiled, with some regret on her face,

"If people are willing, the market will naturally be lively, but unfortunately, no one can predict the weather."

The "it's a pity" caught Severus in a daze.

For a long time in the Middle Ages, the existence of Hogwarts and the establishment of the Ministry of Magic have allowed wizards to settle down within themselves.No matter how powerful the actions of the Holy See were, the "Crescent Moon Gathering" had always been impressive. It wasn't until the second goblin rebellion that the Gathering was gradually abolished.

But now, Ms. Mandela said that the excitement of Diagon Alley will be affected by "weather".

The weather here is probably not just the Holy See of Muggles.

Thinking of this, Severus' eyes darkened, and he said again,

"It's amazing. But I don't think no amount of wind and rain can break through the last bastion."

This is very clear. Even Marui, who has a vague understanding of the preface, now understands that "The Last Bastion" refers to Hogwarts.

But Helga asked in amazement,

"fortress?"

Her expression does not seem to be fake.Severus was in a turmoil. Could it be that there are still wizards in England who don't know the "last bastion" of the wizarding world - Hogwarts?Could it be that this witch came from a family that insisted on family education?

His pupils constricted, his lips moved slightly, and he said again, "The fortress will protect the hope of newborns and inherit the traditions of history. As long as it exists, no amount of wind and rain will be able to shake the roots of the big tree."

These words came from "Hogwarts - A School History", and Severus' expression changed inexplicably.

But Helga fell into thinking, "Rebirth, inheritance, protection..."

At present, the wizarding world is in turmoil, many families are ruined, and many young wizards have lost their inheritance and upbringing, but what they can do is limited after all.Therefore, when she heard that some people thought that protecting little wizards was the protection of the wizarding world, she suddenly had a feeling in her heart.

Coincidentally, Merope also read "A Piece of School History". Although she never went to Hogwarts to study, her yearning for wizards and magic helped her remember the contents of the book clearly .

Looking at the look on the witch's face, she felt that she really hadn't thought of Hogwarts, but is this really possible?Or, is everything a coincidence?

After listening to this conversation, Ma Rui frowned, and suddenly had the urge to ask the question directly.But at this time Severus had already restrained his expression, he nodded to Helga and said,

"In any case, we thank you for your help. But things are always impermanent, and sometimes the more inconspicuous a corner is, the more surprising you will be. I hope this bad weather won't affect your mood."

Helga snapped back from what Severus had called the "fortress", and she looked at Severus in surprise again, "inconspicuous little corner", "surprising", if she If I'm not mistaken, these words are probably some kind of reminder.

"Thank you, we'll all take care of ourselves."

Merope on the side still frowned slightly, but Mari understood Severus' words slowly, and he felt a little speechless about this kind of oblique way of reminding others to be cautious.

He was very thankful that Severus seldom said such riddles to him like this, and felt that this was probably Slytherin's unique way of expressing "curvy".

It was also fortunate that the witch had the patience to say these cryptic words to Severus.

In the room, Godric and Salazar also frowned slightly, and they exchanged glances with each other.Godric had the urge to ask for clarification. He had an intuition that the words of Mari and the others had something to do with the village chief, but he wasn't so sure.

But Salazar grabbed his wrist in time and shook his head at him.

"You're welcome, after all, you helped us first. If that's the case, let's take our leave."

Moray, Severus, Merope, and Tom left quickly.