harry potter book of crimes

"Dong dong dong——"

Under the slightly annoyed gaze of the female shopkeeper, Marius and Miriam, who were having a pleasant conversation, hurriedly stopped talking and turned their heads to look out the window beside them.

Outside the orifice window, fine raindrops were still floating in the air, and the streets were still foggy.

But just under the rain curtain, a soaked man stood in front of the window glass, looking at them with a tired face.

"Dong dong."

When he knocked on the window twice again, he waved quickly, obviously signaling them to go out.

"Oh, Asaph?" Miriam was a little surprised, "This...it's not even sunset yet! Why is he already here?"

But she didn't let her companion, who was still soaked in the rain, wait too long, and stood up immediately.

"Master Augustine, let's go out first! It seems that he has urgent information that he needs to tell us...well, about the Werther family."

Talking about the magical world in a Muggle-run afternoon tea restaurant is actually not that big of a deal. But looking at Asa's state of just being fished out of the water, it's definitely not realistic to go inside.

Yes, even if the female shopkeeper didn't turn him away, his appearance of a mermaid coming ashore was really eye-catching.

After leaving a few pounds, the two left the afternoon tea restaurant together, which had left a deep impression on Marius, and opened two umbrellas one after another.

When they took a look outside the store, they found that the rain seemed to be heavier than what they saw inside. No wonder Asaph was so wet.

"Let me squeeze in too—"

Asaph got under Miriam's umbrella without any courtesy, regardless of the fact that the rain on his body had soaked the other's exquisite clothes a lot.

"In the Muggle world, you can't use magic to protect yourself from the rain. This is simply too bad under certain circumstances!" Asa complained first, then lowered his voice and said, "Forget it, let me say the most important thing first.

Miriam, the situation has changed, and it’s a big change! At this moment, the Werther family—"

Halfway through his words, he glanced at Marius opposite him subconsciously, as if he was considering whether he should say it in front of him.

But soon, he shook his head to himself.

"Anyway, you will know it sooner or later. It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later..." After a little murmur, Asa continued, "The whole process is actually a bit complicated. Let me first talk about the situation when I left the Werther Mansion -"

"To put it simply, McClain is knocking on the door!"

"What!"

"What?"

Hearing what Asaph said, Marius and Miriam whispered almost at the same time.

To be honest, no matter how much they overestimate Maka's strength, they just think that Maka also has a lot of support, but no one really thinks that he can fight against a large ancient wizard family on his own.

Not to mention, that guy would take the initiative to fight!

However, at least Miriam must believe what Asa, the person involved, said. And the fact that Asa's words are true means that a good show has already begun in the residence of the Witte family.

"This...is really..."

Marius didn't know what to say, because he couldn't imagine what it would be like for a wizard to provoke a large family alone.

"Asaph, before you left, did you see McClain take action?"

"Humph, of course." Asa said with a complicated face, "In fact, I was able to leave there safely, and I have to thank him! If he hadn't suddenly demolished the main entrance and the wall of the Werther mansion, I would have been

…”

"What happened?" Miriam suddenly frowned.

Seeing her asking, Asa briefly explained what he heard in the study.

In fact, although I don't know if Old Eun wanted to keep it secret, they did not know anything about Haierbo. But what he heard naturally included the past events told by the old head of the Werther family.

And when Asaph, who was behind the door, felt the fierce prying eyes from outside, Asa also had a not too clear, but quite real, concept that Haierbo was a powerful dark wizard from thousands of years ago.

That's right, it was the last look Halbo took towards the door.

"...At first I thought he didn't notice me because I had cast a concealment spell, until that cold gaze ignored the partition of the door..."

At this point, Asaph curled his lips and simply stopped describing it.

"Anyway, at the moment when Maka McClain took action in the front yard, I felt the eyes looking at me move away. Taking advantage of that moment, I ran away from the side window..."

After hearing this, Miriam thought for a moment, and then couldn't help but say:

"It seems that there will be no peace in the black market today."

The Werther family's mansion is in the old residential area of ​​​​the Black Market. Maka had already found the place when she chased the carriage to find Charlotte.

But this time, it was obviously impossible for him to rely on bluffing to get in like he did back then.

"That's for sure," Asa wiped the rain from his face and sighed, "Miriam... only after seeing Maka McClain today did I understand what he did when he was chasing our team a few days ago.

