The Cthulhu of Hogwarts

A secret document sent by an owl made Xing Ze divert his attention away from Lena.

Albert worked extremely quickly, and he obtained R and M's information in just a few days. Although not much of it was useful, it at least made his plan look more real.

Good news came one after another, and Ellie also sent him the information he needed. In terms of work efficiency, this father and daughter are indeed admirable.

Looking back at M, it has been almost a week since I last met him, but there has been no news at all.

Xing Ze held the tea cup in one hand and the document sent by Elito Cedric in the other.

Edwin's grandfather, Hanno von Winkler, did work at the International Academy of Magic, and the research project he led was also a dream. This confirmed what Edwin said was true.

Judging from the data, Mr. Winkler's research is to prove that the magic in the world comes from dreams. In other words, if the research is successful, his team will prove the source of the wizard's power.

In addition to this, there was some information that aroused Xing Ze's interest. In addition to studying dreams, Winkler's team is also studying a new type of limb regeneration technology.

After Mr. Winkler left due to mental illness, his student, Herbert West, took over the team until the research went horribly wrong.

As for what kind of accident it was, it was not given in the information. It was probably sealed away by the International Academy of Magic.

"Herbert Weiss?" Xing Ze put down the file, took out the notes from his ring and looked through them. He soon found this person's information.

He was the therapist responsible for treating mental pollution when he was at St. Mungo's. His current name is Ackerman.

Xing Ze felt that something was slowly being connected. He couldn't explain it clearly for a while, but no matter what, the truth was gradually emerging.

"Crazy world." Xing Ze muttered in a low voice, and then wrote the words "Plural Travelers" in his notes.

…

"What did they say?"

Outside a mobile food truck, Maxim nervously asked Xing Ze questions, his eyes jumping back and forth between the young wizard and the chapel in the distance.

"They agreed, it's that simple." Xing Ze pulled up a chair and sat down.

The weather is good today, the dazzling sunshine has dispelled the coldness of the past few days, the snow everywhere is melting, and water is dripping everywhere, from the eaves, from the treetops, and from the awnings of food trucks.

The ground was wet, and there was a lot of thin ice in places where the sun didn't shine. The thin ice became a tool for children to play with, and they completely ignored their wet shoes. Until the mother of one of the boys came running over,

The farce ended in a hurry.

A large piece of snow fell from the masson pine in the park and fell to the ground. The snowflakes splashed and startled a couple who were building a snowman. They laughed.

"What do you agree to? Damn it, Xing Ze, can't you tell me more?" Maxim's tone was full of desire.

"Bishop Andre agreed to this plan. He will help us forge letters. I told him some details to make the letter look more reliable. This is why it took me so long to go in."

"Well, I hope this can succeed." Maxim leaned back in his chair, "This is too risky, B, to frame a senior member of the Key Hall."

"I'm hungry." Xing Ze stood up and walked towards the food truck, "Do you want something?"

"Hungry? Damn it, you are such a freak. You can still eat now."

Xing Ze ordered a Lebanese-style burrito and a cup of hot cocoa, and then returned to his seat.

"If you don't feel hungry, M, I suggest you go to St. Mungo's."

Xing Ze's cold joke only earned Maxim a roll of his eyes.

"You are already on the ship, M. Instead of worrying all day long, you should think more about how to contact A. Time waits for no one, and your work efficiency, for Merlin's sake, is too slow.

"It's so slow that I even wonder why I chose you to do this together."

"What can I do?" Maxim complained, "I've been worried so much these days. Who knows why I agreed to do this with you in the first place."

"You know very well." Xing Ze took a bite of the burrito, which tasted pretty good, "because Mr. R completely looks down on you."

Maxim spit on the ground and whispered: "No, he can't stand any wizard who is not a pure-blood."

Xing Ze said with some relief: "Ah, at least he didn't deliberately make things difficult for me because of his skin color."

"That's not certain." Maxim raised his arm, "Look at my skin color, and I'm also a pure-blood wizard."

I know this. Xing Ze thought to himself, your father married a witch from Morocco as his wife.

"This is the reason why you agreed to me. M, stop questioning your decision and get ready. Meeting with the senior officials of the Key Hall will be much more complicated than today."

You also know that it is much more complicated? Maxim cursed in his mind, "If nothing happens, then I'd better hurry up and make preparations."

When the inheritance custodian stood up, Xing Ze said: "Don't use any crooked ideas, M. You and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. Betrayal of me will do you no good."

"I'm not the kind of person who stabs people in the back."

…

Before Christmas, Maxim finally contacted the senior executive of the Key Hall.

However, the senior executive obviously had his own plans for the meeting. He came to meet Xing Ze in person on the night when Xing Ze went to his old house.

As usual, the first person to notice something strange was Blue Beak, and the raven issued a warning in the air. But when Xing Ze reacted, the man in long clothes and a top hat had already appeared in front of him.

"I heard you wanted to see me?" he said in a wavering voice.

Xing Ze looked at the man's face through the moonlight, only to find that it was a mass of liquid metal like mercury.

"Nice disguise." Xing Ze praised, "Do you need so many people to meet someone like me?"

"They are just doing their jobs, don't worry about it." The man said, and Xing Ze couldn't identify his tone in the strange voice.

"Then we finish talking here and find a place to sit down and chat?"

"It's too cold, isn't it? Young man, I know there is a nice place in Glastonbury." The man took a few steps forward and then extended his hand.

The other party wanted to use his followers to reveal themselves, which meant that Xing Ze couldn't take Blue Beak with him. He hesitated again and again, and finally extended his hand.

With a burst of sound, the two people disappeared on the spot. At the same time, there were continuous sounds all around, from the roof, in the dark alley, and in the corner.

He was taken to a small but very stylish bar, and the goblin standing behind the bar was obviously not surprised by the sudden appearance of the customers.

The man took his seat under a stuffed bear head and politely motioned for Xing Ze to sit opposite him.

Not long after they sat down, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a group of neatly dressed wizards walked in. They took their seats dispersedly, and no one glanced at Xing Ze and the others.