Chapter 1257: Strange in heart

"... Go to the families who have a strong family base and have the ability to collect valuable magical items. Ask them one by one. Especially if there are ancestors in the family who have served as the director of the Ministry of Magic or entered the Department of Mystery Affairs, priority is given ask……"
In the side hall of the Malfoy Manor, Maca was telling Lucius his specific requirements.
In fact, a few minutes ago, he was still knocking on the door, and after waiting for a while, no one came to open it for him.
Of course, Maca and Malfoy are not polite these days. When he noticed that there was someone in the room, but there was no movement, he rushed in.
To be honest, when Lucius and Narcissa saw that the person was Maca, they were somewhat relieved. Because what they are most worried about now is actually being approached by the black wizards under Haierbo's hands-how terrible the black wizards are in the mess in London, they have heard through some channels long ago!
However, after arriving in this side hall, Maca didn't give them much time to calm down, just greeted them casually. Began to arrange the mission for Lucius.
But ... something's wrong!
Maca always felt that something strange was lingering in her heart, as if she hadn't noticed any information ... or something was wrong.
"... By the way, don't forget that there is also Connelly Fudge-although his family does not have such a long history, he himself is also the last Minister of Magic, and it is worth asking."
Maca was talking, suddenly reminded as if something had been thought:
"However, Connelly is dead after all, and even the body was not found. When you go to his house for inquiries, remember to be gentle."
After adding such a sentence, he frowned slightly:
"Anyway, that's it ... I just said at the beginning, don't let go of any clues that you might find a time converter! If you think of yourself beyond the suggestions I just mentioned, May as well try to check it ... "
"Finally, if there is something difficult to do, or if you find clues in the city of London, then you send a letter to the broken pot bar."
At this point, Marka had already finished all the explanations, and immediately saw him waving his hand, and decisively turned to walk to the door.
"Hey--"
The stormy words of Maca made the Malfoys a little bit unresponsive. Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Lucius hurriedly reached out and stopped him.
"What's wrong?" Maca turned back slightly. "I said it too fast, didn't I understand? Would you like to say it again?"
"Ah! No, no, we heard it clearly ..." Lucius said, "It's just ... you know, it's so dangerous outside now, I'm worried about my strength--"
The couple had always been hiding at home because they were worried about danger. They didn't even dare to leave the door. Even so, they are already thinking about whether to go abroad to avoid it.
It was only because Maca came to speak in person, and considering the many favors he gave to Malfoy's family in the past, they really did not have the face to refuse.
On the other side, Maca shook her head and heard the question raised by Lucius:
"Don't I all say that? You don't need to go to London, just look for the families living outside London! At present Haierbo's energy is still concentrated in the city of London, and he obviously has no time to take care of it elsewhere."
Talking, he saw that Lucius still had no confidence, and he sighed:
"If you are not at ease, let it follow you!"
While saying this sentence, Macallo raised his hand, and even a silver-white mist gathered in his palm.
Then, a silver eagle guardian who only had a large palm but looked like a real flew flew up from that light and mist, flew over half the hall like lightning, and landed on the shoulder of Lucius.
"Unless you encountered Haierbo directly, otherwise, at least it would be okay to retreat." After leaving Lucius a guarantee, Maca no longer stayed in delay, even when she turned to open the side hall door .
"It may take a long time to go to the Witt family, so I have to go-Lucius, if you ca n’t rest assured even then, pray that I can find a worthy one directly there Time converter! "
On this trip to Malfoy Manor, Maca can be said to come suddenly and hurriedly. But when he stepped out of the mansion and came to the vestibule, he was about to rush to London as soon as possible but could not help but pause.
Yes, it was still the strange feeling that flashed in his heart just now, which made him involuntarily become another meditation.
"What did I ... ignore?"
...
The Witt family, a family of ancient wizards that relied on magic research.
Until the Middle Ages, although the family of wizards, such as the Witt family, which could truly be called the "magic family", was also limited, there were still many in general.
