Chapter 804

In England, there is a saying that goes like this:

"Bonfire can disperse the severe cold, and unity can drive away difficulties (Canfire to disperse the chill, unity can put the difficulty aay.")

This is undoubtedly an inspiring proverb. I believe it has inspired many people and left many positive deeds in the long river of history.

But it is a pity that sometimes, this sentence can also be used on a group of selfish people who hide evil intentions.

For example, Tom Riddle, who dreamed of dominating the British magic world, attracted a group of Death Eaters with the theory of pure blood; another example, Gellert Greenwald, who tried to overthrow the "Secrecy Act" and lead the new world, used His ideals and personality charm have gathered a large number of elite subordinates.

Another example, thousands of years ago, the despicable Hai Erbo...

In this world, no matter how powerful a person is, there is a limit. A veteran dark wizard like Hai Erbo naturally knows the importance of unity.

Therefore, in the era before being suppressed underground by Salazar Slytherin, Haier had established his own power just like the last two generations of Dark Lords.

And of course, after Haierbo himself was suppressed and sealed, the remaining lackey forces would have nothing to eat.

Under the supervision of the Wizarding Council at that time, which was the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic today, those families who dared to follow Hai Erbo's troubles signed powerful magic contracts one by one, and completely retreated behind the scenes of the world stage.

It is ironic that these ancient wizard families can retain more inheritance, but it is precisely because of that contract.

"...Therefore, any descendants with ancestors' blood flowing in their bodies cannot take the initiative to interfere with the wizarding society outside. Of course, if they counterattack passively, the contract still allows it."

After listening to Witt's old owner's narration, "Old Barnes and Noble" on the sofa did not show much reaction. But in fact, he was somewhat stunned in his heart.

After all, this matter is actually related to me, and the relationship is quite close!

"Hmph, what about those contracts? Don't tell me that you didn't even think about breaking them?" He rubbed his forehead again and asked casually.

However, when Old Werther heard these words, he had a wry smile on his face.

"When two families in a row decline rapidly without knowing why, probably no one dares to think about it anymore!"

When talking about these things, the old Patriarch seemed a little helpless—who wouldn't want his family to regain its glory?

However, under the dual constraints of that contract and the changes in the world structure, no matter how rich their family is, it will be difficult to stand up after all.

However, perhaps seeing that the "Bano" in front of him did not come with malicious intent, the old Patriarch gradually became much calmer while talking about the past.

"Hmm... a powerful blood curse? It sounds like Salazar's method..." After muttering for a while, the other party continued, "Okay, let's stop here for the time being! Next is the first Two things, and that's one of my real concerns—"

As he was speaking, he suddenly raised his head, and his sharp gaze stabbed at Old Werther.

"Is the magic book "Abatel" of your Werther family still there?"

This sentence was the last thing Old Werther wanted to hear, but he actually understood that this was exactly what the other party was most likely to mention.

As the magic inheritance of the Werther family, "Abatel" records a large number of research results, and even some ancient magic that has long been listed as taboo by the magic world.

For example, the "Devil Summoning Technique" that was separately listed as a large system in the ancient Summoning Technique, and the "Devil Sacrifice Technique" that was closely related to the former!

"Sorry, if you want to ask this, please forgive me for not being able to answer."

Since the magic book "Abatel" is equivalent to the entire Werther family, due to emotion and reason,

It is impossible for Old Werther to disclose it to outsiders, so he said this sentence quite strongly.

However, in the eyes of the other party, his persistence is like a boring joke.

"Witt," Old Barno sneered suddenly, and asked abruptly, "If I told you now that I was the 'Helbo' you just said was suppressed in an unknown place, you would still tell me you were 'no' answer '?"

As he was speaking, he turned his head slightly, and glanced at the door leading to the inner room of the study.

...

As I said earlier, the weather today is not very good. It was gloomy early in the morning, and it didn't clear up in the afternoon, but it started to rain continuously.

But isn't this the most typical weather in the UK?

Speaking of which, Mario had never had a good impression of Yin Tian, ​​but today was different. Miriam's lunch invitation made him look forward to it rarely.

