Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 814: Gathered at the Witt House

"Asaph! Master Augustine! Here--"

When Maca had just sneaked into the Witt family mansion and was asking about the entrance to the secret room, Miriam seemed to have found a way to enter the underground black market.

At this moment, she took the lead and turned into a shabby Muggle shopping street. I saw her pair of slender legs alternate quickly, and she felt that she couldn't keep up with Mallio behind her several times.

However, under this kind of concentration on the road, Miriam was still able to speak calmly.

"Just now I saw a wizard coming out at the entrance of the antique shop in front, and several people in a row...so I went over and asked. They said that it was a passage made by the family in the past, although the family was completely It fell, but the channel was preserved..."

"Are there many people who know that passage?" Asaah on the side followed Miriam effortlessly and asked casually.

"No, there are only a few..." Miriam shook her head and explained, "The other end of the aisle is in a warehouse on the black market. It has always been for private use."

Ma Leu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he heard the words.

"Since it's private... why did they tell you?"

But this question made Miriam couldn't help but want to sigh-this young master had too many gaps in the common sense of some ordinary people.

Think about it carefully, she still suffocated that breath. After all, to them, this Master Augustine still has a lot of use!

"Of course it is Jin Jialong!" She reluctantly said, "If you want to get from others, you must pay the corresponding price. Jin Jialong is the best reward... This world doesn't like Jin Jialong. It's hard to find!"

As the two hurriedly talked in tandem, Miriam suddenly stopped and waved.

"Here, right under the old street lamp, the spell is'Bab Anson's Little Top Hat.'"

At the moment, the sky is very dark, and the moonlight is not enough. In the shadow of the old low-rise buildings on both sides of the street, the night is particularly dense.

Correspondingly, those street lights that can only emit dim lights, sometimes flashing and dimming, show their extremely high sense of existence.

Even if this kind of street lights were placed on the streets where there were more people, they would have been replaced and banned long ago.

Milian brought Asaph and Augustine to the light. The old lampshade of the old street lamp made the light on the ground present a small circle, making the three of them just stand in the middle.

Maybe it's because it's still raining lightly at this time! Under the influence of rain and fog, the light of the street lamp is like a cover, covering them inside.

Looking at it from a distance, it's almost like a bad stage play is being staged here.

"It should be fine, let's recite the spell!"

As soon as the voice fell, Miriam read the curse silently in her heart. Immediately afterwards, Mario saw her figure suddenly fall down, and the whole person fell into the ground in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

Following Miriam was Asaph, and the time difference between the disappearance of the two was less than one second. When Mallor was able to recover, he found that he was the only one left here.

"Uh, what is the spell...Bab Anson's...little hat?"

As soon as he finished reading, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and the strong feeling of falling made him want to reach out and grab something. But before he could make any specific movements, he suddenly felt the real touch on the soles of his feet.

Then he bent his legs softly and sat down on the hard ground with a butt.

"Well, it is indeed in the underground black market..."

Neither Miriam nor Asaph paid attention to Mallor's embarrassment, especially the latter. As soon as Asaph appeared here, he immediately looked around, front and back, and quickly found a door behind a few piles of debris.

"Since this passage is correct, we have some freedom to advance and retreat." He closed the door again and said in a low voice, "Then... I will first understand the current situation of the black market, by the way. Make some preparations for the follow-up tasks."

"Aren't you going to the Witt family?"

Millian asked, but Asaph shook his head decisively.

"The boss said that the Witt family should come to me to show my value." He was talking, but he quickly twitched, "Okay! It's actually a'trade item'." Value... I'm not worth a few dollars."

"Okay, then you can go shopping around first!" Milian nodded slightly, "Our words...well, if you don't go, let's go first!"

"'We'?" Mallor who had just gotten up from the ground immediately asked in surprise, "You said before that I don't have to go to the Witt family today? And...is it appropriate to go now?"

When Miriam heard it, she smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It’s not that the situation has changed!" She said heartily, "Remember what I told you after we set the secrecy curse — we can help you master the family as soon as possible, and then you can It has changed to what you like."

