There are always people in this world who overestimate themselves, but the high mobility of these guys makes people panic.

Not to mention the current aristocracy, it is the future wizarding world, isn't Fudge a living example there?

At first, he may have been a little better, and he would humbly ask for advice when he encountered something he couldn't handle, but when something really big happened and he parted ways with Dumbledore for fear of losing power, all the moths came out.

To be honest, Barty Crouch was more than he was fit for the position of Minister of Magic in terms of mobility - his ascension to the position was entirely Crouch's fatal mistake and sent his son to prison - but in the end, it turned out that he was not doing the right thing at all, and the only regret was that he later changed the right choice back.

But that's all about it now—Eren still has to get basic help from this lord before he can do it.

At the very least, information about the location of the villages, the distribution of the population, and the records of the soldiers recruited for this time must be obtained—nothing can be done with a blind eye, and no one but the lord can obtain these relevant data.

——

By the time Eren and the others were relieved of the slight dizziness of teleportation, the castle had already appeared in front of them—it was said to have been built hundreds of years ago, and the lord's family had lived here for generations.

Alan's appearance directly attracted the attention of the guard soldier, but unfortunately the soldier didn't even have the courage to attack, and the sound of the urn trembling from the top of the castle, as if the person who spoke was wrapped in something.

"Ahem, yes—which wizard is visiting? Please report your name, I—I'll go and inform the butler. ”

According to him, the soldier probably had seen a wizard—no wonder he was afraid of it.

Then things will be easy to do, as the circle turns, Alan and they directly passed to the soldier's side - when Alan 1 showed his figure, he obviously saw that the legs of the person in front of him were a little trembling, which couldn't help but make him wonder if the other party would tremble and fall to the ground if he scared people again.

Fortunately, he doesn't have this leisure and elegance - there are still a lot of things to do, what kind of ability is it to bully ordinary people.

Just as he was about to ask, a pungent sour smell and a foul smell suddenly rushed over, making him frown directly - as a chef branch of wizards, it is not okay to have a bad sense of smell.

Soon, his eyes converged on the source of the smell, which was a thick cloth that was layered several layers and tied to the guard's face, and the other party's voice urn was angry because of this cloth, and its smell even reminded Alan of the long urinal pool unique to the men's toilet...

Although he wanted to turn his head away in disgust, Alan was afraid that this was something that caused people to not take a bath for decades because of what beliefs they had - although he didn't understand this, Alan still respected it when the other party didn't violate him.

Psychology silently admired, Alan couldn't help but regret not adding a bubble head curse to himself - he was afraid that the smell of blood or rot would not smell, and the bubble head spell had an impact on hearing, so he relied on his physique to resist directly...

Holding back the desire to spit out, Alan looked at the other party, and asked while taking out the token: "You don't need to inform the housekeeper or anything, we are wizards from the royal capital who came to deal with plague-related matters, and now we want to see your lord, where is he now?"

The tone is extremely cold, even emotionless - but the more this happens, the more the other party eats this set.

With the blessing of the fact that Allen appeared in front of him in a flash, the other party easily confirmed Allen's identity, and he didn't even have the time to question it, and his tone became more and more humble: "My lord, it's true that the lord is in the castle, but it's really inconvenient for him to deal with things now, and now all the things in the castle are handled by the butler himself." ”

。。。

A coup d'état?

What are you kidding - even if the coup d'état is also from relatives, how can the housekeeper have a chance of a coup d'état.

But now that the incident happened suddenly, I still have to check with the lord.

"Maybe the butler really can handle it, but I'm going to see the lord now..."Alan looked around, and with a flick of his wand, the nearby ground was surrounded by a sea of fire out of thin air, and then quickly annihilated.

There was a spitting sound from under the thick cloth on the opposite side, and then the stammering words followed: "I'm sorry... My lord, I understand now, and I'll take you to your lordship. ”

His legs were still shaky, but they were noticeably much faster—which made Alan wonder if his legs would fall into the air.

Hermione let out a rare sneer behind him - she had not been in a good mood since hearing about the count's glorious deeds, and although this guy looked a little miserable, he was undoubtedly one of the initiators, and deserved some of the guilt.

Following the panicked soldiers, Alan and the others managed to meet the lord after dozens of minutes - he finally understood why the soldiers repeated the fact that the lord was not very suitable to meet people at the moment.

The reason is quite simple, because at this moment, the lord's appearance is completely devoid of the demeanor of a nobleman.

Perhaps some of you have seen the pigs' nests of many families in the village, and the environment that this lord is talking about at this moment can be compared to the pig's nest, and it is even more than that.

The stinking water, the mud, and maybe even the feces were piled on top of each other, making the huge hall look like the lowest of slums, and no one could have connected him to the nobility had it not been for the extravagant mutton fat candles and the food on the only clean table.

If it weren't for the fact that this somewhat thin lord couldn't see any restraint on him, and the people around him were respectful, Alan would definitely think that this guy was under house arrest by his own subordinates.

Previously, when the soldiers rushed in, the other party's anger Alan heard it really - but when he heard that it was the wizard who came to deal with the plague, Alan heard the other party's voice suddenly softened as if it had been pickled in honey.

He even heard the other party's footsteps trying to run out, but in the end the other party hesitated—he didn't know if it was for the sake of the nobleman's face or something else.

When he saw Allen's face, the other party's face was obviously happy - obviously, he knew the identity of the person in front of him as Merlin.

"Lord Merlin, it's good that you're here—look at what are the imperfections of my Dobby plague measures?" the other blurted out this sentence—not the people, not how to solve it, but their own safety.

Well, that's right, it's definitely a real lord who talks like this.