Chapter 93 093. Confrontation in the Wilderness of Maidstone
More than an hour later, Scott got off the train in Maidstone.
He passed through several streets of the town and came to the Medway River that passed through the town.
Walking in front of the Archbishop's Palace and the Holy Church, which stood by the river, Scott walked slowly along the river to a remote place step by step.
The snow has stopped.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the town.
Finally he walked into a forest and left a trail of footprints on the untouched snow.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and spoke to the air, "Aren't you coming out yet? Once here, although the voice and shape can be hidden with magic, the footprints cannot be hidden."
"ah!"
With a scream, a house elf that looked a little old appeared.
It squatted on a stone pillar outside the woods.
"You found me! You actually found me!" It grabbed its two big ears hard.
"So..." it widened its round eyes and pointed at Scott with trembling fingers like dead branches, "This, this is not your home either!"
"Of course this is not my home, and Muggles don't like living in such remote woods."
Scott raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
"Besides, I won't bring anything with bad intentions back to my home."
"ah!"
The house elf grabbed his ears again and screamed loudly.
"Failed! The mission given to Parker by the master failed!"
He knelt down on the stone pier and pulled hard on his ears with both hands.
"I'm sorry! Master! Parker didn't find that little mudblood's home!"
It screamed hysterically, and the white hair on its ears was pulled out by itself.
"Owner!"
It gave Scott a vicious look, snapped its fingers, and disappeared in front of Scott's eyes with a loud cracking sound.
Scott stood there without moving.
Two seconds later, another explosion sounded.
The house elf who called himself Palk appeared on the spot pulling a girl.
Scott squinted at the girl.
She was wrapped in a black robe, with a wide hood covering most of her face, revealing only her bloodless lips, sharp chin, and a few strands of golden hair.
Although the girl has lost a lot of weight, Scott recognizes her magic——
Jasmine Travers.
"Who are you?" Scott asked pretending to be confused, "Is this your house elf? Why did it keep following me just now?"
"snort."
The girl snorted coldly and pulled her hand out of Parker's hand.
Then, she took off the black cashmere glove on that hand and threw it to the ground.
Parker immediately lowered his head, his big ears twitched, and he shrank in fear.
"Stop pretending, Trollope."
The girl raised her hand and grabbed her hood.
Scott noticed that she was actually wearing a layer of gloves on that hand.
"I know you," she said. "You must know who I am!"
After saying that, she lifted her hood.
Scott couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
This time he didn't pretend, he was really surprised——
The girl's appearance is indeed completely different from before.
No matter what Travers' personality was in the past, at least his appearance was extremely delicate.
but now……
Although her facial features have not changed.
But her sunken cheeks, dry and frizzy hair, and the anger that could no longer be hidden in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows... had destroyed her beauty to the greatest extent.
"This lady..." Scott shook his head, "Sorry, I really don't know you."
As he said that, he looked at her a few more times and asked, "Are you also a student of Hogwarts?"
"very good!"
Travers burst into a high-pitched laugh.
"You're fine, Trollope! Damn Mudblood!"
"It seems you are a Slytherin?"
Scott's face turned cold and he stared at her unkindly.
"Are you here to trouble me? Could it be that you are Strelna's sister?" he asked again.
When Travers heard this, the expression on his face was almost distorted.
She seemed to be greatly insulted, "You clearly know who I am, Mudblood!"
Scott did not answer her words, but continued to ask: "You want to seek revenge from me for your brother? Just because of a wizard duel at a school event?"
Travers couldn't help but take several deep breaths after hearing this.
She clenched her fists tightly and stared at Scott with her eyes, which seemed to be quenched with poison.
"Shut up, little mudblood!"
Parker screamed, pointing his finger at Scott and yelling.
"My master is the only heir to the noble Travers family! He has nothing to do with the downtrodden Strelna family!"
Scott's eyes turned cold.
"Travers?" He sneered, "So it's you."
Before the girl could speak, he continued: "Jacob said you would take revenge on me. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect you would really do this."
He sighed.
"You sent the house elf to find my home, do you want to threaten me with my family like you did with Jacob?"
Travers was silent, just looking at him with those hateful eyes.
Scott didn't take it seriously and continued: "I remember you left school because you were sick? You should be at St. Mungo's now."
"Sick?" Travers sneered again, "That's because you used dirty means to sneak attack us, me and Morgan, and Caitlin!"
"What are you talking about?"
Scott's face was full of surprise, as if he had heard something out of the blue.
"You want to make trouble for me, Travers." He shook his head, "But you don't have to find such an excuse. It's not as good as your last statement, saying that you can't stand my eyes."
Travers said impatiently: "Trollope, there is no one else here, you don't have to pretend to be disgustingly innocent in front of me!"
Scott shook his head, "I don't know what you are talking about, Travers."
He is not stupid, so he will not admit what he did secretly in any way.
What if the other party has some means to record it?
At this time, Travers seemed to have run out of patience.
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it!"
Her pale face has turned red because of anger.
But she tried to calm down again, pretending to be high and mighty and everything was under control.
"I'll just assume it was you who did it." She smiled sarcastically, "You don't have to pretend, just think about what will happen to you!"
But Scott didn't panic, he asked calmly: "We are all underage wizards, if we use magic here, we will be monitored by the Ministry of Magic."
"Of course, don't worry, Trollope."
Travers said with a smile.
"We have a long history of pure-blood wizard families, and we have many things that you mudbloods can't imagine."
She ordered the house elf, "Park!"
"Yes, Master!"
Park jumped off the stone pier, took out a white bone with carved patterns from his arms, and inserted it into the ground with force.
In an instant, Scott sensed a wave of obscure magic power spreading out from the white bone.
"This is a magic item, and its name is called 'Severed Arm Bone'."
Travers said to Scott in a boastful tone.
"Guess, Trollope, what it does?"
"It can cut off the traces on us and the Ministry of Magic's surveillance?" Scott asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"You're right." Travers said proudly, "It can cut off some contract magic within a limited range, including traces."
Scott felt his heartbeat speeding up.
That was the feeling of heartbeat.
"Although it can only cut off for ten minutes, it's enough."
Travers continued.
"Although you beat the seventh-year Strillner, you are stronger than I thought. But under the siege of me and Parker, you can't survive."
She raised her wand at Scott, and suddenly a very sick smile appeared on her face.
"Look carefully, you are quite handsome, Trollope."
She looked at him with the eyes of looking at a toy.
"It's a pity that the Muggle blood in your body is too smelly."
She said word by word.
"But it doesn't matter, I will drain your blood and make you a perfect decoration and put it in my manor."
Scott sighed.
"Little girls nowadays are so scary."
He reached out and took out the spare wand, and asked as if to confirm: "Are you sure you are really only 11 years old, and not an adult half-blood fairy?"
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