harry potter book of crimes

In the UK, there is a saying:

"Can fire to disperse the chill, unity can put the difficult aay."

This is undoubtedly an inspiring proverb. I believe it has inspired many people and left many positive deeds in the long history.

But it is a pity that sometimes, this sentence can also be applied to a group of selfish people who have hidden evil intentions.

For example, Tom Riddle, who dreamed of dominating the British wizarding world, attracted a group of Death Eaters with his theory of pure blood; another example is that Gellert Greenwald, who tried to overturn the "Act of Secrecy" and lead a new world, used the theory of pure blood to lead a new world.

His ideals and charisma attracted a large number of elite followers.

For another example, a thousand years ago, the despicable Haierbo...

In this world, no matter how powerful a person is, there is a limit. Naturally, a veteran dark wizard like Haierbo does not know the importance of unity.

Therefore, in the era before being suppressed underground by Salazar Slytherin, Halbo also established his own power like the last two generations of Dark Lords.

Of course, after Haierbo himself was suppressed and sealed, the remaining lackey forces had nothing to gain.

Under the supervision of the Wizards' Council at that time, the predecessor of today's Ministry of Magic, those families who dared to make trouble with Haierbo signed powerful magical contracts one by one, completely retreating behind the scenes of the world stage.

But what makes people feel a bit ironic is that these today's ancient wizard families can retain more inheritance precisely because of that contract.

"... Therefore, any descendant with the blood of their ancestors flowing in their bodies cannot take the initiative to interfere with the outside wizard society. Of course, if they counterattack passively, the contract still allows it."

After listening to the narration of the old owner of the Witte family, "Old Barno" on the sofa did not show much reaction. But in fact, he was somewhat stunned in his heart.

After all, this matter is actually related to me, and the relationship is quite close!

"Huh, where are those contracts? Don't tell me that you didn't even think about breaking them?" He asked casually while rubbing his forehead again.

However, when Old Werther heard this sentence, there was a bit of a wry smile on his face.

"When two families decline rapidly without knowing the reason, probably no one will dare to think about it anymore!"

When talking about this, the old family leader seemed a little helpless - who doesn't want to let his family regain its glory?

However, under the dual constraints of that contract and the changes in the world structure, no matter how rich their family was, it was still difficult to turn over.

However, perhaps because he saw that the "Bano" in front of him did not come with any malicious intentions, the old family owner gradually became much calmer while telling the story of the past.

"Hmm... a powerful bloodline curse? It sounds like it should be Salazar's method..." After muttering for a while, the other party continued, "Okay, let's stop this question for now! Next is the third chapter

Two things, this is also the one thing I really care about——"

As he was speaking, he suddenly raised his head and pierced Old Werther with his sharp gaze.

"Is your Werther family's magic book "Abatail" still there?"

This was what Old Werther wanted to hear least, but he actually understood that this was exactly what the other party was most likely to mention.

As the magical inheritance of the Witte family, "Abatail" records a large number of research results, even some ancient magic that has long been tabooed by the magic world.

For example, the "Devil Summoning Technique" is separately listed as a major system among ancient summoning techniques, and the "Devil Sacrifice Technique" is closely related to the former!

"Sorry, if you want to ask this, please forgive me for not being able to answer."

Since the magic book "Abatail" is equivalent to the entire Werther family, it is impossible for Old Werther to disclose it to outsiders due to emotions and reasons, so his words were quite strong.

However, in the eyes of the other party, his persistence was like a boring joke.

"Witt," old Bano suddenly sneered and asked coldly, "if I tell you now that I am the 'Herbo' you just said was suppressed in an unknown place, you will still say to me that you're not

Do you want to answer '?"

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and glanced at the door leading to the inner room of the study.

…

As I said earlier, the weather today is not very good. It was gloomy early in the morning, and it did not clear up in the afternoon. Instead, it started to rain continuously.

But isn’t this the most typical weather in the UK?

Speaking of which, Marius had never had a good impression of cloudy days, but today was different. Miriam's lunch invitation made him look forward to it.

The phrase "Don't you want to feel what it's like to break free from restraints?" really touched his already silent heart.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that things seemed to be different from what he had imagined. In other words, it was impossible for him to understand what true freedom looked like.

