"Oh, thank you, Ms. Bashida." Harry said vaguely, quickly took the half of the parchment paper, and without even looking at it, he stuffed it into his deer skin pocket, and put it together with the half of the parchment paper that Sclinger had handed him to him before.

Harry felt that Silver had never left the half-parchment, and he couldn't help but want to see what message Dumbledore wanted to convey to him.

"Ms. Bashida, I think it's time for Ron and I to go back. After all, Ron's parents are waiting for us to go home." Harry pulled Ron and stood up.

"Go home? We're not-"

Ha poked Ron with his elbow, interrupting what he was going to say.

"I think so, be careful on the way back," Bashida said solemnly. "Godric Valley is no better than other places. It is quite dangerous for wizards. I think you must have come here secretly. Go back quickly, stay away from that cemetery, and quickly show your shadow as soon as you leave the village. This place is too unsafe for young wizards."

Silver raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Harry dragged Ron and ran out almost stumbled, as if he had tripped something on the way.

"Sorry, Ms. Bashida." Ron shouted in another room, sounding like he was being dragged by Harry.

"Two very interesting kids," Bashida said to Silver, "Are you good friends?"

"Obviously not, Ms. Bashida," said Silver, "they are loyal subordinates of Dumbledore."

"What about you, child?" said Bashida. "Would you like to serve your great-grandfather?"

"Actually you've known the answer a long time ago, why do you have to test me again?" Silver fiddled with the wand in his hand, "It doesn't matter whether he can be resurrected or not."

"But you are stopping him from resurrection now." Bashida shook his head, "Richard is not a rude person to his descendants."

"I'm stopping the Dark Lord, Ms. Bashida, this is Xiang Zhengyi's cause," Silver said. "I think my great-grandfather can understand it."

"Great." Bashida clapped his palms, "You look shameless and look like your great-grandfather."

"This is the origin of family education." Silver was not angry.

"Anyway, I don't want to see that lunatic resurrected. I think we can work together to some extent."

"But you are in your current state - Ms. Bashida, I don't think you can do anything," Silver said.

"This is not necessarily." Bashida smiled mysteriously.

"oh?"

"Come with me," said Bashida.

Silver was a little surprised, but he was still ready to do it.

They walked out of the room and went up the stairs.

The stairs were steep and narrow, but Bashida seemed to be no trouble at all to get up - obviously because of the mysterious ritual of immortality, her physique also changed, but Silver, the young man, was panting. They climbed to the top of the stairs, and Bashida turned to the right and led him into a low bedroom.

It was pitch black inside, the smell was very bad, and the surroundings were dark.

"Sorry, that little thing is not very obedient. It can only be quiet in such an environment," said Bashida.

"The fluorescent light flashed," Silver said, and the wand lit up.

A twelve-foot-long giant snake was tied into a huge bow, covering half of the room. The snake was still alive, staring at the two people in front of it fiercely, as if it would attack at any time - if it could do it.

"Well, I'm really surprised, why is it here?" Silver gasped.

"Just last week, the snake came to me, as if to eat me. Although I was already impatient, I don't want to die in the snake's belly." Bashida smiled. "So I can only feel wronged that it will live in my place first. This little guy should be worthy."

"Of course it's very valuable." Silver observed the giant snake seriously, "I took it back. We should indeed deepen our cooperation, Ms. Bashida..."

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The sun is rising, pure and colorless, and the vast sky hangs high above your head.

Bashida was right, the Godric Valley was indeed full of dangers. When Harry and Ron left the village and were preparing to move the phantom, they found themselves in a magic maze. The phantom manifestation could not take effect, and it took them a long time to get out of it.

The sun was indifferent to the pain of the two. Harry sat down at the entrance of the tent and took a deep breath of clear air. Ron was still sleeping in the tent - he was exhausted.

Harry reached into the leather bag given by Hagrid. The leather bag was filled with all kinds of things, and it was difficult to find something accurately and quickly. After some exploration, Harry's hand finally touched the two things he wanted to find - those two pieces of parchment. (To be continued...)

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