Chapter 805: Trading Under Trading

It was raining outside, pattering and misty, and I couldn't see the scene across the street clearly at a glance.

The Muggles on the sidewalk came and went, with different expressions and postures, as if they were silently interpreting the various states of life in this world.

As the heir of the Augustine family, Marioco never imagined that he would spend his time leisurely in a Muggle afternoon tea restaurant.

Speaking of which, the decoration of this store is quite unique.

The exquisite wooden doors and windows are painted with a uniform white paint, and a wall is covered with various teapots and cups. Most of them are not necessarily very expensive, but the various patterns on them are all refreshing.

The boss here is a blond lady with curls, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes show that she is no longer young.

But in this small shop, there are cute decorations left by her in her spare time everywhere, which shows that her heart never grows old.

At this moment, Mario and Miriam were sitting face to face by the window, neither of them spoke, they just read and sipped tea quietly.

From the hustle and bustle of the "Mianlong Bar" before to the tranquility of this afternoon tea restaurant, the stark contrast between the front and the back gave Mario an indescribable feeling.

It's like... like...

"...It's as if my life from childhood to adulthood has been wasted."

He couldn't help but speak first, but his tone was slight, as if he was afraid of desecrating the tranquility that enveloped him.

Afternoon tea, Mario drank too much, from luxurious halls to magnificent gardens, it was a normal life for him. Generally speaking, the enjoyment time of afternoon tea is usually calm and quiet.

However, it was obviously quiet, but he just felt that the quietness in front of him was quite different from usual.

Is there more or less?

Miriam still took a small sip from her teacup, and did not respond to Mario's emotion just now. So the latter didn't feel annoyed, and inadvertently cast his gaze out of the oriel window.

Oh, maybe it's the "worldliness" that pure-blooded wizards dismiss?

"Miss Miriam, please allow me to express my sincere thanks for the invitation this afternoon!"

While listening to the dripping rain outside the window, Mario thanked Miriam.

This time, in his words, there was finally no usual formulaic emotion—this thank you was obviously sincere.

Until this moment, Miriam finally put the teacup back on the white porcelain saucer, with a touching smile on her face.

"You don't need to be so polite. I believe that with the wisdom of Master Augustine, you will understand that I also have my own purpose for doing this."

She said this very frankly.

If you think about it, if you don't make some utilitarian preparations beforehand, how can you knock on the door of Mario's heart so accurately?

As a young master of the family who was used to various ways of doing things, Mario had already seen the doubts in it. In fact, from the first moment Miriam visited his room, it was impossible for a keen mind not to see it.

It's a pity that this "conspiracy" is really too good for Mario, it is so good that he knows that something is wrong, but he is just as happy.

After all, for him, it doesn't matter what the family is!

"Miss Miriam, I think you must have something else to tell me... Please tell me too!"

Mario picked up the teacup and took a sip, allowing the aroma of black tea to flow gently between his mouth and nose, and he swallowed the tea after a while and added:

"You helped me take a step that I have never been able to take... In order to repay, I am willing to do something for you within my power."

Don't talk too much, this is a very common speech skill in negotiation, he can speak like this, it can be seen that the original judgment has not been disturbed by the touch in his heart.

"Oh, since you say so, Master Augustine—"

Miriam nodded slightly,

It seems that Mario's attitude is not surprising.

"I don't know if you have heard of one thing," she said casually, "About a hundred years ago, a member of the Werther family fled from the family all the way to this Muggle world, and published a book called "" The manuscript magic book of "Abatel" was brought out..."

Not many people know about it, but definitely not many.

Although the Werther family lives in seclusion, there is still no shortage of wizards who know their existence. And this "family traitor incident" that once caused a lot of trouble in the fixed circle, of course, the Augustine family also knew about it.

"A great research book on many ancient magics. It is said that it covers a lot of ancient magic knowledge such as curse science, soul science, summoning science, heraldry, symbolism..."

"It's a pity that the magic book "Abatel" was incomplete when it was first obtained by the Werther family. And what the family member stole back then was only a partial copy of himself, and it was quickly taken by the Werther family. The old Patriarch personally took it back."

