Chapter 2826 The Fleeing Wolf (9)

Mina and I have been on the edge of the cliff recently, I am writing, and she is picking marigolds on the edge of the cliff. We will not go back during lunch or tea time, until the sunset hangs low in the sky and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the cliff.

The cliffs and the ancient monastery seemed like everything was bathed in a magnificent light. We then walked back up the steps to have dinner.

This kind of calendula is an ordinary wildflower on the roadside, far inferior to the roses and lilies grown in noble gardens, but the Huck family uses it to decorate every corner of the hotel. Mina has a good appetite, and she never seems to

Worry about your waistline.

I hope something will turn things around for us, and I will go to the captain's house again if necessary.

The soil samples we collected were tested, and none of the boxes contained human remains. Van Helsing was not surprised by this result, and he turned his attention to local stray dogs.

Because of my warning, the villagers stopped letting children play out and consciously hunted them. After autopsy, Van Helsing found that many dogs had ground wasps in their stomachs.

Bees always give people the impression of being busy and lively, but they also get old. It is easy to distinguish between young bees and old bees. Young bees are brightly colored, while old bees are dull and listless.

These old bees will be rejected by the younger bees due to their inability to work, and will eventually be expelled from the family. They cannot return to the hive, so they become food for animals such as lizards.

Ground wasps are solitary and lay eggs in soft soil, and store the materials needed for the eggs to hatch in the holes. These dogs seem to have found the holes of ground bees, dug up the soil and ate the honey and larvae together.

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Ground bees only collect special flowers, such as roses. I don't think this is a great clue, although I saw an amazing scene on the first day I came here.

The coast guard sent the results of the investigation on Lucy. As we expected, she was not a real aristocrat. She had not returned to her rented apartment for a long time. It seemed that she had not returned since her trip to Brittany.

After returning, no one knows where she is now. The other people who went on the expedition with her seemed to have their memories wiped out and could not remember anything.

The castles of nobles are always very attractive to the nouveau riche. They seem to still be stuck in the period when castles equal power. A Dutch couple purchased a castle outside the Wolf District. They purchased a lot of things and needed to be transported by ship. In addition,

They also opened a garden and invited nearby "celebrities" to listen to concerts in the garden.

I thought this was a good opportunity to relax, so I agreed. Van Helsing was still more interested in those dogs and ground bees.

I can't think of anything to write, so that's it for today. I hope we can spend a pleasant evening in the garden.

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Mongleton and Professor Richard Carter have a competitive relationship. Although it is difficult to put the red-cloaked, broomstick-riding "Quidditch Captain" and the "artist" next to each other, they both need to combine something.

"Difficult to handle" items are handed over to Bojin Bock.

This kind of contradiction has been accumulating for a long time, and then Carter didn't know what he was thinking, and planned to acquire Bojinbok, so that he would no longer need to compete with Mongletons.

If he could afford to make enough money to buy Bojin Bock, why would he do it?

Pomona really couldn't understand what he was thinking, but they didn't have much time to dwell on Carter's problem. After the concert, Severus took her to Gringotts.

"I have something that needs to be put into the vault," he said to the goblin on the counter.

The goblin put down the gold galleons in his hand and looked at the two of them with narrowed eyes.

"Is there an appraiser?" Severus asked.

"Professor Snape, and this lady, right?" the goblin said, "If you do the appraisal alone, we will issue a certificate, but you will have to pay an additional fee."

"I don't need a certificate, just put it in the vault after identification." Severus said.

"Okay, please come with me." The goblin said, jumping down from the chair.

"You also have a vault?" Pomona smiled. "Do you mind if I take a look?"

"I'm afraid of scaring you." He said with a fake smile.

Scared by the poverty inside?

She really wanted to say that, but she wisely didn't say it out loud.

The goblin took them to a circular room with only one table and one goblin "working".

"Professor Snape needs to store an item, which needs to be identified before storage." said the goblin who received them.

