Chapter 1252 The Nott Family

"Bang bang."

At the door of a slightly old house, Mrs. Parkinson knocked on the closed door. Not long after, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the room, and the door opened gently.

Then, a thin-looking girl looked out the door timidly.

"Is Mr. Nott there? This is Vanessa Parkinson, I have something to talk to him about."

The girl looked at the dignified and luxuriously dressed Vanessa at the door, and after hesitating for a moment, she whispered:

"Sorry... the head of the family has not seen anyone for more than a year."

"Huh?" Vanessa raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, "Is it Knott's business? Who are you? Is it your turn to make decisions for him?"

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry."

The girl shrank her neck and apologized after being reprimanded by her.

"I see, I'm going to ask Mr. Patriarch for instructions... Please, please wait a moment."

Having said that, the girl was probably a little dazed by fright, and closed the door again with a "bang".

"Tsk."

Looking at the closed door, Vanessa couldn't help but clicked her tongue lightly, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

"If it wasn't for making that McClain owe me some favors, I wouldn't even come to this shitty place!"

Muttering this, Vanessa glanced at the house impatiently—the mossy brick walls, as well as the lawn and flower beds in the front yard that have not been taken care of at first glance, all show that the owner of this house How down and out.

However, Mr. Nanott, like her Parkinson family, belongs to one of the sacred twenty-eight families, and even the book "Pure Blood List" was written by Mr. Nott's father.

It is really a kind of sadness that a pure-blood family has mixed into this state today.

A moment later, the door of Nott's mansion slowly opened again, and then Vanessa saw the little girl before bowing to her respectfully.

"Mrs. Parkinson, please come in—"

"Humph.

"

Vanessa didn't even look at her, just snorted softly, and walked straight inside. Seeing this, the girl hastily closed the gate and chased after her.

"Mrs. Parkinson, please go this way... The master is waiting for you in the living room."

In fact, it's no wonder that Vanessa looks down on this place, because there is indeed a big gap between this house and her Parkinson's house. In fact, this is not the house of the Nott family at all, and the original manor has already been sold.

It took only a few steps, and soon Vanessa was led by the little girl to the living room, and then she saw a tall but thin figure standing by the window waiting.

Hearing footsteps behind him had reached the living room, Mr. Nott immediately turned around and nodded slightly in the direction of Mrs. Parkinson.

"It's rare for Madam to visit my Nott's house, and I'm deeply honored... My daughter has been shy since she was a child, and she may have neglected Madam, please forgive Madam."

As Mr. Nott said, he reached out to the sofa in the middle of the living room and said:

"Please sit down...Joy, go and make tea and refreshments for Madam."

"There's no need for snacks," Vanessa sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, and said calmly, "Nort...Speaking of which, we are old classmates too...You are the same age as my husband, a year taller than me In terms of family background, you are not much different from our Parkinson's family... I don't think you need to be too polite."

"How can this be done?" Mr. Nott smiled a little reluctantly, "Madam, actually... you have something to do here, let's just say it straight!"

While talking, he also took a seat not far away, but his demeanor and movements seemed a bit...how should I put it? air of gloominess?

To be honest, although Vanessa looked down upon Nott to some extent, she also understood why the other party was in such a weak state.

Recalling that more than ten years ago, Nott was still quite high-spirited. Because at that time, like Lucius of the Malfoy family, he was one of the few Death Eaters in the pure-blood family who followed Voldemort as the head of the family.

However, once Voldemort was defeated, the forces of Death Eaters also fell apart, and many Death Eaters were captured and imprisoned in Azkaban.

Yes, he wasn't as lucky as Lucius.

For so many years, he had been imprisoned in Azkaban, tasting the hopelessness of losing his happiness forever. It wasn't until Maca went to Azkaban that he was taken out together, freed from that terrible prison.

Because of escape from Azkaban and Voldemort's comeback, Nott thought he could follow Voldemort step by step as he did back then. And this time, he even made up his mind to get the Nott family out of the brink of extinction.

But who knew, Voldemort was defeated again almost before he had time to use his fists and kicks!

