Harry Potter's Bastard

Solim's pretentiousness on the provincial highway has caused a lot of chaos, and two policemen who can't remember anything have also caught the attention of wizards - there is no official body for wizards in Canada, there is only one official body in the whole of America, and that is the Magic Congress of the United States, although there are several subordinate official institutions in South America, but that is also controlled by the Magic Congress.

"What the hell is this guy thinking?" Rob glanced at Clayderman beside him as he shook the report in his hand.

"To be honest, even I can't figure it out this time. "Clayderman, as a veteran Auror, originally brought Rob out this time to avoid the limelight, but now that the battle in the Magic Congress is getting more and more fierce, they don't want to be involved.

But this mission, which seemed ordinary to him, was now a little incomprehensible to him.

Wizards have many ways to move: apparitions, portkeys, broomsticks, Floo nets...... Where to go is easy for wizards, but in order to avoid attracting attention, it makes sense to use a No-Maj mode of transportation.

Even if they don't have the documents of the Maji, whether they use the Phantom Charm or any other method, they can get on the plane, but their goal is to choose a charter flight without documents and money - the large-scale use of the Confusion Charm can indeed be done, but the consequence is to expose themselves, the relevant departments of the Magic Congress are not blind, although the internal struggle is a bit fierce now, but it is far from reaching the level of that kind of functional suspension.

This is the first thing that Clayderman can't figure out: since the No-Maj plane was chosen to avoid the attention of wizards, the target's style of acting has nothing to do with "stealth", and it can even be said that it is fanfare.

Secondly, after the target landed in Canada, it didn't take long for him to make a fuss about racing with the police on the road, and if it weren't for the relevant report, Clayderman wouldn't even believe that it could have been done by a wizard - a wizard who drove a car, raced with the police on the road, and then walked away after using an amnesia charm on the police.

Clayderman has been an Auror for so many years, whether it is a little rascal or a dangerous madman, or a very dangerous dark wizard, he has seen it all, but this is the first time he has seen a guy like the one in his current case.

"Why did he drive, you say?" said Rob Jr., clutching the report in his hand, "Is he afraid that the apparition will be discovered?", and the report said that there were three police cars at the time, but he only dealt with two policemen, and it stands to reason that all the witnesses should be disposed of, but ......"

"Don't think about it, little Rob. Clayderman pulled the report from his hand and shook his hand, and it burned to ashes.

"This guy obviously can't be inferred by common sense. He's either a pure lunatic or ......"

"Mr. Clayderman, do you think it's possible...... He's a No-Maj wizard - he knows those things well, after all, but his magic is so low that he can't pass the apparition test?"

"It's unlikely, if he's a wizard from a No-Maj background, then why doesn't he go through the formal channels and use a confusion charm instead? You also read the report just now, and he never showed any documents - I personally don't think he would be a wizard of No-Maj blood. "

The two Aurors from the United States could not have imagined that their target would be a young wizard who was still underage. It's no wonder that they can't be blamed for the missions that their Aurors have taken on are almost all adult wizards, and they say "almost", because some of them are werewolves or magical creatures like vampires, and their cases never intersect with underage wizards.

While the two Aurors were scratching their heads, Solim had already made it to his final stop, the town of Pikellake.

Picklelake is a "town" rather than a neighborhood, and the largest building in the area, apart from the airport that has just come out, is actually the middle school here. Since there was only one main road, Solim was able to see the situation clearly.

Solim didn't make any big noise when he came over this time, because there was a cargo plane flying here that day, although it was a small cargo plane, it could also accommodate Solim with a phantom charm.

Sitting behind a pickup truck pulling out of the airport, Solim was looking at the map in his hand. He then had to head north to find a lake that was not named on the map, and where Elrond said he could find his father. Looking at the scale on the map, Solim wished for the first time he had a broom in his hand.

Don't think about the car, he will have to rely on his two legs - at least for now, because this is still a gathering area with humans, and when he is truly in no man's land, Solim will let the ashes fly with him.

Without navigation, Solim has no way of knowing exactly where he is – it's terrible, you know where you're going, but when you can't figure out where you are, the map in your hand is basically a piece of paper. Without the average outdoor adventurer's satellite location watch, Solim only had a cheap store-bought compass — something he could only rely on.

But the good thing is that Solim, who has the Phoenix, can come back here and start over.

Unable to apparition, unable to fly with a charm, and without a broomstick, Solim could only walk on two legs to a deserted area - this was the northwest corner of Pickerlake, at the end of a dirt road, and beyond that was a forest of white flowers, which looked like it had snowed before.

Solim looked at his feet, but fortunately there was no snow in the town, otherwise he would have scared the pedestrians to death by walking along the way—he was still wearing a phantom charm.

The phoenix can't be obscured by a wizard's illusion spell - at least not Solim. All he could do was cover himself up with the Illusion Charm, and he didn't care if the phoenix would be seen by any lucky Muggle.

It's not a great feeling to be caught in the sky by ashes. There was no solid and powerful feedback at his feet, which made Solim's mind very uncomfortable.

There was a blank white snow under his feet, and after looking at it for a while, it made Solim in the sky visually tired. The cookie-cutter scene made his mind begin to desert uncontrollably.

There is one thing that Solim is still satisfied with, that is, Phoenix's sense of direction is much better than that of Solim, a wizard. After telling Ash to fly north, the pointer on Solim's compass didn't move - the direction was right, and the next thing to test was Solim's eyesight, and once it flew by, and Solim didn't know it, it meant a lot of time would be wasted.

For this reason, Solim even endured the feeling of not being able to "keep his feet on the ground", and let the ashes fly as high as possible in order to get a better view.

This practice is not without its hidden dangers - a fiery red, beautiful big bird flying in the sky will always be seen.