Mario didn't hesitate, and started talking in front of Miriam. At the end, he waved his hand indifferently.

"The complete "Abatel" has a total of eight volumes, and what the Werther family currently holds... is said to be only three of them."

Miriam couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard this.

"And the key lies in which three volumes they have."

Seeing that Miriam seemed to be expecting him to give an answer, Mario just spread his hands helplessly.

"Unfortunately, all I know is that one of the volumes should be about 'Soulology'. As for the other two volumes, or more..."

It was natural for him not to know, besides the core members of the family, who else would know these top family secrets?

"yes?"

Miriam nodded, and then turned into a state of contemplation.

Looking at her across the table, Mario hesitated a little.

This woman had chosen to approach him from the start, and later made a deal with his family with an up and coming broomstick company.

Leaving aside for the time being the ostensible purpose of the deal, at least the process involved, was to marry him to Miss Navitt.

Thinking about it like this, Mario couldn't help but his heart beat violently!

"Miss Miriam," he couldn't help asking with surprise on his face, "Could it be that you want me to help you obtain "Abatel" from the Werther family?"

Because the more he thought about it, the more possible it became, and Mario felt a little guilty in his heart.

In fact, he originally thought that the other party was just trying to get some oil from the Augustine family behind him, but who knew that things seemed to start to go to a place he didn't expect at all.

Miriam suddenly came to her senses when she heard the words, but she soon smiled relaxedly.

"No, how could it be?" She said in a leisurely tone, "Don't worry, we won't let you do such a dangerous thing... Well, in fact, it's impossible to do that at all!"

"Uh, yes..." Mario couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, "Even if I marry Miss Werther as a matter of course, the Werther family will not allow me, an 'outsider', to get in touch with their family's core heritage."

But even though he breathed a sigh of relief, his heart that had already been raised could not fall back into his stomach. Because he now understands that this woman's intentions must be completely different from what he imagined!

She...or she and her companions, what exactly are they plotting?

Of course, no matter how Miriam could guess, as long as she didn't use Legilimency, she wouldn't be able to know Mario's fear. But now, she doesn't care much about what the other party thinks.

"That's right," Miriam continued, "Actually! What we want to ask you to do is not difficult... Remember? The deal we made with your father was to let your fiancée stay in Hogwarts Let the Witt family fight that Maca McLean under the pretext of using it.”

"Of course I remember," Mario nodded and said, "You said you had a grudge against McClain, and the intelligence also showed that you did fight him...I heard that you lost several companions because of this?"

Miriam immediately affirmed:

"Yes, these are all facts, and we really want to deal with that McLean. It's just... well, I can only tell you the next words, and I hope you can keep them in your heart. If you agree, I need to form an unbreakable spell with you to ensure that you will not go back on your word about revealing our secret to your family..."

Having said that, she seemed to smile a little apologetically.

"I'm sorry, but please forgive me, after all...these matters concern the lives of me and my companion."

When he heard that things seemed to be going back to his own family again, Mario felt relieved for a while.

To be honest, he never had the slightest liking for his father who hid the knife in his smile. In addition, since he was a child, he has hardly felt any father's love, and this sense of alienation becomes more and more obvious.

As for his mother...

"Hmph," Mario sneered slightly after remembering something, and then said, "No problem, it's just a secret spell, and it should be taken for granted."

"It would be great if you can promise." Miriam showed a bright smile, "My companion should come over in a while, and we can ask him to be the witness."

A secrecy spell is necessary, and she will no longer reveal more information to the other party until Yasa arrives.

So after that, Miriam temporarily put aside the topic, and talked to Mario about some details about Muggle life.

For Mario, this is undoubtedly new and interesting.

There was still a lot of time between afternoon and sunset, and he wished he could enjoy this kind of free-spirited jokes for a while longer! So he didn't mean to be impatient at all, but instead started to ask.

It seemed that he was willing to throw him directly into the Muggle world.

"Oh, this is the first time I've discovered that this world is so beautiful!"

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