Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1193: A precursor to a nightmare

"Mr. McLean, I do have a very important thing to tell you. I wonder if I can trouble you to get in the car and talk about it?"

　　 "Huh?"

　　Although because of Charlotte, Maca is not wary of this Mr. Norman Witt. But the other party was always a member of the Witt family. Under the restraint and interference of the old Patriarch, who was obviously always a little unruly, Maca felt that he still had to maintain a certain degree of vigilance.

　　 Of course, it is not himself that he is worried about obviously, but Hermione, Luna and others who are standing behind him and looking at the carriage with curiosity.

　　 "Mr. Witte, I think you might choose to say it directly?"

　　 "Oh, this"

　　Norman can't help thinking about it hesitantly when he hears this. Perhaps because he noticed Maca's determination, which was completely different from his tone, he finally nodded helplessly.

　　 The next moment, I saw him turning his head slightly, and said to the old steward inside:

　　 "You can drive around the neighborhood for a while! After a while, you will come here to pick me up again."

　　 Having said that, Norman jumped out of the carriage and walked quickly to the front of Maca.

　　"Mr. McLean, this is really not a place to talk. The scene where I talk to you like this must not be seen by the wizards under Helbo."

　　Maca heard him say this, then nodded slightly:

　　 "I can understand, I have already met people from your family before, so I think your Witt family should have encountered some unexpected situation here!"

　　 As he said, he beckoned him to walk into the alley by the side of the road. When passing by the outer wall of a house in the alley, I saw him sticking out his staff and tapping on the wall. The brick wall suddenly trembled and began to deform, revealing a doorway for people to enter.

　　 After all six people, including Na Norman, walked in, the door that had just been transformed by the transformation technique quickly closed automatically.

　　 Right now, Maca is standing in the corner of the living room of this family, subconsciously looking up at the ceiling slightly. Obviously, he is sensing whether there is anyone upstairs.

　　 As for this not-so-large living room, he naturally knew that it was empty before he chose this house.

　　 "It seems that there should be no one upstairs," Maca paused for a while, then said, "Well, this Muggle may think that the fog is too weird, so he left London early. Right?"

　　 From what Maca had heard from Sirius, there were actually not many Muggles who left London this time. Otherwise, there will be no traffic jams on the roads outside.

　　 After saying a random sentence, Maca walked directly to the sofa to the side and sat down. The sofa was obviously a bit hard, but no matter what, it was better than standing up and talking.

　　"Mr. Witte, sit down too! I believe that this Muggle would not care if people come to sit on their sofas and back chairs. Of course, about the uninvited point, maybe they will be ignored. It's not that happy!"

　　 However, Norman didn't seem to feel anything about Maca's soothing wits.

　　 In fact, he has already become a mess in his heart now. It is only because of his calm personality and good self-cultivation since childhood that he has not shown too much impatience.

　　 When Hermione and the others also sat down in confusion, finding a place to sit down, Maca saw that Charlotte’s father didn’t even mean to find a chair for himself, and he stood directly in the middle of the living room. :

　　"Mr. McLean, did you just meet someone in our family? Well, maybe they have brought you some discomfort, but to be honest, they are actually involuntarily this time."

　　 "Of course, it doesn't matter what I want to tell you, it's the news that my father wants me to convey to you, so it doesn't matter much."

　　 "Really?"

　　Maca didn't know what Norman wanted to say, but it could be seen that there seemed to be a rather complicated emotion in the other party's heart.

　　 That seems to be a vague fear, but it may be mixed with a little hesitation.

　　 "Yes," Norman paused, then continued, "I think you should all be confused by the fog that has filled London. Well, I was actually the same as you at the beginning. Explain that even if the wizards who claimed to be apprentices of Helbo came to the family and explained that the mist was from Helbo himself, we also don’t know where it came from and what effect it had."

　　 "Didn't those guys say?" Maca raised an eyebrow.

　　 "I didn't say that maybe even they don't know it," Norman shook his head, and then said, "But after that, my father, who didn't talk to me for a long time, suddenly called me over. It was from his mouth that I understood what this weird and undispellable mist really means!"

