harry potter book of crimes

If you look at it from the surface, the black market under the Thames River is by no means a good place. As for the people hanging around, most of them are wizards who wander on the edge of the "Law of Secrecy".

However, there is never anything black and white in this world, so we might call them "grey wizards".

Maka doesn't know what others think, but at least that's what he thinks.

After all, even he himself sells some potions that are not for sale on the black market, right?

Therefore, perhaps a long time ago, the underground space in the black market once belonged to Haierbo. But now, if Haierbo still regards it as his private territory, Makake will be the first to disagree!

"McLean, are you sure these families...oh, I mean, these elves can do what you say?"

Even Ajinbad, an experienced old wizard, was greatly shocked when he saw such a large group of unique elves.

Over the years, how can there be wild elves in the magical world? At least Akinbad, who has worked in the International Federation of Wizards for half his life, has never even heard of them.

"Oh, of course!" Maka nodded and said, "I have reached an agreement with them. Believe me, their performance will definitely surprise you."

It's already dark now, and Haierbo still doesn't know what he will tinker with in that space below.

In addition, Maka didn't know yet that the Witte family actually did not have the volume on summoning of "Abatail", so he had to hurry up.

"In short, while I am taking the elves to find a way to enter the black market, I have to leave the patrols on the ground to you... Mr. Scrimgeour, I have already reminded them in the Auror office to assemble and stand by. Could you please go back and give the order?

Give the order!"

For a wizard like Haierbo who had experienced the era of magic war, Maka was not sure what the other party would do.

If Haierbo had a brain twitch and entered the Muggle world, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Well, if you think about it carefully, this possibility is really not small!

After explaining a simple plan, Maka turned around again and waved to Old Luck among the elves.

"I have a space location here. Since our wizard's magic is targeted by the opponent, I have to rely on you to help me get there."

"'Space position'?" Lao Lak scratched his big ears, looking a little confused, "What is that?"

"Um……"

Maka shook her head and found that she really couldn't think of how to explain words like this to the elves for a while. After all, such words also existed in ancient languages, but the elves never

None of them are used.

After being stunned for a moment, he simply took out a door key and asked Old Luck to hold it with him.

"Can you feel it? It's that place..."

He tried to activate the magic in the portkey. Although he couldn't get through it, it still helped Lao Lark sense the spatial coordinates in the black market.

"I want to go there, but I can't go there myself - but I think you elves should be able to do it."

As for the racial group of elves, they were already under the control of wizards as early as the era when Haierbo was born. In fact, the way the wizard community viewed elves at that time was no better than modern wizards.

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When wars broke out frequently, the elves who were obviously quite good at innate magic, but whose values ​​in their minds were always wrong, naturally became the best "allies" of the wizards.

Therefore, Maka was somewhat certain that Halbo's contempt for elves was probably just a little bit stronger than Voldemort's.

When Maka guided Lao Lak to sense the specific location, Lao Lak immediately nodded his big head.

"You want to go underground?" He said clearly, "No problem."

But Maka immediately waved her hand.

"It's not 'me', but 'us'," Maka said to the elves behind Lao Lak, "You choose your tribe and come with me to complete the mission assigned to us by your Lord Fei Rui——

There's a good chance we'll get into battle this time."

Speaking of fighting, it is actually impossible for the elves to go against Haierbo. To put it bluntly, what Maka wants is just the "turret-style" group attack that the elves used to block the fire dragons.

If there was a close battle with the Witte family, the elf would basically not be able to handle it.

"Oh! Are there any enemies of Sir Ferry? The elves are always ready!"

As soon as he heard the name "Lord Ferry", Old Luck felt as if he had been given a shot of blood. This idea of ​​ancestor worship seemed to be deeply planted in their blood.

After shouting a slogan that looked like an oath, Lao Lak immediately turned back to select and organize his "Lord Ferry's Pioneer Corps".

