Chapter 337

"Member code, 'Silver Eagle 991'."

As soon as Maka's voice fell, the collapsed wizard statue suddenly seemed to fall into the space of time reversal. Stone fragments flew back to where they should have existed, and gathered in the twinkling of an eye.

When a layer of faint light passed quietly, the whole statue recovered as before, so that people can no longer see what it just looked like.

"Welcome back, Mr. Silver Eagle 991."

In Tonks' hesitant eyes, the wizard statue spoke, and then the bottom of the whole pool was blurred. When it became clear again, the dirty bottom of the pool had become a spiral downward ladder.

"Pay attention to maintain the easy appearance, mags deformation, and..." Maka thought, "don't talk as much as possible for a while."

"Why?"

Tonks looked down and found that it was completely dark under the stairs.

"Anyway, just don't talk." Maka shook her head and said, "you don't want to have anything to do with those guys below..."

Then he raised his legs and went into the pool. Seeing him lower and lower with the steps, Tonks did not think much, so he quickly followed.

The spiral ladder was very long, and without taking a few steps, nothing could be seen around it.

Maka lit her wand in front of her, and the two of them leaned against the light and pattered down. This downward passage feels quite narrow. At least a big man like Hagrid can't get in.

In fact, Tonks wanted to ask where it led to. But because Maka had just reminded her not to speak, she had to close her mouth.

After walking down a distance, a little light suddenly appeared in front of me. The next moment, the light quickly spread all over the whole field of vision

"... sir, are you two?"

As Marca whispered to a waiter, Tonks stood behind him and looked carefully at the high-end hall under the old square.

Yes, if you want to use any word to describe here, it is the word "upscale".

In fact, this hall does not look gorgeous. On the contrary, the surrounding layout is either black or white. Although it is quite wide and comfortable, it has no complex design.

On the left side of the reception hall, there is a coffee shop like leisure space. There is also a bar at the door. The bartender standing inside looks a little idle.

On the right side of the hall, there are corridors and separate private rooms.

There are not many people here.

While Tonks was secretly observing the mysterious wizards on the left, Maka gently called her and took the lead in walking towards the rest area.

"Two glasses of ice water."

As he passed the bar, he ordered a heartless drink, and then took Tonks straight to an already occupied round table.

Tonks was probably a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere here and sat timidly next to Maka.

When they took their seats, the other two guests who had been sitting at the table didn't respond much. They just stopped chatting temporarily and looked at the two new strangers in front of them.

"Are you talking about something interesting?" Marca asked calmly.

There was a man and a woman sitting on this table.

The wizard looks a little tall and thin. Sitting on the soft sofa makes him feel lazy; The witch is dressed with a high degree of exposure, and her skin is delicate and white. At first glance, it is the kind that is well maintained.

The appearance of the two wizards seems to be not covered up, but everyone who comes here knows that 100% of the appearance that can be seen on the surface is false.

Probably because of the rules here, Maka and Tonks took their seats rashly, which won't arouse other people's disgust. After all, the purpose of the people who come here is basically the same.

This is a high-end information exchange club in the black market, and the selection of members is very strict. If Maka hadn't got on with the Witt family, she might not have found a way so soon.

"It's not about the 'man'... There have been a lot of peace in the British magic world recently! But everyone knows that this silence is only temporary, just before the storm."

Hearing Maka's inquiry, the graceful witch with a sense of pride answered casually. It can be seen that her eyes only stayed on Tonks for a few seconds and completely fell on Marca's side.

Obviously, Tonks's nervous appearance didn't leave her any "valuable" impression.

"'that man '......?" Marcello nodded slightly. "Now there are' those two 'of Hogwarts. At least' he 'doesn't dare to come out casually... Whether the storm will come or not is a matter of the future. Anyway, there are only some small storms left at the moment."

"Although the fighting and killing can't annoy me for the time being, it sometimes gets in the way." the wizard said with drooping eyelids, "for example, the goblins in the ancient Lingge look a little restless?"

"'that man 'doesn't like this skill?" Marca shrugged. "It's the same when she provoked a war last time. She wantonly pulled giants and werewolves in as tools..."

He paused and said with a smile: "this time, too, let alone the goblin... As far as I know, 'he' has been in contact with vampires, but the results don't seem to be as good as' he 'imagined."

"Really?" the witch seemed a little interested. "Is the news reliable?"

"Of course," Maka said casually, "in recent years, the relationship between vampires and wizards has become closer and closer. I have some business with vampires."

"This is really..." the wizard touched the beard on his lips and said thoughtfully.

"But these are nothing, but the focus is on the Wizards." Maka naturally turned the topic to the purpose of his trip. "Aren't some wizards crazy recently? I think it's mostly related to the 'that man'..."

Almost all the wizards who haunt this club have good news sources. Maka and Tonks stayed here for several hours, changed from one table to another, and exchanged all kinds of information with many wizards who didn't know each other.

When they left here and returned to the black market, Maka had several clear and effective clues in her hand.

"... so, who are those people?" Tonks followed Marca out of the old square full of ghost howling wood, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Who?" Marca smiled. "I don't know."

"Anyway, they are not ordinary people..." Tonks rolled his eyes. "Ordinary wizards don't have such a strong aura."

"In short, isn't it enough to gain?"

In their casual conversation, they unknowingly came to the destination derived from intelligence - the comprehensive vendor area with the brightest lights in the black market.

For Maka, because there are no very strange things in the shops and shops here, he just buys some ordinary goods that are not easy to find outside, so he hasn't really been here.

But in the depths of this peddler area, there is actually a small piece of rental housing for accommodation.

The person they are looking for lives in this rented house all the year round.

"... it should be here."

Standing by the bright stone path, Maka looked up at one of the old rental houses. Although the house looks a little dilapidated, it seems that it has been repaired, so it won't give people the feeling of dilapidation.

The repainted brick wall looks very white. Even if there are only lights, it will still make people feel quite refreshing. But all the windows of the house are covered by curtains. Looking from the outside, I really can't see anything.

However, although there are not many people on this path, it is difficult to wait for an opportunity when there is no one at all. You can't stick here too long, so after a little observation, Maka naturally looked at the side of the house.

"Let's go around and look at the back of the house."

Maka waved to Tonks, and then they walked along the lane next to the house.

Compared with the path in front, the light behind is obviously much worse. Moreover, probably because the land in the black market is limited, these houses are very close, so there are no doors and windows behind the house, which is a mottled wall dissatisfied with the moss.

"Give me a minute."

As Maka said, she pulled out her wand and put it against the wall, releasing a small magic spell for exploration. As the magic gradually fed back the information, the area near this side of the house soon formed in Maka's mind.

After finding out the situation in the house, he bent down, knocked gently on a brick near the ground, and then pulled it out with his magic wand, and the brick was taken out quietly.

After that, he took out several bricks from the brick hole until the brick hole was completely connected with the house, and then straightened up again.

"Can you deform Animagus?" Maka asked back.

"Ah? Uh... No, no," Tonks shook his head.

"Then wait here! I'll just go in myself -"

Before he had finished, his figure shrank sharply, causing Tonks to look down.

But she didn't expect that the Animagus form of Maka was not only surprisingly small, but also fast. She only had time to glimpse the brick hole. There seemed to be a blue shadow passing by, and she didn't have time to see what it was.

"This guy... Is there anything he won't?" Tonks squatted down, stared at the hole and made a face.