Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Asaph! Master Augustine! Here--"

When Maca had just sneaked into the Witt family mansion and was asking about the entrance of the secret room, Miriam seemed to have found a way to enter the underground black market.

At this moment, she took the lead into a dilapidated Muggle shopping street.I saw her pair of slender legs alternate quickly, and Mario behind her felt that she could not keep up several times.

However, under this kind of concentration on the road, Miriam was still able to speak calmly.

"Just now I saw a wizard coming out at the entrance of the antique shop in front, and several people in a row... So I went over and asked. They said that it was a passage made by the family in the past, although the family fell completely. The channel has been preserved..."

"Are there many people who know that passage?" Asa next to Miriam effortlessly asked casually.

"No, there are only a few..." Miriam shook her head and explained, "The other end of the aisle is in a warehouse on the black market. It has always been for private use."

When he heard the words, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

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

But this question made Miriam couldn't help but want to sigh-this young master had too many gaps in the common sense of some ordinary people.

But thinking about it carefully, she still suffocated that breath.After all, to them, this Master Augustine still has a lot of use!

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

As the two hurriedly talked in tandem, Miriam suddenly stopped and waved.

"It's here, directly under the old street lamp, the spell is'Bab Anson's Little Top Hat'."

It was dark now, and the moonlight was not enough.In the shadow of the old low-rise buildings on both sides of the street, the night is particularly dense.

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

Even if this kind of street lights were placed on the streets with more people, they would probably have been replaced and banned long ago.

Miriam brought Asaph and Augustine to the light. The old lampshade of the old street lamp made the light on the ground present a small circle, making the three of them just stand in the middle.

Perhaps it is because it is still raining lightly at this time!Under the influence of rain and fog, the light of the street lamp is like a cover, covering them inside.

From a distance, it looks like a vulgar stage play is being staged here.

"It should be fine, let's recite the spell!"

As soon as the voice fell, Miriam read the curse silently in her heart.Immediately afterwards, Mario saw her figure suddenly fall down, and the whole person fell into the ground in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

Following Miriam was Asaph, and the time difference between the disappearance of the two was less than one second.When Mallo was able to recover, he found that he was the only one left here.

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

As soon as he finished reading, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and the strong feeling of falling made him want to reach out and grab something.But before he could make any specific movements, he suddenly felt the touch on the ground.

Then he bent his legs softly and sat down on the hard ground.

"Well, it is indeed in the underground black market..."

Neither Miriam nor Asaph paid much attention to Mallor's embarrassment, especially the latter.As soon as Asaph appeared here, he immediately looked around, left and right, and quickly found a door behind a few piles of debris.

"Since this passage is correct, we have some freedom to advance and retreat." He closed the door again.

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

Miriam asked so, but Asaph shook his head decisively.

"The boss said that we should let the Witt family take the initiative to find me, so that I can show my value." He was talking, but he quickly chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "Okay! It's actually the value of'traded goods'... I'm not worth a few dollars."

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

"'We'?" Mallor who had just gotten up from the ground immediately asked in surprise. "You said before that I don't have to go to the Witt family today? And...is it appropriate to go now?"

When Miriam heard it, she smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's not that the situation has changed!" She said heartily, "Remember what I told you after we set the secrecy curse-we can help you master the family as soon as possible, and then you can change it into The way you like it."

Yes, if you have to say it, Mario doesn't hate his surname.What he was bored was actually the decadence and depression in this Augustine family.

The so-called "freedom" he is looking forward to includes "changing the pattern of the Augustine family".

only……

"However, all we can do is'help'. If you want to be free, of course, you need your own hard work. To negotiate with the Werther family is the first step for you to seize freedom from your elders. ."

After Miriam said these words sincerely on her face, she leaned to the door and glanced out.

And at the moment when he turned his back to Mallor, the "hearty" and "sincerity" just now faded away.Through the faint light outside the door, she can see that there are more, but a slightly cold sigh on her face.

It was a bit late, and to be honest, Mallor had already wondered more than once whether he should go home.

If he went back too late without telling him in advance, and didn't mention what his father would say, at least his uncle, Chief Herbert, would definitely make a mockery.

But after thinking about it this way, Mario was even more reluctant to go back.

Just as he was thinking about the bad things and feeling depressed again in his heart, Miriam closed the warehouse door again.

"Master Augustine, we can go...tonight we don’t have much to do. Apart from trying to finalize your marriage contract with Miss Charlotte Witt, all we have to do is chat. Remember, with you In the name of "Leo Augustine," he has a good relationship with the Witt family.

As for the things Miriam said, it is obviously not difficult for Mario, who has been educated by heirs since childhood, to understand.But it was the first time that he really had to talk to a big ancient wizard family by himself.

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

"Yes, I know."

Nodding his head quite hastily, Miriam grabbed his sleeve and walked straight out.

But until then, Mario, who had been immersed in the complex ideological struggle just now, realized that the companion named Asaph had already left.

While being pulled away by Miriam, Mario tried his best to recall, only to find a word from the chaotic memory.

"...It's not safe there, be careful yourself."

Before leaving the warehouse, Asaph seemed to say so.

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

"Oh, sorry!"

...

When Asaph was scurrying around the streets and alleys of the black market, and when Mallor and Miriam both went to the old house of the Witt family, Maca had already found the place of the old Patriarch.

Except for the witch at the beginning, he has not alarmed anyone in this mansion.

As he expected, although the witch was also a member of the Werther family, the outer members were barely able to do so.Of course, even those of the Witt tribe who reside here may not know where the secret room is.

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

But Maca himself simply set the first goal on the old Patriarch.

If Witte’s old Patriarch had separated from Helbo at this time, then he would have had an opportunity to instigate rebellion out of thin air-although he didn't think Helbo would leave such a good opportunity to him.

But who knows...

"Is Helbo such a careless person?"

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

That is the old patriarch of Witte, no doubt.

"Since you think it is like a trap, it's better to just wait and see the changes... The guy in Helbo is nowhere to be seen now, and it's not easy to find him. But if you think about it the other way around... the conditions for using Demon Summoning are definitely not low. . He wants to get it out and let the Witt family do the preparatory work that is indispensable."

After such consideration, Maca in the invisible state couldn't help but frowned.

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

The unknown is always the most terrifying, not to mention the "devil summoning technique" is unknown in the ancient literature.Although Macahe was not afraid at the moment, he felt a lot of threat from it.

And while he hid his figure and waited for a turn for the better, Milian and Mario, who had a clear purpose, had already arrived in front of this huge mansion.

"Go! Go and show your identity. From now on I'm just your follower."

"Ah? How can this be—"

"What can I do? Is it possible for me to go?"

"No, I mean...'follow'?"

Miriam was a little impatient when she heard it, and she stretched out her hand to push Malleo, and waved his hand to stop the ink.

"Oh... okay!" Mallor took a breath, then took out his wand.

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