Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"After entering the grasslands on the eastern border of Timur's empire, in order to reduce trouble, I had to turn into a goshawk and fly for about two degrees in the direction of the fourth star of the Big Dipper, crossing a wilderness and a forest of stones.

Then I saw the undulating mountains like a blue dragon from a distance..."

"...I stopped at a human gathering place closest to the mountains. It was an overgrown wilderness with only one tribe of no more than fifty people. I landed on the edge of the tribe, pretending to be a distant place.

Travelers, ask the herdsmen here if they have seen some businessmen with weird long noses, turbans, thick robes and weird boots when they were grazing. They would use a fragrant bird egg to

Exchange lambs, ores, or customize some wool felts with strange patterns from you..."

"...It's a pity that the herdsmen here have never seen the Leng Yuan residents. I had to ask them about the whereabouts of other tribes, and exchanged some gold coins for some water and pickled mutton..."

"...I followed their directions and flew to the west, and finally met the second tribe two days later. This was a slightly larger tribe than the previous tribe, but I still had no harvest, and neither did they.

Having seen the residents of Lengyuan I described, I had no choice but to continue traveling westward..."

"Finally, when I visited the fourth tribe, the goddess of luck came to me——"

"...Perhaps I should follow the current custom of British wizards and shout 'Merlin's Beard!'..."

“...the herdsmen of this tribe didn’t seem very friendly. When I appeared on the edge of their tribe, they raised their goat forks and torches at me. Even the women and children in the tribe threw stones and sheep dung at me.

As if I am some kind of devil..."

"...I suddenly realized how much I looked like the Leng Yuan resident I described..."

"...Except for not having the weird long nose and the fragrant bird eggs, I am dressed almost exactly the same as the residents of Lengyuan..."

"...In order to lower their vigilance, I had no choice but to take off my turban and mask, revealing my face with Timur features that had been disguised through transformation..."

"...The herdsmen seemed to have lowered their guard a little, but they still did not invite me to join their campfire dinner. I had no choice but to stand in the wilderness, on the edge of the firelight, and ask them if they had seen the residents of Lengyuan..."

"...The atmosphere seemed to become tense. The men and women once again raised sheep forks, torches and sheep dung..."

"...I had no choice but to take out a few gold coins and shiny gems, put them into a sheepskin bag, and then push them over..."

"...The man at the head picked up the sheepskin bag, bit the gold coin with his teeth, looked at the gems under the firelight, discussed a few words with the people around him, and waved to me, gesturing for me to follow him.

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"...While chatting with him, I learned that his name is Abdul Alimu, and he is the son of the chief of this tribe. Five days ago, they picked up a girl in the wilderness near the mountains in the east..."

"...The girl's name is Alina. She is the most beautiful girl in the Ashat tribe. We often exchange wool with the Ashat tribe for salt..."

"...That day was the agreed day to exchange salt, but when we arrived at the location of the Ashat tribe, we only saw Alina sitting in the middle of the empty tribe in despair..."

"...All the felt houses and straw huts are intact, but except for Alina, they can't see anyone in the tribe..."

"...all the herdsmen and livestock have disappeared..."

"...Only Alina, who was playing outside and missed her meal, stayed..."

"...The bonfire in the center of the tribe has been extinguished, and the food on it has been dried..."

"...the villagers' food and supplies are still well kept in the barn..."

"...They went into the felt house again to check. There were no signs of disturbance here. Everything was in good condition. Many families still had a few bites of food placed in their houses..."

"... Just like the people of the Ashat tribe were eating lunch, they suddenly put down the tableware and food in their hands, drove their livestock, and walked outside the village due to unknown forces..."

"...Abdel Alim said that Alita saw the attacker..."

... She was so playful that she came home late and hid behind a huge rock. She saw a tall, ugly, demon-like creature wearing the clothes I just described walking in front..."

"...And Alina's parents, brothers, tribesmen and livestock followed the demon with dull eyes like puppets on strings, and the air was filled with an unbearable stench..."

"...I know, I found what I was looking for..."

"...Those must be the residents of Leng Yuan and the master behind them, the Moon Beast..."

"...I met that girl, Alina, and I saw that scene from her memory, that scene that plunged her into an eternal nightmare..."

Having said this, "Gilderoy Lockhart" turned over the parchment, then picked up the teacup placed on his desk, took a sip of water, and continued to read:

"...I found the empty tribe based on the girl's memory..."

"...Without the care of the herdsmen, this former human gathering place quickly turned into ruins. I believe that if I had come a few days later, this place would definitely have been occupied by desert sand and weeds, and all traces of human activities would have been lost."

disappear……"

"...I used the tracking spell to restore the footprints of the Ashat tribe's herdsmen and all the traces they left on the wilderness when they passed by..."

“…I followed the footprints and traces all the way east, and spent three days arriving at a forest covered with green pine trees. From there, the footprints of the Ashat tribe’s herdsmen set foot on a path up the mountain…

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"...I followed the footprints and walked up the mountain through the winding path..."

"...After walking for another day, I have entered a mountainside area covered with ice and snow..."

"...After passing around a huge rock that looks like a unicorn horn..."

"...I saw a narrow, vertical cave..."

"...all the footprints disappeared in front of this cave."

"Gilderoy Lockhart" put down the parchment in his hand and pushed it to the archaeologist Judy Wilson sitting opposite.

"A very wonderful story." Judy Wilson said, taking the parchment and looking at it carefully——

"This should be part of the fantasy travel notes of the 134th century..." Judy said, "Fantasy novels of that era were really rare... No, this should be the first non-religious mythological fantasy novel in Britain...

Do you want us to study the development and background of British fantasy novels during the Timurid Empire?"

"No, I hope you will use your knowledge of geography, archeology and computers to help me find the cave based on the information on this piece of paper -" Tiera said.

???——

At that moment, Tiera saw three big question marks appearing in everyone's mind -

"excuse me?"