Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 807: The name of “despicable”

"Mr. Witt, have we finally met again?"

Standing at the door of the side hall, Maca looked at the old wizard with white beard standing in the front, and greeted casually.

There are a lot of people in the hall right now, all wearing long robes and holding magic wands, and the members of the front row are all pointing their wands directly at the location of Maca.

There is no doubt that as long as Maca shows hostility, it will usher in a large number of spells.

"Mr. McLean...or should I call you "Mr. Diher"?"

Old Werther didn't raise his staff on guard like other family members. He just hung his hands on his side and his eyes met Maca's scrutiny.

Obviously, the expressions of the two of them don't have too much hostility, but if there is a real sight, now I am afraid that there will be a dazzling fire between them.

"Actually, it's not impossible," Maca said with an indifferent shrug, "Is it "Dieher" or not, do you still care about it now?"

"Huh," Old Werther said with a light smile, "I don't care. Because I want to know who gave you the courage to not only break into my Werth family, but also destroy my family mansion without authorization. ?"

When Maca heard the words, he suddenly put away the sloppy face, in a serious and authentic manner:

"This is a good question, because I'm just about to ask you a question," he paused, "Mr. Witte, I want to know now, has the'Despicable Helbo' already here? You have to Understand, the'guts' that I came to'interrupt' without saying hello this time were given to me by him."

Hearing the name "Despicable Helbo", no matter how deep the old Witte City Mansion was, his eyes flashed suddenly.

You know, he was talking face to face with the person with that name just now!

Fortunately, not overly expressing inner fluctuations, this is the ability that a good leader must possess. Under Maca's uninterrupted gaze, Old Werther did not appear more abnormal.

"Despicable Helbo?" He said indifferently, "Isn't that the dark wizard who was wiped out by Mr. Salazar Slytherin a thousand years ago? How can people who have died appear again? It is even more nonsense for our Werther family--"

"If you only use this kind of reason to prevaricate my question," the old family owner frowned slightly, "It's a pity that you are less and less good at making excuses than you were a few years ago. ."

However, when Maca on the other side saw this, he nodded to himself.

"So that's it, have you already been here?"

He muttered to himself in a volume that most people in the room could hear.

"Unexpectedly, this Haierbo followed the road as soon as he smelled it...Is his nose better than Hagrid's teeth?"

While making such a mockery, Maca's gaze swept across the side hall, and her sensing ability was also used. But no matter how he observed, he didn't find the slightest change.

Also, how can you find that guy just by such naive means?

"But, try it at no cost." He smiled casually and muttered to himself.

However, the big fish Haierbo did not get out, but instead blew up a group of unknown salted fish.

Those members of the Werther family listened to him as if they were talking to themselves, no matter whether they understood the content or not, at least the irony in the tone was real.

At this moment, a magic wand of various textures and materials protruded out, and all pointed towards Maca. Seeing the momentum, it would take Old Werther to wave his hand and dozens of spells to go straight to Maca.

Unfortunately, the old Witt, who was the commander tower, couldn't get excited.

He knew that Helbo might not be out of the crowd at this moment. If Maca finds something wrong, the Werther family will have to face the pressure of the International Wizarding Federation.

Yes, as far as Charlotte's case, they may have some reason. But if someone finds that there is an intersection with Helbo, even if it is just some rumors, they will not be able to bear it.

"Well, presumably, Mr. Witte, you won't admit this," Maca suddenly said, "It's okay! I only hope that your family can take the initiative to hand in the magic book "Abatel" first. Come out—"

"Do you know what stupid things you are saying?" When Old Witt heard this, he suddenly became angry, and he couldn't help but scolded, "Funny!"

But Maca waved his hand then, beckoning him not to worry.

"I haven't finished yet!" He calmly said, "You don't want to let me handle it. You can go directly to the Wizarding Federation, and let the Federation help your family temporarily protect..."

"In fact, the most important thing is the part about ‘Summoning’, isn’t it?"

Maka's words indirectly showed what he meant. Others may not understand, but the old Werther who is the head of the family can understand.