As a Death Eater, after Voldemort died in the vestibule of Hogwarts, he immediately retreated to his desolate home. He was worried every day, for fear that people from the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic would come and capture him, and then imprison him again in the sunless Azkaban to be with the dementors.

However, for more than a year, no one has come to him... It seems that he has been forgotten by everyone. With this feeling, he couldn't tell whether he should be grateful or sad.

Just when Nott fell silent after asking a question, Vanessa immediately said:

"Well, since you don't seem to need useless greetings, then forget it. After all, I don't have much time to beat around the bush. Actually, I came to ask you for something."

After a short pause, she continued:

"I remember that when Voldemort was trying to control the Ministry of Magic, he sent you to the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries to find a prophecy ball, didn't he?"

"Well?"

Nott was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and then nodded slightly.

"Yes, a prophecy about Voldemort hitting his nemesis... What's wrong?"

"As far as I know, if you go to the Hall of Prophecy, you must pass through the Hall of Time," Vanessa said. "Did you pick up the 'Time Turner' from there?"

"Time Converter?" Nott immediately shook his head and said, "Although that thing is cherished, it has no use value and is inconvenient to sell... What do I want it for?"

"You didn't take it?" Vanessa frowned immediately, but quickly asked again, "Then besides you? Among the Death Eaters who went with you, did anyone take it?"

"Do you want a Time-Turner?" Nott recalled, and said after a while, "Well, Voldemort said that he could take some 'souvenirs' away...Although I haven't seen it, there may indeed be someone go get it."

"Really?" Vanessa listened, and her eyes lit up, "Who were the people who went there? Tell me... Also, try to think about who is most likely to get it Time-Turner... If the information provided is accurate, you will benefit!"

Given the current situation of the Nott family, the "benefits" promised by the Parkinson family are obviously quite attractive. When Mr. Nott heard this, he immediately buried himself in deep thought.

However, he was not only thinking about who was with him at the time, he was also thinking about the reason why Vanessa wanted the time converter.

Although it was Nott who asked the other party to speak directly, he could feel that Vanessa seemed to be in urgent need of this thing.

"Could it be..." He thought to himself, "Is there any major benefit here?"

With a little care, Nott couldn't help but pay more attention to this matter. He was thinking that if he could find out why Vanessa was looking for the Time Converter, he might be able to take that unknown benefit into his own hands.

To be honest, their Nott family needs a turnaround more than the Parkinson family! After all, if they continue to be so lonely, this family will really be doomed.

"Let me think about it, think about it..."

Vanessa, however, has not noticed Nott's thoughts hidden under his weakness. From her point of view, it is simply a piece of cake to deal with a down-and-out pure-blood family.

...

It was evident that Mrs. Parkinson had not expected Maca to return from London so soon. In her opinion, since London is so chaotic, even Maca may not be able to come and go easily.

So, when she was still outside trying to find the Time Converter without a trace, Maca had already appeared near Parkinson's house.

"Professor McLean, you are back... Ah, and father!"

When Maca hurried back to Parkinson's mansion, he found Pansy waiting at the door. As soon as she saw Maca coming back, Panxi rushed to meet her.

"Where's your mother?"

Before Mr. Parkinson, the father, could speak first, Maca asked immediately.

"She...she said that she had something to do and she wanted to find someone, so she went out soon after you left." Panxi opened the door for Maca and her father, and said softly, "But she said, Should be back soon."

"Oh?" Maca thought for a while, "You said she went out after I left?"

"That's right," Pansy said.

Although Vanessa's actions seemed to Maka somewhat indifferent, but the other party's every move seemed to have a purpose.

Are you looking for a time-turner?

Although he was a little annoyed by Pansy's mother's previous "deception", if he could really get the Time Converter from the other party, then he wouldn't bother to worry about it so much.

"So, did she say where she's going?"

"I didn't say that," Pansy shook his head and said, "Professor McLean, you wait here for a while! Well, and father, you sit down for a while... I'll make some black tea for you."

Seeing Pansy turn and leave, Maca couldn't help sighing—is he just going to wait like this?