The phrase "Don't you want to feel the feeling of breaking free from the shackles?" really touched his already silent heart.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that things seemed to be different from what he had imagined. In other words, it is impossible for him to understand what true freedom looks like.

"……here is?"

Standing in the deepest part of a narrow alley, Mario couldn't help feeling a little dazed. He could feel the stickiness under his shoes, and he could smell the damp and musty smell in the alley, but he couldn't find the so-called "freedom".

This is London's underground black market, and Mario often comes here.

But just like Maca's experience at the beginning, the streets and alleys here are too complicated, and no one dares to say that he knows everything about this place.

Mario usually has something to do when he comes here, so naturally he doesn't have time to stroll casually.

Miriam, who was beside him, looked quite relaxed at the moment, with a smile on her lips. Even the expensive clothes on her body seem a bit abrupt no matter how you look at them here.

"Don't ask, just follow me."

Having said that, Miriam took out her wand and lightly tapped some brick holes in the wall, and a large piece of the brick wall was sunken immediately, revealing a thick wooden door.

On that door, there are still a few crooked words - Sleeping Dragon Bar.

As if sensing that Mario was hesitant, Miriam patted him on the shoulder and gave him a brisk look.

"Don't worry, I've only been here a few times, it's just recently."

Before she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and opened the wooden door, and walked in openly. Seeing this, Mario had no choice but to choose to follow her with full of doubts.

But when Marius stepped through the doorway, a burst of noise immediately drowned him out.

In the British wizarding world, there are quite a few pubs, but such a noisy pub is extremely rare. Unlike Muggles who prefer to use madness to relieve the stress of life, most wizards are still accustomed to enjoying a slow pace.

However, in this "Mianlong Bar", there is no feeling of "sleep".

It can be seen that the space here is not small, and it must have been cast with the traceless stretching spell.

There are various messy round wooden tables all around, and there is a bar in each corner, where house elves step on high stools to serve guests.

And in the center of those round tables, an oval dance floor flashed with dazzling colorful lights, and the cold air that came from nowhere covered the floor of the dance floor and spread continuously to the surroundings.

As for the guests who are enjoying themselves in this bar, they are dancing with the veela on the dance floor, and at first glance, they can only feel that their heads are full of hot illusions.

Mario even felt that he had begun to feel dizzy.

"Relax, don't be so stiff—" Miriam punched him hard in the chest, leaned into his ear and shouted loudly, "Come here, let's go there first!"

After yelling, she unceremoniously grabbed Marius by the sleeve, and dragged him vigorously into the dancing crowd.

It's crowded, it's noisy, it's chaotic... well, at least for Mario.

Waves of music washed over his eardrums one after another, making him feel his whole body trembling and his brain numb. When advancing in the crowd, the surrounding bodies seemed to be falling down on him, and he had to shake three times every step he took.

But for some reason, the scorching air in this bar seemed to be constantly ironing his soul, unknowingly washing away the uneasiness in his heart.

Just halfway through, Mario felt that he had merged with the heat here, and the sadness that had been suppressed in his heart in the past years could not be restrained from gushing out from his throat.

"what--"

He just roared involuntarily, when suddenly he tripped over something on his toes, and then fell headlong. Miriam, who was walking in front, only felt a slip of her fingertips, and if she turned around, where could she find someone?

"Oh, it seems a little too anxious..." She pursed her lips and complained to herself secretly.

When Miriam pushed through the crowd and found Mario again, the poor guy already had several footprints on his body. What made Miriam dumbfounded was that she actually saw a wanton smile on the face of Mario who was lying on the ground.

Freedom, is this the taste of freedom?

It feels so wonderful to leave all family rules, dogmas, etiquette, and responsibilities behind!

Mario let Miriam drag him up from the ground forcibly, a few places on his body that were stepped on were painful, but he just wanted to laugh out loud.

I don't know how long it has been.

Anyway, after eating a not so good fish and chips, drinking a few bottles of messy wine, and letting go of himself for a long time, he finally staggered out of the room with Miriam. A black market bar like a group of demons dancing wildly.

As the wooden door behind him turned back into a grey-black slippery brick wall, the deafening noise just now completely disappeared, and only the buzzing sound that still existed in his ears told him that everything was not a fantasy.

"Also, I don't have such a rich imagination!"

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