To put it bluntly, Maca is only worried about one thing-he thinks Haierbo will want to use the demon summoning and demon sacrifices in "Abatel" to obtain a powerful body to make himself resurrection.

Actually, as early as a thousand years ago, Helbo did this, but unfortunately there was a Godric Gryffindor with a protagonist template in that era!

But now, in this modern magic world where most wizards have never even heard of ancient summoning, the deterrence of those powerful and unknown ancient magic is simply unimaginable.

But, can the old Werther hand over the "Abatel" in the family?

His answer is-yes!

"In order to avoid suspicion, I can consider giving "Abatel" to the International Wizarding Federation. But before I talk about it, I must tell you another thing."

The old Patriarch suddenly calmed down again, with a serious expression on his face:

"In the past thousand years, our Werther family has not had any contact with the "despicable Helbo" in your mouth. And... are you sure that the most evil and powerful Helbo in history has not died? Has it appeared yet?"

If there is not enough evidence at hand, and the Werther family insists that they have never seen Helbo, Maca can't actually force the **** on their heads.

In order to maintain basic order, the world still pays attention to conclusive evidence after all.

"Well, about the current situation of Helbo, I have written to the International Wizarding Federation before I came. This is not a trivial matter, how can I talk nonsense here..."

"In that case, I will wait for the people from the Federation to come, and then have specific discussions with them." Old Witt said, his tone turned cold again, "...As for you, I don't think we have much to say. Yes. Leave the compensation for my family mansion, and then immediately go back and send my people back!"

When Maca saw the other party, he wanted to turn the question back to him. He just wanted to say something, but suddenly he was preempted by another voice.

"Witt, if you want me to see... you don't have to."

When hearing this sentence, other members of the Werther family were surprised, seeming to be wondering who actually interrupted at this time. But at the same time, the faces of Maca and the old Patriarch suddenly changed.

Maca's expression looked a little surprised, while Old Witt's appearance was more like "terrified".

"You--"

As soon as the words of the old Patriarch Werther took his head, he was interrupted by the voice again.

"Maca McLean, we meet again."

This is what Maca said to the old Witt at the beginning. Unexpectedly, it was not long after this, but he heard this sentence and said it from someone else's mouth.

"Hailbo, why are you willing to come out?" Maca raised his head and looked in the direction of the corridor from afar, "I thought you would get in the crowd until I got out by myself!"

"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Immediately, in a slight sneer, the slightly old figure separated from the crowd and walked out. It was still Barno, the steward of the Werther family, yes, at least the body belonged to him.

"McLean, aren't you very wise? Then you might as well have a guess, why did I choose to take the initiative to show my identity?"

Old Barno’s face has a lightness. Although it seems that the action is a little slow, the two strongest people present-Maca and Old Werther~ IndoMTL.com~ I am afraid I dare not underestimate it. It's half a point.

"You asked me?" Maca twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "How do I know?"

After that, he glanced at Old Witt suddenly, his eyes seemed to have something special.

"You actually want to borrow my mouth to ask him, right?"

Seeing Maca's unexplained gaze flicking toward him, a faint of coolness appeared behind the old Patriarch Werther. He soon realized that Maca was right-Helbo was just forcing him.

If it were to be more complete, it would be that Helbo wanted to completely cut off the back of their Werther family. After Haierbo's appearance, they had no choice but to follow Haierbo.

"You are really smart," Haierbo twisted the short beard on his chin, and said expressionlessly, "Witt, don't blame me. Who told you that this Maca McLean in front of you is too--excellent What? In order to ensure that I can enjoy the world better, your presence is essential."

While intimidating seemingly casually speaking, Haierbo's eyes flowed slightly, scanning Maca back and forth. But in his heart, more is thinking about another thing.

If there is anything in this world that he least wants to see, it must be the sharp sword of Gryffindor back then.

If the thing is used properly, the power is amazing. Even if he can continue to resurrect, he will die if nothing happens.

And not long ago, Helbo, who was in Harry's body, discovered that the thing was still in Hogwarts! And it seems that Harry Potter can at least hold it in his hand!

"Witt," Halbo let go of his thoughts and suddenly urged, "Tell me your answer!"

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