But with a series of disputes that have gradually intensified since then, several successive large-scale wars have killed many ancient wizard families.
Until now, there are only a handful of ancient wizarding families that can survive in various countries and regions, and the inheritance in their homes has been more or less like the Witt family.
However, now the oldest headache for Wit's homeowner is the "shy Haierbo", an authentic ancient wizard. It is precisely because their Wit family and Haierbo have some long-term relationship. Even if there are many generations of changes now, it will not prevent Haierbo from coming to their house to do work.
Just like these two days, the Wit's house, which was brought in by a bunch of hands by Hilposer, seemed to be able to endure in silence.
Undoubtedly, this is not because their ancestors were related to Haierbo. They were only obliged to obey Haierbo's strength.
Moreover, the old owner of Wit is obviously quite unwilling-otherwise, he would not suggest that his son, that is, Charlotte's father, would find a way to secretly find Maca.
Now, in the homeowner's study upstairs in the house of Witt's house ... well, to be honest, he has been waiting very anxiously.
As Haierbo's men are currently in his family, he cannot talk to his son too much. So although Charlotte's father knew something about Demon Summoning, he was obviously not as clear as his father.
Therefore, what Old Witt hopes for most now is that Maca can come earlier, so that he can directly tell the other party more detailed information he knows.
In addition to Haierbo in this world, I am afraid that only he can understand how terrible the demon summoning is-at least the old Wit himself thinks so.
But he didn't know that although Maca finally embarked on his way to his house of Witt's house, what he did was not a matter of demon summoning at all.
What's more, he wouldn't know about the great danger that can be caused after the demon summoning is completed, Maca has already heard from the "eldest daughter" who came out of thin air.
"call--"
The homeowner glanced at the wizard sitting diagonally across the sofa, then exhaled a little impatiently. The book at hand has not been turned over for a long time.
"Mr. Witt, is this study too boring? Also, such a closed study is really not suitable for elderly people to stay too long!"
When the other party heard the call from the old owner, he still did not forget to say a taunt, and it was obvious that he did not take the old owner of Wit seriously.
"Oh, by the way ... if necessary, I think we can change to a room with a window-at least it will make you more breathable, right?"
"Humph."
Old Vitus frowned and snorted coldly.
Seriously, if the owner of the homeowner was young, I was afraid that he would have rolled up his sleeves and wrestled duel.
But now, after all, he is so old-even if Dumbledore is alive, he will be as old as him. A man like his age naturally understands the importance of patience when it is time to endure.
The wizard on the sofa saw that Old Witt was not attacking, and he could not help but chuckle his lips, and then lowered his head to turn a magical book randomly.
He was a wizard sent by the Hilbert to the Witt family to oversee the homeowner.
Old Witt has never played against him, so he cannot determine the specific strength of the opponent. However, according to his certain understanding of Haierbo, he knew that since Haierbo sent such a guy to guard himself, it must be something to rely on.
The thought in Old Wit's mind grew stronger at the thought.
He closed his eyes slightly, and after forcing himself to calm down again ~ EbookFREE.me ~, he opened his eyes and planned to continue to turn two pages of the book.
But at this time, the old man's expression was slightly stagnant.
He saw that behind the sofa on which the annoying wizard was sitting, a figure had appeared there somehow. Right now, the man was lowering his eyes slightly, and a pair of eyes fell silently on the back of the watcher.
Old Wit was shocked, but he was so old, and his deep-seated city hall did not show any abrupt expression. After just a pause, he lowered his head and ignored the sudden appearance.
But in his heart, he was secretly relieved:
"This McLean ... is finally here."
That's right, it's the Maca who is standing behind the wizard at this moment. After entering the underground black market, he quickly arrived at Witt's mansion, knowing that there were Haierbo's men here, he decisively chose to dive in first to explore the situation.
But now, apparently, he had touched Old Witte's study all the way.