I'm afraid it can't even be called 'retaining strength'!"

Marius had been standing nearby since just now, quite speechless. It was not until he heard Asaph's words that he hesitated and said:

"Do you think he can fight against the entire Werther family?"

When Asaph heard this, he shook his head with some difficulty.

"No, I...I don't know."

…

Not to mention what kind of shock Maka left in Asaph's heart, at least for the short period of time at the moment, the members of the Witte family stationed in the family mansion are still feeling fearful.

Especially those "Werthers" who were staying in the main hall on the first floor at that time, many of their legs were still trembling slightly.

The Witte family members were all sitting quietly in the main hall chatting, with moderately warm black tea on hand, looking like they were enjoying the nourishment of afternoon life.

But in an instant, an icy blue light pillar suddenly passed through their vision.

The light beam was about the thickness of a human arm, and it only appeared for a very short time. However, the light beam itself did not have a strong visual impact.

However, after the light beam disappeared, the pierced door and back wall, and even the large area of ​​wall surrounding the hole, became frosted and frozen, which was inevitably frightening.

And when the door was completely frozen and cracked, and the surrounding bricks and stones became white fragments all over the ground...

"Maka McClain came to visit the Witte family leader and asked the old family leader to come out and meet her."

Maka retracted the extended staff and slapped it on the ground, shouting loudly.

In fact, according to his business philosophy and habits, he was actually reluctant to come to the door so rashly. But something about the Werther family gave him enough reason to do so.

Fortunately, the old house of the Werthers is located in the black market deep underground in London. In this area that is neither black nor white, many things can be suppressed.

If he does this, Scrimgeour at the Ministry of Magic should not be too embarrassed.

"Master of the Witte family?"

After Maka shouted again, she no longer gave more time to wait, but walked straight to the ice cave at the main entrance of the mansion.

Although there were only a few people in the main hall at the beginning, now, it is completely empty for the time being.

"I remember Senior Sister Charlotte mentioned that there should be at least two levels of secret rooms somewhere down here..."

He stood in the hall, lowered his head slightly and glanced at his feet, thinking secretly in his mind. However, no matter how he sensed it, he could not find any trace of magic power fluctuations.

The double-layered secret room was either so deep that it was out of his range of perception, or there was some kind of special magic that covered up all active magic reactions.

No matter which one, it is not easy to find the place without knowing the entrance to the secret room.

In particular, most of the underground chambers in the magical world have a common characteristic, that is - dig as deep as you can, and make them as hidden as possible.

Think about the underground vault of Darkling Pavilion. There is even a magma pool at the bottom!

After thinking about it like this, Maka simply put aside some unrealistic thoughts and walked toward the side hall. He could sense that there were people there.

"boom!"

The door to the side hall opened in response. Maka's eyes quickly swept inside, then she took out her staff and pulled it back.

A wizard who was about to run to the other end of the corridor seemed to be grabbed by the clothes behind his back by an invisible hand, and flew backwards towards Maka.

Maka's effortless floating spell failed to warn the panicked opponent, but she saw that the guy seemed to be risking his life. He took out his wand and waved it twice in an awkward posture.

At one point in the circle, a gray shadow appeared from the tip of the opponent's staff, and rushed straight in front of Maka at a faster speed.

“Amplify fear?”

Under the induction, Maka made a lightning-fast judgment in her mind.

Immediately, he saw that the floating spell cast by his right hand was maintained continuously, and his left hand shook a few times in front of him. Then it was found that the gray blurred shadow only paused in front of him for a moment, and then dissipated in the blink of an eye.

And it was at that moment that the wizard of the Werther family also sat down heavily at Maka's feet, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Tell me, where is your master?"

From this person alone, Maka can realize that a family that still maintains the inheritance of ancient wizards is obviously very different from the so-called "pure blood" in the outside world.

Not to mention anything else, being able to fight back when being controlled in mid-air is beyond the capabilities of ordinary wizards!

Maka heard the guy on the ground holding his tailbone and moaning in pain, and was about to threaten him again, but the next second he suddenly raised his head.

"No need to ask him, I'm right here."

Before he finished speaking, a large number of figures were seen pouring out from the corridor opposite the side hall, occupying most of the space in the side hall in a blink of an eye. (To be continued)