"No one forced us, we did it voluntarily."

When Maca asked about training and tasks, Miriam replied.

"We were all homeless children who were brought back by Grandpa Raven to raise us. If it weren't for Grandpa Laven, I'm afraid few of us would have survived on our own. ”

In fact, Grandpa Ravan gave everyone plenty of time to make a choice. Many children have indeed gone down the other path with us...... Because from the very beginning, we were told about the cruelty and danger of training, which not every teenager can afford......"

Through Miriam, who was affected by the elixir, Maca actually got some information this time. And more importantly, this semi-compulsive, semi-voluntary form of question-and-answer did not lead to some very bad ending, as Maca expected.

"The cruelty and danger of training?"

Maca was intrigued by this so-called "training".

As far as his current feelings are concerned, the physical fitness of these old Eun's subordinates is mostly different from ordinary people. In particular, the direction of the transformation of the Giants and Thunderbirds even exceeded the basic limits of the transformation of the Animagus.

Being able to transform into a magical creature with bloodline abilities is a great wonder even in ancient times!

"It's because ...... Is it possible to die? ”

Marca had seen a magical notebook in the forbidden section of the Hogwarts Library, which recorded the Archwizard Merlin's experiments on transforming human blood.

One of the purposes of those bloodline transformation experiments for wizards is to challenge the transformation of the magical creature of Animagus.

However, there is one thing that Maca remembers very well, and that is that the experimental record called "The Book of Zezzy" has not been able to achieve the research goal until the end.

Could it be that Ewen Ravenclaw is better than Merlin? No, even if he had enough time to perfect the theory and practice of bloodline transformation, he couldn't compare to Merlin, who had the bloodline of a nightmare (male succubus).

You know, Merlin is said to be a wizard who is born to transform into various creatures, and has a unique convenience in the study of bloodlines.

Therefore, as soon as Maca heard the phrase "the cruelty and danger of training", she immediately thought of the consistently high failure rate in the bloodline transformation experiment.

"Yes, usually more than half of the ten children will lose their lives in the initial training, and the remaining children may not all succeed. This fact is also clear to everyone. ”

Miriam nodded calmly.

"I know what you want to ask...... Grandpa Ravan never forced us to do anything, and that included this 'initial training', of course. ”

When she said the latter sentence, Maca knew that the effect of the elixir was beginning to wane. But at this point, he basically understood everything he wanted to know from the other party.

"So, can you transform into some kind of magical creature?"

Maca asked casually, but saw a hint of hesitation flash on Miriam's face, obviously this question was mostly something she didn't want to answer.

“…… Poisonhorned Beast. ”

"Oh, that's ......"

Maca's smile was a little subtle.

After all, for a woman with outstanding appearance, it must be very resistant to turn her into a creature like a giant fat rhinoceros.

"So, one last question—" Maca said, spreading her hands, "what do you know about the wizard 'Despicable Helbo'?" ”

……

Asaph made his way through the black market, seeing a lot of chaotic wizards along the way.

In the aftermath of the destruction of the black market exit, some chaos is spreading. Even if someone is trying to maintain order, the effect is not ideal.

On the contrary, it was the Dark Spirit Pavilion, where the goblins were still taking turns to send guests out of the black market, and in order to earn more popularity, several goblins were carried to the lounge because their magic power was exhausted.

And it was precisely because of the desperate posture of the goblins that there were many more people at the door of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, and they all came to wait in line in order to leave here.

Not to mention the original intentions of these goblins, at least in terms of maintaining order, I'm afraid that only the Dark Spirit Pavilion has really done it!

Asaph's secret memory of all these conditions in the black market was in his heart.

He knew that all he had to do now was wait, waiting for the Werther family to take the initiative to send a letter to ask him to meet. At that time, he will have to go to the next stage of his mission at the Witte Mansion.

Truth be told, it was no easy task.

"If there is an urgent need to escape the black market, the Dark Spirit Pavilion should be a more appropriate option."

Asaph looked at the lines that were constantly shortening and then being filled by latecomers, and secretly thought to himself that the exit found by Miriam could be used as much as possible when being followed, which could effectively avoid causing trouble for Miriam's side.