And when Maka turned around and faced Ajinbad and the others again, she was not surprised to see faces filled with confusion.

"They have been isolated from the world for too long, so they still use an ancient language, and it is a variant that has been distorted from generation to generation," he explained casually, "Actually, I can't understand everything."

After briefly answering everyone's inner doubts, Maka stopped talking and directly stated that everyone could take action.

"I just hope things haven't gotten too bad..."

…

The underground black market in London is still so sleepy. But compared to the busy and orderly scene in the past, there is obviously a lot more chaos tonight.

Many people already know that the exit of the black market has been destroyed.

Shops and stalls on several streets began to close, and most of the wizards who made a living here began to try their best to find a way out.

If you look carefully, you will find that almost all of the people running around the streets and alleys at this time are lone people who usually work alone in the black market.

In fact, after so many years of evolution, the black market has become more organized than people imagined.

Take the biggest typical example - such as the Dark Spirit Pavilion. After discovering that wizards could not leave the black market for the first time, the goblins who had their minds full of ways to make money immediately vacated the largest area in the hall.

Promotional board.

Soon, the wizards who were running around like headless flies heard that Darkling Pavilion was providing temporary "sending services", and the price was surprisingly reasonable.

Yes, wizards can't get out, but the innate magic of goblins is not affected at all. Although they don't have the ability of elves to send a bunch of people out at once, "one-on-one service" is obviously better.

Let the wizards feel the sincerity of Darkling Pavilion.

In business, reputation is what matters, and those goblins obviously want to take advantage of this opportunity to earn a lot of reputation.

Of course, there are those who are well-informed and have known for a long time that they cannot leave the black market, and there are also those who have not discovered anything unusual at all.

Speaking of which, the black market is really a big place, so it has spawned a group of guys who choose to live here for one reason or another.

Some are trying to avoid being wanted, while others are businessmen with fixed supply channels - like Maca's old classmate couple, they fall into the latter category.

At this time, Maka and Lao Luck appeared in his old classmate's potion shop amid a burst of space distortion.

"Lark, you wait here for now, I'll go out to investigate the situation. If anyone comes in here, you don't have to be polite, just knock them out."

As he spoke, he looked around.

When I took Kristine and Charles away, due to time constraints, the place was barely tidied up. However, Kristine locked the store door before leaving.

Maka looked around and found no sign of anyone coming in.

But when he separated from Lao Lak and came to the street outside, he was immediately shocked by what he saw.

"What type of situation is this?"

It has been quite some time since the black market was isolated from the outside world, but most of the shops on this street are still open.

Even the number of pedestrians on the street is just a little less than before.

Although this place is not close to the main road with the largest flow of people, Maka can't help but feel a little puzzled by such an unmoved situation.

"The news is stagnant? This doesn't make sense..."

The situation in the black market seemed quite different from what Maka had thought before.

Without thinking any more, he walked forward along the street. It wasn't until he met two teams of wizards wearing uniform robes on the way that he made some guesses.

It seems that there are forces that are organizing and maintaining order in the black market - Maka doesn't come here very often, and many things are left to others to handle, so that he subconsciously ignores the black market.

The existence of "managers" in .

"I have been living so comfortably recently that I have forgotten the past."

He raised his hand and scratched his scalp, laughing somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"It's just that this may not be good news for me..."

Putting aside the hesitation in her heart for the time being, Maka walked through several streets and alleys and finally came to the middle avenue.

The situation here was obviously much more chaotic. A large number of male and female wizards gathered here, which made Maka feel surprised that "there are so many people in the black market."

When the number of chaotic people is many times greater than the number of people maintaining order, the effect of the latter is quite limited.

"Well... Anyway, let's go back to the Witte family's mansion and take a look first!"

Observing the status of the black market first can provide more convenience for subsequent actions, and after having a general understanding, he will do what he should do.

Along the way, Maka flew low over the main street in an invisible state, but finally felt a sense of uneasiness originating from the human heart. (To be continued)