Chapter 806 Calling at the Door!

"Boom boom boom—"

Under the slightly annoyed gaze of the female shopkeeper, Mario and Miriam, who were having a pleasant conversation, hurriedly stopped what they were talking about, and turned their heads to look out the window beside them.

Outside the oriel window, fine raindrops were still floating in the air, and the streets were still foggy.

But under the rain curtain, a drenched man stood in front of the window glass, looking at them with a tired face.

"Boom boom."

After he knocked on the window twice again, he waved quickly, obviously signaling them to go out.

"Oh, Asaph?" Millian was a little surprised, "This...it's not even sunset yet! Why is he already here?"

However, she didn't make her companion who was still in the rain wait too long, and stood up right after.

"Master Augustine, let's go out first! From the looks of it, he should have urgent information to tell us... Well, it's about the Werther family."

Talking about things in the wizarding world in an afternoon tea restaurant run by Muggles is actually not a big deal. But looking at Asa's state just out of the water, it must be unrealistic to go into it.

Yes, even if the female shopkeeper doesn't turn him away, his appearance as a mermaid ashore is too eye-catching.

After leaving a few pounds, the two left the afternoon tea restaurant that had left a deep impression on Mario together, and opened two umbrellas one after another.

When they went outside the store, they found that the rain seemed to be stronger than what they saw inside. No wonder Asa got so wet.

"Let me squeeze too—"

Asa got under Miriam's umbrella unceremoniously, regardless of the rain on his body, the other party's exquisite clothes were soaked a lot.

"In the Muggle world, you can't use spells to avoid rain, which is too bad under certain circumstances!" First complained, Yasa lowered his voice and said, "Forget it, anyway, let me say the most important thing first Yes... Miriam, the situation has changed, and it's a big change! At this moment, the Werther family—”

Halfway through his speech, he subconsciously glanced at Mario on the opposite side, as if he was considering whether he should speak in front of the other party.

But soon, he shook his head to himself.

"Anyway, you will know it yourself sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it's sooner or later..." After muttering for a while, Yasa continued, "The whole process is actually a bit complicated, so let me first talk about the situation when I left Witt's mansion—"

"To put it simply, that McClain called the door!"

"what!"

"what?"

Hearing what Asa said, Mario and Miriam let out a low cry almost at the same time.

To be honest, no matter how much they overestimate Maca's strength, they just think that Maca also has a lot of support, but no one really thinks that he can fight against a large ancient wizard family by himself.

Not to mention, that guy will take the initiative to attack!

However, at least Miriam must believe what Asa said. The fact that Asa's words are true means that a good show has already kicked off in the Werther family's mansion.

"This... is really..."

Mario didn't know what to say, because he couldn't imagine what it would be like for a wizard to provoke a large family by himself.

"Yasa, did you see that McClain make a move before you left?"

"Hmph, of course." Yasa said with a complex expression, "In fact, I can leave there safely, but I have to thank him! If he hadn't suddenly demolished Witt's mansion, including the main entrance and the wall, I'm afraid ..."

"What happened?" Miriam frowned suddenly.

Seeing her question, Yasa briefly talked about what he heard in the study.

In fact, although they don't know if old Eun is keeping it secret, they really don't know anything about Hai Erbo. But what he listened to naturally also included the past story told by the old Patriarch Werther.

And when Yasa behind the door felt the sharp peeping from outside,

For Haierbo to be a powerful black wizard thousands of years ago, Yasa also had a not too clear, but quite real concept.

That's right, it was Haierbo's last glance at the door.

"...At first I thought he didn't notice me, because I had cast the concealment spell, until that cold gaze ignored the partition of the door..."

Having said that, Asa pouted, and simply stopped describing it.

"Anyway, at the moment Maca McLean made a shot in the front yard, I felt the eyes staring at me move away. Taking advantage of that moment, I ran through the side window..."

After hearing this, Miriam thought for a while, and then said involuntarily:

"It seems that there will probably be no peace in the black market today."

The mansion of the Werther family is in the old residential area of ​​the black market. When Maca was chasing the carriage there to find Charlotte, he had already found the place.

But this time, it was obviously impossible for him to enter by bluffing like he did back then.

