Chapter 807: Those Named Despicable

Mr. Witte, we finally meet again?

Standing by the side hall door, Maca looked at the white-bearded old wizard standing in the front, and casually greeted him.

There are a lot of people in the hall right now, all of them are wearing robes and holding magic wands, and those members in the front row are pointing the tip of their wands directly at Maca's place.

There is no doubt that as long as Maca shows hostility, there will be a large number of magic spells covering him.

Mr. McLean...or should I still call you 'Mr. Dihl'?

Old Werther did not raise his staff like other family members to be on guard. He just hung his hands by his sides, and his eyes met Maca's scrutiny.

Obviously neither of the expressions on the two of them showed much hostility, but if their sight had been real, there would have been a dazzling fire rubbing between them by now.

Actually, it's not impossible, Maca shrugged indifferently, Do you still care about whether I am a 'Dihl' or not?

Hmph, Old Werther said with a chuckle, I don't care. Because I want to know more, who gave you the guts to not only break into my Werther family, but also destroy my family mansion without authorization?

When Maca heard the words, he suddenly put away the looseness on his face, and said solemnly:

That's a good question, because I was going to ask you a question, he paused. Mr. Witt, I want to know right now, has 'Despicable Helbo' been here? You have to understand, I He gave me the 'guts' to 'interrupt' this time without saying hello.

Hearing the name Despicable Haierbo, no matter how deep Old Werther's palace was, his eyes flickered for a moment.

You know, he was talking face-to-face with the person with that name just now!

Fortunately, not to express the inner fluctuations excessively, this is the ability that a good leader must have. Under Maca's uninterrupted gaze, Old Werther didn't show any more abnormalities.

Despicable Haibo? He said calmly, Isn't that the dark wizard who was wiped out by Mr. Salazar Slytherin thousands of years ago? How can a dead person reappear? Let's talk The Werther family is even more nonsense—

If you only use this kind of reason to prevaricate my questioning, the old Patriarch frowned slightly, Unfortunately, compared to a few years ago, you are now less and less good at making excuses.

However, when Maca on the other side saw this, he nodded to himself.

I see, have you been here?

He started talking to himself with a volume that most people present could hear.

Unexpectedly, this Hai Erbo chased after him as soon as he smelled it... Is his nose sharper than Hagrid's teeth?

While sarcastically speaking, Maca hurriedly glanced across the side hall, and used his sensory ability at the same time. But no matter how he observed, he couldn't find the slightest change.

That's right, how could you find that guy with such naive means?

However, it doesn't cost money to try. He smiled casually and muttered to himself.

However, Haierbo, a big fish, did not blow up, but turned over a group of unknown salted fish instead.

Those members of the Werther family listened to him talking to himself, no matter whether he understood the content or not, at least the sarcasm in his tone was real.

This time, wands of various textures and materials stretched out, all pointing towards Maca. Judging by the momentum, it will probably only take Old Werther to wave his hand, and dozens of spells will be able to go straight to Maca.

Unfortunately, Old Werther, who was the command tower, couldn't get excited.

He knew that Haierbo might not be among the crowd at this moment. If something is wrong with Maca, the Werther family will have to face the pressure of the International Federation of Wizards.

Yes, as far as the Charlotte incident is concerned, they may still have some truth. But if someone finds out that he has an intersection with Hai Erbo,

Even if it's just rumors, they can't bear it.

Well, Mr. Werther, I think you won't admit it, Maca said suddenly, It's okay! I just hope that your family can first hand over the magic book Abatel——

Do you know what stupid things you're talking about? Old Werther became angry when he heard it, and he couldn't help scolding with a sullen face, Ridiculous!

But Maca waved his hand immediately, signaling him not to worry.

I haven't finished yet! He said calmly, You don't want to let me handle it, you can directly hand it over to the Wizarding Union, and let the Federation help your family temporarily protect it...

In fact, the most important thing is the part about 'summoning', isn't it?

Maca's words indirectly expressed his meaning. Others may not understand it, but Old Werther, who is the head of the family, can understand it.