"What is it?" the elf in charge of the appraisal said as he stuffed the crossword puzzle into his desk.

"This." Severus said, taking out a silver box.

It was so beautifully made that Pomona and the Goblin thought it was the box he was going to store.

But he opened the box and found a piece of ancient parchment floating on a black velvet cushion.

The goblin responsible for the appraisal looked at it carefully.

"This is a message written by Salazar Slytherin to future generations." The appraising goblin looked at Snape and said, "If it is true, I suggest you buy an insurance policy."

"Can you identify it?" Severus asked.

The two goblins got together and talked for a while, and then the goblin who received them left.

"Can I see it?" Pomona said curiously.

Severus placed it in front of Pomona.

'I'm tired of fighting, and I don't want to see those imbeciles pushing and shoving in the corridors, pretending to be witches or wizards. At this moment, I realize that I must leave this place, and then I will let that creature

Slumbering until one who shares my vision awakens it, the chosen heir will undo the sins others have inadvertently committed, those who are unqualified will only tarnish my legacy, and my heirs will shoulder the responsibility

The mission of purifying Hogwarts.'

Pomona couldn't help but take a breath. At this time, the director of Gringotts came. Under their joint witness, the goblin used a spell on the piece of parchment.

A white light flashed.

"Merlin's beard." The goblin supervisor exclaimed with a smile, "It's true."

Severus smiled and said nothing.

"We will upgrade the level of the vault for you for free, Professor Snape, would you like the lowest level?" the goblin supervisor said.

"I have a few small questions," Severus said.

"Please come with me." The goblin supervisor said, leading them to the VIP reception room.

Pomona was no stranger to this place, but seeing Severus sitting here, it felt very out of place.

"What do you want to drink? Tea or wine?" asked the goblin supervisor.

"Have you ever heard of the name 'Paul'?" Severus said to the goblin.

Pomona quickly swallowed the words "black tea with brandy."

"Paul, which Paul?" the goblin supervisor asked confused.

"A human goldsmith who worked with you in the 18th century." Severus paused. "I guess he spoke with a French accent."

The goblin supervisor recalled.

"I seem to remember such a person." The goblin supervisor tugged at his beard and murmured, "Please wait a moment, it's been a bit long."

"Think slowly." Severus said slowly. "I want accurate information."

"Anyone for tea?" Pomona asked.

"Go ahead." Severus said with a smile, as if he was indulging her.

Pomona has a strong sense of being out of place.

Fortunately, the goblin always had these things on hand, and Pomona quickly poured three cups of black tea using a silver tea set.

She placed them in front of Severus and the goblin with a levitating spell, and then took a sip herself.

"Oh, I remembered!" the goblin shouted, "there is such a person."

No one spoke.

"But his name is not Paul, he calls himself Blackstone." said the goblin.

"What does he look like?" Severus asked.

"I can give you memories, if you can give them to me..."

"No." Severus said before the goblin could finish, "I won't trade that piece of paper with you."

The goblin supervisor continued to smile, "Then I'm afraid I can't give you the memory."

"How about something else?" Pomona said listlessly.

"This human is involved in the goblin rebellion. I'm not that stupid." The goblin supervisor said, taking a sip of tea.

Then a weird smile appeared on his face.

"What happened to him?" Pomona asked.

Severus took his wand out of his sleeve, walked up to the goblin, and pointed it at the goblin's head.

After a while, he took out a piece of silver substance and put it in the test tube.

"Did you use the Imperius Curse on him?" Pomona asked.

"That's the Unforgivable Curse. How could I use it?" He said carelessly, "Let's go."

"Paper!" Pomona said, pointing to the Slytherin's 'note' on the table.

"Stay here, they will take care of it." Severus looked at the goblin supervisor, "right?"

"Yes, sir, welcome to visit next time." The goblin supervisor said with a smile.

Then Snape left without looking back.
Chapter completed!