In the UK, there is a saying that goes like this:

"Can fire to disperse the chill, unity can put the difficult aay."

This is undoubtedly an inspiring proverb, and I believe it has inspired many people and left a lot of positive deeds in the long history.

But unfortunately, sometimes, this phrase can also be applied to a group of selfish people with hidden evil intentions.

For example, Tom Riddle, who wanted to dominate the wizarding world in England, attracted a group of Death Eaters with his purebloods; Another example is Gellert Greenwald, who tried to overthrow the Secrecy Act and lead the new world, and used his ideals and charisma to gather a large number of elite subordinates.

Another example, a thousand years ago, the despicable Helbo ......

In this world, no matter how strong a person is, there is a limit. An old dark wizard like Helbo naturally doesn't know the importance of unity.

So, in the years before being crushed underground by Salazar Slytherin, Helbo had built up his own power like the last two Dark Lords.

And of course, after Helmo himself was suppressed and sealed, the remaining lackey forces had nothing to eat.

Under the supervision of the Wizarding Council at the time, the predecessor of the current Ministry of Magic, those families who dared to follow Helbo signed powerful magical contracts one by one, and completely retreated into the background of the world stage.

But it is a little ironic that these ancient wizard families can retain more inheritance today, but it is because of that contract.

“…… Therefore, all descendants who have the blood of their ancestors in their bodies cannot take the initiative to interfere with the wizarding society in the outside world. Of course, if you fight back passively, the contract still allows it. ”

After listening to the narration of the old master of Werther, the "old Barneau" on the sofa did not show much reaction. But in fact, he was somewhat stunned in his heart.

After all, this matter is actually related to me, and the relationship is quite close!

"Hmph, what about the contracts? Don't tell me that you didn't even want to destroy it? He asked casually as he rubbed his forehead again.

However, when Old Werther heard this, there was a bitter smile on his face.

"When the two families are in rapid decline for no apparent reason, probably no one will dare to think about this matter anymore!"

When talking about this, the old family owner seemed a little helpless - who doesn't want to bring their family back to glory?

But under the dual constraints of that contract and changes in the world pattern, even if their family is sufficient, it will be difficult to turn over after all.

However, perhaps because he saw that the "Bano" in front of him did not come with malicious intent, the old man gradually became much calmer while telling about the past.

"Hmm...... A powerful bloodline curse? It sounds like Salazar's tricks......" After muttering a little, the other man continued, "Okay, let's stop here for now!" And then there's the second thing, and it's the one thing I really care about—"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, and his sharp gaze stabbed straight at Old Werther.

"Is your Werther family's magic book Abatheel still there?"

This sentence is the last thing that old Werther wants to hear, but he actually understands that this thing is exactly what the other party is most likely to mention.

As the magical inheritance of the Werther family, Abateel records a large number of research results, and even some ancient magic that has long been taboo in the wizarding world.

For example, the "Demon Summoning Technique", which was listed as a separate system in the ancient summoning arts, and the "Demon Sacrifice Technique", which is closely related to the former!

"Sorry, if you want to ask this, please forgive me for not being able to answer."

Since the magic book "Abatal" is equivalent to the entire Werther family, it is reasonable that old Werther cannot reveal it to outsiders, so he said this sentence quite strongly.

However, in the eyes of the other party, his persistence is like a boring joke.

"Werther," Barnes Sr. asked coldly, sneering, "if I were to tell you now that I am the 'Helbo' you just said was suppressed in an unknown place, would you still tell me that you 'don't answer'?" ”

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at the door that led to the inner room of the study.

……

As I said earlier, the weather today is not very good. It was gloomy early in the morning, and instead of clearing in the afternoon, it began to drizzle.

But isn't this the most typical weather in the UK?

Speaking of which, it's true that Marius never had a good impression of cloudy days, but today is different. Miriam's lunch invitation made him look forward to it rarely.

The sentence "Don't you want to feel the taste of breaking free" really touched his already silent heart.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that things seemed to be different from what he imagined. Or rather, he simply couldn't understand what true freedom looked like.