On the side of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, although there are many people in line, the efficiency of goblins is also very high. It doesn't take long for a wizard to be sent straight to London.

While pondering some of the details of his actions to the Werther family later, he leaned over to the most crowded place at the entrance of the Dark Spirit Pavilion.

"Hey, dude! Do you know how the black market exit is bad? ”

Asaph actually wanted to know what was going on, and he slipped away so fast that he didn't know if anything else had happened.

But unfortunately, if you want to talk about the insiders of this matter, I am afraid that it is the three parties involved: Helmao, the old master of Werther, and Maca. Even the other members of the Werther family who were also present at that time were basically confused.

"You ask me, I ask who is going?"

The wizard who had been asked by Asaph pursed his lips, ignored Asaph, and went straight to the Dark Spirit.

After asking several people in a row, but not getting the answers he wanted, Asaph had to temporarily abandon this inefficient approach.

He found a random place to sit near the Dark Spirit Pavilion, intending to rest for a while and observe the situation in the most crowded place.

"I don't know what's going on over there......

When he thought of the woman who had almost grown up with him, Asaph couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

That's right, he's always liked Miriam. Although the two hadn't seen each other for a while, the more they couldn't see each other, the more he missed each other.

It's just that he has never been willing to convey his thoughts to the other party.

There is no way, their lives may be interrupted at any time, and under such a premise, what is the need to talk about feelings?

……

Not many people know about the chaos in the black market.

To put it bluntly, this is one of the biggest gray areas in the British wizarding world, and there are not many wizards here. Don't look at the fact that there are quite a few people there, but if you actually do a survey, you will find that at least forty percent of them are from the foreign wizarding world.

What's more, it's already night.

Hogwarts Castle is as quiet as ever, with most of the windows lights out. From the outside, the towers of the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor houses were still glowing.

In the Gryffindor common room, everyone was writing their homework with their heads down. Although the little lions are still noisy, the learning atmosphere in recent years has become more and more intense.

Harry and the others were lying on the round table, working on the most difficult papers on the history of magic.

"Harry, about the reason for waking up from that state...... Do you have any clues in mind? ”

Hermione had already finished her homework, and if she had followed her usual habits, she would have been immersed in the literature of ancient magic literature by now.

But today, she seems to be a little calm.

"Oh, no......" Harry said, holding his quill and looking up, "I probably don't have time to think about it until I'm done with my homework." ”

Hermione pursed her lips before reluctantly waving her hand.

"Then you should do it quickly!"

Seeing that she seemed to be a little unsettled, Harry couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Hermione, are you thinking about something complicated again?" ”

"Nope."

Across the round table, Hermione casually flipped two pages of the book spread out on the table, then simply closed it and set it aside.

"Don't worry, I'm fine...... I don't think it's complicated at all. ”

Ron tilted his head and looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione.

"Harry," he asked in a whisper, as he thought left and right, "you say...... Can I also try to pick up the Gryffindor Sword and swing it twice? ”

Harry didn't react when he heard Ron suddenly ask, but Hermione lowered her eyes and pursed her lips tighter.

"You want to try it too?" Harry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay! ”

"No, I don't think it's a good idea!" Seeing that Harry agreed nonchalantly, Hermione finally couldn't help it, "I mean really—I'd love to try it too, but as Maca said, that sword is actually very dangerous!" We can't just try, you know? ”

Her call was quick and urgent, causing Harry to shrink his neck subconsciously.

"Oh," the latter nodded busily, "you're right...... Hey? Hermione, I said why are you a little weird, so you want to try it too? ”

"Nope!" Hermione made a blank face, grabbed the book in her hand and smashed it, "I said it all, it's dangerous!" Didn't you hear? ”

"Ouch-"

It was Ron who was hit by the thick magic book.

At the same time as there was a dull pain in his head, he had to keep his mouth shut and honestly endure it—he knew that Hermione must be taking revenge for what he had just said on a whim.

Hermione, on the other hand, threw out the book and leaned back in her chair.

"Maybe I should put aside the research on the Runiwen combination for a while, it's too slow, and the current usefulness is really too low......"