harry potter book of crimes

Chapter 214 The Werther Family

"Mr. McClain, why did you come back so soon? Did you get any clues?"

In a corner not far from the alley just now, Maka fell back to the ground smoothly, and what greeted him was of course Tarino's inquiry.

"There are no clues, but there is a deposit receipt from Darkling Pavilion."

Maka raised the parchment in her hand. The seal of the Dark Spirit Pavilion and the amount of 7,000 gold galleons on it were very eye-catching.

"Did you really get back the golden galleons?" Tarino said in shock.

Maka shrugged after hearing this and said matter-of-factly: "Didn't I say it at the beginning? The main purpose this time is to 'eat the black' and find out clues about the werewolf."

"Uh...oh, okay..." Tarino said, unable to help but roll his eyes.

His employer doesn't look like an ordinary wizard who came to the black market for the first time - rather, he seems to be much more adaptable than himself in this chaotic and complex environment?

"Okay, I have a rough idea of ​​what's going on in the black market. Now we should split up." Maka changed her subject and shook the deposit receipt, "Do you want to share half of it with you?

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"Ahem...this..." Tarino stared at the seemingly thin but valuable parchment and swallowed, "Of course, of course...I understand..."

With so much Gold Galleons, even if they could only get half of it, it would still be enough for their team to complete several missions. Although the werewolf's stronghold was indeed not easy to find, but there was a large amount of Gold Galleons dangling in front of him, how could he not miss it?

Reason for taking it?

Looking at Tarino's back as he left happily, Maka couldn't help but sigh: "You really got money out of thin air, but you don't feel any sense of accomplishment when you spend it!"

Just as he was speaking, he shook his head slightly, "It's true that the more I live, the more I go back... How is this different from the me before? No, it seems to be even more boring than before..."

He muttered as he walked out of the alley.

This is the advantage of using transfiguration to disguise. With just a wave of the wand to adjust, Maka easily changed into a completely different outfit from before.

While waiting for Tarino to bring back the good news, he will naturally not be idle. Now that he is in this black market, going shopping seems to be a good choice.

Maka just walked around like this, looking at each other along the way.

Tarino's previous introduction was very accurate. He just walked around and saw a lot of good things that might not be found outside.

In other words, there are many dangerous goods here that are prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

"That's... a basilisk egg?"

While passing by a dark window of a certain store, Maka looked in curiously and discovered a dark egg glowing green—yes, it was an egg!

According to legend, the basilisk is a magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster that was transformed by a wizard when the Sirius star was in the sky, and hatched by a toad.

Of course, this is just a rumor.

The reason for such strange rumors is probably related to the fact that the basilisk is afraid of the sound of roosters crowing.

But Maka, who has successfully transformed his bloodline, knows very well that the main bloodline of the basilisk itself should be an extinct species called the "Grouper Cockscomb". The weakness of that thing is the crowing of the rooster, and the basilisk just continues that

It's just a weakness of an ancient magical creature.

As for how basilisks reproduce... I'm sorry, they will never lay eggs in this life. If you want to breed new basilisks, you can only rely on wizards to re-transform their bloodlines.

Therefore, "basilisk" is actually just a general term. Most of the basilisks cultivated by two wizards who are proficient in blood transformation are even different in appearance.

"If Hagrid came to a place like this, he would be tricked into losing his underwear..."

He shook his head and was about to continue walking forward when he heard a gust of wind whistling in the air.

According to Maka's guess, the black market is likely to be built deep underground, and where does the wind come from in such a place?

Maka raised her head and saw a luxurious black carriage decorated with golden edging, gliding through the air under the tug of four Thestrals. The direction it was going was exactly what Tarino had said before: "the nobles."

residential area”.

"Um?"

Just as the carriage passed through the sky, Maka saw a familiar figure behind the fluttering black curtains on the side windows.

"That's...Senior Charlotte?"

Only then did he look at the family crest on the carriage from a distance - black background with gold rim, six-pointed star as support, goat horn as rim, and a narrow blue eye on the right side of the wand pointing straight up in the middle.

People are a little frightened.

That's the coat of arms of the Werther family.

Earlier when they were at the Macmillan house, the ancient wizard robes worn by Charlotte and her father had this coat of arms embroidered on them.

