Chapter 1085 Guide and Mother and Daughter

"Valkyria? Valkyrie armor..."

Grindelwald pondered for a few seconds, his eyes scanning Elena's determined expression.

It is undeniable that according to previous experimental data, Elena's combat power in the "Valkyrie" state is no less than that of any top wizard.

The emergence of magic flying armor completely overturned the original wizard power system. It abandoned the complicated academic accumulation, and all designs presented violent aesthetics - just like the birth of the dementors, its goal from the birth There is only one: fight.

Even Grindelwald and Dumbledore, who were holding wands, had a huge headache when facing this modern magical weapon.

Perhaps more strictly speaking, this can be regarded as the ultimate sharp blade that can actually threaten their lives.

Although the Armenian magic world has a lot of heritage, it is more reflected in the history.

You know, Elena is not some harmless little white rabbit. Grindelwald will never forget that with only two and a half magic powers, this little witch set a trap in Salzburg, knocking down and capturing several employees of the Ministry of Magic. This is a secret that Dumbledore still doesn't know about. secret.

However, thinking about it carefully, Elena's hands didn't seem to be stained with heavy blood.

In Grindelwald's expectation, if this expedition can complete the devil's coming of age ceremony for the girl in advance, that would be a good thing.

The old devil's serious expression relaxed and he shrugged.

"If there is this... then I think it's not impossible -"

"I object!"

This time, it was Dumbledore's turn to become nervous.

He glanced at the two Dark Lords, big and small, pushed up the glasses on his nose, and said seriously.

"In my opinion, our top priority now is to find out the truth, rather than blindly provoking and expanding disputes - Miss Kaslana's plan to secretly infiltrate and establish a safe house is generally no problem, but there are two You may not have considered the details.”

“Age, and the limitations of Armenia’s geography.”

Dumbledore pointed at the map in mid-air and analyzed it very carefully.

After all, this is Elena's ship, and the surroundings are either Elena's people or Grindelwald's people.

If he wants to reverse and reduce the uncertainty of the next actions of these two dangerous elements, then Dumbledore must find a sufficiently appropriate reason to convince them. Fortunately, in terms of verbal skills, Dumbledore believes that He was quite convincing this time.

"No matter how you look at it, it is too strange for a twelve-year-old girl with a Scottish accent and a European face to appear in Armenia. Besides, when you are asking about the situation and exploring the surrounding environment, there are language and writing barriers. It also needs to be taken into consideration, right?

“If you really plan to go to Armenia for rescue, then you must at least find a suitable guide first——”

Dumbledore glanced at the small witch again and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I don't think you have learned Russian or Russian in advance, right?"

"Well, this is a pertinent question... I want to go directly to the local guide..."

Elena was stunned for half a second and frowned slightly.

In fact, the news of Lockhart's disappearance is still under lockdown for the time being.

At least until the situation is unclear, neither Elena, Grindelwald, nor Dumbledore want to spread panic rashly.

Therefore, according to Elena's original idea, it was best to "grab" a few strong men locally to serve as temporary guides.

After all, when she was in Salzburg, she relied on the universal art of the human world to communicate friendly and smoothly with the doctors and nurses at Salk Hospital, and successfully saved the life of an old devil with pyruvic acid poisoning. , this time can be considered as a "coercion" experience.

"So, Professor Dumbledore, do you have any better suggestions? The Hyperion will be setting off within half an hour -"

"Well, I do have a suitable candidate here, but I still have to ask for his opinion..."

Dumbledore waved his wand and projected a charming Russian female face in mid-air.

Arkhipovna, deputy director of the Landau Institute of the former Soviet Union, head of the Hogwarts Magic Project, and newly promoted quasi-A-level member.

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The soft moonlight passed through the clouds and scattered evenly on the quiet, slightly muddy streets.

A gust of forest wind blows from time to time in the dark and dense mountain forest not far away. The unique fragrance of the forest lingers in the air after the rain, making people feel intoxicated and want to take a few more greedy breaths. The scattered street lights in the town Reflecting the yellow mist of light, it is quite dreamy and relaxing.