"That's for sure," Asa wiped the rain from his face, and sighed softly, "Miriam... I just realized after seeing Maca McLean today, what he did when he was hunting down our team a few days ago Strength, I'm afraid it can't even be called 'retaining strength'!"

Mario has been standing by the side since just now, quite a bit speechless. It wasn't until he heard Yasa's words that he hesitated and said:

"Could it be, do you think he is able to fight against the entire Werther family?"

Asa heard this, and shook his head with some difficulty.

"No, I... I don't know."

...

Leaving aside what kind of shock Maca left in Asaph's heart, at least in the short period of time now, the members of the Werther family residing in the family mansion have lingering fears.

Especially those "Witters" who stayed in the main hall on the first floor at that time, several legs were still trembling slightly.

Those members of the Werther family were sitting quietly and chatting in the main hall at that time, with moderately warm black tea in their hands, all looking as if they were enjoying the nourishment of life in the afternoon.

But in an instant, an icy blue beam of light flashed across their field of vision.

The beam of light was about the thickness of a human arm, and it appeared for a very short time, but the beam itself did not have too strong a visual impact.

However, after the beam of light disappeared, the pierced gate, the back wall, and even the large wall around the hole were frosted and frozen, which would inevitably be frightening.

And when the completely frozen gate, together with the surrounding bricks and stones, became white fragments all over the ground...

"Maka McLean came to visit Patriarch Werther, and asked the old Patriarch to come out and see him."

Maca withdrew the staff that was stretched forward, paused on the ground, and shouted loudly.

In fact, according to his philosophy and habits, he is actually not willing to come to the door so recklessly. Something about the Covette family, but it gave him enough reason to do so.

Fortunately, the Witte family's old house is a black market deep underground in London. In this area that is neither black nor white, many things can be suppressed.

If he did this, Scrimgeour of the Ministry of Magic shouldn't be too embarrassed.

"Patriarch Witt?"

After Maca yelled again, he didn't give any more time to wait, but went straight to the ice hole at the main entrance of the mansion.

Although there were not many people in the main hall at the beginning, but now, there is no one here for the time being.

"I remember Senior Sister Charlotte said that there should be at least two layers of secret rooms somewhere below..."

He stood in the hall, slightly lowered his head and glanced at his feet, thinking secretly. It's just that no matter how he sensed it, he didn't find any traces of magic fluctuations.

The double-layer secret room was either too deep to be out of his range of perception, or there was some kind of special magic that covered up all the active reactions of magic power.

Either way, it is not easy to find the place without knowing the entrance to the secret room.

In particular, most of the underground secret rooms in the magic world have a common feature, that is-to dig as deep as they can, and to make them as concealed as possible.

Think about the underground vault of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, there is even a magma pool at the bottom!

After thinking about it like this, Maca simply put aside some unrealistic thoughts, and walked towards the side hall. He could sense that there were still people there.

"boom!"

The door of the side hall opened at the sound, and Maca's eyes quickly swept across it, and then he stretched out his staff and pulled it back.

A wizard who was about to run to the other end of the corridor flew upside down towards Maca as if an invisible hand had grabbed the clothes behind him.

Maca's light floating spell did not give a warning to the panicked opponent, but the guy seemed to be desperate, pulled out his wand and waved it twice in an awkward posture.

In a circle, a gray shadow appeared from the tip of the opponent's staff, and rushed towards Maca at a faster speed.

"Amplify the fear?"

Under the induction, Maca made a judgment in his mind like lightning.

Immediately, he saw that the floating spell cast by his right hand continued continuously, and his left hand shook in front of him a few times at the same time. Then it can be found that the gray vague shadow only paused in front of him for a moment, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And at that moment, the wizard of the Werther family sat down heavily at Maca's feet, causing him to howl in pain.

"Tell me, where is your Patriarch?"

From this person alone, Maca can understand that the family that still maintains the inheritance of ancient wizards is obviously very different from the so-called "pure blood" outside.

Not to mention anything else, just being able to counterattack when being controlled in mid-air is beyond the reach of ordinary wizards!

Maca heard the guy on the ground holding his tailbone and screaming for pain, and was about to threaten again, but he suddenly raised his head in the next second.

"Don't ask him, I'm right here."

Before the words were finished, a large group of figures emerged from the corridor opposite the side hall one after another, occupying most of the space in the side hall in a blink of an eye.

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