"Fuck."
Lin Ze Wrap the cloak tightly and look around.
Snow.
Besides snow, it's still snow.
It's a silvery white piece with no trace of color.
Snow covered the ground, covered the roofs, and covered the rolling ridges in the distance.
Tromsø.
A small port city in the north of Norway.
He walked through ankle-deep snow for about ten minutes before he found a road that looked like the main street.
The buildings on both sides of the street are all made of wood and painted with dark red or dark yellow paint, which looks particularly eye-catching against the white snow.
The snow on the roof was as thick as a quilt, and thin white smoke was rising from the chimneys of several houses.
There are no people on the street.
Occasionally, one or two tightly wrapped pedestrians hurried past, heads lowered, not looking at anyone.
Lin Ze Walking along the main street, when passing by a bakery, I almost couldn't help but push the door in.
It's not that I'm hungry, it's that the warm yellow light coming from that window is so damn tempting.
Through the glass, you can see a row of freshly baked brown bread placed behind the counter. They are steaming hot and are simply a beacon of civilization in this hellish place surrounded by ice and snow.
"Get down to business first." Lin Ze forced himself to look away from the bread and continue walking forward.
According to Mr. K's information, the warehouse where Karkaroff is hiding is near the port, and the port is at the northernmost end of Tromsø.
Lin Ze spent about twenty minutes walking through the entire town, his boots crunching on the snow.
The port is very deserted.
Several fishing boats were parked at the pier, with a thick layer of snow covering their hulls. It looked like no one had moved them for a long time.
There were a few pieces of broken ice floating on the sea, and when the sea breeze blew over, Lin Ze felt like a layer of his face was about to be scraped off.
He walked around the port twice and found several warehouses, but none of them looked like they were hiding people.
The snow in front of all the warehouse doors almost reached the door handles. It was obvious that no one had been there for a long time.
"This information dealer is not reliable." Lin Ze stopped for a while by the wall of an abandoned warehouse.
Just then, he noticed someone across the street.
To be precise, it's a girl.
She was huddled under the porch of a warehouse, leaning against the wooden wall, wrapped in a dirty gray blanket, the edges of which were frayed.
Her hair was light blond, but because it had not been washed for a long time, it became tangled and hung down on the side of her face.
His face was dirty and his facial features could not be seen clearly, only his eyes were bright.
There was a pottery bowl with a chipped mouth in front of her. There was nothing in the bowl.
Lin Ze stared at her for a while, then looked away.
There are so many poor people in this world, and he can't control them.
He is not a saint, he is just a passerby who has neither time nor obligation to pity a street kid.
He stamped his feet, turned around and walked towards the other side of the harbor.
After walking about seven or eight meters, he stopped.
It wasn't because he suddenly became kind-hearted, but because he felt something was wrong.
There is a very weak fluctuation of magic power.
Lin Ze turned his head suddenly and looked at the girl.
The girl still maintained the same position as before, curled up in the blanket and motionless.
Lin Ze narrowed his eyes.
He walked back and knelt down in front of the girl.
The girl raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were clear lake green.
She didn't speak, just looked at Lin Ze quietly. There was neither begging nor fear, only an indescribable calmness.
"What... did you just do?" Lin Ze asked in Norway.
Before coming here, he temporarily learned a few words of Norway. The pronunciation was probably the same as holding a potato in his mouth, but he could barely make it understandable.
The girl didn't speak.
"Are you a wizard?" Lin Ze changed to English.
This time the girl finally reacted. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she shook her head slightly.
"You're not a wizard?" Lin Ze stared at her.
The girl shook her head again.
Lin Ze stared at the dirty girl in front of him, his brows knitted together.
He looked at the girl.
The girl looked at him too.
She pointed at Lin Ze, then pointed at herself, drew a circle in the air, and finally stretched out two fingers and pinched them together, then pointed at Lin Ze again, and then pointed at herself.
"Are you mute?"
The girl shook her head again.
"Tsk... it's really troublesome. Since I can't speak, forget it. I don't have time to waste time with you here." Lin Ze stood up and patted the snow on his body.
But the girl suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Uh..."
Lin Ze looked down at the hand grabbing the corner of his clothes.
The fingers are very thin, with distinct joints, and dirt is embedded between the nails.
There is a shallow scar on the back of the hand.
The girl let go of her hand and started gesticulating again.
She moved very slowly, as if she was afraid that Lin Ze wouldn't understand.
First he pointed at Lin Ze, then at himself, then put his hands on his chest and rubbed each other, making a hug gesture.
Then he pointed to Lin Ze's pocket, then pointed to the empty bowl on the ground, and finally spread his hands and tilted his head to look at him.
"You want me to give you money?"
The girl shook her head.
"Then you want me to give you something to eat?"
The girl still shook her head.
"Then what do you want to do?" Lin Ze felt that he must be very stupid gesticulating with a mute.
The girl pointed at Lin Ze, then at herself, and then made a walking motion with two fingers in the air.
"You want to come with me?"
The girl nodded vigorously.
"No, I'm here to do some work and don't have time to take care of the kids."
"Where are your parents?" Lin Ze asked.
The girl's expression did not change, she just shook her head slightly.
"Dead?"
The girl didn't shake her head or nod, she just wrapped the blanket tighter around her body.
The blanket was so thin that light could pass through it, so in this weather it was no different than not being wrapped up.
Lin Ze Looking at this picture, I feel like cursing.
He felt in his pocket and found two oranges.
He peeled the orange and handed it to the girl.
The girl glanced at him and reached out to take the orange. She moved very gently, being careful not to touch Lin Ze.
But instead of eating, she stuffed the orange into her pocket.
Lin Ze looked at the girl putting the orange into her pocket and found it interesting.
"Do you still have family?"
The girl nodded, then pointed to the sky.
"Sorry, I really don't know what you are trying to do with me. I am not from here, and I can't take you away..."
"Oh, Shet! What are you going to do to our child! Shet!" A rough voice came, interrupting Lin Ze's words.
I saw a house not far away being violently pushed open, and three strong men rushed out of it. The strong man at the front was holding a shotgun in his hand.
"Huh?" Lin Ze looked at the three people rushing towards him in surprise.
Is this... a fairy dance?