This was an abandoned country road.
If the information he had gathered was correct, there would be an abandoned industrial factory at the end of the road.
Once, this little path had been filled with busy residents rushing about. Now, it had been forgotten by time and swallowed by lush vegetation.
Cypher walked lightly along the road, doing his best to take in the traces of human life on either side.
His Dragon Eyes opened, and his right hand rested at his waist, ready at any moment to draw the Katana freshly forged days ago from the Undetectable Extension Charm Pouch at his waist.
If his deduction was correct, there was a small chance that an extremely powerful yet unknown dark wizard was hiding here.
The remaining possibility was an unexpected existence.
Muggles!
Not long ago, Cypher had learned from Hamari Lars that the adults of this wizarding school had vanished for unknown reasons some days earlier.
The only thing that could be confirmed was that they had all disappeared outside the theater.
That gave Cypher a direction for his investigation.
It was not that the theater, filled with dirty dealings, was not worth suspecting. It was simply that, on the surface, there was currently nothing seriously wrong with it, while the clues all pointed toward the town.
Since the adults had all vanished mysteriously, and Hamari Lars and the others had never left the theater either.
Cypher pressed them about how they had contacted Hogwarts.
Hamari Lars spread his hands, wearing a helpless expression.
He said that the token had already been used, so it was gone.
As for how they had obtained the token.
That was another story...
Simply put, one of Hamari Lars's sworn older brothers had been young and hot-blooded, unwilling to settle for an ordinary