Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"Mrs. Maxim, you are really a rarity, welcome, welcome, come in!" The carriage just stopped, bar owner Bal, a 60-year-old wrinkled old man greeted him, he said with a smile "How come you have time to come to Dijon?"

"We are just passing by, leaving tomorrow morning!" said Mrs. Maxim, walking down the carriage. "Please give us dinner and open four rooms."

"There are many rooms. In this case, not many people dare to come to Dijon." Old Barr said, sighed.

“What happened?” asked Mrs. Maxim, stopping at the door of the bar. “How do you look sad, I remember that when you came last time, your tavern business was very prosperous.”

"Don't mention it, the recent situation is terrible. It's all terrible owls, people are heart-wrenching, don't talk about the foreign passengers, the local wizards are not going out!" Barr said, helplessly waved .

"Owl, what is that?!" Aiwen asked, looking at the bar owner with amazement.

"To tell the truth, I don't know what monster it is. I haven't seen it. But according to eyewitnesses, it's a thing that looks like a human woman. The body is covered with feathers, the ears are pointed, and the hands are long. Black claw-shaped claws. The color of the feathers is silver-gray, and the eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes. It looks like a terrible owl turned into a man..."

Listening to the other's description, Avon appeared in the mind of a monster.

"This guy is said to have ran out of the Owl Fortress. The castle is very famous. Every year, it attracts many wizards to visit Dijon. At first, everyone thought it was a joke or a gimmick for publicity. Above," Bar continued. "It’s been until then that the matter happened and all the people found it serious."

"There was a witch who died, poor Mary, who was the last member of Dijon's oldest pure-blooded wizarding family. The family was considered to be the only remaining descendant of the Duke of Burgundy, and even the Owl Fortress was the property of their family. She was found dead in her family's mansion until it was discovered a few weeks later.” Barr sighed heavily and continued, “The Aurors who went to the scene saw a picture like hell, on Mary. The skin was smashed down by humans, leaving only the flesh and blood of the dead body, as if a pile of rotten meat piled there. The window of her room was open, the ground was full of owl feathers, witnesses vowed Said that the Owl killed her..."

A moment of silence, Ai Wen did not expect to hear such a bizarre and sensational murder just after getting off the carriage.

"To tell the truth, Old Mary's popularity is not very good. If she changes her normal death method, this may be a good post-meal talk. By the way, I will discuss the huge family wealth she left behind. Allocation," Barr said. "Oh, but now, especially in the case of the owls that more and more people see later, Dijon is completely ruined, useless magic and those wastes. I simply can’t hope that they are hiding in Paris far away, no matter what we live or die.”

"I will write to the Ministry to reflect this situation!" said Mrs. Maxim, "I am sorry, Barr, can't help you."

"Look at what you said, you and your friends can come, I am already very happy!" Bart bowed and looked up curiously at Evan, Sirius and Hagrid behind Mrs. Maxim. It takes another twenty minutes for dinner to be ready. Before that, what do you and your companions want to drink, beer or brandy?"

"Three glasses of brandy, there is a glass of juice, the child can't drink!" said Mrs. Maxim, paused. "If it's convenient, give me some mal malt whisky and put it in their forage." it is good."

"Give it to me, Orim, I will take care of them." Hagrid said, pulling the horse to the backyard of the bar.

Evan, Sirius and Mrs. Maxim walked into the tavern with the boss, passing through the narrow, black passage, showing the picture in front of them similar to the ruined bar, and even the decoration style was general. similar.

The living room is gloomy, the space is very small, and the ground seems to have accumulated dust for centuries.

Ai Wen did not understand why the pubs and hotels operated by the wizards seemed to stay in the old medieval style. If they could choose, he would prefer to live in a hotel or hotel opened by Muggles, but the other three would definitely not go.

As the bar owner said, there is no one inside of them except them.

At the thought of the terrible murder, the atmosphere will inevitably be a little dull, and everyone will take the initiative to avoid this.

Under the recommendation of Mrs. Maxim, Ivan tried the French specialties of the three Dijon regions, including red wine boiled eggs, miscellaneous fish soup and beef stew. It tasted good.

After he finished eating, he left the table and returned to the room. Sirius, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim still wanted to drink a few cups.

Ai Wen is ready to take a moment to look at the information about the giants that Hermione helped him collect, as well as information about the Kabuludis Whirlpool.

He didn't know much about this in the past, and he must take the time to master it.

The pub's room is on the third floor and is not very large. There is a bed that looks comfortable, a few bright oak furniture and a small desk, and the fire in the fireplace is sizzling.

Ai Wen nodded, compared to the following, it was clearly carefully cleaned up, it seems to be much cleaner!

He went to the window and looked outside. The outside was the backyard of the bar. Their huge carriage was parked in the middle of the yard.

Evan pulled the curtains up and took out a wand and applied a few protective spells. Then he lie down and watch what Hermione had collected for himself.

As we all know, the giant is a kind of humanoid magic creature with powerful power. It usually has a huge body shape and unparalleled brute force. It can reach 30 to 50 feet in height, has strong magic resistance, and can use weapons.

Because of this, the giants have been considered a horrific war tool since ancient times.

A giant can fight more than ten well-trained wizards, who are cruel and extremely disgusted with demons.

In ancient times, they were killing machines on the battlefield, and in modern history, there have been several horrific giants killing Muggles.