To put it bluntly, Maca was worried about one thing—he thought that Haierbo would want to use the demon summoning and demon sacrifice techniques in Abatel to obtain a powerful body to resurrect himself.

In fact, as early as a thousand years ago, Hai Erbo had done this, but unfortunately there was a Godric Gryffindor who was wearing a protagonist template in that era!

But now, in the modern magic world where most wizards have never even heard of the ancient summoning technique, the deterrent effect of those powerful and unknown ancient magic is simply unimaginable.

However, can Old Werther hand over the family's Abatel?

His answer is - yes!

In order to avoid suspicion, I can consider the matter of handing over Abatel to the International Federation of Wizards. However, before talking about this matter, I must first tell you another thing.

The old Patriarch suddenly calmed down again, and he said with a serious face:

For thousands of years, our Werther family has not had any contact with the 'despicable Hai Erbo' you call. And... are you sure that the most evil and powerful Hai Erbo in history is not dead? He has even appeared gone?

If there is no sufficient evidence in hand, and the Werther family insists that they have never seen Hai Erbo, Maca can't force the shit pot on their heads.

In order to maintain the basic order, this world still pays attention to conclusive evidence after all.

Well, regarding Haierbo's current situation, I have written a letter and sent it to the International Federation of Wizards before I came here. This is not a trivial matter, how can I talk nonsense here...

In this case, I will wait for the people from the federation to come, and then discuss with them in detail. Old Werther said, his tone turned cold again, ...As for you, I think we have nothing to talk about. Leave the compensation for my family mansion, and then go back immediately and send my people back!

When Maca saw the other party, he wanted to turn the question back to himself. He was just about to say something, but was suddenly preempted by another voice.

Werther, if you want me to see...you don't have to.

Upon hearing this sentence, other members of the Werther family showed a bit of surprise, as if they were wondering who was interrupting at this time. But at the same time, the expressions of Maca and the old Patriarch suddenly changed.

Maca looked a little surprised, while Old Werther looked more like frightened.

you--

The old Patriarch Werther had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by that voice again.

Maka McLean, we meet again.

This was what Maca said to Old Werther at the beginning. Unexpectedly, not long after that, he heard this sentence uttered from someone else.

Haierbo, why are you willing to come out? Maka raised her head and looked in the direction of the corridor, I thought you would hide in the crowd until I got out by myself!

Hum hum……

Immediately, amidst a slight sneer, the slightly elderly figure separated from the crowd and came out. That's still old Barno, the steward of the Werther family, yes, at least the body is his.

McLean, aren't you very wise? Then you might as well guess, why did I choose to come out and show my identity?

There was a look of contempt on Old Barno's face. Although it seemed that his actions were a little slow, the two strongest people present at the moment—Maka and Old Werther—did not dare to underestimate them.

Ask me? Maka twitched the corner of her mouth, How do I know?

After finishing speaking, he suddenly glanced at Old Werther, his eyes seemed to have some deep meaning.

Actually, you want to ask him through my mouth?

Seeing Maka's unclear gaze towards him, the old Patriarch Werther couldn't help feeling a bit of coolness behind him. He soon realized that what Maca said was right - Haierbo was simply forcing him.

To put it more completely, Haierbo wanted to completely cut off their Werther family's retreat. After Haierbo's appearance, they had no other choice but to follow Haierbo.

You are really smart, Haierbo twirled the short beard on his chin, and said expressionlessly, Witt, don't blame me either. Who told you that this Maca McLean in front of you is too——excellent? For To ensure that I can better enjoy the world, your presence is essential.

While seemingly casually threatening, Haierbo's eyes moved slightly, scanning Maca back and forth. But in his mind, he was thinking about another thing more.

If there is anything in this world that he least wants to see, it must be the sharp sword of Gryffindor back then.

If that thing is used properly, its power is astonishing. Even if he can be resurrected continuously, he will be able to bear death if nothing happens.

And not long ago, Hai Erbo, who was possessed in Harry's body, discovered that the thing was still in Hogwarts! And it looked like that Harry Potter could at least hold it in his hands!

Werther, Haierbo let go of the thoughts in his heart, and suddenly urged, tell me your answer!

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