Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 803: Unknown old things

As one of the two main parties to this dispute, there is of course a follow-up to the story of Mallor. But don't worry, let's drag the progress bar forward a bit to bring the time back to before noon that day.

Compared with the ridiculous family meeting of the Augustine family, the situation on the Witt family's side is much more serious.

"...Well, since people say so, how can we let others down? Huh, does he really think that he can fight a family on his own?"

"Even if his surname is Diher, I don't mind letting him understand how the Diher family was completely overthrown!"

The head of the Werther family and Dumbledore were born at about the same age, and are now very old. However, as a wizard, age is usually a symbol of strength. Coupled with a family like the Witt family, which is based on magic research, once it happens, it is not comparable to the Augustine family.

From the fact that Witt’s old Patriarch still remains in the position of Patriarch, it can be seen that this old wizard with white beard and white hair has the ability to impress everyone in the family.

"Barnes, you go to write a letter to write clearly the attitude of my Werther family to recapture Charlotte Werther. Although an unsatisfied family junior is nothing to us, but his Maca ·Since McLean dared to provoke personally, how can we not respond as a big family should?"

In the study, the old Patriarch opened his eyes slightly, and the sharpness in his eyes was looming. After a slight pause, he added gently:

"Go! After this letter is written, it will be sent directly to that McLean...This will be the ultimatum given to him by our Werther family!"

Bano, the butler, stood by the desk, listening quietly, then nodded deeply.

Although the old Patriarch did not express his determination too bluntly, Barno can clearly feel the implications of it.

"Ok, I will go now."

After hearing this, the old Patriarch just nodded slightly and closed his eyes again. He leaned indifferently on the back of the chair, as if the incident this morning failed to leave a ripple in his plain heart.

However, it is not without reason that this old Witte Patriarch is so indifferent now.

After the Butler Barnes left the study, he silently closed the door, but the inner door on the side of the desk opened.

After that, a figure that looked quite familiar came out suddenly.

"Mr. Witt, are you really going to stand on the opposite side of that Maca McLean?"

The old Patriarch sitting behind the desk heard the sound and didn't open his eyes. He just twitched the corners of his mouth insignificantly.

"It only depends on whether he is willing to hand over my granddaughter after receiving the letter." He slowly said, "The right to choose, I have already handed over to him."

The man shook his head when he heard what the old Patriarch said.

"Oh, but this choice, I actually prefer it to our side."

However, the old Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of icy eyes pierced towards the side door.

"Hmph, what I want to do is my freedom." He stared at the other side coldly, "Mr. Asaph, all you need to do is just sit down and appreciate it..."

"...Remember what I said before? I will put what you want in front of you. This is the reward you deserve. As for the process, you don’t need and don’t want it. Come and interfere!"

The voice of Witt’s old Patriarch is a bit low, and there is also a kind of relaxation that is unique to the elderly. But no matter how old this old man is, the oppressive force in these words is still as strong as a mountain, and the pressure on his heart increases sharply.

It was also a deal with a large ancient wizard family, and the load on Asaph was much greater than that on Miriam.

"Okay, okay!" He raised his hands quickly and said helplessly, "Old Mr. Witte, do whatever you want, I won't be talking nonsense."

"Don't worry..." The old Patriarch's face suddenly eased, but he saw him drooping his eyelids again, and slowly soothed, "Since Mr. Asa can trust me, give me something like that first. Then I have to be worthy of your trust. I will let you know that our Werther family is worthy of trust."

Asaph twisted the hood of the black robe, and curled his lips silently-worthy of a believable? If it wasn't for this old man who wanted him to continue to bring out more "trade items", could he still stand here and talk to each other as equals?

Of course, for the current Asaph, these are already secondary.

"I will wait and see," he nodded slightly, "Moreover, as long as this transaction is successfully completed, our'boss' will definitely continue to cooperate with your family...Then, I will leave for now."

However, before Assad even spoke, he heard a soft "click" from the door of the study room. Asaph was immediately alert, and immediately took two steps back, hurriedly backing back to the interior of the study.

