"There is a necklace that was triggered in advance. The location where the curse was activated... should be in the southeastern suburbs of London. I didn't actively connect, so I don't know which group of people are there, and I don't know who specifically triggered it... "
In an old neighborhood in downtown London, there is still a dim light shining through the windows of a house. And through the gap in the curtains, you can see a vague figure moving in the living room of this old red brick house.
They were three wizards of different ages.
The oldest man looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was wearing a wrinkle-free suit and a waistcoat with a handkerchief. A top hat was placed neatly on the coffee table in front of him. Next to the hat was a slender wand, and next to it was a black cane.
At first glance, he looks like a complete gentleman.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room, slowly sipping a cup of steaming coffee. Look at his indifferent attitude, as if he doesn't have much interest in anyone or anything except himself...
And just over the bar directly behind this "gentleman", another younger male wizard has another distinctive temperament.
I saw that the young man was dressed in a rock-and-roll style - a denim jacket with rivets and a T-shirt with a skull printed on it. There were inexplicable and strange silver jewelry hanging around his neck, and his messy hair was dyed with vibrant colors.
To be honest, that style actually looks a bit similar to the former Bill Weasley.
At the moment, this British rock and roll youth is sitting at the bar with his head propped up, pouring wine into his mouth randomly. His eyes were blurry, and he seemed to be immersed in his own world, as if he was unaware of everything around him.
As for the third person in the living room, he has another "painting style".
This is the only woman among the three, and the youngest one - judging from her appearance, she is at most the same as Ginny, maybe even younger.
This girl was wearing an ordinary dark sweater with a white shirt underneath and a plaid skirt. She was exactly the most common middle school student outfit these days.
She has long black hair that looks very sloppy, and her appearance is ordinary, but for some reason, her face looks a little gloomy.
At this time, she was sitting at the kitchen table, with a map spread out on the table. It can be seen that there seem to be some scattered small objects on the map. At first glance, they are just the kind of cheap trinkets that little girls of her age like.
However, as time goes by, some of those trinkets are moving on their own. Some move slowly, others quite quickly.
By the way, the previous words "the curse was triggered" came from her mouth.
And just after she finished speaking, about ten seconds passed, the "middle-aged gentleman" at the beginning put down the coffee cup in his hand and said calmly:
"It's normal to be triggered in advance. After all, some minor accidents are inevitable, right? Don't take the initiative to connect to the detection. If McClain notices it, with his ability, I'm afraid he will be able to touch here soon. Come."
"Huh, let's just run away when he comes!" At this moment, the rock young man at the bar suddenly said, "We don't have to obey Haierbo's orders!"
"Then you want to stand on the opposite side of Haierbo?" The gentleman shook his head, "I don't care what you two think. Anyway, I don't want to be an enemy of that guy... And now if we don't follow his If you run into him in the future, it will definitely be a 'death'! There is no other possibility—"
"Hey, who made us so unlucky?" The young rocker shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a sly expression, "It must be that we have done too many bad things before we met such a big devil."
While the two of them were chatting, the girl at the table suddenly paused and then said expressionlessly:
"The reaction to the curse disappeared... huh? No, it must have been suppressed by someone and did not fully exert its effect - the other party's method was good."
"Does this mean that there is no chance for it to spread?" The gentleman chuckled and said, "Faye, the curse magic you invented doesn't seem to be very powerful?"
However, the girl he called "Fei" just shook her head slightly, and her face still didn't have much expression. I heard her say coldly:
"The person who got the curse should be a wizard who is very good at dealing with the damage caused by the curse... I don't deny that my magic is still lacking, but I have to wait until the other party tries to break the curse before I can see whether it's powerful or not." .”
"Oh, is there any 'back-up plan'?" The rock young man heard this and raised his eyebrows immediately, "Did you leave a fake clue to solve the curse in it?"
"It's just a disguise for the effect of the curse," Fei said calmly, "its first effect is the drying up of the blood and the substantial atrophy of the muscles. If the judgment is wrong at this stage, the curse will be further triggered."
"So that's it," the rock youth nodded immediately, "it is the exact same symptom as the 'Brighton Curse Necklace' that appeared decades ago."
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and took another big sip into his mouth, then smashed it and continued:
"What if I wasn't misled?"
"Then it depends on whether her curse design is more sophisticated or whether the level of the curse-breaker is higher!" The gentleman raised his eyebrows and said, "The winner is a head-on battle - this is the romance between duels!"
"We've stopped being 'romantic' from the beginning, okay?" The young rocker curled his lips and said, "Forget it, you won't listen even if I tell you...a fake gentleman full of old-time duelism!"
"Humph, young people don't understand the nobility and reserve of a gentleman... Alas, young people today are too impetuous."
The girl sitting at the dining table didn't pay any attention to the mutual quarrel between the two people - she didn't even turn her head to look at them from the beginning until now.
Apart from paying attention to the movements on the map from time to time, she basically spent the rest of the time playing with the little doll in her hand. Apart from describing the situation and giving appropriate answers, she almost never took the initiative to speak.
Just looking at her gloomy and cold face, it would be more appropriate to say she is withdrawn and cold rather than introverted.
About ten minutes later, when the gentleman and the rock young man finally stopped jostling each other, they suddenly frowned slightly.
"Helpo's magic reaction appeared once... near Big Ben, not far from here."