"……here it is?"

Standing in the deepest part of a narrow alley, Marius couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He could feel the wetness under his shoes and smell the damp musty smell in the alley, but he couldn't find any so-called "freedom".

This is the underground black market in London, and Marius often comes there often.

But just as Maka experienced at the beginning, the streets here are too complicated, and no one dares to say that they know everything about this place.

Marius usually has something to do here, so naturally he doesn't have time to just stroll around.

Miriam, who was beside him, seemed quite relaxed at the moment, with a smile on her lips. Even the expensive clothes she was wearing looked a bit out of place here.

"No need to ask, just follow me."

Having said that, Miriam took out her wand and lightly tapped certain brick holes in the wall. A large piece of the brick wall immediately sunk in, revealing a thick wooden door.

On that door, there are also a few crooked words written - Mianlong Bar.

As if sensing that Marius was a little hesitant, Miriam patted him on the shoulder and gave him a brisk look.

"Don't worry, I've only been here a few times, just recently."

Before she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to open the wooden door and walked in openly. Seeing this, Marius had no choice but to follow her with full of doubts.

But when Marius stepped through the doorway, he was immediately drowned out by a burst of noise.

In the British wizarding world, there are quite a few bars, but noisy bars like this are extremely rare. Unlike Muggles who prefer to use craziness to relieve the stress of life, most wizards are still accustomed to slow-paced enjoyment.

However, there is no feeling of "sleeping" at all in this "Sleeping Dragon Bar".

As you can see, the space here is quite large, probably because the Traceless Stretching Charm has been applied to it.

Surrounded by various wooden round tables arranged in a messy manner, there is a bar in every corner, where house elves stand on high stools to serve guests.

In the center of those round tables, an oval dance floor flashed with dazzling colorful lights. The cold air that came out of nowhere covered the floor of the dance floor and spread to the surroundings.

As for the guests having fun in this bar, their bodies were dancing along with the Veelas on the dance floor. At first glance, their minds were filled with the illusion of being hot.

Marius even felt as if he had begun to feel dizzy.

"Relax, don't be so stiff -" Miriam punched him in the chest and shouted in his ear, "Come here, let's go over there first!"

After shouting this, she unceremoniously grabbed Marius' sleeve and dragged him straight into the dancing crowd.

It was crowded, noisy, and chaotic... well, at least for Marius.

Waves of music like huge waves washed through his eardrums one after another. He felt like his whole body was shaking and his head was numb. As he moved forward in the crowd, the bodies around him seemed to be numb.

It was like falling on top of him, and he staggered three times even if he took a step.

But somehow, the hot air in this bar seemed to be constantly ironing his soul, unknowingly washing away the uneasiness in his heart.

Just halfway through, Marius felt that he had become one with the heat here, and the sadness that had been suppressed in his heart in the past years wanted to burst out from his throat uncontrollably.

"ah--"

He had just roared involuntarily, when suddenly his toes tripped on something, and then he fell down. Miriam, who was walking in front, felt her fingers slip, and when she looked back, she could find no one.

?

"Oh, I seem a little too anxious..." She pursed her lips and complained to herself secretly.

When Miriam pushed through the crowd and found Marius again, the poor guy already had several more footprints on his body. But what made Miriam dumbfounded was that she actually saw them on the face of Marius who was lying on the ground.

A carefree smile.

Freedom, is this what freedom feels like?

The feeling of throwing away all family rules, dogmas, etiquette, and responsibilities is so wonderful!

Marius allowed Miriam to forcibly drag him up from the ground. Several places on his body that had been stepped on were aching, but he just wanted to laugh loudly.

I don't know how long it took.

In short, after eating a fish and chips that didn't taste very good, drinking a few bottles of wine, and venting for a while, he and Miriam finally staggered out of the room.

A black market bar like a horde of demons.

As the wooden door behind him turned back into a gray-black slippery brick wall, the deafening noise just now also completely disappeared. Only the buzzing that still existed in his ears told him that everything was not a fantasy.

"Besides, I don't have such a rich imagination!" (To be continued)