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Chapter 741: A Female Auror
🕑 Added 2023-05-09 07:58:28 +0000 UTCNot long ago, the last member of the ancient pure-blood wizard family was killed in her room by the terrible owl monster. The ancestor of the family, Ariane, told Evan and Sirius that the monster was a demon, and her enemy.
But now it seemed like there was a close connection between Ariane and the monster, and things were getting more and more interesting!
Rather than being thrilled, Evan was more curious about what she said, from the bizarre story she told to the terrible cursing power, as well as the mysterious Owl Fortress and the Owl-Woman who had suddenly attacked him tonight.
Knowing the answers to these questions would help him with understanding more rare demonic magic...
If the woman only needed his own blood, Evan wouldn't mind giving her a little.
Taking the boy's blood as a guide, would the devil be summoned from the abyss?!!
"If your guess is correct, then that settles it. This woman is just a dangerous lunatic and a terrible monster!" Sirius looked at Evan, his eyes twinkled brightly, and he said seriously, "Right now, our safest bet would be to return to the hotel and meet Hagrid, and forget about the Owl Fortress and this curse... Knowing you however, you will definitely not go with that plan. Well, it wouldn’t be to my style either to wait passively for death to come to my door!”
"Just as I thought, I don’t even have to ask you to take this risk with me!!" said Evan with a smile, recording the magic runes on the mirror. "Come on, let's do what the woman said and see what she’s up to."
"This is reminding me of my adventures with James in the past, but those were only around Hogwarts. During vacations, I’d have to settle down following my mother’s wishes.” said Sirius, looking around as he sighed. “Well, I suggest searching the house from top to bottom to see if there are any missing clues before you go downstairs to the house-elf for blood. Let's start from here; I’ll be judging the caliber of those French Aurors!"
Not long ago, French Aurors had searched the room when they came here to investigate the murder case. They took away valuables, and now nothing remained in the room besides a large bed and a closet on the inside.
But that obviously wasn’t going to satisfy Sirius’s keener and more experienced eye. He walked towards the big bed, searching every inch carefully.
About five minutes later, Evan had just finished recording the magic text on the mirror, when he heard Sirius shouting, "Just as I thought; amateurs! Evan, come and have a look ..."
Evan walked over and saw Sirius lifting the wallpaper behind the big bed. Rows of ancient words were depicted on the wall.
"This is French. It should have been left by the previous owner of this room. It may help us." He looked at the words carefully and read them out quietly. "In the dark castle of the family, I hear its whisper, the whisper from the abyss. It echoes in my ears, it tells me that night is coming ..."
"In the dark, it’s watching me silently. The claws of fate seize the disbelievers, and I hear saying: What you have done is meaningless, pathetic seed of inferior gods! Chaos, chaos, chaos… Listen… Can’t you hear? Ah, it longs to kill! All shall end in chaos..."
"Through my painful struggle, I know the ultimate fate of this fragile world. I don't want to die, I want to become stronger. I listened to the voice… to the persuasion. I fell into master’s arms and became a corrupted believer..."
"From today on, I shall give up this mortal body. Come, nightmare in the dark; I welcome you! Devour both soul and flesh at once! My all is my lord’s, I will embrace death, for I will be reborn... When all is done, in my death, I alone will live on!"
The words on the wall brought both Evan and Sirius to silence, as the latter frowned as he gazed at the wall.
"What’s this? These read like the ramblings of a madman!" He whispered, "And none of it is clear, besides the fact that it’s creeping me out!"
“Yeah, it's really creepy.” Evan agreed, thinking of the terrible evil god.
In the Lair of the Acromantula, didn’t the eyeball monster say something similar to him?
Those words on the wall looked a bit like the whispers of the evil god, but slightly different.
The person who had engraved them on the wall, no matter who they were, their body had obviously changed in the end.
However, had those voices been the whispers of an evil god, they would not have ended up like that. They would have been completely consumed.
If this was not an evil god, was it a devil?! The devil Ariane talked about, the witch from Africa?
Evan walked over and helped Sirius lift up all the wallpaper in the room.
Just above the bed, they found some new clues, but this time it was not words, but some drawings...
"It’s that owl monster!” Evan whispered, recognizing it at a glance.
The drawings depicted what seemed to be an evil magic process, step by step transforming a normal person into a terrible Owl person.
"If the pattern above is magic, why is it here?” said Sirius slowly. "This is the victim's room. The former owner has just been killed by the owl woman, so why would the magic that made the killer be written right behind the victim’s bed.”
“I see! So it ain’t a simple murder! Perhaps this woman Mary had volunteered,” said Evan and a chill spread through his body: “That would mean, she just left her body behind; she isn’t the Owl-Woman!”
"Alright, gentlemen! Party is over!" Just then, the two suddenly heard a woman's voice. “I'm an Auror from the Ministry of Magic. You two are under arrest for breaking into this crime scene! Put down your wands and do not think of resistance, or there will be consequences."
Evan and Sirius turned around just to see a young witch standing at the door of the room and pointing a wand at them.
She looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with short hair, having pale heart-shaped face, and dark, shiny eyes.
She pulled up the hem of her robes staring confidently at the two. However, disregarding her weird robes, she did look quite pretty!
