Chapter 743 The Eerie Castle

"This guy is a trouble, you shouldn't agree to let her join!" Sirius whispered to Ivan.

At this time, they had just finished searching the room and were walking down the stairs.

"I know, but she is also an Auror of the French Ministry of Magic. If you don't let her follow you, what are you planning to do, tie her here? Or knock her out and throw her on that bed? You don't really have that hobby, do you? "Aiwen asked back, looking at Sirius, "When the owl monster is caught, she will have to deal with the follow-up troubles."

"Okay, but if she's dragging her feet, I suggest it's best to..."

"Gentlemen, whispering is not the demeanor that a gentleman should have. Since we are now in a cooperative relationship, we should..." Elena paused, trying to find a word, "Yes, we should be honest Treat each other without reservation. Are you two from England? What's your name?"

"Yes, we are from England, and my name is Ivan Mason." Ivan said, "This is Sirius Black."

"Oh my God, Sirius Black, I've heard your name and those stories." Irina said in surprise, looking at Sirius in disbelief, "You really are in Azka for a trumped-up charge. Thirteen years in class?!"

The atmosphere was a bit dull, this was a topic Sirius didn't want to mention, he didn't answer, but Elena continued on.

"I'm your admirer, I bought all the articles about you in the market, the things you did for your friend James Potter and his son Harry, tracking down the Death Eater, and Go to Azkaban to make amends." Elena said, looking at Sirius, "How to say, I think these actions are very noble and courageous, ordinary people can't do it, you..."

"I'm not as noble as you say, because my stupidity caused the deaths of James and Lily, and I deserved those things later." Sirius said, "Now please shut up and keep quiet, you affect Me!"

"Has he always been this scary?" Elena whispered to Ivan, distanced herself from Sirius.

"He's not like this usually, maybe he's not good at dealing with girls." Aiwen said, changing the subject, "Miss Lorraine, have you found anything from the Aurors about this case? Why are you alone? exist?"

"Don't mention it, the ministry doesn't pay much attention to this matter at all. They put all their energy on Paris, not a small city like Dijon. I'm the only one who insisted on investigating." Elena said, "This It's a complicated case, and I think it's an opportunity to prove myself, which I don't have in Paris. I've searched the house before you came, and I've found something really remarkable."

"What is it?"

"Well, how should I put it, Mary, the last owner of this house, seems to have a unique hobby. I found hundreds of dead cat heads in the storage room downstairs, and they were all skinned and thrown there... ..."

Hundreds of bloody owl carcasses piled up in a small room, this is really a purgatory scene.

This further confirmed Ivan's guess that the black magic he saw on the wall had this process.

The owner of this house, Mary, may be the owl monster, who killed herself, gave her life to the demon, and became a terrible monster, and the owls were her medium of choice.

Perhaps, she used magic to transplant the feathers stripped from them to herself one by one in the dark...

That being the case, the next step is the soul of the owl. There are many such things in the owl fortress outside the city.

Now the question is, where is that monster? !

And the woman Ariana who appeared in the mirror, what is her real purpose? !

In the darkness, the three of them returned to the first floor and came to the passage full of house elf heads.

"The woman who appeared in the mirror told you that someone hid something in these heads?" said Irina, who had just learned about it from Aiwen, "I didn't expect this, it looks terrible. It's disgusting."

"It's really disgusting!" Ivan nodded, looking at the dry heads of house elves and the ugly big noses on them.

He had to admit that hiding something in there was a brilliant idea.

Maybe he should go back under the Hogwarts kitchens and get a good look at those heads...

"When the house elves die, the habit of hanging their heads on the wall is said to have originated from the ancient Black family, and was later adopted by other pure-blood wizard families. It became popular in the European magic world and has continued to this day." Sirius said in a sarcastic tone, "It seems that one of my ancestors really made a great contribution to the development and progress of the magic world, one, two, three... the eighth from the left, it should be this guy."

It was a house elf with brown skin. It seemed to be sick and mutated. Its entire face was deformed, and many places even started to rot. It was staring at the front with big light bulb-like eyes.

Like a leper, it looks particularly uncomfortable.

"Let me do this kind of dirty work!" said Sirius, stepped forward to open its mouth, and looked inside.

Jelena looked at Sirius with a half-surprised, half-admired expression, watching him put his hand inside the house-elf's mouth and take out a canister filled with dark red blood in a sticky liquid that looked like oil. Pass the vial to Ivan.

Ai Wen opened the bottle and smelled it, and there was a strong smell of blood.

He wasn't a vampire, so he couldn't tell if it was the blood of unicorns, white lions, and phoenixes, or something else.

But this is not important, since this thing is in hand, there are no valuable clues in this house.

Aiwen discussed with Sirius and Elena, and the three of them directly Apparated to the Owl Fortress outside the city.

As soon as he appeared, Ivan saw a huge, eerie black silhouette appearing above the distant river valley.

This is a huge castle, the whole body is built with dark brown stones, looking down like a giant beast.

Unlike Hogwarts, this castle was built on the hillside, making full use of the terrain to carve an indestructible military fortress.

At this moment, the surroundings of the castle were desolate, deathly silent, and there was nothing on the ground except black stones.