It's raining outside, and it's raining, and you can't see the scene across the street at a glance.

Muggles on the sidewalk come and go, their expressions and attitudes are different, as if they are silently interpreting the life in this world.

As the heir of the Augustin family, Mallorca never thought that he would spend his leisure time sitting in the afternoon tea restaurant in Muggle.

Speaking of which, the decoration of this store is quite unique.

Exquisite wooden doors and windows are painted with a uniform white paint, and a variety of teapots and cups are hung on one wall. Most of them are not necessarily very expensive, but the various patterns on them are all fresh and fresh.

The boss here is a curly blonde lady, and the slight wrinkles around her eyes show that she is no longer young.

But in this small shop, there are cute decorations left by her in her spare time. It can be seen that her heart never grows old.

At this moment, Mallory and Millian sat face to face by the window, neither of them said anything, but quietly read the tea.

From the hustle and bustle of the former "Sleeping Dragon Bar" to the tranquility of this afternoon tea restaurant, this stark contrast makes Marjora feel indescribable.

It's like ... It's like ...

"... It's as if I've lived up to my age."

He couldn't help but take the lead to open his mouth, but with a slight tone, it was as if he was afraid to desecrate the quietness that wrapped himself.

Afternoon tea was drunk a lot, from the luxurious room to the magnificent garden, it was a habit for him. In general, the time for afternoon tea is usually calm and quiet.

However, even though it was quiet, he just felt that the silence in front of him was different from usual.

Is there something missing or something missing?

Million still sipped in the tea cup and did not respond to Mallorie's feelings just now. So the latter was not upset, and he inadvertently looked out of the convex window.

Oh, maybe the "worldliness" disdainful of this pure-blood wizard is secretive?

"Miss Millian, please thank me for this invitation this afternoon!"

As Mallory listened to the rain dripping out of the window, he thanked Millian.

This time, in his words, there is no longer the formulaic emotions of ordinary days-this thanks is obviously sincere.

Until then, Millian finally put the tea cup back into the white porcelain cup and saucer, and a touching smile appeared on her face.

"You don't have to be so polite, I believe that the wisdom of Master Augustine will definitely understand that I have my own purpose in doing so."

She said this sentence very calmly.

If you think about it, if you don't make preparations with utilitarianism beforehand, how can you open the heart of Mallor so accurately?

As a family master who was accustomed to various ways of doing things, of course, Mallory had already seen the doubts. In fact, from the moment Millian visited his room from the beginning, it was impossible for someone with a sharp mind to see it.

It is a pity that this "conspiracy" is too beautiful for Mallorca. It is so beautiful that it makes him aware that the governor is also strange.

After all, for him, what the family is like is all right!

"Miss Millian, I think you must have something to tell me ... please tell me!"

Mallet took the tea cup and took a sip, allowing the fragrance of black tea to flow gently between the nose and nose. After a while, he swallowed the tea and added:

"You help me take a step that I have never been able to take ... In order to repay, I am willing to do something for you that I can do."

It is a very common verbal skill in negotiation to not talk full, and he can speak like this, which shows that the original judgment has not been disturbed by the touch of his heart.

"Oh, since Master Augustine said so--"

Millian nodded slightly, and seemed unsurprising of Mallory's attitude.

"I don't know if you've heard of one thing," she said casually. "About a hundred years ago, a member of the Witte family fled from the family to this Muggle world, and named a book called" The manuscript of Abbatair was brought out ... "

Not many people know about this, but there are definitely many.

Although the Witt family lived in seclusion, there are still no shortage of wizards who know their existence. Of course, the Augustin family also knew about the "family traitor incident" that once raged in the fixed circle.

"A large study of ancient magic, it is said that it covers a lot of ancient magic knowledge such as cursing, soul studies, summons, heraldry, semiotics ..."

