Chapter 987 The Source of Misfortune

"Congratulations for what? Believe it or not, I told this little guy to turn around and call you 'Daddy' in front of Tonks?"

"Oh Maca, I was only joking - you mustn't!"

Seeing that Lupine wanted to make fun of himself with little Delphi, Maca reacted quickly and pushed him back, causing Lupine to wave his hands again and again.

In fact, after getting along with each other for several years, Tonks, who was chasing after Lupine, finally had a sign of success. If it wasn't for Haierbo's sudden appearance, Maca might have been able to eat their wedding banquet now.

Of course, with Lu Ping's temperament as a good old man, it has become more and more predictable recently... what kind of situation the two of them will have in their married life in the future.

"Seriously, where did you get this child?" Lupine immediately changed the topic about Tonks, looking at the little Delphi in Maca's arms, "Well, this little girl looks like a baby It's so beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Maca opened a chair with one hand and sat down, while looking down at little Delphi's face.

To say that he really wanted to tell the story of this child, and then see what kind of expressions everyone would have when they heard it. It's a pity, whether it's for little Delphi or for some other reason, he obviously can only rot in his stomach silently about those past events.

After a short pause, he could only casually say:

"This is me... Well, it's the daughter of an 'old friend'! The couple entrusted me to take care of this little girl for a while..."

After coping in this way, Maca stopped chatting and started talking about sending the children to Chateau Blois, France.

Finally, he said again:

"By the way, let Sirius come back,

This time I have to trouble him to help me finish it. By the way, he may need to go to Scotland Yard later to bring someone back from the Muggle police station. "

Since Maca plans to investigate those so-called "disappearance cases" himself, he is going to hand over trivial matters like this to the Order of the Phoenix to solve.

And after talking with Lupine roughly, a burst of strong fragrance suddenly came in from the door, causing Maca to stop talking immediately.

"Mr. McLean, I have some peas in my roast beef with potatoes... It's been a long time since you've dined here, and I hope it's still to your liking."

Let Lena, who has never talked much, say a few more words this time, which shows that Maca has indeed not been here for a long time.

Maca looked at the plate of steaming roast beef, and couldn't help swallowing a little.

"That looks good," he said with a smile, "thank you... oh, give me a hug for this baby! I'll have to taste it while it's hot."

After Lena carefully took the little Delphi from Maca's hands, Maca immediately forked a piece of beef that was just cut into the mouth, put it in his mouth and started chewing happily.

After the small piece of beef was swallowed by him, he nodded repeatedly while savoring the tender taste:

"Lena, your skills are really getting better and better. It seems that I will have to come here a few more times in the future!"

Lupine on the side watched Maca eating there, so he had no choice but to get up and leave to deliver a letter to Sirius.

Before leaving, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice:

"That's why you're here. Usually we only eat so well during festivals!"

...

After eating Lena's well-prepared lunch in Black's old house, Maca didn't sit for a while longer. He handed little Delphi to Lena to take care of him temporarily, and even went back to St. Mungo's to bring out all the report materials of Mundungus.

To be honest, when he heard about these incidents from Mundungus last night, he had some guesses about those bizarre cases.

And after his screening and investigation of the case this time, after a whole afternoon, he was finally sure that some of his initial speculations were correct.

Not to mention whether this is a good thing Hai Erbo did, at least, it is a definite fact that magic is involved in it.

In the evening, Maka paced lightly in a deserted alley.

Although his behavior seemed a little aimless, as if he was just walking alone, but he never stopped sensing the magic power floating in the air.

"...is this side?"

Suddenly, he paused at a T-junction, then turned around and walked to the right.

As the buildings on both sides became denser and taller, the environment in the alley gradually became darker and darker. If judged according to common sense, places like this will always make people associate with a gloomy atmosphere, and that often indicates the emergence of clues.

But not long after, an inexplicable noise came from afar, which broke Maca's estimation in an instant.

"what's the situation?"

