Chapter 814

Of course, there is no distinction between day and night in the underground black market. All day long, it seems as if it is just nightfall. The lights and darkness are naturally intertwined into a unique picture.

When Maka arrived at the Witt family residence again, he found that the previously damaged doors and walls had been repaired. At the moment, most of the buildings are immersed in black, and only a few windows still show some not bright light.

Everything seemed to return to peace with his previous departure.

"Bang bang."

Suddenly, a quick knock on the door sounded, but it was obviously not a stupid thing for Maka who had just arrived here.

He was hiding in a front yard opposite the Witt family, which was not as lucky as the Witt family, although they lived across the street from the Witt family. Look at the night thorn grass in the yard. It's growing taller than people. It's obvious that this is an old house that no one has taken care of for a long time.

"That's..."

Maka now has no time to care about who the big house belongs to. He just pushes aside the grass and silently aims at the gate of Witt's house across the street.

There, a figure just put down his knocking hand, and then the door was opened from inside.

"Come in!"

The man inside leaned out half and looked around at the outside. Only then did he shrink back and greet the visitor to go in. Looking at their cautious appearance, the house of the Witt family was indeed on alert.

A moment later, the door was opened again, and then a man ran out of it. When the door was closed again, the man had run away along the street.

This time, Maka finally saw it - it should be an ordinary member of the Witt family.

"Is this sending someone out to investigate the situation in the black market?"

He was not sure whether this was what halbo meant, or that it was just the Witt family who wanted to know the state of the outside world.

Judging from the situation when Maka left, the Witt family itself was reluctant to obey Haier Bo.

Thousands of years ago, their ancestors may have been loyal subordinates of Haier Bo. But now, people have changed. I don't know how many batches. How can there be firm obedience to serve them, even at the cost of life?

Maka thought for a moment and finally sneaked in after drinking a bottle of Xianyin medicine.

Halbo is likely to remain inside, either upstairs or in the secret room, but no matter where he is, Maka doesn't want him to find out for the time being.

So he didn't use the phantom spell - the invisibility effect was not bad, but in the perception range of halbo and Maka, the strong magic fluctuation of the phantom spell was almost as obvious as a big light bulb.

Without further delay, in the twinkling of an eye, he let his hands and feet climb to a small balcony on the third floor. Because he found that although the balcony was not big, it was filled with all kinds of potted plants.

Most of those potted plants are very tall, and their dark stems and leaves stretch out and flourish in the place where there is no natural light.

But because these plants cover a large area, there is no door on this balcony, so that Maka can easily enter the house without being found.

Climb over the balcony railing and look through the plants. Soon he saw that it seemed to be a bedroom, but no one was there for the time being.

"Well, try to suppress the activity of magic again... If you can get as close to that guy as possible, you may be able to catch it by surprise..."

After a brief inspection of the bedroom, Maka suddenly calculated for a moment.

In fact, the most important thing now is that he has the ability to "kill Haier Bo again", but he has no ability to intercept the other party's soul like Voldemort at the beginning.

Otherwise, if Haier Bo continues to toss, the whole UK will come to a big deal sooner or later.

After thinking so, makavi closed her eyes and focused on trying to ease her magic as much as possible. Then he took a step and went straight to the door leading to the outer corridor.

Who knows, before he took a few steps, he sensed that someone was coming this way.

"Well..."

Maka subconsciously looked around again, although he was invisible at the moment. But just in case, he chose to return to the balcony and hide himself behind a few big leaves half a person high.

When Maka pushed behind a leaf, he even felt the stem of the leaf move suddenly.

"Be quiet."

Before the door opened and the man in the corridor came in, he immediately rubbed the back of the leaves of the magical plant.

Immediately, the big leafy plant was honest.

For Maka, who has been reciting the herbalist since he took the Hogwarts Express in the first year, the way to calm a magical plant is as much as it takes.

And the next moment he put down his hand, the door of the bedroom finally opened.

In came a witch, dressed in the clothes of the Witt family. As soon as she got into the bedroom, she slammed the door and plunged into the soft bed.

