Going to Professor Dumbledore to pick up the papers, Joel returned to the auditorium when the students were awake and sitting at the long table ready for breakfast.

Sirius Black's nighttime invasion of Hogwarts Castle ended in vain, and neither Dumbledore nor the professors could find any trace of the notorious murderer.

But Harry was now under heavy protection, and Sirius Black was going to plot against Harry if he tried to get into the Gryffindor common room.

Even Snape has been nervous for the past two days, and from time to time he has to watch Audio-Technica return safely to the common room.

Although Joel knew that Sirius Black was not a Death Eater who betrayed the Potters, nor was he a heinous murderer, he was inseparable from Helis for the past two days.

Helis didn't know about it, and if she didn't protect Helis because she knew the plot in advance, her girlfriend would definitely feel pantothenic acid.

But lately he's been thinking about how to help Sergei get through the storm, and helping gamblers quit gambling seems to have been a problem for the ages.

Joel couldn't figure out what to do, so he asked his girlfriend.

"Helis, how do you get a gambler to quit gambling?" Joel reached out and rubbed Hayris' long, seaweed-like hair.

"Gamblers?" Haylis sat on the couch in the common room, holding a book of business management in her hand, and looked like a well-fed kitten when she was petted by Joel.

"Well...... Haylis used her brain, but eventually gave up, "I don't know much about these things." ”

Joel retreated, "Then how do you think you can make a gambler undefeated?" ”

He saw that Helis was about to speak, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk about ways to let gamblers improve their gambling skills, let's say he is a guy who will lose every time he gambles." ”

"That's easy," Haylis' eyes lit up at the topic, "buy the casino he frequents, and let the gamblers gamble in it......"

"Hire a few people to accompany him, and the money he makes ends up being in the casino," Haylis said eloquently, "The money in the casino is your money." ”

Joel:......

This method seemed to make perfect sense, and he was speechless.

"But what are you asking this question for?" Haylis was a little curious, she remembered that Joel probably didn't have any relatives.

"Nothing, nothing." Joel hurriedly gaged.

In the end, nothing would work out, and Joel had no plans to expand his business into the gambling industry for the time being.

But Sergei's father sent a letter shortly after.

"Your father asked me to go to the Rowe ancestral house too?" Joel took the envelope from Sergey's hand, opened it and looked at it, "You mentioned me to him?" ”

Sergei's face was a little embarrassed, "Hmm...... I said that you took good care of me when I was in school, and by the way, I also told me about your achievements in the past two years. ”

Joel looked at Sergei's face, although he had changed into a set of second-hand old robes, his blonde hair was still combed straight, his face was still cold, and a strong sense of disobedience was concentrated on him.

Joel read the letter twice, and Mr. Rowe wanted to meet him and thank him for taking care of his son.

The intentions are unknown, but Joel is ready to go to the appointment.

If he didn't go, Sergei would have met with his father, and whatever the conspiracy, he would have dealt with it directly.

Joel was not stupid and did not follow Sergey directly to the appointment at all, he spent two or three days arranging everything.

Mr. Rowe sent another letter, urging him so strongly that Joel and Sergei had to rush to the Rovi family's old house on a Friday night.

They took the Knight Bus to the small town of Bath near London, where English architecture is well preserved and there is an ancient Roman bath.

The Rowe family's ancestral home was built here, standing on the side of the mountain, and Muggles can also see its full view, and it is magnificent and gorgeous, covering an amazing area, like a manor.

"Your family is okay," Joel walked in front of the manor after Sergei, "I think it was a big deal back then?" ”

Sergei nodded, with a bit of pride on his face, "The Rowe family was also a big family in the 19th century, and once monopolized the British and French potions material trading market, but since the outbreak of the Second Wizarding War 50 years ago, the Rowe family has been declining day by day......"

He pulled a string of bronze keys from the pocket of his robe and stabbed them into the keyhole of the manor's door.

There was a crunch, and a transparent barrier in front of the manor slowly fell like a curtain of rain, and Sergei pushed the door hard, inviting Joel to enter.

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"

"It's been a long time since my grandfather died," Sergey said as he walked towards the castle with Joel, "it was full of red roses......

His mood was visibly low.

When you open the castle gates, you are greeted by a long and narrow corridor, both sides of which are covered with portraits covered with black cloths.

"This is a portrait of the ancestors of the Lowe family, I usually take the black cloth away before leaving the castle, but it seems that my father has no face to face the ancestors."

Sergei curled the corners of his lips and said, half seriously, half mockingly.

They made their way to the end of the hallway, and they were greeted by a smell of alcohol.

A man in a black robe was lying on the sofa in the living room, drunk, surrounded by empty wine bottles, and the black robe was dirty and smelled sour.

Joel is now convinced that Mr. Rowe is not just a gambler, but also an alcoholic.

Sergei sighed, raised his wand in his hand, and a stream of water slammed from the tip of the wand onto the man's face.

"Ahem......" The man coughed twice, two lines of water flowed from his nostrils, and he quickly sat up from the sofa.

"Lee Jae-gan gods and demons?" The man questioned angrily, and his tone was distorted by choking.

"Didn't you keep threatening me to sell the old mansion if I didn't come back?" Sergei frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with this father of his, "Now I'm back." ”

"Ah......h

"This is Mr. Joel Taylor, right?" Mr. Lowe was very enthusiastic, staggered off the couch and stretched out his hands.

Joel shook Mr. Rowe's hand gently.

"Young and young, young and young......" Mr. Luo Wei's voice was slurred, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and it seemed that he had drunk and gambled all these years.

He had a slight smirk on his face when he spoke, which made Joel look very uncomfortable, and he always felt that this person was insincere, as if he wanted something else.

"Mr. Rovi," Joel pulled out his wand and cast a summoning spell, conjuring two chairs out of thin air, apparently showing them to Sergei's father, and he sat on the chair and looked at the man opposite, "Shall we talk about your intention to sell your property?" ”

"What's there to talk about?" Mr. Rowe was dismissive, "My father's will before he died was that Sergei and I owned half of the estate, so what's wrong with me selling only my half?" ”

"What's more, I'm his guardian now, and it's not the turn of others to dictate this matter, right?" Mr. Rowe's attitude contradicts himself.

"How can the manor be sold separately!" Sergei rarely amplified his voice, "You obviously want to embezzle the family property!" ”

Suddenly, Mr. Luo Wei slowed his tone again, "I don't want to sell this mansion either, I was born and raised here, and I have a lot of affection for this place. ”

He said this sentence with deep affection.

Sergei sneered, "So you said so much or do you want to sell the old mansion?" ”

Mr. Rowe shook his head, he picked up the bottle beside him and poured it into his mouth, "That's why I called Mr. Taylor here." ”