"Mr. McClain, I do have something very important to tell you. I don't know... Could you please get in the car and talk about it?"
"Um?"
Although because of Charlotte's relationship, Maca was not wary of Mr. Norman Waite. But the other party was always a member of the Witte family. Under the control and interference of the old head of the family who obviously had some evil intentions, Maka felt that she still needed to maintain a certain degree of vigilance.
Of course, what he was worried about was not himself, but Hermione, Luna and others who were standing behind him and looking at the carriage with curiosity.
"Mr. Witte, I think you might choose to say it directly?"
"Oh, this-"
When Norman heard this, he couldn't help but think about it with hesitation. And perhaps because he noticed Maka's determination that was completely different from her tone, he finally nodded helplessly.
The next moment, he turned his head slightly and said to the old steward inside:
"You drive around the neighborhood first! After a while, you can come back here to pick me up."
After saying this, Norman jumped off the carriage and walked quickly to Maka.
"Mr. McLean, this is really not the place to talk - the scene where I am talking to you like this must not be seen by the wizards under Helbo."
After Maka heard what he said, she nodded slightly and said:
"I can understand. I have met people from your family before. I guess... your Witte family must have encountered something unexpected... Come here!"
As he spoke, he waved the other person to the alley on the side of the road. When passing the outer wall of a house in the alley, he stretched out his staff and tapped the wall lightly. The brick wall immediately trembled slightly and began to deform, revealing a doorway for people to enter.
After all six people in the group, including Norman, walked in, the doorway that had just been transformed by the transformation technique quickly closed automatically.
Right now, Maka was standing in the corner of the living room of this house, subconsciously looking up at the ceiling. It was obvious that he was sensing whether there was anyone upstairs.
As for the living room, which was not that big, he knew that it was empty before he chose this house.
"It seems that there should be no one upstairs," Macca paused for a moment, then said, "Well, maybe this Muggle family felt that the fog was too weird, so they left London early, right?"
Judging from what Maka heard from Sirius, there were actually quite a few Muggle families leaving London this time. Otherwise, there would be no traffic jams on the roads outside.
After saying something casually, Maka went directly to the sofa nearby and sat down - the sofa was obviously a bit hard, but no matter what, it was better than standing and talking.
"Mr. Wirth, you can sit down too! I believe that this Muggle family won't care if someone comes to sit on their sofa and armchair... Of course, they may be a little unhappy about the uninvited guests. That’s it!”
However, Norman didn't seem to feel much about Maka's witticisms to lighten the atmosphere.
In fact, he was already in a mess in his heart. It was only because of his calm personality and good self-cultivation since childhood that he never showed too much impatience.
When Hermione and others followed suit and found a place to sit down in confusion, Maka saw that Charlotte's father had no intention of finding a chair for herself, so she stood directly in the middle of the living room and said:
"Mr. McClain, did you just say that you met people from our family? Well, maybe they have caused you some discomfort, but... to be honest, they actually couldn't help themselves this time."
"Of course, this has nothing to do with what I want to tell you... no, it's the news that my father wants me to convey to you. It can be said that it has nothing to do with it."
"Yeah?"
Maka didn't know what Norman wanted to say specifically, but she could tell that the other person seemed to have a rather complicated emotion in his heart.
It seems to be a vague fear, but it may be mixed with a little hesitation.
"Yes," Norman paused before continuing, "I think you are all confused by the fog that has filled London. Well, actually I was just as confused as you at first - even if Later, several wizards who claimed to be Halpo's 'apprentices' came to the family and explained that the mist was made by Halpo himself. We also don't know where it comes from and what it does... "
"Didn't those guys say anything?" Maka raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't say... maybe even they don't know," Norman shook his head, and then said, "But after that, my father, who hadn't talked to me for a long time, suddenly called me over. And it was from then on that From his words, I finally understood what this strange, irresistible fog meant!"
Hearing this, Maka suddenly had a bad feeling. He felt that he might have guessed what Norman would say next.