Yes, if you have to say it, Mario doesn't hate his surname. What he was bored was actually the decadence and depression in this Augustine family.

The so-called "freedom" he is looking forward to includes "changing the pattern of the Augustine family".

It's just...

"However, all we can do is to'help'. If you want to be free, of course you need your own efforts to pursue it. And if you come forward to negotiate with the Werther family, you are taking freedom from your elders. The first step."

After Miriam said these words sincerely on her face, she leaned to the door and glanced out.

At this moment when he turned his back to Mallor, the "hearty" and "sincerity" that had just disappeared. Through the faint light outside the door, you can see that there is more on her face, but a slightly cold sigh.

It's a bit late, and to be honest, Mallor has already wondered more than once whether he should go home.

If he goes back too late and hasn't told him in advance, and doesn't mention what his father will say, at least his uncle, Director Herbert, will definitely ridicule.

After thinking about it this way, Mario was even more reluctant to go back.

Just as he was thinking about the bad things and feeling depressed again in his heart, Miriam closed the warehouse door again.

"Master Augustine, we can go...tonight we don’t have much to do. Apart from trying to finalize your marriage contract with Miss Charlotte Witt, all we have to do is chat. Remember, In the name of Mario Augustine, you have a good relationship with the Witt family."

As for the things Miriam said, it is obviously not difficult for Mallo, who has been educated by heirs since childhood, to understand. But it was the first time that he really had to talk to a great ancient wizard family by himself.

While feeling "freedom" vaguely, the pressure has obviously started to rise.

"Well, I understand."

Nodded rather hastily, and Miriam grabbed his sleeve and walked straight out.

Until this moment, Mario, who had been immersed in a complicated ideological struggle just now, realized that the companion named Asaph had already left.

Mallor was dragged away by Miriam, and tried his best to recall, only to reluctantly find a word from the chaotic memory.

"...It's not safe there. Be careful yourself."

Before leaving the warehouse, Asaph seemed to say so.

"When do you want me to hold you? Get up by yourself—"

"Oh, sorry!"

……

When Asaph was scurrying around the streets of the black market, and when Mallor and Miriam both went to the old house of the Witt family, Maca had already found the place of the old patron.

Except for the witch at the beginning, he has not alarmed anyone in this mansion.

As he expected, although the witch is also a member of the Werther family, the outer members are barely able to do so. Of course, even those of the Witt tribe who reside here may not know the location of the secret room.

So he simply sent the witch who was supposed to accompany Charlotte to the Augustine family and asked her to find a place to hide first.

As for Maca himself, he simply set his first goal on the old Patriarch~IndoMTL.com~ If the old Patriarch Witte has separated from Haierbo at this time, then he is equivalent to having one more out of thin air. Opportunity to instigate rebellion-even though he didn't think Haierbo would leave such a good opportunity to him.

But who knows...

"Is Helbo such a careless person?"

Back against the wall of the corridor, Maca sensed a familiar wave of magical power in a room.

That's the old patriarch of Witte, without a doubt.

"Since you think it’s like a trap, it’s better to just wait and see the changes... The guy in Helbo is nowhere to be seen now, and it’s not easy to find him. But if you think about it the other way around...the conditions for using Demon Summon It's definitely not low. He wants to get it out and let the Witt family do the preparatory work, that is indispensable."

After thinking about it like this, Maca in the invisible state can't help but frown.

"Well, I don't know what the so-called ‘devil’ is?"

The unknown is always the most terrifying, not to mention the "Devil Summoning Technique" is unclear in the ancient literature. Although Macadam is not afraid at the moment, he also feels a lot of threat from it.

And while he was in hiding and waiting for a turn for the better, Milian and Mario, who had a clear purpose, had already arrived in front of this huge mansion at this time.

"Go! Go and show your identity. From now on I will be just your entourage."

"Ah? How can this be—"

"What can I do? Is it possible for me to go?"

"No, I mean... ‘follow’?"

Millian was a little impatient when she heard it, she stretched out her hand and pushed Malleo, and waved her hand again and again to signal him to stop inking.

"Oh...okay!" Mallor took a breath, then took out his wand.

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