“…… So, there's only two volumes left here now? ”

Helbo looked at the two large stacks of parchment manuscripts in front of him, his whole face tense, and his eyes were a little unkind.

As for the old master of Werther, who was standing aside at the moment, his face was more helpless.

Helbo...... Mr. ......"

He carefully picked each word, trying to come up with a less rigid reason from it. It's just that in front of a once-notorious old monster like Helmo, he doesn't know if he still needs to explain.

"This ...... After all, more than a thousand years have passed. Before you die...... Uh, I mean, after leaving! We, the Werther family, have never been able to regain their original strength. Add to that the changes that have taken place over the millennium......"

Abbatiel was once a magical book compiled by the ancestors of the Werther family and some other outstanding wizards, and three of the volumes were kept by the Werther family, which can be regarded as a family treasure.

To be honest, it would be a miracle that Werther Sr. felt that he had actually lost a volume in so many years.

Although the other two volumes also lost their originals, there were no problems with the subsequent transcription, which shows that the predecessors of the hand-copied family at that time were also quite attentive.

To be able to have a relatively complete inheritance in the changes of this era, there is no one who is not proud of the successive heads of the Witte family.

However, all this is meaningless for Helpo.

"That's all you want to say to me, and I don't mind keeping you shut your mouth shut forever with the Werther family."

At the moment, Helmo was still using the body of Barnes No's butler, but the chilling indifference in his eyes made Old Werther dare not breathe.

In the secret room on the second basement floor, the atmosphere gradually became more and more stagnant.

After a short while, Old Werther suddenly couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Helbo, I would like to ask ...... All you need is the summoning part that was lost years ago, right? ”

That's right, after Helbo went down to the secret room, he was quickly disturbed by the two stacks of hand-copied scrolls. Yes, he hadn't even said what he wanted directly.

But since Maca had said it so obviously before, how could old Werther, the head of the family who was quite familiar with "Abateel", not think of it?

Seeing that old Werther mentioned this, Helmo glanced at him casually.

"Why, do you know where that part is going?"

But old Werther shook his head immediately.

"I'm sorry, I don't know," he said slowly, "but someone seems to know...... No, I think the whole book on summoning might be in that man's hands. ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the desk on the other side of the chamber, pulled open the drawer, and pulled out two pages of parchment manuscripts that were similar to the two volumes he had just had.

"These are the two pages that the man traded to me, and I have examined them myself a few times, and found that there should be nothing wrong with the contents in them."

When Helbo heard this, he immediately reached out and took the paper, flipped it back and forth, and looked at it a little.

"Well, these are indeed the two pages in the Summoning section, but they're not sequential."

It can be seen that on the two pieces of paper in his hand, there are many extremely complex characters and patterns written. And in a very regular geometric figure, several ancient sheep's horn symbols representing demons are particularly eye-catching.

"Who are you talking about 'that person'?"

Although Helbo's sense of intimidation was very strong, this made the old Werther extremely stressed. It's just a pity that the old master of the other party is completely unaware of this problem.

"That man never contacted me personally, but only approached me through a subordinate named 'Asaph.'" The old master said slowly, "And the young wizard named Asaph has not left England since he met me. ”

"Hmph, do you still like to play mystery?" Helmo sneered.

But old Werther couldn't care if Helbo smiled or not, and he immediately continued:

"And the deal proposed by the other party is actually related to some recent events...... What you should know is the conflict between our Werther family and Macklean of Hogwarts......"

So, the old man told Charlotte about it again to Helbo.

Helbo was not interested in the trivial matters of his children's rebellion against the family's decision, but he patiently listened to them at the thought of the missing part of "Abathel".

Seriously, the principles of demon summoning are too complicated, and there are even a few "empirical theories", which can cause a big deal if it's the slightest mistake.

If it weren't for the fear that something would go wrong, Helbo would have found a place where no one was there to tinker with alone.

You know, sometime a thousand years ago, he had already done it with the ancestors of the Werther family.

