Just as Old Charlie said, the car stopped in about fifteen minutes. However, due to the frequent space jumps of this car, Avada could not figure out where this place was and how far it was from London. However, if he refers to the speed of the Knight Bus, he is probably in the north-central part of England now.
They are now parked next to a small house in a wide grassland. Looking out of the car window, what comes into view is a large piece of flat green land, which in the distance, like waves, has experienced several ups and downs and intersects with the clear blue sky. There are a few thick white clouds scattered in the sky, very low, and every cloud pattern on it is clearly visible, as if you can touch it with your hand.
And the small house with white walls and gray roof stands alone in this beautiful grassland, with only a small road extending out to connect to the distant highway. There is a paved open space next to it, and their car is parked on it at the moment.
Old Charlie got out of the car first and opened the door, inviting Avada and Baron out. As the car door opened, Avada felt a moist breeze blowing on his face, with a pleasant smell of grass.
"The environment here is really nice." He exclaimed sincerely.
"Of course."
Baron smiled and said, "It's beautiful, quiet, and far away from people. To be honest, the Muggle-repelling spell here has hardly been used many times. We can also ride brooms, camp, and walk our cruppies freely on the grassland..."
"Master, let's go in."
At this time, Old Charlie had taken Avada's luggage out of the trunk, and then under Avada's curious gaze, his body shape changed. His hair disappeared, his ears lengthened, his eyes became larger, and his skin gradually turned gray-brown, from a short old man to an even shorter old house elf. Then he gently stroked his suit with his hand, and it immediately turned into a piece of cloth that seemed to be a bed sheet, which was wrapped around his body at this moment, and it looked very decent.
Then, he carried the luggage in one hand, took out the key with the other hand, opened the door of the cabin, and walked in.
Avada saw at a glance that there was a strange spatial structure hidden in this room, and knew that the residence of a pure-blood noble would definitely not be so simple, so he followed Charlie and Baron in without saying a word - this room was not even as big as the Burrow in the movie.
Although the furnishings in the room were spotless, they were a little too simple and hardly looked like they could be lived in. In addition to a table and a few chairs, there was nothing else.
"I'm Charlie."
The old elf stood in the middle of the room and said to someone, "I'm back with Master Baron and his guests."
After that, he walked straight to the other end of the room, where there was a closed back door. After drawing a few symbols on the door panel with his fingers, he turned around and said to Avada with a smile, "Welcome to Shafik Manor, Mr. Ken."
Then he gently turned the handle and pushed open the back door. The scene that was revealed afterwards stunned Avada:
There was still a large grassland behind the cottage. There was a car parked on the stone floor closest to the house. It was the car that Avada had just taken. Then a wide stone road extended out, leading directly into a magnificent and vast manor that Avada had never seen in his past or present life.
Following the direction of the stone road, the first thing that came into view was a magic fountain. The mist formed by the water spraying into the sky did not reflect a rainbow, but floating stars. It was surrounded by exquisite stone statues and rows of neatly planted trees.
Behind the fountain stood a courtyard. Although it was not huge compared to the entire manor, the exquisite decoration inside directly distinguished it from the outside world - flowers, pavilions, open-air tables and chairs, pools with various exotic fish swimming... and the exquisite marble villa in the center of the courtyard was naturally the residence of the Shafik family.
"My God, this is really..."
Avada couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice. Fortunately, he had seen Hogwarts Castle before, so he didn't lose his composure on the spot.
"Okay, let's go."
Baron observed Avada's reaction with interest for a while, then pulled him to the door of the mansion, knocked on it, and then took two steps back.
Click.
There was a slight sound behind the door, and then the two door panels slowly slid outwards, behind which was a corridor covered with crimson carpets and several oil paintings hanging on the walls. Baron led Avada through the corridor (the carpet seemed to have the function of cleaning the soles of shoes, so there was no need to change shoes) and entered the grand reception room. There were two people sitting there, who seemed to be chatting just now. When they heard the footsteps, they turned around and looked at the two people with a smile.
"Baron, are you back?"
The burly middle-aged man spoke first, then he looked at Avada beside him, stood up and walked over: "You must be Ken, hello, Baron has mentioned you a lot these days."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Shafik." Seeing Mr. Shafik extending his hand, Avada also extended his hand to shake hands with him, and then bowed to the hostess beside him.
"I am Johnson Shafik, and this is my wife, Joan." Mr. Shafik introduced himself, and then looked at Avada curiously: "Excuse me, what is your full name?"
"Baron always calls you Ken. When I asked about your full name, he didn't tell me, saying that Headmaster Dumbledore asked you to keep it secret?"
"Ahem..."
Avada tried his best to organize his words, fearing that as soon as he said his name, he would be knocked to the ground by the invisible house-elf next to him.
"The spell of the Killing Curse."
"What?"
"My name is the spell of the Killing Curse, and 'Ken' is cut from the second spell."
The Shafiks looked at each other in confusion, then looked at Baron with questioning eyes, and then became more confused when they saw Baron nodded.
"The spell of the Killing Curse?" Mr. Shafik asked tentatively: "The one of Ava...?"
"Yes."
"Your name is A...Va...Da, and your last name is Kendavia?"
"That's right."
"Who gave you this name?"
"It's the Department of Mysteries..."
So Avada could only repeat the Department of Mysteries's tricks again, so that after speaking, Avada held his forehead with one hand, and Baron beside him tried hard to hold back his laughter. The Shafiks looked at each other in silence.
When they first heard that Avada's real name was asked to be concealed by Dumbledore, they thought he might be a descendant of a foreign pure-blood noble, or the heir of a sensitive big shot, and the so-called Muggle-born was just a cover. Considering Dumbledore's identity, they all speculated whether the surname of this "Ken" was Grindelwald.
In the end, the truth seemed to be more bland than they imagined, but also more exciting...
"Oh, by the way, since your name is this... then are you going to meet Harry Potter at the beginning of the school year?"
Mr. Shafik suddenly thought of something, and then his eyes gradually became strange when he looked at Avada.
Avada:
This joke is not going to work, right? !
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