“…… Where is it? ”

Standing in the deepest part of a cramped alley, Marius couldn't help but be a little stunned. He could feel the stickiness under the soles of his shoes and smell the damp musty smell of the alley, but he couldn't find the slightest hint of "freedom".

This is London's underground black market, and Marius usually visits.

But as Maca realized at the beginning, the streets and alleys here are so complicated that no one dares to say that they know everything about this place.

Mallor usually has something to do here, so naturally he doesn't have time to wander around.

And Miriam, who was beside him, seemed quite relaxed at the moment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Even the expensive clothes on her body look a little abrupt no matter how you look at it here.

"Don't ask, just follow me."

With that, Miriam took out her wand and tapped at some of the brick holes in the wall, which immediately became a large dent and revealed a thick wooden door.

On that door, there are also a few crooked words written - Sleeping Dragon Bar.

As if sensing that Marius was hesitant, Miriam patted him on the shoulder and gave him a brisk look.

"Don't worry, I've only been here a few times, and it's recent."

Before the words fell, she directly reached out and opened the wooden door and walked in generously. Seeing this, Ma Luo had to choose to follow her footsteps with full doubts.

But when Marius stepped over the doorway, he was immediately overwhelmed by a commotion.

In the British wizarding world, there are quite a few pubs, but there are very few pubs like this. Unlike Muggles, who prefer to use madness to relieve the stresses of life, wizards are still accustomed to a slower pace of enjoyment.

However, there is no sense of "sleep" in this "sleeping dragon bar".

As you can see, there is not a lot of space here, and it is about the time when the Traceless Stretching Charm has been cast.

Surrounded by a messy array of wooden round tables, each corner has a bar where house-elves serve guests on high stools.

In the center of the round tables, an oval dance floor shimmered with a dazzling rainbow of light, and the cold air that came out of nowhere covered the floor and spread around.

As for the guests who indulge in the joy of this bar, they are even more excited with the bodies of a few girls on the dance floor, and at a glance, they only feel that their minds are full of hot illusions.

Marius even felt as if he had begun to feel dizzy.

"Relax, don't be so stiff—" Miriam jerked him in the chest, cried out in his ear, "Come here, let's go over there first!" ”

After shouting this, she simply grabbed Marlius sleeve unceremoniously, and dragged the latter hard into the dancing crowd.

It's crowded, it's noisy, it's chaotic...... Well, at least that's the case for Mallio.

The music washed over his eardrums wave after wave, shaking him so much that he felt his whole body tremble and his brain was numb. As he walked through the crowd, his bodies seemed to fall on top of him, and he had to shake three times when he took a step.

Somehow, the scorching air in this bar seemed to be constantly ironing his soul, and unconsciously washed away the uneasiness in his heart.

Halfway through, Marius felt that he had become one with the heat of the place, and the sorrow that had been suppressed in his heart in the past years was irrepressibly wanting to gush out of his throat.

"Ahh

He had just yelled involuntarily when he tripped over something on his toes, and then fell headlong. Miriam, who was walking in front, only felt a slip between her fingers, and where could she find someone when she turned around?

"Oh, I think I'm in a bit of a hurry......" she pursed her lips and complained to herself.

By the time Miriam pushed through the crowd to find Marius again, the poor fellow had several more footprints on him. It's just that what made Miriam cry and laugh was that she actually saw an unbridled smile on the face of Marlius who was lying on the ground.

Freedom, is that what freedom tastes like?

It's so wonderful to leave all the house rules, dogmas, manners, and responsibilities behind!

Marius let Miriam drag him off the ground, and there was a faint pain in a few places on his body where he had been stepped on, but he just wanted to laugh out loud.

I don't know how long it took.

Anyway, after eating a meal of fish and chips that didn't taste good, drinking a few bottles of messy wine, and letting himself go, he and Miriam finally staggered out of the black market bar.

As the wooden door behind him turned back into a gray-black slippery brick wall, the deafening commotion just now disappeared completely, and only the buzzing sound that still existed in his ears told him that it was not a fantasy.

"And I don't have such a rich imagination!"

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