But, is that possible? No, he felt that he must be overthinking.
But at the next moment, Maka heard Norman say:
"...McLean, I think you should still remember the most important inheritance of our family - the magic book "Abatail". When Haierbo first came to our Witte family, it was for that whole set of ancient scrolls. Just because The books our family owns are not complete, especially the most critical summons, so in the end Haierbo just left after getting the clues."
Obviously, what Norman said here is not accurate. And this was probably just because his father tried to hide that he had tried to get some benefits from Haierbo, so he did not tell him all the twists and turns during the process.
But when Maka heard Norman's next words, he felt that those so-called "truths" that passed by might not really be that important.
I just heard the other party say in a deep voice:
"However, my father told me before that Haierbo may have collected all the "Abatail"! Because based on my father's understanding of "Abatail", he believed that these mists are most likely the devil summoning technique. A harbinger of something!”
After a moment of silence, even Maka took a deep breath at his last words, and then slowly suppressed the tremor in her heart.
After staring at Norman wordlessly for a while, he slowly shook his head.
"This is impossible."
…
Maka and the others left the Muggle residence before Norman.
As the other party said, although the old head of the Witte family is not willing to follow Haierbo, he does not dare to openly disobey the latter's order. Therefore, the fact that Norman was secretly entrusted by his father to come to communicate with Maca must not be discovered by Haierbo's men.
And just before Maka left, Norman also informed him of the old family owner's intention to cooperate. Judging from what Norman expressed, the old head of the Werther family seemed a little unwilling.
After all, the ancient magic book "Abatail" was originally inherited by the Witte family. It was only because of the betrayal of a member of the family that the ancient books were leaked out.
Not long ago, Old Witte thought that the family inheritance could finally be restored to integrity. But who would have expected that the ancient wizard Haierbo would suddenly intervene and take away the remaining part of the family.
Now, seeing that Herbo has most likely collected the entire book of "Abatail", it would have been good if Old Werther was not so angry that he died on the spot.
However, even though Maka had guessed so much about what Norman said, he still couldn't believe that this mist was a precursor to the "Devil Summoning Technique".
You must know that the person who originally held the last fragment of the "Abatail" summoning technique destroyed his soul and died in front of him.
What the other party did was to prevent Haierbo from forcibly looking through his memory to obtain any information the other party wanted.
Is it possible that Old Eun's self-sacrifice at that time was simply meaningless? Because before the death of his soul, Haierbo had already obtained the content of those last few pages
Indeed, if this is the case, Herbo's erratic whereabouts after that seem to be explainable - he was obviously making many complicated preparations to complete the summoning ceremony.
"Maka, was that Charlotte's father just now?"
Hermione followed closely behind him. At first she didn't want to disturb him because of his thoughtful expression, but after a while, she couldn't help but asked in a low voice:
"Also... what is the 'Devil Summoning Technique' he mentioned?"
"Yes!" Ron couldn't help but asked when he saw Hermione speaking, "Is there really such a creature as a 'demon' in this world? Isn't that a magical creature that only exists in legends made up by Muggles?"
"Um?"
After hearing their questions, Maka shook her head.
"Perhaps there is! As far as I know, ancient summoning techniques are divided into two categories: 'Spirit Summoning Technique' and 'Demon Summoning Technique'... But what kind of existence are the so-called 'demons'? This I don't know. Not sure anymore.”
Perhaps, it is not what everyone imagines, and the concept may even be completely different. It's a pity that perhaps only the ancient wizard Haierbo knows.
"Anyway," Maka smiled bitterly and frowned, "What we can be sure of now is that it won't be a good thing!"
To be honest, Maka suddenly felt a little powerless now. Because he found that if what Norman said was true, then he seemed to really not know what to do now.
It can be said that he really knows nothing about the "Devil Summoning Technique".
And just as Maka frowned and walked forward with Hermione, Luna and the other four, unknowingly, the entrance to St. Mungo's was already in front of her.