Chapter 738 Confirmation of Itinerary

Hampstead, a suburb of London.

A slight trembling sound of air broke the tranquility of the house. Bates, who had been lying in bed early but had never fallen asleep, immediately got up and went to the door of the bedroom, with his ear pressed against the door, eavesdropping on the noise outside.

If there is any benefit that decades of werewolf disease has brought to Bates, it is that he still has a sensitive hearing despite his old age.

The single-family house had already turned off all the lights and electrical appliances, and the whole house was quiet. The solid wood floor was left by the previous owner, and the interior was a little aging. There was also a man who would turn seventeen in a few days stepping on it, and the footsteps were particularly obvious in such a quiet room.

Bates held his breath, his eyes were a little complicated, relieved and a little disappointed.

Not staying out all night meant that the young couple did not have any extreme behavior.

Only Loren's footsteps indicated that little Hermione did not come here to spend the night.

Bates heard footsteps going down the stairs, followed by the opening and closing of the refrigerator door, and the slight noise of kitchen utensils, indicating that this guy was preparing to make some midnight snacks for himself.

Bates's cloudy eyes flickered with a faint light, and he couldn't help but hesitate. Eating late at night disturbed his sleep, was bad for his digestive system, affected his blood sugar and blood pressure, and he had already brushed his teeth...

All the reasons pointed to giving up midnight snacks and embracing sleep, but when he thought of the little guy's cooking skills, these reasons didn't seem so sufficient.

After a hard struggle, Bates finally made a choice, turned the bolt and pulled the door out, making creaking footsteps on the solid wood floor, and walked towards the kitchen downstairs.

The corridor and the restaurant were not lit, only the white light was on behind the kitchen door. Although the door was closed, the salty and spicy meat sauce aroma still escaped, which was slightly choking. Coupled with the gurgling sound of boiling water, Bates knew that this midnight snack was meat sauce noodles without walking into the kitchen.

This is a dish that Loren improved based on spaghetti bolognese. The kid doesn't like the bulk-buy spaghetti in supermarkets, so he ferments and kneads his own noodles with flour during holidays. Sometimes it's thinner than a shoelace, and sometimes it's thicker than a belt. The meat sauce is also a modified meat sauce, with pork, beef and mutton, and slightly different tastes, but generally salty and spicy.

Thinking of the taste of spaghetti bolognese, Bates's saliva can't help but secrete under his tongue. Hearing the sound of boiling water weaken, he knew that noodles were being put in. Bates quickly cleared his throat: "Loren, Loren, cook me one too!"

"Squeak--"

The metal hinges made a slightly harsh friction sound, and the kitchen door opened a crack. The sight moved down, and a gray-green weird head popped out--

Skinny like a stunted primitive tribal child, with bat ears on both sides of the head, eyes bulging like golf balls, and a flat but unusually long nose. In comparison, only the mouth on the whole face is barely normal.

Bates stared at this head that might be called a humanoid creature and blinked.

Xiaomai looked at the elderly man and blinked.

"..."

Half an hour later, on the dining table.

The fried scallion oil and sauce dyed the noodles brown. Bates rolled up the last handful of noodles with a fork, carefully wrapped them with the remaining meat sauce on the plate, swallowed them into his stomach, and sighed sincerely and satisfied. His whole body was comfortable from the inside out.

He rubbed his swollen belly and glanced at Loren opposite him: "I understand. The living Horcrux is a key clue. This clue is related to the fugitive wizard wanted criminal Voldemort. You and your classmates found this clue. It is hidden in a magic school in Massachusetts, USA. You passed the clue to Principal Dumbledore who was on a business trip in Ilvermorny. Is that right?"

"..."

Loren hesitated for a moment and nodded.

As soon as the Mirror of Erised confirmed the sound, he contacted the headmaster on the top of Greylock Mountain through the communicator, confirming that Dumbledore and Professor Snape were checking the condition of the snake tree at the time. The other two slightly unfamiliar voices were Mr. Newt Scamander and Gilbert Fontana of Ilvermorny. Harry and the scene provided by the magic mirror combined with the headmaster's field investigation immediately confirmed that the living Horcrux must be near the snake tree forest.

The rest of the matter will be taken over and arranged by Headmaster Dumbledore, and I believe that relevant investigations will be carried out soon.

In summary, although this summary is a bit wrong, the main content is correct, and Grandpa Bates understands it very thoroughly.

Grandpa Bates continued: "And you and Hermione have discussed it and plan to set off to that magic school tomorrow to help hunt down the wanted criminal Voldemort."

Loren nodded again.

After confirming Voldemort's whereabouts, the family's security alarm was temporarily lifted, and the clues of the living Horcrux were found. Hermione and he were a little curious and prepared to go over to take a look, and Dumbledore agreed.

"Then I have another question."

Bates turned his eyes and looked at the elf who was eating noodles next to him, "What does this have to do with Mr. Wheat?"

The house-elf looked up and wanted to explain something, but was choked by the spicy meat sauce. The house-elf's manners made him forcibly hold back the urge to cough, and his entire gray-green face turned red.

Loren extended his index finger and lightly touched the back of his neck. A trace of magic was revealed, and he rescued the elf who almost choked himself to death: "Two reasons. First, there is another main culprit in the criminal gang whose whereabouts are unknown. I am worried that she may attack you or Hermione's parents, so I let Xiaomai stay at home. If anything happens, he will ask the Order of the Phoenix for help as soon as possible and notify me and Hermione. The second reason is that Xiaomai needs to understand the more real Muggle society. Here he can access a lot of video materials and complete his... research?"

Xiaomai quietly looked at this Muggle old man, Mr. Morgan's elder.

Scout Bates has already figured out Xiaomai's character. He did not continue to pay attention to him, but looked at his own children: "How do you and Hermione go to the United States?"

"Wizards' method."

"Smuggling?"

"..."

Loren thought about it, but couldn't refute it.

"I'll contact Hunter to arrange two tickets for you. Go there by the right way, which will save you a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"It's so late..." Loren wanted to refuse, but when he remembered the current financial situation of Grandpa Bates, he wisely chose to accept. "Principal Dumbledore said he has contacted the people from Ilvermorny to pick you up. I'll notify him to go to the airport directly."

"Are your classmates going with you? Do you need to ask for more tickets?"

"No, Professor McGonagall should arrange Harry's itinerary. Ron and the others probably can't convince their parents, so they can't go anywhere."

"Oh, a couple's trip, right? I see." Grandpa Bates nodded, and suddenly remembered another thing: "Did you celebrate your birthday there?"

"I think so."

"Don't bully Hermione on her birthday."

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