"Flicker!" To prevent any accidents, Allen turned Miaomiao's robe into a protective suit. He then lifted the carpet behind the children's bookshelf and crawled into the tunnel with his body bent. The walls of the tunnel were very smooth, as if they had been processed with magic. They were stable and solid. Allen walked down the steps of the tunnel and intermittently walked a few gentle stretches of road. After walking for a short while, Allen saw light.
It was a small utility room, and the afternoon sun shone straight down from the skylight on the roof, right at the spot where Allen had crawled out. Allen immediately covered his eyes with his hands. It took him a while to adapt to the light.
He opened the door and walked out. It was an abandoned garden. Thick snow was piled high on the ground. Leaving the garden, the surroundings were bleak and desolate. Farmhouses made of wood, mud, and straw were scattered in the wilderness. Allen looked back. Not far from the farmhouses, there was a manor surrounded by high walls. From here, he could see that the snow on the roof of the castle in the manor gathered scattered rays of sunlight, shining brightly. Behind the manor, there were some tall mountains that pierced through the clouds. From afar, they looked like submerged reefs in the sea.
Allen looked at the time. Emily was about to wake up. He quickly went back the way he came. He already had a rough plan in mind. Putting the carpet back to its original state, he came to the door of the bedroom. The little girl in red who raised the toad appeared on the door again. She quickly glanced at Allen and disappeared in an instant. Allen pushed the door open. Aunt Josephine was nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, Emily was still sleeping soundly. Allen tiptoed over and gently climbed onto the bed. He lay down beside Emily, closed his eyes, and called for the System.
[What's the matter, Host?] A sweet voice sounded. What a good System, always on call.
"Last time, you provided me with a map for the Possessed Person's mission. May I ask if there will be a map for future missions?" Allen asked.
[Yes. In order to help the Host better complete missions, there will be a map for assistance.]
"Then can I take the initiative to apply for a mission?" Allen continued to ask.
"The host can issue active missions. However, the difficulty of the mission is determined by the system, and the reward is pending. "
"Sure. Then please help me issue a mission to find Albert Harris." Allen's scheme was really deep. He went deeper and deeper to get the results he wanted.
"Host, please wait patiently. Determining the difficulty of the mission."
"The system has determined that the difficulty level is too low. The recommended mission is to obtain the 'Moonstone'. Does the host accept the mission? "
"Accept." Allen's reply was concise. He felt Emily's small hand moving. The little girl was about to wake up.
"As this is an active mission, the system has no time limit. Please continue to work hard." The system was also very straightforward. The map directly appeared in Allen's mind.
Not to mention how Allen played with Emily the whole afternoon and chatted with Aunt Josephine. At nine o 'clock in the evening, after coaxing Emily to sleep again, Allen cast a "Good Sleep Spell" on the little girl. According to "The Magic Spell Encyclopedia", this spell was invented by a wizard who suffered from insomnia. After kissing Emily's forehead, Allen turned around and left.
Once again walking out of the farmhouse, Allen summoned Neptune from the storage compartment. He flipped over and rode away at the fastest speed possible. The cold night wind blew wildly beside Allen. Fortunately, Allen was already prepared. He changed Miaomiao's sorcerer's robe into a close-fitting outfit with windproof and thermal protection. Fortunately, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Through the thin clouds that occasionally floated by, the farmhouse on the ground seemed to be flattened and then spread out again. Allen galloped at an incredible speed. In the hazy night, nearing his destination, a towering clock tower came into view.
When Allen's two feet stepped on the ground, he actually felt like he was stepping on cotton. Allen secretly decided that when he returned to the Hogwarts, he must definitely peek at the senior's Transfiguration Phantom training.
Walking up the steps of the clock tower, there was an outdoor staircase that circled around the top of the clock tower, like a long snake spiraling in the air. Even standing at the top of the clock tower, Allen did not find any trace of Albert or the Moonstone. The location of the target on the map was roughly in this area. Looking around, the direction of the target was barren. Could it be that the Moonstone could go to heaven and earth?
Wait, seeing such a high clock tower, Allen's first reaction was to climb up. Perhaps he needed to do the opposite! How would he know if it would work if he didn't try? Allen quickly rushed down the stairs again. Sure enough, in the square outside the clock tower, Allen found an abandoned dry well. Allen noticed traces of magic on the well. How wonderful, with such a tall building standing in front of them, who would pay attention to such an abandoned well!
As the saying goes, the skilled are bold. Relying on the protection of Miaomiao's wizard robe, Allen slid down the wall of the well. After an unknown amount of time in the darkness, Allen finally stopped sliding. A narrow and dark passage led to a huge stone cave in front of him. The pitch-black cave was like a big mouth that wanted to swallow everything.
"Flicker of light." The blue light emitted by the magic staff did not increase the sense of security. Coupled with the darkness of the cave, it made people feel that danger lurked everywhere. But Allen was excited. There was no other reason, the map in his mind once again had a clear path leading him. Allen did not hesitate to plunge into the stone cave and continue his search.
The rugged stone walls were rough and uneven. After walking through a flat and compacted ground, the ground gradually became muddy. If a Muggle were to walk through, it would definitely be difficult for him to walk. There were often streams that blocked Allen's path, and he had to wade through them. This underground maze did not seem to have anything special. The muddy ground, monotonous scenery, and depressed mood. But thinking back to Allen's journey, if not for the guidance of the map, he might have been lost in one fork after another, because the scenery of the stone walls was not much different.
It should be said that so far, everything was going smoothly. Other than the boredom, he really should not complain about anything. With a sudden turn, a very steep slope led Allen deeper into the maze. The slope was so steep that Allen had to concentrate to control his balance. After a series of drops, the slope gradually leveled out. In the huge underground maze, there was no other sound except for Allen's breathing and footsteps. It was dead silent. The winding paths crisscrossed, and Allen even lost the concept of time in such a boring walk.
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