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A thin and small figure appeared in front of Silver. This was a house elf.

It has a pair of long ears, big and protruding eyes, and a long and flat nose. Different from other house elves, it wears a very elegant small uniform, unlike other house elves.

Just like an elf, just wrap it in an old tea towel or rag or something and deal with it.

"Is this Mr. Luo Cheng? The master has made all arrangements. Desserts and meals are ready. Please come with me."

The house elf said in its high-pitched voice.

"Oh well."

Luo Cheng followed the house elf into the castle step by step, still speculating on the identity of the owner of the castle along the way.

"Are there any wizards with such grandeur in the original plot? Malfoy Manor is far less grand than here. But looking at the dress of this house elf, you can tell that the owner of this castle is extraordinary. Even the wizard nobles will not dress the house elf well.

clothes, because this is equivalent to directly expelling them..."

Regarding the identity of the owner here, Dumbledore did not tell Luo Cheng, only that he was an old friend of his.

The letter of recommendation was in his arms, but Luo Cheng could not open it to read it. Dumbledore cast a magic ink on the letter, and once it was opened it could not be restored.

The house elf led Luo Cheng to a luxuriously decorated restaurant, and the dining table was filled with food.

"Mr. Luo Cheng, please enjoy the delicious food first. The master is not in good health and cannot dine with you."

said the house elf.

"Oh, you don't have to be so polite! In fact, I have already eaten. Professor Dumbledore asked me to visit the owner here, so since he is not in good health, can I still visit him today?"

Of course Luo Cheng has no appetite for food. He doesn't know the identity of the owner. How dare he eat the food here?

"The master also told me that if Mr. Luo Cheng doesn't want to eat, let me take you to see him directly."

"Then please take me there."

"Then please close your eyes, Mr. Luo Cheng."

"Close your eyes?"

Although Luo Cheng was a little confused, he still closed his eyes.

After a period of dizziness, he found that he was apparitioned into a milky-white room by a house elf.

An old man with short white hair is sitting on a stone bench. He has a pair of light brown eyes and is wearing a plain robe with a very ancient style. The cuffs are also rolled up with some lace, giving off a medieval atmosphere.

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"Where's Albus's letter of recommendation?"

The old man said.

"it's here."

Luo Cheng took out the recommendation letter from his arms and handed it over. The old man removed the magic seal on the letter with his index finger, pulled out a piece of parchment from it, read it for a long time before nodding and saying.

"It is indeed a letter of recommendation written by Albus himself. Are you Luo Cheng?"

Luo Cheng only felt a heavy blow to his head, his mind went blank, and he answered in a daze.

"Yes, mine is Luo Cheng."

"Sorry, young man. This is such a serious matter that I must be more cautious."

Luo Cheng shuddered suddenly, and then realized that he had just been hit.

He was shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only speak bravely.

"Old gentleman, isn't it appropriate to do this? I'm not a prisoner, so why use the Imperius Curse on me?"

"Haven't Albus told you who I am? You know it's very difficult to go through the back door."

The old man grinned, showing his empty teeth.