When he pulled the doorknob to close the door silently, the door to the corridor outside the study was also pushed open at the same time.

"Who? Why don't you knock...Bano?"

The old patron frowned slightly, and was about to question, only to see that it was the housekeeper who had just left. He and Barno knew each other well, so he couldn't help but withdraw the scolding from his lips.

It’s just that Ribano is the most ethical person on weekdays. This time he broke into the study without knocking on the door. It’s not normal to think about it.

Could it be that something urgent happened?

But just as the old Barno closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards him at a leisurely pace, the old owner finally stood up with a shot of the desk.

"You are not Barnes & Noble! Who are you?"

While speaking, Old Werther moved as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he drew his wand and pointed it at the visitor. Just looking at his neat figure, he didn't look like an elderly white-bearded old man.

"Om——"

A wave of non-essential waves spread from the tip of the rod, and what followed was a powerful soul magic. Such a method of directly attacking the enemy's soul is naturally not Maca's patent, and it is also a masterpiece of the Werther family!

It's a pity that this soul shock, which is so threatening for ordinary wizards, is probably the wrong opponent.

Yes, the general characteristic of soul magic is extremely fast, and when used at close range, it will even make the opponent too late to react.

On the other hand, as long as the opponent has the ability to block, the spellcaster will inevitably suffer backlash.

In just an instant, the old Patriarch felt the sky spin in front of him, and his whole body was numb. If he hadn't used his real strength just now, the soul shock that was returned was enough to make him fall to the ground on the spot.

"Whether the soul magic of the Werther family has been passed down... Compared with my current understanding, does it seem a little different?"

"Old Barno" was talking casually, but suddenly saw his eyebrows frown, and then as if tired, he raised his left hand and rubbed his temple.

"Well...this body is really bad, even the boy's before is better than this."

After murmuring casually, he raised his eyes and glanced at the old Patriarch Vitt who was opposite.

It can be seen that the old Patriarch has already escaped from the backlash state. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the palm of his hand holding the wand was still stable.

Obviously, he generally maintained a calm commensurate with his strength.

It's just that the secret guard in that expression is already ready to come out.

"Why is it so serious?"

"Old Barno" spread out his hands, and didn't care about the look of old Witt, ready to go, and took two steps to sit down on the sofa next to him.

"Sit down, too! There is no need to be so restrained. I'm just here to confirm something..." He let his body sink into the soft sofa, seeming to relax his muscles.

Still standing behind the desk, the old Werther held the table lightly with one hand, staring at the other person in a daze for a long time, and finally sat back on the chair silently~IndoMTL.com~ The other party resisted the impact of the soul just now. At that time, he didn't even move. This was a situation that Old Witt had never imagined since he learned the soul magic inherited from the family.

Looking at the familiar face that belonged to Barno, the old Patriarch had to shook his head secretly in his heart.

"This... sir?" Old Werther found that he could not even confirm the gender of the other party. "You came to me by occupying Barno's body, what do you want to'confirm'?"

"Um..." The other party groaned slightly, and then waved his hand. "There was only one thing, but when you just said a funny'hello' to me, it became two Pieces—"

"Tell me, since your Werther family still retains the inheritance of flexible magic, why not fight for a better position in the current magic world? If you want to, obviously you can do that anytime, right?"

The old Patriarch Werther heard the words and couldn't help but froze.

Could it be said that this strongman who ran out of nowhere does not belong to any ancient wizard family? Otherwise, how could he ask such a thing?

"This..." Old Witt paused and hesitated, "You don't know?"

"Huh? Should I know?" The other party said nonchalantly, "You just say it, or do you want me to "please" you before you say it?"

"Uh," the old Patriarch rubbed the wand in his hand, and then slowly said, "If you don't know, the reason for this is a bit longer..."

After that, the old Patriarch will gently talk about something old. Although he has not experienced it himself, this is something that every ancient wizard family knows.

But he didn't know that a certain protagonist in that incident was actually in front of him.

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