Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Yasa! Master Augustine! Here--"

When Maca had just sneaked into the house of the Witt family and was asking about the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, Millian seemed to have found a way into the underground black market.

At this moment, she took the lead in a dilapidated Muggle shopping street. I saw her slender legs alternate rapidly, and she had been unable to keep up with the horses behind her several times.

However, in this situation of concentrating on the road, Millian was still able to speak smoothly with breath.

"I just saw a wizard coming out of the door of the antique shop in front of me, and several people in a row ... so I asked in the past. Listening to them, it was a passage that the family made in the past, although the family fell down completely The passage was saved ... "

"How many people know that passage?" Asa beside him effortlessly followed Millian and asked casually.

"No, only a few ..." Millian shook her head and explained, "The other end of the passage was in a warehouse on the black market, and it was always private."

Mallet heard the words, and could not help but gave birth to a little puzzled.

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

But his question made Millian unable to help but want to sigh-this young master has too much fault on common sense of some ordinary people.

But if you think about it, she still breathed that breath back. After all, for them, this Augustine master still has a lot of use!

"Of course it is Jin Jialong!" She said helplessly, "whatever you want to get from others, you have to pay the corresponding price. Jin Jialong, is the best reward ... It is not good to not like Jin Jialong in this world Find!"

As the two rushed to talk one after the other, they saw Millian suddenly stop and waved.

"Here it is, right under the old street lamp, the inscription is 'Bab Anson's top hat.'"

It was dark now, and moonlight was not enough. In the shadows of the old low-rise buildings on both sides of the street, the night seemed extraordinarily strong.

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

Even if such street lights were placed on more streets by other people, they would have been replaced and banned long ago.

Millian took Asa and Augustin to the light. The old lampshade of the old street lamp made the light on the ground present a small circle, so that the three of them just stood in the middle.

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

From a distance, it's almost like a bad show on stage here.

"It should be OK, chant it!"

As soon as the words fell, Millian meditated the curse in her heart. Immediately afterwards, Mallor saw her figure suddenly fall down, and the whole person fell into the ground and disappeared.

Followed by Million was Asaph, the time difference between the two disappeared was even less than a second. When Mallor came back to God, he found that he was the only one left here.

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

Immediately after he finished reading, he felt his feet empty, and the strong sense of falling made him want to reach out and grab something. But before he could make a specific action, he felt the real haptic feeling on the soles of his feet.

Then he bent his legs softly, and a fart pier sat on the hard ground.

"Well, it's really an underground black market ..."

Neither Millian nor Yass paid much attention to what Mallory was like, especially the latter. As soon as Asa appeared here, he immediately looked around left and right, and quickly found a door behind a few piles of debris.

"Since this passage is right, we have some freedom to move forward and backward." He closed the door again and whispered, "Then ... I'll go and understand the current situation of the black market first, by the way Prepare for the task. "

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

Millian asked, but Asaph shook his head decisively.

"The boss has said that we must let the Witt family come to me actively so that I can show my value." He was talking, but he quickly twitched, "Well! Actually, it is the value of a 'trading product' ..." I'm not worth a few bucks. "

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

"'We'?" Mallory, who had just risen from the ground, was surprised. "Don't you just say that I don't have to go to the Witt family today? And ... is it appropriate to go now?"

After hearing that, Millian patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Isn't this the case!" She said plainly, "Remember what we said to you after we put the Secret Charm-we can help you master the family as soon as possible, and then you can change it into You like it. "

Yes, if you have to say something, Mallory doesn't hate his last name. What he was bored was actually the decadence and oppression of this Augustine family.

The so-called "freedom" he expected included "changing the pattern of the Augustine family".

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"But all we can do is 'help'. Of course, if you want to be free, you will of course need your own pursuit. And to negotiate with the Wit family is the first step in capturing freedom from your elders. . "

After Millian uttered these words sincerely, she glanced outside the door.

At the moment of turning his back to Mallorca, the "hearty" and "sincerity" just disappeared. It can be seen through the faint lights outside the door slit that there is more in her face, but a slightly cold sigh.

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

If he hadn't informed him before he returned too late, and not to mention what his father would say, at least his uncle, Herbert's general manager, would have ridiculed.

But after thinking about it, Mallor was even more reluctant to go back.

Just as he thought about those broken things, and a moment of depression broke out in his heart, Millian closed the warehouse door again.

"Master Augustine, we can go ... There is not much we have to do tonight. Apart from trying to finalize your marriage agreement with Miss Charlotte Witt, there is nothing more than a chat. Remember, it's you "Lou Augustine's name, and good relations with the Wit family."

As far as Million is concerned, it is obviously not difficult for Mallo to receive the education of heirs since he was a child. But it was the first time that he really had a conversation with a large family of ancient wizards.

While vaguely feeling "freedom", the pressure obviously began to rise continuously.

"Yes, I know."

He nodded rather hurriedly, and Millian pulled his sleeves straight out.

Until then, Mallor, who had been immersed in the complicated ideological struggle just now, discovered that the companion named Asaph had already left.

As Mallory was led away by Millian, he tried his best to recall it, and barely found a word from the chaotic memory.

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

Yasa seemed to say so before leaving the warehouse.

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

"Oh, sorry!"

...

When Asa was scrambling around the streets of the black market, and when both Mallo and Millian went to the old house of the Wit family, Maca had already found the homeowner's place.

He hadn't alarmed anyone in the mansion except the witch at the beginning.

As he expected, although the witch was also a member of the Witt family, the outer members were barely there. Of course, even those Vitus people who live here may not know where the secret room is.

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

And Maca himself, simply set the first goal on the owner. UU Reading Book www. uukanshu.com

If the old owner of Witt had been separated from Haierbo at this time, he would be equivalent to a chance to counteract in vain-although he did not think that Haierbo would leave him such a good opportunity.

But who knows ...

"Is Haierbo so careless?"

Leaning against the wall of the hallway, Maca sensed a familiar wave of magic in a room.

That was the old owner of Wit, no doubt.

"Since everything seems like a trap, let's just watch it change ... Haierbo's guy hasn't been seen for the time being. It's not easy to find him. But if you think about it the other way round ... the use of demon summoning is definitely not low . He wants to get it out and let the Witt family prepare for it. "

With so much thought, Maca frowned again in stealth.

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

The unknown is always the most terrible, not to mention the fact that "Summon Demon" is unknown in ancient literature. Although Macatha was not afraid at the moment, she felt a lot of threats.

And while he was waiting for a turn for the better while hiding his figure, Millian and Mallory, who had a clear purpose, had already arrived at this huge mansion.

"Come on! You're going to prove your identity, and now I'm just your follower."

"Ah? How can this--"

"What can or can't I? Can it be me?"

"No, I mean ... 'Follow me'?"

Hearing a little impatient, Millian reached out and pushed Mallet, and waved his hands again and again to stop the ink.

"Oh ... okay!" Mallor had to take a breath and pulled out his wand.

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