With a "bump", the carved metal door of the manor closed behind the two of them, and it was hidden. Not pleased with the feeling of insecurity behind him, Gale turned around and pulled the huge, rusty latch sideways.

As a wizard, Gale completely forgot about the fact that as soon as an "Alajo Cave Opens", the latch will open under the effect of a spell. But Gail still felt secure.

"Alright, next, let's go open the defenses, wake up the sleeping house-elves, and then go find the portrait of your ancestors in the gallery." Gail pulled out a list of things they had to do from his pocket.

Bruce said the manor's defense system was in the main study, on the second floor. Seaver nodded, leading Gail down the stone path of the manor, which had taken up most of the space in the weeds, in the direction of the mansion.

"Hey, Silver!" Halfway through, Gail grabbed Seaver and pointed to the withered green belt, "Is that Cod grass?" The one that's going extinct! ”

In the green belt, some traces of withered herbs could still be seen, and Gail could only recognize a few.

"It's a pity......" Gail felt pity when he saw Seaver nodding. This is a herb that is about to become extinct, and if you can take care of it until it matures, you can grow more. This is one of the raw materials for concentrated precious potions!

Seaver looked at Gail's pained expression, thought for a moment, and comforted Gail, saying, "Bruce said that he has left some seeds and ripe herbs of good grade. Don't feel distressed. ”

Hearing that the herbs could not be grown again, Gail turned cloudy and clear, and entered the mansion with Seaver. The two did not stop at Yihu, but went directly into the study of the head of the house on the second floor.

Pushing open the hidden wooden door, the two men entered the empty study. The books in the study were almost empty, as were the slightly valuable utensils. Even Gail could make out that there was a dent in the doorknob, and it was obvious that something had been inlaid before—it must have been ripped off.

How poor is this? Gail pursed his lips, his impression of the Ministry of Magic dropping another notch.

Behind the somewhat archaic drapery on one side is the huge genealogy of the Prince family. It is a huge family tree that is painted on the wall. This genealogy is the switch that activates the manor's defense system, but first, Seaver needs to fill in his name on the family tree first, making himself the only heir recognized by the Prince family before activating the defense system.

Severus pulled out a small potion bottle from his bosom, cut his finger, dripped a few drops of potion on the bleeding finger, and pressed his finger against the trunk of the family tree.

A brown glow emanated from the trunk of the family tree, and down the trunk into a thick branch, and then into a more branching trunk. After passing over the myriad fruits, the brown glow took the place of Erin Prince, who had been erased, and formed a small golden fruit. This was the sign that Severus was recognized by the Prince family and became the new head of the house.

Severus drew his wand, and struck the tip of the wand on the golden fruit, which was hidden among the dense foliage. Then, he pointed his wand at the trunk of the family tree.

Severus tapped his wand at the trunk of the family tree, causing it to tremble. As the family tree trembled, so did the entire manor. The chandelier above their heads was a little crumbling in the shaking of the manor, which made Gail's heart tug. But soon, the shaking stopped.

"Did it work?" Gail asked Sever.

Seaver replied to Gail with a slight hesitation: "It should be...... It's a success. ”

Indeed, from now on, Prince Manor will be unmarkable and impossible to find, unless Severus, as the head of the house, lifts the manor's defenses.

Because the manor has a new owner, before Seaver and Gail can speak, the house-elves who have fallen asleep because of the closure of the manor "crackle" appear in the study.

Five house-elves wore tea towels and saluted Severus: "Good afternoon, master! ”

Although the house-elves all looked similar, Gale could tell that two of the five elves were very old. The wrinkled skin is particularly conspicuous compared to the other three, which are relatively smooth.

"Is the manor's defense system fully activated?" Seaver's primary concern was the safety of the estate.

The elf closest to Seaver is an older one. He replied in a shrill voice: "The master asks a question from Dudu!" Yes, master! The defense system has been activated! Totally! Dudu is so undeserved! Doodoo slept for years! The old master's herbs are all withered! ”

"Pounce is a bad elf! Plop didn't clean it well! ”

"Bad elves! Bad elves! The master's books are gone! ”

As one elf blames himself, all five elves scream, and one of them bangs his head against the wall. Gail hurriedly grabbed him with his spiritual power.

"I order you to stop!" Seaver shouted, his voice drowned out the screams of several elves. After seeing the five elves stop "punishing themselves", Seaver gave his first order as the head of the house: "Now, good tool, I want to see the mansion clean before the end of the day." ”

"Yes, master!" Several of the elves immediately stood up, gave Severus a deep salute again, the tip of their noses almost touching the floor, and then disappeared with a "crackle" again.

