The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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England, Little Hageton.

Time flies, white horses pass, and in winter days, the days are always unusually short, and in the blink of an eye, the moon is already shrouded, and night falls.

Snowflakes fly, cold wind blows.

The streets are empty, and in this harsh environment, there are basically no normal people who will wander outside.

Except tonight…

Snap!

In a corner of the street, a popping sound suddenly sounded, as if something suddenly appeared, and the surrounding snowflakes were shaken away.

The next moment, two figures came out of the corner abruptly, one was short, not at all human, and the other seemed to be a teenager in his early tens.

“Ahem, this time, it should come.” As soon as he appeared, the man who looked like a teenager among them coughed twice and waved the drifting snow on his head with his hand.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, clear eyebrows, it was in the morning that he had already set out, but now that night had fallen, Wilkes had come here.

Wilkes was followed by the Yule house-elf.

“Yes… Sorry, master, I’m still not sure. Yur’s house-elf replied with a look of trepidation and loss, clasped his hands in his rag pockets, fearing his master’s blame.

Hearing this, Wilkes shook his head, but did not blame it, but was a little helpless, and took out a map to himself.

“Manifest your bearings!” Wilkes casually waved a spell in his hand, and then stared expectantly, the map in his hand.

Not long ago, a place name on the map was suddenly circled, Wilkes was stunned, and then immediately exhaled deeply and said with a bitter smile: “Finally arrived!” ”

Circled place name: Little Hangleton

At this time, Wilkes didn’t know why, but suddenly felt a feeling of tears in his eyes, even happier than when he had obtained the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider for the first time in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

For half a day, he was actually on the road.

Wilkes didn’t know how he survived hundreds of “phantom shifts”.

In the end, the reason is because, You Xiaoelf, has never been here at all, so of course, you can’t directly phantom and transform over.

In addition, the map of this era itself is “slightly” more accurate than small towns.

The transportation is inconvenient, and the specific direction is not yet known.

Almost, Wilkes thought, if you really can, just use the “black magic phantom”, look for it little by little, and you will always find it.

However, after more than an hour of searching for the first time, he gave up, the scope was too large, and it was too time-consuming, even if he could find it, he didn’t know how many days it would take.

Fortunately, the phantom transformation of house-elves, unlike human wizards, must have been reached and memorized places before they can be cast,

House-elves can try to phantom transfiguration as long as they know the general orientation, and it is safer than the process of human wizards.

But as a result…

Until now, it was not at the destination.

In the end, everything turned into a helpless sound, and Wilkes shook his head and put aside his chaotic thoughts.

Then Wilkes began to look around, and the streets were lined with typical medieval English, two-story sloping houses, covered with freshly fallen edelweiss.

“The target should be within a few miles of the neighborhood, no need for Phantom Transfiguration, follow me, Yule.” Not only looking at the scenery, Wilkes roughly judged the position and turned his head to grab Yule.

Without waiting for Yule’s answer, Wilkes secretly said, “Dark Phantom!” ”

Rise!

In an instant, black smoke wrapped around them, enveloping their figures, rushing straight into the sky, and streaked a black arc across the sky.

In the air, Wilkes can easily observe his surroundings.

But in a hurry, he did not notice …

At this time, on the second floor of a house on the street, the curtain of a window suddenly opened, and a little girl who seemed to be only eleven or twelve saw this scene, her mouth opened wide.

“Even Maika…” the little girl covered her mouth, not daring to exclaim, but her eyes never left the distant sky.

Or that the one has gradually disappeared, covered in smoke, holding a … “elf”, at least in her cognition, and in the snow, still fierce, flying back.

“Shouldn’t he be… Santa Claus bar! The little girl’s face was cranky, after all, in a few days, it will be Christmas.

It wasn’t until Wilkes’ back disappeared that the little girl suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly found a colored brush in the house, and began to draw something little by little.

From time to time, he also stopped, tilted his head, bit the cap of the pen with his mouth, looked at the sky under the night, carefully recalled the scene, and then continued to write.

At this moment, if Wilkes sees the scene on the painting, I am afraid that he can immediately recognize that this painting is not him!

And Wilkes will immediately use a “forgetfulness”, tampering with her memories of herself into seeing something else.

Because being seen by Muggles, or a minor wizard, the punishment for the magic used, although not very serious, will not be too comfortable.

However, within minutes, Wilkes had been found and landed at the old Gaunt mansion, knowing nothing about it.

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