William opened his eyes and found himself sitting at a long table in the library.

He felt like he was having a dream.

In the dream, William meets a mysterious wizard who calls himself a messenger, who introduces William to a magical organization. Subsequently, it seems that he also joined the organization.

Then, he woke up, and by the way, what about the mysterious wizard who gave himself something?

And what about that damn stinky bird?

Thinking of this, William turned around and found a few familiar things on the table next to him.

Stones, pamphlets, and a small glass bottle with a silvery transparent substance.

Nearby, a black raven was standing quietly on the table, watching William.

It's not a dream.

But how does this broken bird always look like it's mocking itself?

William stretched out his hand, and this time the raven did not dodge, and it fell obediently into William's hand.

William touched the raven's feathers, not knowing what they were made of, the raven's feathers were quite soft to the touch and felt very good.

"Hey, what should I call you?" He looked at the little one in his hand.

Raven squinted at William, how could this expression look like it was looking at a retarded person?

This made the library very embarrassed for a while.

"If you don't have a name, how about I call you Black? You see, you're so dark all over your body, if you agree, you're going to scream. ”

The empty library fell silent again, and it took a long time for the raven to reluctantly respond.

"Then it's such a pleasant decision, come to Black, change my form and I'll take a look, become a cat, okay?"

The raven flew out of William's palm, dissolving into an unknown mass of dark matter in the air.

Then, the mass of matter swelled violently, turning into a black cat and falling to the ground.

"Meow~"

That's amazing, isn't it? I don't know which alchemist made it.

Rao is William is well-informed, and he has never seen such a magical alchemy product.

This is definitely implanted in the soul! I just don't know how.

Such a high-end alchemy product was given away?

In this way, joining this organization still looks promising.

William held the black cat in his arms, and the soft fur was very comfortable to the touch.

It's pretty good to be a black cat in the future.,It's pretty good to pet when you're fine.。

And you don't have to worry about food and changing cat litter yourself.

Not only that, William also found that there was this very obvious emblem on the forehead of the black cat.

It was a yellow five-pointed star with a special emblem in the middle of the five-pointed star that looked like an eye.

However, he didn't think about it, maybe it was an alchemical symbol that he didn't know yet, or the unique mark of the master who refined the artifact.

Even William felt that the latter was a little more likely.

Because at this level, alchemists will leave an indelible mark of their own in their works, which is a symbol of status.

Of course, it wasn't long before William realized that he had guessed wrong..................

He put away the things in front of him and put them all in his magic bag, and now was not the time to think about it.

William took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and then he was surprised to find that only half an hour had passed since he entered the library.

Have you experienced so much in such a short period of time?

William was a little puzzled, so he simply didn't think about it yet.

Because he's got more important things to do, go wipe the ass-of-the-ass of that bastard courier.

Don't forget, Mrs. Pince's soul is still in William's magic bag!

If this is discovered by Lao Deng, he will not be able to wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

Thinking of this, William looked at the black cat in his arms.

"Can you be a little more low-key? The kind that isn't easy for people to spot. ”

The black cat answered, jumped out of William's arms, turned into a dark mass again, and then slowly merged into William's shadow.

It's really intimate that there is such a function. William gave a smirk, and walked out of the library quickly.

This time, there were no more surprises. William made it all the way back to the Room of Requirement.

After stuffing the bloody axe into the magic bag, William then stood in front of Mrs. Pince's body with a subtle expression.

I hope that the messenger is reliable, otherwise he may not be able to safely put this soul back in one piece.

He pulled out the vial filled with a transparent silver substance from the magic bag.

William stared curiously at the small bottle in front of him, this was the first time he had seen such a well-preserved soul.

He also noticed that the cork of the bottle was also engraved with symbols unknown to William.

This is probably a means taken to place the soul to escape.

"Actually, you don't have to, William."

Just as William was about to uncork the bottle, a voice sounded in William's heart, it was his own voice.

"You can keep this soul secretly, no one will find out, right?" The voice continued, a demonic whisper that sounded enticing.

"Anyway, you and she are not familiar with each other, think about the value of a wizard's soul, and how much material a soul can provide for your research."

"Don't listen to him, William." At the same time, another voice sounded in the heart.

"You can't murder a man's life like that, William. You can't fall like this, you're not a dark wizard, you can't take a life like this. ”

"Come on, don't listen to this pedantic guy, the development of the wizarding world has never left these experiments." The demonic voice continued to tempt William.

That's enough!

To be honest, he really thought about it when William walked back to the Room of Requirement.

It was a complete soul, which is hard to come by these days, and it was of great help to William to understand the nature of the soul.

It can be said that if there is this soul, William will have a great breakthrough in the progress of soul magic.

However, William asked himself if he still did not have such cold-bloodedness.

He is not cold-blooded enough to do anything to achieve his ends.

If he took a life in such a ruthless way, it would make him feel guilty, a price that William was unwilling to pay.

So, William finally uncorked the bottle, and the silvery-white transparent smoke flew out of the bottle under the guidance of William's wand.

A humanoid phantom condensed in the air, looking almost identical to Lady Pince on the ground.

Then, without William's guidance, Mrs. Pince's soul burrowed into her body by herself.

Is this the end of it?

William didn't expect things to be so simple, and he didn't have to help himself at all.

William, however, looked at Mrs. Pince, who looked like she was about to wake up, with a furrowed brow on the ground.

Next, how do I get her out?

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