Hogwarts Homecoming

Except for the faint whistling of the wind and snow coming from outside the house and the occasional crackling of wood burning in the fireplace, the cabin was quiet without a trace of noise.

Apparition failed? !

Jasuna, who was already haggard, suddenly turned pale and without a trace of blood.

After being in a daze for a moment, she quickly regained her composure and tried to apparate again.

The sense of connection with space does exist, but her body cannot smoothly enter the void. Invisibly, there is a powerful force preventing her from apparating!

This is undoubtedly the effect of the anti-Apparition spell!

After a brief moment of panic, Jasuna's expression suddenly became fierce, and her murderous eyes stared into the old Muggle's cloudy eyes.

This old Muggle lied, he was actually a wizard. He just saved himself for some unknown reason and concealed his identity?

This thought flashed through Jasuna's mind. She has lived in the dark side of the European magic world for ten years and knows that people's hearts are treacherous, but

Her eyes shrouded the old Muggle's weather-carved face, and her inner guesses became less certain.

It seemed that this was indeed just an ordinary Muggle. She could feel that there was no magic power in this old Muggle's withered body.

Then who is blocking this mountain range and not allowing Apparition? The German Ministry of Magic?

Another thought popped into her mind, making Jasuna look surprised.

This is indeed a possibility.

Based on their crime of breaking through the Ekes Tower, the German Ministry of Magic did not hesitate to seal off the nearby mountains and search the mountains and seas, trying to find the Death Eaters who might not have escaped. Or, they might have survived the flash flood and were not captured. Her fellow Death Eaters rescued the criminals who could only sneak into the forest.

This guess is reasonable.

The situation is undoubtedly dire.

She lost contact with her father and she didn't even know if he was still alive.

Without her wand, she had no one to rely on, and the existence of the anti-Apparition spell also eliminated the possibility of her leaving this Muggle village.

"Let me ask you——"

After a long moment of silence, Jasuna looked at the old Muggle who was already sitting at the table eating bland boiled potatoes.

"Can you help me get out of here and get to the nearest town? I need to take a bus to Berlin."

After a pause in her tone, Jasuna added coldly,

"If you can send me there, I can. I mean, when I get home, I can send you a large amount of money, enough for you to live a decent and comfortable retirement life in Berlin."

"There's snow, so we can't walk."

The old Muggle was gnawing potatoes with his head sullenly, and his tone did not change at all because of the money he couldn't get at all.

Jasuna glared at the old Muggle angrily, her teeth biting secretly.

This old-fashioned Muggle didn't seem to want to talk to her. Every time he spoke, he only spoke a few words.

With her chest pumping a few times, Jasuna looked around the small hut where she was, her anger gradually subsided.

It was obvious that the old Muggle had no family and he had probably lived alone for many years.

Moreover, he should be a lonely guy.

When I woke up and opened the door, I saw that there were only a few houses in this Muggle gathering place in the mountains on the other side of the river. Only this old Muggle lived on this side of the river. It was very likely that he would not follow him at ordinary times. Neighbors communicate.

So he looked dull, because he might not speak a word or two every year.

Squeak——

The old Muggle got up after killing half of the four boiled potatoes.

Under Jasuna's gloomy and vigilant gaze, he opened the door and walked out of the house.

The ecstasy of bone-crushing ice and snow immediately poured into the room. Jasuna, who was hit by the chill, sat down on the bed and shivered.

After only going out for less than half a minute, the old Muggle who came back was already covered with a white 'cloak'. But he didn't care at all about the snow on his body, nor the angry glare from the girl on the bed. He walked to the corner of the wall, opened up the tanned furs, and rummaged through the wooden box.

After a moment he found a file and began sharpening the edge of the ax he had retrieved from the shed.

Stab, sting, sting--

The sharp and harsh noise even made the small candle flame in the oil lamp tremble.

Jasuna sat motionless on the bed, glaring at this old Muggle who disgusted her.

After ten minutes of suffering, the old Muggle stood up again with an ax in hand. After looking at the two boiled potatoes left on the table, he left the house again.

This time, he closed the door, and after a while, there was a bang, bang, bang sound outside the house.

Jasuna kept looking at the old Muggle with cold eyes until he left the house, and there was a noisy knocking sound in the howling wind and snow.

The fierceness in her eyes dissipated and turned into dejection.

We must find a way to get out of here as soon as possible!

Staring at the dim pine cabin slightly dully, this thought rolled in Jasuna's mind.

Not to mention how painful it was to get along with this lonely and somewhat eccentric old Muggle.

The possibility of Aurors appearing at any time also weighed heavily on her heart.

But is there any way to help her get out of her current predicament?

Jasuna's sleeves shook, and the broken wand appeared in her palm.

A wizard without his wand is like a ferocious beast without its claws and sharp teeth, basically losing its threatening nature.

Granted, there are techniques like wandless spellcasting.

However, compared to silent spellcasting, wandless spellcasting is more difficult. Even a wizard like her can only do some scary tricks without a wand, which is useless.

She couldn't even deal with the old Muggle holding an axe.

Moreover, the injury on her right leg required her to rest and not take risks, unless she wanted to be a cripple with a cane for the rest of her life.

There might not be an owl in the Muggle village that could send a letter for her, and even if there was, she would not dare to use it.

Since there is an anti-Apparition spell here, all the methods used by wizards are unsafe.

It is more reliable to use the Muggle method.

With this thought, Jasna sighed, staring at the blurred glass window with helplessness in her eyes.

The old Muggle with a bad temper refused to take her to the nearest town because of the fierce snowstorm.

This is not entirely an excuse.

Although I don't know where the village is exactly, I guess it's quite far from the nearest town.

For Muggles, going out in such bad weather is indeed a very dangerous thing. There is a high probability that they will get lost in the wild and freeze to death in the blizzard.

Perhaps there is an optimistic situation.

The Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic stopped searching the mountains and forests and lifted the anti-Apparition spell.

If so, she only needs to wait quietly, but is she going to leave her fate to uncontrollable luck?