"This guy is a nuisance, you shouldn't agree to let her join!" Sirius whispered to Aven. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, they had just finished searching the room and were walking down the stairs.

"I know, but she's also an Auror at the French Ministry of Magic, so you're going to do it, tie her up here, or knock her out and throw her on that bed? You don't really have that kind of hobby, right?" Aven asked rhetorically, looking at Sirius, "When she catches that owl monster, she'll have to deal with the rest of the trouble." ”

"Okay, but if she's dragging her feet, I'd suggest it's better to ......"

"Whispering, gentlemen, is not gentlemanly manners, and since we are now in partnership, we should ......," Elena paused, trying to find a word, "yes, we should be honest with each other and have no reservations with each other. Are you two from England? What's your name?"

"Yes, we're from England and my name is Evan Mason. "This is Sirius Black." ”

"God, Sirius Black, I've heard your name and those stories. Elena said in surprise, looking at Sirius in disbelief, "You really spent thirteen years in Azkaban on a trumped-up charge?!"

The atmosphere was a little dreary, a topic Sirius didn't want to mention, and he didn't answer, but Elena kept talking.

"I'm your admirer, I bought all the articles out there about you, the things you did for your friend James Potter and his son Harry, tracking down the Death Eater, and going to Azkaban to atone for your sins. Elena said, looking at Sirius, "Anyway, I think these acts are noble and courageous, and ordinary people can't do it, you ......"

"I'm not as noble as you say, because my stupidity led to the deaths of Jaime and Lily, and I deserved all of those things later. Sirius said, "Now shut up and be quiet, you're affecting me!"

"Has he always been so scary?" said Elena in a whisper to Aven, distancing herself from Sirius.

"He's not usually like this, maybe he's not good at dealing with girls. Evan said, changing the subject, "Miss Lorraine, do you Aurors find anything about this case, why are you alone?"

"Not to mention, the ministry didn't pay attention to this matter at all, they focused all their energy on Paris, not on a small city like Dijon, and I was the only one who insisted on coming to investigate. "It's a complicated case and I think it's an opportunity to prove myself, which is not the case in Paris." I had searched the house before you came, and I did find something remarkable. ”

"What is it?"

"Well, what's the matter, Mary, the last owner of this house, she seems to have a peculiar fetish, and I found hundreds of cat-headed corpses in the storage room downstairs, all of them were skinned and thrown there......"

Hundreds of flesh-and-blood owl carcasses piled up in a small room are truly purgatory-like images.

This confirmed Aven's suspicion that the dark magic he saw on the walls had this process.

Mary, the owner of this house, may be the owl monster who killed herself and gave her life to the demons to become a terrible monster, and those owls were her medium of choice.

Perhaps, she took the feathers she had stripped from them and transplanted them one by one into herself in the dark, using magic......

In that case, the next step is the soul of the owl, and the owl fortress outside the city has a lot of this kind of thing.

Now the question is, where is that monster?!

And the woman Ariana who appears in the mirror, what is her real purpose?!

In the darkness, the three of them returned to the first floor and came to the passage covered with the heads of house-elves.

"The woman who appeared in the mirror told you that someone had hidden something in these heads?" said Elena, who had just learned about it from Aven, "I didn't expect that, it looks disgusting." ”

"It's disgusting indeed!" Evan nodded, looking at the dry house-elf heads and the big ugly noses on them.

He had to admit that it was a brilliant idea to hide something in there.

Maybe he should go back to the Hogwarts kitchen and get those heads checked......

"The custom of hanging the heads of house-elves on the wall when they die is said to have originated in the ancient Black family, and was later adopted by other pure-blood wizarding families, and has continued throughout the European wizarding world to this day. Sirius said sarcastically, "It seems that one of my ancestors has really contributed to the development and progress of the wizarding world, one, two, three...... The eighth on the left should be this guy. ”

It was a small house elf with brown skin, it seemed to have been sick and had undergone some kind of mutation, its entire face was deformed, and in many places it was even beginning to rot, and it was staring at the big bulb-like eyes looking ahead.

It's like a leper, and it looks particularly uncomfortable.

"Let me do this dirty work!" Sirius said, stepping forward and cracking its mouth open and looking inside.

Elena looked at Sirius with a half-surprise, half-admiration expression, as he reached into the house-elf's mouth, took out a small vial of dark red blood in a slimy liquid that looked like oil, and handed it to Aven.

Evan opened the bottle and sniffed it, it smelled bloody.

He's not a vampire, and he can't tell if it's unicorn, white lion, phoenix blood, or something else.

But it doesn't matter, now that this thing is in hand, there are no more valuable clues in this house.

Evan consulted with Sirius and Yelena, and the three of them directly apparitioned to the owl fortress outside the city.

No sooner had he taken shape than Evan saw a large, eerie black silhouette appear above the river valley in the distance.

It is a huge castle, made entirely of black-brown stones, and looks down like a giant beast.

Unlike Hogwarts, the castle is built on a hill and has been carved into an impregnable military fortress by taking advantage of the terrain.

At this moment, the castle was desolate and deadly silent, and there was nothing on the ground except black stones.