After Alan and the others returned to the warm and comfortable room, they immediately sent an owl to deliver a letter to Leonard and Professor Flitwick.

As the sky darkened, the harsh snow began to wreak havoc everywhere again, and the wind outside suddenly rose, blowing the falling snowflakes in all directions, and the snowflakes were swept into the endless whirlpool and flew and swirled.

Sometimes, when the wind weakens, the snowflakes will fly one after another, silently and endlessly, gently falling on the earth that is gradually enveloped in darkness.

"Why hasn't Uncle Leonard replied?" Jessica lay bored on the table, watching the knitting needles on the couch stagger.

Alan looked out the window at the snow, and there was still time to wonder: Is it the Roman god Jupiter pulling goose feathers on Mount Olympus, or are the holy angels shaking off their feathers?

Ian jumped off the bench by the window, determined not to wait any longer for the owl's reply, "It's foolish for us to wait!"

His words managed to capture the attention of Jessica and Allen. "If it were really the robbers, they wouldn't have been there all the time. ”

Ian's eyes lit up, and he came up with a good idea: "Why don't we keep an eye on them first, in case these people change positions, we can also know the exact news." ”

His suggestion was met with an enthusiastic response from Jessica.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and young people always have a passion and pride and are fearless.

Allen's resistance was ineffective, and in Ian's words, "If you're cowardly, stay and we're going to go." ”

In desperation, Alan had to leave a note on the table informing them of their whereabouts.

The weather was bitterly cold, and the snow was falling so heavily outside that it covered the entire city like a white sheet.

After the apparition arrives in New York City, Ian takes Alan and Jessica to Aoki Cemetery.

Hundreds of ornately decorated cemeteries stand on the vast land. The snow was piled with finely carved statues, and white hats were worn on top of their strange heads.

There are also unpretentious cemeteries, each of which is neatly covered with snow in the baptism of snow.

Tall buildings covered in snow and white form a solemn procession around the rows of stone graves.

By this time, darkness had completely covered the land, except for the cottage where the cemetery night watchman lived was still emitting faint lights, and the cemetery was pitch black.

Three daring little wizards patrolled around the Aoki Cemetery, but found no suspicious signs.

"Ellen, did you hear me wrong?" Jessica kept rubbing her hands in the cold, she froze.

"Can't give up, I'm sure Alan won't get it right. Instead, Ian was convinced of Alan. It is often your opponent who knows you best, and this sentence is indeed a wise saying!

"Look, there's a little house there. Alan pointed to the back of the cemetery, and in the shadow clinging to the wall, there was a small two-story house, in the Italian style.

Its windows were all closed, and it seemed silent, as if its owner had left.

Around it, there were many hardy, trees, but they were not very large, and they swayed in the biting cold wind.

"Why didn't we find this house after walking so many times before?" asked Jessica.

"It could have been a secret spell that had been cast, and then we didn't know when it was broken, and we could see it. Alan guessed.

"Either way, it must have something to do with wizards. Let's go up and have a look. The boldness and fortitude of Ian's temperament are on full display at this time.

"The perimeter is guarded, how do we get there?" Jessica asked.

"We can fly over. Eren summoned two broomsticks with the Shrinkage Charm applied to them from the storage compartment, then enlarged them.

"That's amazing!" Ian exclaimed.

After Alan cast the illusion spell on everyone, the three of them flew up, braved the bitter cold wind, flew high, and landed quietly in the courtyard.

A few of them hid under a window edge, and Alan heard a voice from inside: "You, do you have any accomplices?"

"No!" A particularly hard voice came, and Alan almost exclaimed, it was Leonard's voice, he was caught!

"How did you know we were here?" a cold voice came.

"Humph!" a muffled grunt of deep pain, and Leonard said nothing.

"Don't be awesome, it looks like you're not going to tell the truth!" Leonard's screams instantly raised, and both Jessica and Ian could hear who the voice was from. They were caught firmly by Allen, and only then did they resist the urge to come to the rescue immediately.

"Boss, why don't we evacuate first?" a slick voice sounded.

"No, Tyberly is about to deliver the goods to me, and we can't evacuate. Continue the torture. A cold, chilling voice commanded.

Leonard's wails continued to be heard in the room.

At this time, three masked black-robed wizards suddenly appeared in the courtyard. They carried a large box, which was wet and dripping ice at the edges.

The short, sorcerer in the middle kept slicing the ice edges that were about to touch the ground.

"Wait here, don't do it yourself. I'll go in and find out. Eren activated the invisibility function of the wonderful wizarding robes, and disappeared from Jessica and Ian's expectant gazes.

Alan followed the three alien wizards into the room. At a glance, I saw Leonard, whose face was covered with scars.

He had apparently been subjected to some abuse. His hands and feet were locked in long shackles and he could not move.

Other than that, the room's most striking feature is a wizard sitting by an arched fireplace.

His appearance was like that of an eagle, and his expression was arrogant and full of murderous aura.

This man seems to be a quick-moving, brutal, ruthless, and do-it-all guy without any concerns.

Coupled with his thick white hair and the deep scar that stretched from his nose to his sideburns, it added a bit of savage ferocity to this already shocking face.

To his right, a small, dark-skinned, thin, wizard with a wand in his hand stared at the three wizards who walked in.

Greed left many folds at the corners of his eyes, and the viciousness of greed like a pig wolf struck his face.

"You're late, Tyberly!" said the white-haired wizard who sat by the fire, giving Eren an endless sense of threat, his voice grim and intimidating.