"Unfortunately, the magic book" Abatair "was incomplete when it was first acquired by the Witte family. The member of the family who stole it was only a partial transcript of his own. The old owner took the shot himself and recovered. "

Mallory didn't hesitate, talking in Millian's face. In the end, he waved his hand indifferently.

"There are eight volumes of the complete" Abatair ", and the Witt family currently holds ... It is said that there are only three of them."

Millian raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

"The point is what three volumes they have."

Seeing that Millian seemed to be expecting an answer from him, Mallory just helped her out.

"Unfortunately, I only know that one of the volumes should be about‘ soul science. 'As for the other two volumes, or more ... ”

It ’s natural that he does n’t know. In addition to the core members of the family, who else can know these top-level family secrets?

"is it?"

Millian nodded, and turned into a state of contemplation.

Mallor looked at her across the table, hesitating slightly.

From the beginning, the woman chose to contact him first, and then used a vigorous flying broom company to trade with his family.

For the time being, the apparent purpose of this transaction is that at least the process is to get him to marry Miss Navit.

With so much thought, Mallor couldn't help but beating his heart!

"Miss Millian," he asked, looking surprised, "couldn't it be, do you want me to help you get the Abbatial from the Witt family?"

Because the more he thought about it, the more likely he was, he was a little bit vacant.

In fact, he originally thought the other party was just trying to get some oil from the Augustine family behind him, but who knew that things seemed to start running to places he didn't expect.

After hearing that, Millian turned back to her, but quickly smiled easily.

"No, why?" She said quietly, "please don't worry, we won't let you do such a dangerous thing ... well, in fact, it can't be done at all!"

"Uh, yeah ..." Mallor breathed a sigh of relief. "Even if I married Miss Wit as a matter of course, the Wit family wouldn't allow me, an 'outsider,' to reach the core heritage of their family."

But even though he was relieved, the heart he had already raised couldn't fall back into his stomach. Because he now understood that the woman's intentions must be completely different from what he imagined!

She ... or she and her companion, what are they trying to do?

Of course, even if Millian can guess again, as long as she doesn't have to be intrigued, it's certainly impossible to know Mallio's intimidation. But now, she doesn't care much about what the other party thinks.

"Yes," Millian continued, "Actually! What we are asking you to do is not difficult ... Remember? Our deal with your father was to stay in Hogwarts with your fiancee. Excuse for the Witt family to fight with that Maca McLean. "

"Of course I remember," Mallor nodded. "You said that you are hostile to McLean, and the information also shows that you did fight with him ... I heard how many of your companions have been damaged for this?"

Millian immediately affirmed:

"Yes, this is all true, and we really want to deal with that McLean. But ... well, I can only tell you the next words, and I hope you can keep them in your heart ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ If you agree, I need to form an unbreakable curse with you to ensure that you will not regret revealing our secrets to your family ... "

At this point, she smiled a little apologetically.

"Sorry, but please forgive me, after all ... these things are related to the lives of my companion and me."

As soon as it seemed that things were beginning to go back to his family, Mallory was relieved.

Seriously, he never had a slight sympathy for his father who hid the knife in his smile. Coupled with his childhood, he has hardly felt any fatherly love, and this sense of alienation is even more obvious.

As for his mother ...

"Huh," I don't know what was happening, and Mallory gave a slight sneer before he said, "No problem, it's just a secret curse."

"You can promise, that wouldn't be better." Millian smiled brightly. "My companion should be here in a while, and we can let him be this witness."

A secrecy spell is necessary, and she will no longer disclose more information to the other party until Asa's arrival.

So after that, Millian temporarily put aside this topic and talked to Mallory about every bit of Muggle life.

This is undoubtedly fresh and interesting for Mallorca.

There is still a lot of time from the afternoon to before sunset, and he still hopes to enjoy such an unrestrained joke for a while! So he didn't mean to be impatient at all, but instead started asking questions.

It seems that he is willing to throw him directly into the Muggle world.

"Oh, this is the first time I have discovered that this world is so beautiful!"

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