All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 167 The Witch in the Forest and the Disappearing Army

The tavern built by Linde was very ordinary, with ordinary bricks, stones and wood piled up to form an ordinary house.

But he decided to make this tavern something special.The method is as he explained to Dumbledore, by spreading legends, allowing the tavern to give birth to the thought body, and then trying to find a way to give the thought body magical power.

In this process, what Linde wants to explore is not only the mysteries of the thought body, but also the essence of magic power.

The first step he is going to take now is to make Three Cups Traveling Wine House famous, let its story spread, and become a famous fake news like the world's top ten unsolved mysteries.

Linde opened the Book of Mora and looked for those melodies like the storm. This was the moment when the owner of the melody fell into a fierce conflict and a critical moment of life and death. When people are in crisis and despair, if they can see a warm tavern, drink a bowl of hot soup, drink a glass of strong wine safely, and have a life-changing conversation with the owner of this place, such a story must be an impression. Profound, the thoughts created will be as timeless as gems.

Dumbledore came to the wine house on the first day of the Christmas vacation. Less than twenty hours had passed since the wine house officially opened. The store was full of friends who came to attend the opening ceremony.

He sat by the fire with a glass of mead, and stretched out his frozen feet to warm the fire.When Master Aran saw him, he poured some liquid medicine on his feet, and the chilblain was cured.

Dumbledore asked Lynd why he opened the hotel here.

Linde said that because this is the first stop, the first customer will arrive soon.

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Fabian Bauer is forty-three years old, married, with two sons and one daughter. He lives in a village near Nurmengard, makes a living by farming, and goes to the city to work every summer.

His hometown has no industries worth mentioning, but the transportation conditions are pretty good. Military facilities from the World War II era can be seen everywhere around the village. A German battalion was once stationed here. Later, the Germans disappeared. They were not driven away by allied aircraft and tanks, but suddenly disappeared en masse one day.

There has always been a local legend that there is a witch living in the forest. She will go hunting with her dogs every night. She will appear every few years and take away young virgins in the village as successors. This is an ancient tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. .

One day in December , several German soldiers caught a Jewish girl playing alone in the woods outside the village, and shot her dead on the way to the concentration camp.That night, the sound of fierce fighting and sharp shouts came from the German camp, and the sound of explosions shook the mountains and ground.After dawn, after the calm, the villagers notified the nearby guerrillas.The soldiers sent to observe and found that the camp was empty, but dolls wearing German uniforms could be seen everywhere.

Everyone said that witches turned these soldiers into toys.This incident is very absurd, and the young people born later have never seen the so-called witch looking for a successor, so they think it is all nonsense of the older generation.

It wasn't until the Lockhart Information Disaster, the extraordinary event that swept the world in August this year, that the villagers believed that magic really existed in the world.

Some people from the village went to the city to publicize their local legends, so starting from October, many tourists from other places came to the originally quiet village, and they came to look for the traces of the witch.Fabian and other men in the village felt that it was profitable, so they offered to act as guides, taking these travelers to visit the camps of the German army, telling their old-fashioned stories, and earning a lot of tour guide fees.

This business was relatively easy to do, but the competition was too fierce. Soon, the increasingly intractable villagers continued to take tourists deep into the woods, and some even went to Nurmengard, the gloomy fortress. Fabian's business plummeted, and his wife complained that he was unwilling to take those stupid and wealthy tourists to more remote places, and that he was unable to make up some sensational stories to attract attention. Idiot.

Fabian's late father was a member of the guerrillas at that time, and was in charge of five soldiers. In January 1945, he received an order from his superiors to lead a team to a train station in the east of the village to observe the German military dispatch. But while passing through a pine forest, I lost my way in a sudden burst of fog.

"I saw the witch. She was a young and beautiful woman." The father said to young Fabian. "She said, 'You broke into my house. There are six of you here. Half of them must stay and half can leave." .'... I was the only one who came out in the end. Because of this incident, I was regarded as a traitor and a deserter, and was almost shot by my comrades. It was not until March of 1945 that the Soviet comrades came and the guerrillas were disbanded. I just returned to the village."

Because of his father's warning, Fabian has always been wary of wizards and is unwilling to take tourists into danger.

But in the face of the fleeting opportunity to make money, Fabian's principles were defeated by reality, and he decided to go to find the witch his father met back then.He found the World War II military map used by his father in the locker at home, and the detection route was clearly marked.Fabian's story quickly attracted the interest of more than a dozen tourists. The group prepared camping tools and shooting equipment and set off for an adventure as Christmas approached.

It turns out that wizards who live in the forest don't like to be disturbed.

After a day and night of trekking, Fabian successfully led tourists to the legendary witch's cabin. This place is quite secluded and hidden in a valley. The entrance is full of thorns and rugged rocks. According to his father, this kind of road is already very easy to walk. It's hard to imagine the experience of the guerrillas back then.

His idea is to visit from afar.But tourists who couldn't hold back their curiosity bursting with curiosity just wanted to go up and knock on the door, and they couldn't stop it.

Living in the wooden house is an old woman with gray hair and a haggard appearance.

She smiled and turned the Muggles who came to her door into dogs. The originally lively and good-natured person turned into a barking shepherd dog. The witch waved her wand, and the invisible whip struck the transformed tourists, beating them to pieces.

Fabian was so frightened that he stood farthest away and therefore escaped the fastest.

However, when he fled back to the village in embarrassment, he found that the old witch was already waiting at his house.

"Little lamb, where are you going, my dear?" There were three bruised shepherd dogs squatting beside the old witch. Fabian's little daughter was tied up with a rope and turned into a dog in front of the farmer. .

"There are only two left." The old witch Jie Jie laughed strangely.

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There was a small stage near the counter of Three Cups Wine House, with more than a dozen musical instruments placed on it. The Book of Mora was spread out on the music stand. The bard was tipsy and took the initiative to stop on the stage and pick up the lute. , played according to the music in the Book of Mora.

Urgent notes suddenly sounded in the tavern, and the lute lingered in the depressed bass part, seeming helpless. Ms. Moon Shadow, who was chatting with others, was attracted by the stage, sat down in front of the small piano, and played a heart-stopping evil melody, as if a dark cloud was chasing the lute.

Interested guests join in the performance.The dragonborn picked up the drumsticks and beat the beat of the fleeing drum. The puppet body of the god-man Lani has two pairs of arms, playing the violin and viola at the same time, and the strings are gloomy and cold.

The drunken dwarves put down their cups, and everyone listened quietly. The melancholy tune in the movement was the last dirge of a man who was about to die, and he was being hunted down.

At the most grand and terrifying moment, this piece of music suddenly changes from cold and gloomy to relaxed and melodious.

The drumbeat was already chaotic, but fled into the shelter and settled down again.Nalute had already been submerged by the piano, but it was clear again at this moment.The desolate storm played by the violin has also become a leisurely wind.

The frowns of the drinkers loosened.The dwarves hummed old songs in low voices, praising the wine and the host of the banquet.

In the relaxing melody, the door of the pub was knocked hurriedly, and someone shouted "Hilfe! MachschnelldieTurauf! [Help! Open the door quickly!]"

There must be three changes today!