He came here following a rather obscure magic power, and he believed that as long as he followed the fluctuation of the magic power that seemed to exist, he would most likely be able to find the culprit that caused many bizarre deaths in recent days.

But when he heard those noisy human voices and carefully distinguished them, he knew that things might become troublesome again.

Sure enough, after he had walked a certain distance, an alley with people coming and going made him sigh involuntarily.

This is a street of Muggle commoners... No, it's not so much a "street", it's better to say that this is a big alley that is at most a little bit wider than before.

To be honest, compared to such a crowded place, he would rather his destination be in a cold and scary dark place.

At least there wouldn't be too much interference in that kind of place, and it would be much easier for him to find it.

Of course, at this point, complaining is undoubtedly meaningless. Maca didn't think about it any more, and walked a few quick steps before blending into the crowd in the alley, and casually looked around while walking.

It can be seen that there are many small bars on both sides of this alley. Places like this are mostly the preferred recreational places for Muggles who are not financially rich.

In this world, no matter which city there is a class difference, even a prosperous place like London is the same.

Maca walked slowly among the crowd, and it was obvious that he was even walking much slower than before.

In fact, if the magic fluctuations belonged to normal magic, it would actually be no more difficult to track in a place with many Muggles than a deserted street.

Unfortunately, what he was groping for this time was not an ordinary spell.

Just like the Felicity Elixir will affect a person's fortune, this strange magic has the completely opposite effect to the effect of the Felicity Elixir.

It can bring strong bad luck to some people.

If the target of this kind of magic is a wizard, perhaps the consequences would not be so serious, but this time the target it targets is just an ordinary Muggle who has not even awakened its own magic power.

Thus, a series of traceable but very bizarre deaths were born...

Ok! For now, these are just Maca's conjectures. To say what the actual situation was, he had to follow the traces to find the right place to be sure.

"Under here?"

Suddenly, Maca, who was walking forward in the alley, turned around, pushed open a door next to it without hesitation, and hurried in.

"jingle--"

This is an ordinary underground bar, and the dark interior environment is one of its characteristics.

As far as the brass nameplate nailed to the door said, this place seemed to be a tomb many years ago, but now it was rented by the owner of the bar and transformed into a slightly peculiar "Crypt Bar".

As soon as I walked inside, I was greeted by a chill, which often made the guests who came in shrank their necks suddenly.

Maca wasn't very interested in this strange environment, and he didn't come here for a drink today. What's more, the main business hours of the bar are usually after dinner, and there are really not many customers here now.

Walking down a descending stone step at the entrance, after a few steps, he saw a tomb passage that was opened.

When he came down to the bottom, the two waiters who were sweeping with brooms were stunned for a moment, after all, it was rare for guests to come so early.

"Oh, I'm sorry... We haven't officially started business here yet," one of the older waiters said, and then turned to the younger one, "Did you forget to hang the sign outside?"

After reprimanding in a low voice, he continued:

"Of course, if you don't mind, beer and the like are fine. After all, the bartender hasn't come to work yet, so there are only some simple..."

"No, no need."

Maca didn't wait for him to finish, just waved his hand casually and continued walking in.

Behind him, the two waiters were stunned for a while, then as if nothing had happened just now, they lowered their heads and swept the ground.

It seems that the business here has not started yet, except for the two waiters just now, no one is there.

After a short pause, Maca simply bypassed the empty bar and walked directly to the wooden door behind the bar.

Arriving here, in his perception, the remnant of magic power has become more and more clear.

"Squeak—"

Pushing the wooden door open, the kitchen at the back is brighter than the outside. And when Maca stopped at the door to observe for a while, his eyes gradually fell to another wooden door deeper in the kitchen.

It was a door opening with a lot of debris piled up at the door. From the style of the wooden door, it could be seen that that door was much older than the one outside.

And just behind that wooden door, the fluctuation of magic power became real under Maka's induction - he didn't look for the wrong place, it was right here.

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