Chapter 995 The

The tourist attractions that wizards like are a little bit weird, such as the zombie trail of the horror tour, or the most popular Harry Potter's salvation tour, it seems that a little thrilling and weird will appeal to tourists.

If Palodo Village is seriously developed, perhaps the entrance to hell can become popular, but the locals don't like to be disturbed, and it's hard to imagine what they rely on for their livelihood.

While exploring the terrain of the mountain village, they found a warning sign that they were about to enter someone else's truffle field.

The main producing areas of black truffles are the foothills of France and the northwest of the Piedmont region of Italy. Every year, truffles start to grow rapidly during the rainy season in August. In winter, truffles stop growing and begin to mature and turn black, releasing a unique fragrance. The ripening period is maintained until March of the next year, and the most delicious season is undoubtedly the next January, when they just missed the truffle picking season.

Black truffles must live symbiotically with the roots of oak trees. Looking around Pomona, there are indeed many oak trees on the mountain.

There are fewer and fewer wild truffles in nature, corresponding to the increasing market demand, the UK is also trying to cultivate truffles, but this fungus has high requirements on the environment and it is not so easy to survive. With this Truffle field The locals of Palodo have a field of gold, no wonder they can live in such a secluded place.

The truffles produced in Perigord in southwestern France are called "black diamonds". This is not only because of the rich and unique fragrance of Perigord black truffles, but also because of its high price.

People who collect truffles are called "truffle hunters", and each truffle hunter has a family treasure map, which records the location, time and size of truffles found by their parents. Now truffle hunters need to apply for a special license, and it is illegal to pick truffles from other people's territory without permission.

But although there are warning signs in this truffle field, it is not like the Muggle banishing spell cast near the tiankeng.

Pomona thought for a moment, then started to look for any missing truffles in the forest, while Severus stayed where he was and pitched his tent.

It is absolutely impossible to rely on her own nose alone. Fortunately, she has a supersensory spell, and her sense of smell has become sensitive. The way truffles reproduce is to emit a forest-like damp smell with a scent of dried fruit, so as to lure small animals to come to look for it. organisms, carrying the spores elsewhere for reproduction.

At this moment, she couldn't find a well-trained truffle dog or pig, who else could she rely on?

Maybe she was lucky, she found a small piece of black truffle the size of a peanut under an oak tree not long after she had gone

"The sauce for the shredded barbecue is here."

She said happily, and was about to walk back when she heard a child laughing.

She followed the sound and saw a girl in white clothes with fiery red hair flashing past in the forest. She looked very much like Lily when she first entered school.

People with ghosts in their hearts will always feel guilty for no reason.

Yes, Pomona robbed Lily's "knight", but Lily herself was married to James Potter.

She has no shortage of knight protection, although "Knight" James is helpless when facing the Dark Lord.

"Who's there!" she asked suspiciously, and walked slowly toward the oak tree where the girl had disappeared.

There was nothing behind the tree, as if she had just hallucinated.

Pomona was about to quicken her pace to leave when another child's laughter came, the same little girl with red hair and a white dress.

"Come out!" She took out her wand, posing the dean's majesty and threat.

This trick works especially well against Hufflepuff's girls.

However, when she went around, there was still no one behind the tree. Just as she was thinking wildly, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small wooden house out of the corner of her eye.

This wooden house was different from the brick houses in the village of Palodo. She hesitated for a while, but decided to go and find out.

The doors and windows of the wooden house were closed, and the windows were not equipped with glass, but wooden shutters. She peeped in through the gap, and it was dark inside in broad daylight.

"Alahoo Cave." She cast a spell on the door, and it was easy to push the door in. There was a musty and spoiled smell inside, which made her sneeze.

"Fluorescent flickering!"

With the light at the end of the wand, she began to look at the wooden house. There were a lot of climbing supplies here, and there were also many empty wine bottles. The bedroom was messy, and the sheets were so dirty that they couldn't see their original color.

Such an environment would inevitably be visited by rats, but what surprised Pomona the most was the "study room".

No matter what this room was originally used for, it has been filled with books and various materials. The thin hemp rope hangs in the air like a spider web, and there are not clothes hanging under the rope, but many manuscripts.

The most eye-catching one is the one in the middle.

It looks like a nut covered with "threads", but the threads are marked in two colors, one circle is large and the circle is small, and there are "channel" links in some places.

At the bottom of the "nut" is an altar, or something like that, which reminds Pomona of what the bartender called a "sinkhole," and perhaps this altar is the entrance to hell.

It would be amazing if it was a naturally formed terrain, and she believed it was artificially excavated.

The rocks in the Alps are extremely hard. Even if she didn't see the real thing, she could still imagine that it was a huge project.

"I know this place." Voldemort said suddenly at this moment.

"You know?" Pomona exclaimed.

"I read in a book that there were a lot of giants in the 15th century compared to now, so giant hunters like Gifford Ollerton were needed to limit the number of giants, protect the human world, and avoid humans. Some giants hid deep in the mountains and made caves habitable, and one of them looked like this."

"Oh." Pomona didn't expect that Voldemort would bother to remember this.

"Later, a wizard took a fancy to this place, and he turned it into a backyard for 'pets'. Do you know Crispin Kronk?"

"The one who insisted on raising sphinxes in his backyard and was finally imprisoned in Azkaban?"

"The 'pet' raised by the wizard is not as cute as the Sphinx. He likes to do hybrid experiments like the half-giant Hagrid. He made a five-legged monster and a poisonous leopard give birth to a hybrid creature."

"Is he crazy?" Pomona said tremblingly.

The five-legged monster is the creature represented by "5" in the rune. It is an extremely dangerous carnivore and is very interested in humans, but it only exists in the northernmost island of Deria in Scotland. For safety reasons, this island has become not marked on the map.

Native to East Africa, the leopard is perhaps one of the most dangerous animals. Its breath contains a poisonous gas that can easily kill a village. The gas is effective against wizards and Muggles alike. It is huge in size, but it moves silently. It is said that it takes hundreds of skilled hands to tame it. In modern times, it has become an endangered species. Newt raised one. Fortunately, it did not escape when he was in New York that time.

"No one believes that he really cultivated this kind of monster. I only read about it in books."

"What's the name of that wizard?"

"You won't believe it," said Voldemort slowly. "At least we know what we're dealing with."

"Is that dead demon the wizard or the hybrid monster?"

"how could I know?"

Pomona looked at the map, used the Copying Charm to make a copy, rolled it up and put it in her bag.

Although she didn't know who drew the map, or whether it was a tiankeng, it was still a clue.

Then she left this eerie wooden house.

Even if the "devil is dead", this forest and this village are weird enough, she really can't imagine how the residents here feel when the "devil" is still alive.

It's really not suitable to stay here for a long time, she can't wait to leave.

Perhaps, the locals were afraid to move to avoid retaliation by the black wizard.

And those expensive truffles have also become bait, attracting "truffle hunters" here, just like the lighthouse in Azkaban, deceiving the Muggle sailors lost in the storm to the land of destruction.