"It seems that senior's 'free time' is over?" Maka murmured.

For Charlotte, letting her go back to that family would definitely be much more uncomfortable than being imprisoned in Azkaban - wouldn't that be like a prison from which she can never escape?

"...Do you want to go take a look?" Maka hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "I still owe my senior a meal! Although it's not bad to just give up like this..."

Maka was indeed a little grateful to Charlotte, the beautiful senior student. As a senior of Hufflepuff House, she gave Maka a lot of care from the beginning.

Even though she knew in her heart that sooner or later she would return to that family and dedicate everything she had to the so-called "pure blood". But even so, she always maintained a cheerful look.

When such a strong girl faces difficulties, most people can't help but want to help her.

Maka is just an "ordinary person" - at least, that's what he always thought.

"Ahem...Luna, I just went to help a 'friend' in need, really!" He coughed dryly, then nodded to himself, "Well...it would be great if you could understand me.

Already."

God knows who he is talking to!

Maka just muttered to herself like a fool and chased in the direction of the carriage.

The Yeqi was very fast, and Maka knew this very well. Even if he lost track of him in the blink of an eye, he didn't care too much.

No matter how low-key the so-called pure-blood nobles among wizards are, their family mansions will never forget to promote their grandeur.

The longer a family has a long history and is gradually declining, the more likely it is to commit such bad habits.

Nowadays, although the Witte family is definitely not a very poor group, if compared with the past, it is obviously far behind.

It is not difficult to find the old house of the Werther family, and it is easy to find a reason to go in and sit for a while. For Maka, even bringing Charlotte out is not a problem.

But the difficult part is how to let Charlotte get real "freedom".

Hmm... It would be great if the Werther family could lend him the magic book "Abatael" that has been passed down from generation to generation!

After changing the disguise on his body, a set of ancient and simple wizard robes took shape.

The styles of wizard robes in ancient times were far less sophisticated than those in modern times. Everything was focused on being light, breathable, and easy to move. At most, some embroidered edges and heraldic patterns with special significance were added.

Of course, the most important thing is the family crest - Maka hasn't decided which one to use yet.

To be honest, there are too many ancient wizard families that have disappeared in history, and most of them are accompanied by one or two historical events that are worthy of praise or despise.

If he wanted to use it to "deceive"... ah no, to "visit", he would have to find a family that he knew as much as possible.

Otherwise, if someone else knows better than you, it would be inappropriate...

Fortunately, Maka had read many ancient books in Rowena's secret room.

Although he has never been close to the Ravenclaw Tower and has no plans to continue to contact the bronze eagle for the time being, there is no harm in using the information he obtained in the past.

Speaking of which, Maka actually wanted to borrow Rowena's family. But although Rowena herself is very famous, the family she belongs to has always been a mystery.

The surname "Ravenclaw" is obviously her husband's family name. However, the world knows nothing about her husband's situation.

After thinking about it for a while, Maka stood at the gate of the Witte family mansion and straightened her collar, then took out her wand and swiped it in circles a few times.

Immediately afterwards, a complicated family crest was formed on the tip of the staff and stamped straight towards the gate of the tall mansion in front of him.

The pure-blood wizard family is a group of guys who pay attention to stereotypes. It is obviously easier to win the favor of the other party by showing their identity in this ancient way.

But to be honest, he really wanted to see the power of this emblem soon!

The Witte family has not been a good person since ancient times, but when it comes to notoriety, how many families can be compared with the family represented by this coat of arms?

Looking at the flickering coat of arms on the exquisite door, Maka inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth as if she had done some kind of prank.

The composition of that heraldry is quite complex, without any figurative decorations, just straight or curved lines, and a large number of Phoenician runes.

The family coat of arms itself is an ancient rune array that is incomplete.

"If Rowena's ancient documents are correct, this should be one of the most unpopular families in ancient times." Maka said with a smile, "The founder of soul magic, one of the three unforgivable curses.

The starting point of the 'Imperius Curse'——"

"The Diher family!"

The door of the Witte family's mansion was pushed open from the inside, and five or six wizards, all at least middle-aged and older, appeared in front of Maka. The old man who took the lead shouted out this ancient man with a serious face.

And a disturbing family name.

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