"Madame Maxime, you are a rare guest, welcome, welcome, come in!" As soon as the carriage stopped, the barkeeper, Barr, an old man in his sixties with a wrinkled face, greeted him, and said with a smile, "How come you have time to come to Dijon?"

"We're just passing through, and we'll be gone tomorrow morning!" said Madame Maxim, stepping out of the carriage, "please prepare us dinner and open four rooms." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"There are so many rooms that not many people dare to come to Dijon in this situation. Barr Sr. said, sighing.

"What has happened?" asked Madame Maxim, pausing at the door of the bar, "why do you look sad, I remember the last time I visited, your tavern was very prosperous. ”

"Don't mention, it's been a terrible situation lately, it's all the terrible owl people who are making trouble, and people are panicking, not to mention the foreign tourists, even the local wizards don't go out much!" said Barr, waving his hand helplessly.

"Owlman, what's that?!" Evan asked, looking at the barkeeper in surprise.

"To be honest, I don't know what kind of monster it is, I haven't seen it. However, according to eyewitnesses, it was an object about the size of a human woman, half covered in feathers, pointed ears, and black pincer-like claws on its hands. The feathers are silvery-gray in color, and the eyes are bloodshot, and they look like a terrible owl turned into a man......"

Listening to the other party's description, the appearance of a monster appeared in Aiwen's mind.

"This guy is said to have come out of the Owl Fortress, which is so famous that it attracts many wizards to Dijon every year, and at first everyone thought it was a joke or a publicity stunt, and they didn't take it seriously. Barr continued, "It wasn't until that incident happened that everybody realized how serious it was. ”

"There is a witch who has died, poor Mary, the last member of the oldest pure-blood wizarding family in Dijon, which is believed to be the only surviving descendant of the Duke of Burgundy, and even the Owl Fort is their property. She was found dead in her family's mansion and was not found until weeks later. Baal sighed heavily, and continued, "The Aurors who went to the scene to investigate saw a hellish picture, Mary's skin had been torn off, leaving only a bloody corpse, as if it were a puddle of rotten flesh heaped there. The window of her room was open, and the floor was littered with owl feathers, and some witnesses swore that the owl man had killed her......"

There was silence for a while, and Evan and the others didn't expect to hear such a bizarre and sensational murder as soon as they stepped out of the carriage.

"To be honest, Old Mary's popularity is not very good, if she changes to a normal way of dying, this matter may be a good after-dinner conversation, by the way, discussing how to distribute the huge family wealth she left behind. "Well, but in the present situation, especially with the owl man that more and more people see later, Dijon is completely finished, and the useless Ministry of Magic and the waste Aurors can't count on it, and they are far away in Paris, whether we live or die." ”

"I'll write to the ministry to report the situation!" said Madame Maxim, "I'm sorry, Barr, and I can't help you much. ”

"I'm glad you and your friends are here, as you say!" Barr bowed, looking up curiously at Aven, Sirius, and Hagrid behind Madame Maxime, "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes, and before then, what would you and your companions want to drink, beer or brandy?"

"Three glasses of brandy, and a glass of juice, that kid can't drink!" said Mrs. Maxime, with a pause, "if it's convenient, give my Malays some more pure malt whisky and put it in their hay." ”

"Leave it to me, Orim, and I'll take care of them. Hagrid said, dragging the rune horse to the bar's backyard.

Aven, Sirius, and Madame Maxim followed the boss into the tavern, through the narrow, dark passageway, and the image in front of them was similar to that of the Leaky Cauldron, but even the décor was generally similar.

The living room was gloomy and cramped, with centuries of dust accumulated on the floor.

Evan didn't understand why the taverns and inns run by wizards seemed to stay in the old Middle Ages, and if he had a choice, he would prefer to stay in a Muggle-owned hotel or guesthouse, but the other three would definitely not go.

As the owner of the bar said, there was not a single guest inside except them.

The thought of that horrific murder inevitably made the atmosphere a little dull, and everyone took the initiative to avoid it.

On the recommendation of Madame Maxime, Aven tried three French specialties from the Dijon region for dinner: boiled eggs in red wine, mixed fish soup and beef stew, which were delicious.

When he had finished eating, he left the table and returned to his room, where Sirius, Hagrid, and Madame Maxim seemed to want to have a few drinks.

Evan was ready to hurry up and take a look at the information Hermione had gathered for him about the giants, as well as the information about the Maelstrom of Calybdis.

He didn't know much about this before, and he had to hurry up and master it.

The tavern room was on the third floor, not very large, with a comfortable-looking bed, a few shiny pieces of oak furniture, a small desk, and a crackling fire in the fireplace.

Evan nodded, compared to the following, this place has obviously been carefully cleaned up, and it looks much cleaner!

He walked over to the window and looked outside, in the backyard of the bar, in the middle of which their huge carriage was parked.

Evan closed the curtains, took out his wand and cast a few protective spells, and then lay down to look at what Hermione had gathered for herself.

Giants are known to be humanoid magical creatures of great strength, usually possessing enormous size and unmatched brute strength, generally reaching thirty to fifty feet tall, possessing strong magical resistance, and being able to use weapons.

Because of this, giants have been considered a terrifying tool of war since ancient times.

A giant can fight more than ten well-trained wizards, who are cruel by nature and extremely averse to demonic magic.

In ancient times, they were killing machines on the battlefield, and in recent history, there have been several horrific incidents of giant slaughtering Muggles.