On the balcony, Marca could see the witch's side face - somewhat similar to Charlotte, but it seemed to be older than Charlotte.

"Hmm? Remember Charlotte's mother died long ago?" Marca thought secretly in the bottom of her heart. "Or is it just because the waiters are basically similar in appearance?"

Wu glanced a few times and saw that the other party didn't get up yet. He just lay on the bed and pretended to be dead. Therefore, Maka boldly returned to the bedroom and wanted to pass by the bed without saying a word to find the location and existence of Haier Bo.

But I don't know if it's a little out of phase with Miss Witt in bed. Just a few steps into the bedroom, Maka suddenly turned over and sat up.

Fortunately, Maka also has the effect of Xianyin medicine, but she won't be surprised to find out.

Only this time, the witch who looked like Charlotte obviously went to the balcony. Maka was a little stunned and didn't want to scare the snake, so she simply returned to the balcony behind her.

Before long, Maka sat on the railing on one side of the balcony and watched each other attentively take care of the surrounding flowers and plants. Seeing this scene, Maka can't help recalling another figure who also likes plants.

Willie has been in brova Fort this semester. It's basically impossible to go anywhere.

"It's almost time for this holiday. Unfortunately, it's hard to say whether there will be a chance to go at that time!"

Seeing halbo's present life push the British magic world into chaos a little bit, when it comes to the holiday, Maka may still have to stay to deal with various matters.

Not to mention other places, at least Hogwarts must be guarded.

Shaking his head slightly, he pulled his thoughts back to his eyes. Probably seeing that the other party was still picking up a potted plant, he no longer waited, but walked around directly on the railing.

But when Maka returned to the bedroom and was ready to go to the door again, a whisper on the balcony caught his feet.

"Endy... You say, who is old Barney obsessed with? Grandpa doesn't dare to act rashly at all. This time, our Witt family is afraid..."

It seems that she also named the plants she planted.

"... alas, Lottie (Charlotte's nickname) is really lucky to have such a powerful man to stand out for her. Unfortunately, I'm not lucky... Well, should I just run away..."

"Forget it, I heard that the underground black market has been destroyed and can't get out... It's too late to escape now..."

After hearing this, Maka could not help pausing for a moment, wondering if she wanted to show up and help her. After all, the feeling of listening to her talking to herself seems to be very familiar with Charlotte.

Well, it's still necessary.

If he wants to know the entrance to the subterranean chamber of the Witt family, he must find someone to understand. Originally, he wanted to catch someone to take God's thoughts, but now that he has the opportunity to ask directly, why not?

"Dudu."

After thinking about it, Maka reached out and knocked twice on the next table. When she heard something in the bedroom behind her, the witch thought it was someone knocking at the door, so she quickly gently opened some branches and leaves and came in.

"Ah!"

"Shh -"

Maka immediately put her index finger in front of her mouth and motioned the other party not to shout out in surprise.

"Hello, I'm Marca McLean... Oh, maybe you've known me for a long time..." he nodded, lowered his voice and said, "excuse me, are you Charlotte's... Um, sister?"

"Oh, no... how, how!"

The witch waved her hand again and again, as if she was quite surprised by Maka's statement.

"I'm just an ordinary person selected from the peripheral members of the family. I happen to have a Witt's surname... If the family hadn't mentioned the young lady's engagement again, I wouldn't have been brought here to wait."

She said it very vaguely, but Maka was not a fool. When she said this, she basically understood the key.

"Is that so?" Marca nodded. "Just now I heard you call Charlotte by your nickname. I thought... No, I won't mention it first. I just want to ask, do you want to leave the family?"

"What?"

When the other party heard the speech, he didn't know whether he really didn't hear it clearly or was stunned. After Maka repeated it, she quickly nodded her head.

"Of course... I had some expectations after I heard that I was selected. But who knows, there are so many terrible things..."

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to continue to complain, Maka quickly waved her hand and stopped her from talking.

"By the way, I want to ask you, do you know where the secret room entrance of the Witt family is?"

In fact, after hearing this, he didn't expect the other party to know this family secret, but it's always right to ask.