　　 Hearing this, Maca suddenly had a bad feeling. He thought he might have guessed what Norman would say next.

　　 Just, is that possible? No, he felt that he must be thinking too much.

　　 But at the next moment, Maca heard Norman say:

　　"McLean, I think you should still remember Abatel, our family’s most important inheritance magic book. When Helbo first came to our Witt family, it was for that set of ancient scrolls. It was just because of us. The book owned by the family is not complete, especially the most critical summoning book, so in the end Helbo only left after getting clues."

　　 Obviously, Norman is actually inaccurate here. And this was probably only because his father tried to conceal that he had tried to get some benefits from Helbo, so he didn't tell him all the twists and turns in the process.

　　 But when Maca heard Norman's next sentence, he felt that the so-called "truths" that passed by, might not really be that important.

　　 just listened to the other party and then said in a deep voice:

　　" However, my father told me before that Haierbo may have collected all Abatel! Because based on his father’s knowledge of Abatel, he believed that these mists were most likely the result of Summoning Demon Art. Omen!"

　　 There was a moment of silence, and even Maca took a deep breath for his last words, which slowly suppressed the tremor in his heart.

　　 After staring at Norman silently for a while, he then slowly shook his head.

　　 "This is impossible."

　　Maca and the others, they have to leave that Muggle house before Norman.

　　 As the other party said, although the old Patriarch Werther is unwilling to follow Helbo, he does not dare to explicitly disobey the latter's order. Therefore, Norman was secretly entrusted by his father to come to communicate with Maca, which is definitely not for Helbo's men to discover.

　　 And just before Maca left, Norman also told him the situation of the old patron's intention to cooperate. Judging from the meaning expressed by Norman, the old Nawitt Patriarch seemed to be a little unwilling.

　　 After all, this set of ancient magic works of Abatyr was originally the inheritance of their Witt family, and it was only because of the betrayal of the family members that the ancient books were exodus.

　　 Not long ago, Veteran thought that the inheritance of the family could finally be restored. But I never knew that suddenly there was an ancient wizard Haierbo who came in and took away the remaining part of the house forcibly.

　　 Now, seeing that Haierbo might have already collected the entire book of Abatel, it would be good if Old Werther was not angry enough to return to the West on the spot.

　　 However, even though Maca had already guessed so many things about what Norman said, he still couldn't believe that this mist was the precursor of "Devil Summoning".

　　, you know, the person who had mastered the last part of the Abatel Summoning Summoning technique at the beginning, but destroyed his soul in front of him and died.

　　 What the other party did was to prevent Haierbo from forcibly flipping through his memory and obtaining any information the other party wanted.

　　 Is it possible that at that time old Eun’s self-sacrifice was meaningless? Because long before his soul died, Haierbo had already got the last few pages of content?

　　 Indeed, if this is the case, Haierbo's erratic whereabouts after that seems to be able to explain it. He was obviously doing a lot of complicated preparations to complete the summoning ritual.

　　 "Maca, that was Charlotte's father just now?"

　　Hermione followed him closely~IndoMTL.com~At first she didn't want to bother casually because of his thoughtful expression, but after a while, she couldn't help but whispered:

　　"And what is the demon summoning technique he said?"

　　 "Yeah!" Seeing Hermione's words, Ron couldn't help but said immediately, "Is there really a creature like a devil in this world? Isn't that magical creature that can only be found in legendary stories made by Muggles? "

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Hearing their questioning, Maca shook her head.

　　"Perhaps there is! As far as I know, ancient summoning is divided into two categories: spirit summoning and demon summoning, but I don’t know what the so-called demons actually exist. "

　　 Maybe it’s not what everyone thinks, and even the concept may be completely different. It's a pity that maybe only the ancient wizard from Helbo knew about it.

　　 "Anyway," Maca gave a wry smile and frowned, "What we can be sure of now is that it won't be a good thing!"

　　 To be honest, Maca suddenly feels a little weak now. Because he found that if what Norman said was true, he seemed to really not know what to do now.

　　 He really didn't know anything about that "devil summoning technique".

　　 And just as Maca frowned and walked with Hermione, Luna and the other four, without knowing it, the entrance to St. Mungo was already near.