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John felt that Palu might miss Aurelion.

He looked at the flame demon in an apron who was distracted with a feather duster in his hand.

Speaking of which, Aurelion was raised by Palu.

Palu worked day and night, and nothing seemed to distract him.

But since Aurelion broke out of his shell, this vicious fire demon has turned into an old woman.

Not only was he responsible for Aurelion's food, he also read early childhood education literature.

Although John felt that it was very inconsistent for a demon to read this thing.

But it is undeniable that Palu did a lot of things that John did not do.

Parlu is better at taking care of people than the Witch King.

At Silverhand Manor in London.

John checked the dementors inside. The elves gave the dementors a good meal last time, and now they are all in good spirits.

Using a crucible to stir the silvery-white fluorescent liquid, John spoke a mysterious ancient language.

Stir three times clockwise and three times counterclockwise.

While waiting for the ripples to stop, a pot of magic potion was finished.

John picked up the potion with a delicate silver spoon and buried the seals in batches in the garden soil.

After waiting like this for three days, the magic potion in the soil can be dug out.

The twisted vines target outsiders who come to the garden, and the green channels formed by the plants lead to the depths of the garden.

Open the dug potion and drink it in one gulp.

John savored it.

"The Lionheart Emperor's sword transcended taboos."

John touched his wound, and the painful feeling was still there.

The Lionheart Emperor truly deserves to be John at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

He is the only one who can break the restrictions of the rules with his sword skills alone.

The sting from the wound lessened a bit as he drank the potion.

John dug out the rest of the potion and put it in his pocket for later use.

The owl flies into Silverhand Manor.

Before entering, he was intercepted by Basil.

John took the letter from the Auror Headquarters from Basil's mouth.

He narrowed his eyes, "About the lost wizard."

That matter was left to the Aurors, not John.

But the Aurors were in trouble.

The actions of the Forsaken Wizards are mysterious, and they have an Obscurus-like presence.

"Underage wizards are also involved?" John frowned.

If an adult wizard became a lost wizard, it could be said to be due to other reasons, but now that underage wizards are involved, it is not just a mistake.

The seriousness of the case escalated.

"Let the Metropolitan Police assist in the investigation, Olivia's family."

After a period of recovery, the data was restored.

Harry discovered Olivia, a minor child. He was shocked and asked the Muggle police station to help him with his affairs.

Investigating Muggle families requires their assistance.

Mycroft asked an agent to follow Harry on the case, and Delphi also joined him.

Ron and Delphi came to Olivia's original family.

That's a middle class person.

It's just that the family has already set up a cordon.

Ron held a police officer's ID card given by Mycroft in his hand and entered.

As soon as we entered, a pungent smell wafted out from inside.

Ron covered his nose. The smell was like hundreds of dead chickens piled together.

He finally saw Olivia's family.

They were at the dinner table, holding hands, seemingly praying before the meal.

The food on the table was moldy and smelly, and everyone looked pale and had their eyes closed.

Ron could tell at a glance that this was death from the Death Curse.

Olivia's parents plus her sister and brother are here as a family of four.

Her sister is a high school student and her brother is on the basketball team.

Delphi is of mixed race, and she also covered her mouth when she saw this scene.

Ron waved his hand and motioned for Delphi to follow.

The police discovered that there was a basement.

Ron and Delphi walked inside.

There were signs of life inside, a small bed and a chain.

"The basement door shows signs of being blocked from the outside."

The police officer said: "Their little daughter was once imprisoned here."

"According to neighbors, the father was a devout believer and they believed his daughter was possessed by the devil."

As a wizard, Delphi was sad to hear this.

Ignorance makes people make too many mistakes.

She was glad that her parents were not like that.

Ron picked up a painting drawn by Olivia, which made the police officer hesitate to speak.

Ron stared at the drawing above. It was a child's handwriting.

Very immature.

A man with a burned face appeared above, standing in the basement doorway.

Ron said tactfully: "It seems that the person we are looking for has appeared."

Delphi looked at the painting and said without knowing why: "Is this painted by Olivia?"

"Don't underestimate children's dreams, they can often see more things."

As an old Auror, Ron seems unreliable on weekdays.

But he is an excellent Auror, he has rich experience and has handled many cases.

Ron brought the painting back to Harry.

When Harry saw the painting, he knew he was looking for someone who had been burned.

"Olivia is a wizard?" Harry asked this question.

Ron nodded and said: "Her parents are devout believers and firmly believe that the child is possessed, so they placed a large amount of fire tree seeds and salt in the basement."

"These things have the ability to blur magic power, and..."

Harry looked up at Ron and felt that he was hesitant to speak.

"Ron, what's wrong with you?"

Ron was silent for a while and said, "You should take a look at their family's situation."

"You want to say that they tortured wizards and they didn't regret death?" As Ron's good friend for many years, how could Harry not know what Ron wanted to say.

He shook his head and said, "If you think so, you are playing into their hands."

"Ron, this is a group of people who don't even know anything. They just complain and take revenge," Harry shook his head and said, "They can't be righteous, they can only be paranoid and crazy."

Having said that, as a pure-blood wizard, Ron couldn't help but feel unfair after seeing Olivia's living environment.

Compared to him, Harry remained calm.

"Harry, have you been in contact with the Muggle government?"

Hermione came over at this time, holding some information sent by the police.

Hermione said, "None of you told me."

"Sorry, Hermione, this is a task directly issued by the Auror Head Office." Ron said, "We don't know why we don't let others know."

Hermione was a little angry, "Not even me?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and they understood that Hermione was a little moody.

As the Minister of Magic, Hermione could only show some temper in front of her friends.

But she wasn't really angry, but complained: "I didn't even have time to attend Ron's recovery celebration at the last meeting."

"Percy is like this. He always likes to show off his power."

Ron, who was doing his best to orchestrate his brother, complained: "You should be lucky that you didn't come last time and didn't see Percy's face."

"Ron, I think Percy is fine." Harry said something fair.

Ron folded his hands and said, "That's because you didn't see his behavior at home."

"Didn't you say that he hasn't been home for several years?"

"Yeah, he doesn't even care about his own children."

Ron was full of complaints, and soon Harry's office became a vent for Ron to complain about Minister Weasley.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. Well, it seemed that Ron had never changed his opinions on Percy.

The two men walked away quietly.

Ron didn't notice it at all, he was still talking about Percy's adjutant after he came home.

But Harry took the painting with him when he left, and he looked at it.

The message in the painting is much more than that.

"Prophet." He stared at the painting.

It is true that many people can see a corner of destiny for a moment or two.

But this picture is so clear.

Among wizards, prophets are rare and precious.

It's hard to beat someone who knows the future.

This is a common understanding among wizards.

If he is really a prophet, then he is in trouble.

"Oscurus, Prophet, what are those wizards going to do?"

Harry's intuition told him that their purpose was not just as simple as entering the Department of Mysteries.

There must be something about the Department of Mysteries that would entice them to take risks.

There is another question, who told them about the Department of Mysteries?

Even most young wizards in the wizarding world feel that the Department of Mysteries is a trick used by adults to deceive children.

How do you know that those lost wizards have never been to a magic school or wizard city?

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