The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Oh, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Patrick!" the man said with a cheerful expression.

Jon took a close look at each other... He looked medium in build, dressed in a dark British tuxedo, a new style of short tie, and pairs of sheepskin shoes; he looked quite gentlemanly and looked quite nice.

"I think I am too, Mr. Smith!" Jon also smiled at him and nodded, while pointing at the empty seat in front of him: "Sit down."

William Smith put his cane aside, sat down opposite Jon gracefully, and said nonchalantly: "Mr. Patrick, as a German...I am very surprised that your English is so fluent and excellent."

"Because my aunt lives in England for a long time, I often go to visit her!" Jon said calmly. He had used this excuse too many times, and his expression did not fluctuate.

"Oh, are you!" The other party looked shocked: "Then we can be regarded as half fellows?"

"That's right." Jon took a sip of Albanian specialty olive tea, and he glanced at the gentleman named "William Smith" deeply from the corner of his eye: "Mr. Smith, you are from England, so it's Huo Did you graduate from Gwarts School of Magic?"

"Of course!" Smith nodded without hesitation: "I graduated from Slytherin College at Hogwarts, a symbol of pure blood and nobility!"

"I heard it." Jon took another sip of olive tea: "Slytherin Dean Professor Severus Snape, I heard that he is a very responsible and excellent potions class. Expert...You have been in contact with him for seven years, so you must be very familiar with him."

"That's natural. You can't imagine that there will be a better dean than Professor Snape." Smith nodded again: "Then you, Mr. Patrick, where did you graduate?"

"Dermstrang..." Jon replied plainly: "But I didn't graduate. I was expelled from them a year ago because of a small accident."

He deliberately lowered his pitch, pretending not to mention it.

William Smith was also very gentle and did not speak.

...

The two were silent for a moment, and Jon's breakfast was almost done.

"Oh, yes!" William Smith seemed to think of something, and asked: "Mr. Patrick, you are here in Albania. I wonder what you can do?"

"I'm going to Crua City and do something over there!" Jon replied briefly.

"Oh, my God...Crua City!" Smith looked surprised: "I didn't expect that, Mr. Patrick... Our destination is the same on this trip. I happen to be going to Krua. city."

"Really?" Jon was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "That's a coincidence!"

"Why don't we just drop in...to have a companion together, we can take care of it. Albanian Muggles are very hostile to wizards." Smith suggested.

"Of course, I would love it!" Jon nodded without hesitation.

"Then I'll go back to my room to pack things, and meet here later, shall we set off together?" Smith said.

"I'm waiting for you here." Jon said

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He pointed to his suitcase: "I have prepared everything that should be prepared."

William Smith has already run away in small steps... and Jon's gaze is once again focused on the "Alian Shafik Takes You Through Europe" in his hand.

He didn't lie, the city of Krua, located in central Albania, was the destination of his trip. A week ago in the village of Budley-Barberton, he got the place name from Horace Slughorn...There was something important for making Horcruxes.

So if you want to make a Horcrux, you have to come here.

But just now, in Alian Shafik's description of the country of Albania, he once again saw this place name... It was just that the sudden appearance of Mr. William Smith interrupted his thoughts.

Jon turned the book to that page again

"Albanian national hero George Skanderbeg, he declared Albania’s independence in the city of Kruya... After that, Scanderbeg repelled the three siege of Kru’s city by the Ottoman sultans... Legend of Skander Pei can become a giant eagle, which is why he is victorious...

In the fourth siege of Kruya by the Ottoman Sultans, they used magical long arrows to shoot Skanderbeg, who had become a giant eagle, from the sky...Skanderbeg battle After his death, the city of Krua also fell. Some Albanians fled to southern Italy, while the rest were forced to convert to Ottoman..."

"It's a coincidence, Crua City is where Skanderbeg rebelled and died in battle." Jon murmured, frowning, thinking about something.

Is there any connection between the two... Jon clearly remembers that Professor Bins once said in the first "History of Magic" class that a lot of Muggle history is actually a continuation of the history of wizards .

While thinking about it, Jon closed the book again and put it in the suitcase.

Suddenly, his face changed and he quickly pulled out his wand from his pocket

...

Another person appeared in front of Jon Hart.

It was not the English gentleman Mr. William Smith, but the weird man at the table next door. Jon clearly remembered that the other party ordered a pot of stewed lamb during the breakfast just now, and irritably criticized the hotel for its poor cooking.

I took a closer look at the other party, and it was clear that the other party’s hair was messy, as if it had not been cleaned for many days; the facial features on his face were not coordinated at all, and it was very ugly; the nails were still sharp...

"Are you going to Crua?" The other party stepped back a little fearfully when seeing the wand in Jon's hand, and then asked roughly.

"Yes." Jon glanced at him with interest and nodded.

"Croa, I want to go there too... we can go the same way!" There was a smile on the face of the strange man, who looked very hideous.

"You also want to go to Crua?" Jon just thought it was more interesting.

The weirdo nodded.

"Mr. Patrick...Mr. Patrick..." At this moment, William Smith rushed over with his suitcase, looking at Jon and the strange man in front of Jon in amazement: "What's the matter? "

"I think..." Jon said calmly: "We need one more travel companion!"