This is a small town on the edge of Armenia called Tsaghkadzor.

Tesavdzo literally means "Valley of Flowers in Armenia".

As the surrounding hot springs and ski resorts are gradually developed, more than 20 years later, Tesafdzo will become a famous health resort in Armenia attracting foreign tourists. Elena even spent a whole day here in her "previous life" time.

However, at this time point where the Cold War has just ended for more than a year, this place is still just a remote town for the time being.

Arkhipovna held Elena's hand and walked slowly along the streets of the town, looking left and right.

The light yellow streetlight stretched the shadows of the two people, and the gurgling sound of the wheels of the suitcase on the gravel road echoed in the quiet town streets. Thick coats wrapped their bodies, looking like A mother and daughter were anxiously looking for a temporary place to stay in the night.

The coordinates of Gilderoy Lockhart's last message were here, but the specific location could not be more detailed.

In desperation, Elena and the two could only search slowly along the street to see if they could find more clues.

"Starting from this street light and continuing to the next one, there are three houses on the left and two houses on the right. There are no forks in the road."

Arkhipovna lowered her voice and whispered, forcing herself not to look up behind her - in the boundless sky, there was a group of dark clouds floating over there. If they were attacked with high intensity on the street, Huberian The number will immediately launch high-intensity fire cover.

As an expert on the former Soviet Union, she knew exactly what would happen if ten Ruby missiles landed.

Of course, that is only the last, most drastic measure.

"There are only two buildings on the right?"

Elena frowned slightly, and the corner of her eye casually scanned the street on the right.

In her field of vision, there were clearly three houses standing there - without exception, they were all products of the planned economy period of the former Soviet Union. The gray-toned three-story buildings looked the same, and the curtains of the houses were all tightly closed. Even with the lighting, I couldn't see the specific appearance inside.

"It's too dark. I can't see where the door is. Mom, are we lost?"

Elena said softly, shuddering just right, "I'm so sleepy, when can we go to the hotel to sleep -"

"Well, there should be a hotel ahead. If you persist—"

Arkhipovna squatted down, tightened the collar of Elena's coat, and comforted her gently and patiently.

Then, the two of them continued walking along the deserted road.

Neither Elena nor Arkhipovna stopped to look around. The two women, one large and one small, quickly crossed the quiet street with their suitcases and continued towards the northwest of the town. Walking in the same direction, looking around for the location of the only hotel in the town.

Whenever they passed a house, Arkhipovna would lightly squeeze Elena's left hand.

"Once, twice - huh? This is it."

Elena silently counted the number of times Arkhipovna squeezed her palm, paying attention to the surrounding houses with her peripheral vision.

However, when they passed the last gray mud-tiled house, Arkhipovna seemed not to see it and walked straight ahead without stopping. At this moment, Elena turned around and gently Arkhipovna gave Arkhipovna a light squeeze.

According to the records of the former Soviet Ministry of Magic and the Armenian Ministry of Magic, Tsavdzo was a purely Muggle town with no wizards inhabiting it.

But according to Gilderoy Lockhart's description, there is actually an old wizard with an undistinguished appearance living here.

Just like the Leaky Cauldron is hidden in Charing Cross Street in London, most wizards who live in seclusion in the non-magical world will use magic spells to confuse the surrounding environment and make their houses "disappear into thin air". And when the staff of the Ministry of Magic inspected the living conditions of wizards, those rows of Muggle houses that looked very normal from the perspective would naturally not be something worth recording in their workbooks.

unless……

A wizard and a Muggle were holding hands and walking down the street to check out the differences in their perspectives.

Compared to Lockhart, who had been squatting in this town for several months, Elena only walked along the street once and successfully located the residence of the prototype of the protagonist in the book "Wandering with Werewolves". But it went much smoother than she imagined.

However, what made Elena a little uncomfortable was that she could always vaguely feel the vague prying eyes around her.

This town was clearly not the harmless resort she remembered...at least, not now.

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