"'Asaph' is it......" After listening to old Werther's account, Helpo also nodded, "When the situation outside is a little more stable, find a way to call this man over." ”

"Ah...... Well, yes. ”

As far as the current situation is concerned, but looking at the objective strength, Maca is actually much stronger than Helbo. At least until Helbo finds a body with enough potential, the contrast between the two will be like this.

But for the Werther family, or for the old family owner, Helbo's deterrent power is much greater.

In fact, it is clear from Maca's attitude towards Helbo.

Obviously, Maca has blasted Helbo's body to the slag many times, but this does not cause too much trouble to Helbo. But if you look at it the other way around, Helbo has the power to make Maka's life a mess.

And this principle can obviously be directly applied to the entire Werther family.

"Mr. Helbo, I'll let the people below find that 'Wizard of Asaph' as soon as possible."

……

Meanwhile, Hogwarts Castle, Headmaster's Office.

“…… Yes, he was attached to me at the time, and I don't even know exactly when I started to lose consciousness. All the way to the hallway...... Well, it was when Maca confronted 'him' that I suddenly regained some senses. ”

At this time, several wizards from the International Federation of Wizards were sitting in the chairs that had been temporarily moved from the headmaster's office. And right next to them, Scrimgeur, as the current Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom, was also personally accompanying them.

They were all listening to Harry's narration, and one of them had a quill at his hand that quivered, leaving lines of notes on the parchment scroll.

Finally, Harry added:

"I think it was the deceased Professor Dumbledore who gave me the strength to come to my senses under the oppression and control of the other party."

"Well, that's what I think too."

Mr. Akinbad, the president of the federation, bowed slightly, and by the way, he took the real-time record just now and read it again.

Arkinbad was an accomplished African wizard and one of Dumbledore's best friends. When Dumbledore was still president of the Federation, he was optimistic about succeeding Arkinbad.

For this reason, Dumbledore has not prepared some resources for Arkinbard's campaign, so that he can have a greater chance of seizing the seat of the president of the Federation after he leaves this world.

Therefore, the current president of the International Federation of Wizards and Wizards has a very good opinion of Hogwarts. As soon as Harry showed his gratitude to Dumbledore, he nodded his head in agreement.

"However, regarding Helbo's resurrection, I think we need to study it more clearly in order to do a better job. McLean's letter was a bit hasty and not detailed enough, and it would have to wait for his return to discuss it further. ”

It seems that in the case of Helbo, Akinbad seems to be more inclined to err on the side of caution.

"Well," Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on the other side, nodded, but couldn't help but be a little worried, "McKellen has been there for a while, and I don't know what the situation is. ”

When Harry and the others heard this, they were somewhat uneasy.

Previously, when Maca left Hogwarts, she didn't say what she was going to do. It wasn't until Professor McGonagall had explained to Akinbad and Scrimgeour about Maca's outings that the little wizards who had been called in for questioning had a rough idea of what was going on.

Hermione, in particular, couldn't help but feel anxious at the thought that Maca had gone straight to some ancient big family to do it.

But at this moment, the door of the principal's office was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Oh, have you arrived?"

It was Maca who entered—and when the wizards and wizards hurriedly turned their heads to look, Maca's figure came into their sight.

"Hello, Mr. Akinbad!" Maca walked in quickly, although the time was a little tight, he didn't forget to say hello first, "I'm in such a hurry to call you, please don't blame me for being too abrupt." ”

"Haha...... Don't be so polite. ”

Akinbad and several members of the federation who accompanied him also stood up and greeted Maca in a friendly manner.

"To tell you the truth, seeing the name 'Despicable Helmpo' in the letter really scared my old bones! You were brief in your letter, but can you take a moment to elaborate on it for us? ”

But in reality, Maca is not very convenient to write too carefully.

As president of the federation, there are some things that Akinbad cannot decide alone. Therefore, Maca didn't want him to come to England in person, but just wanted to borrow a few powerful people from the other party.

But who knows, Akinbad's gratitude to Dumbledore is even deeper than Maca imagined, and his words will be carried out in the name of a person.

However, this is not the time to talk about that......

"I'm sorry, but I have something more important to say to you......"