After the elf disappeared, the two men left the study and went to the cellar located at the end of the first floor. In the Potions Lab, located in the cellar, Seaver stopped.

It's as if it's been ransacked. The utensils needed to make the potions, such as the cauldron, the scale, and even the knife for cutting the herbs, were all looted. Only a few broken potion bottles lay alone on the ground, accompanied by some old shredded parchment and dust.

Seaver glanced fixedly at the shattered marble worktop, then withdrew his gaze and walked over to the empty potions shelf, tapping his wand on the shelf cabinet.

Behind the heavy wooden shelves made of wood made a sound similar to the rotation of gears. Gail let out a dull "clatter" as he watched the cabinet move forward a few centimeters before moving to the side, revealing a beautiful log-colored wooden door.

Seaver took a deep breath and gripped the doorknob, a little afraid to open it.

Gail didn't urge, but waited for Seaver to prepare himself. After about ten seconds, Seaver opened the door and walked into the Ancestral Painting Hall. But after stepping forward, Seaver turned around and held out his hand to Gail, who was thinking about how to pass the time when Seaver entered the gallery, "Gail, you and I are with you!" ”

In the face of Seaver's invitation, Gail was stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward to shake Seaver's hand and shook it very hard to encourage Seaver. Silver, on the other hand, settled down because of Gail's hard grip. The two walked hand in hand into the ancestral painting hall together.

After passing through a corridor about five meters long, the two of them arrived at a wide hall. There are many portraits hanging on the walls around the hall, and they are dressed in various eras. Gail was a little curious and looked around.

"You're here." A male voice sounded, a portrait of a stern gentleman who looked a little stern. He looked a little like Severus, and he was equally unsmiling. This should be Irene's father, Seaver's maternal grandfather, Bruce.

Gale waved Bruce's hand that didn't hold Seaver's hand in a friendly way: "You must be the head of the house!" I'm Seaver's classmate. For some reason, I'm going to have to be here in Seaver for a long time! ”

Bruce frowned and looked at Gail, as if assessing something.

Gail looked a little uncomfortable, and whispered to Seaver, "Don't you have something to say to Bruce?" Say it, I'll take a turn and wait for you! ”

Seaver also knew that Gail was probably feeling uncomfortable, so he nodded to indicate that he understood. Gale then let go of Sever's hand and walked off into the distance.

Gail didn't know exactly what Seaver was talking about, but the portraits, mostly dozing off, were interesting to Gail. There are also several portraits of people who are looking at the tome of books without distraction, sometimes frowning and sometimes nodding. In some of the portraits, a small living room is depicted, but the owner of the portrait does not sit on the chair of the portrait and drink tea and snacks, but is nowhere to be found. At the same time, Gale could hear some of the "grunting" sounds in the portrait that sounded like when he boiled a potion.

Gale thought that these people were supposed to be in the portrait where he couldn't see. According to the family nature of the Prince family, it should be boiling potions. There were also some housewives who joined the Prince family, and a few of them gathered in a portrait to talk about something.

Gale could vaguely hear Bruce say, as if "closing the manor was the right thing to do", or that Seaver was proud to say that "the real good stuff doesn't come out on the surface" after Seaver mentions the manor's study and workshop.

When the conversation between the two was over, Gale got Seaver's signal and walked back: "It was fine at first, but the more I went inside, I couldn't understand what those people were saying, and I felt that we needed to learn Old English." But Old English is too hard! ”

Seaver listened to Gale's words tolerantly, not impatient at all.

"Let's get out. Speaking of which, house-elves are very good at housework, and it should be about the same. Seaver greeted Bruce and led Gail, who was still waving goodbye to Bruce's portrait, and walked outside.

Bruce in the portrait is still frowning, and his face is terrifying, and he sees the two leave.

When the two of them came out from behind the log door, they saw a house-elf with a broom and feather duster stuck behind him, holding a potion bottle he had picked up from the ground. When the elf saw Seaver, he immediately bowed his head and saluted: "Hehe is a bad elf!" Didn't even clean the workshop before the owner came out! Bad elves! ”

"Stop! You keep cleaning and don't punish yourself! Seaver seemed a little used to the startled way of the elves, so he naturally shouted a command, and then left the studio with Gail.

Behind him, the elf's excited voice came: "The master doesn't let Hehe punish himself!" The host said that Hehe could continue to clean! The host is a good host! ”

Gail couldn't hold back, and laughed "poof" -