As mentioned earlier, Herpo accepts apprenticeships who never look at each other’s identity.

Not to mention the age in which he lived, at least in today’s modern magic circle, the background of other people’s family in Herpo seems to be as irrelevant as the clouds in the sky.

Therefore, among the apprentices he received, there are ordinary family wizards like Martin, and there are also pygmy wizards who live in beach houses and grumpy.

Therefore, as it should be by rights – in those people, there are so many innate talents, the pure blood wizard once met with Herpo, naturally it is not a strange thing.

However, compared to those who used to come from the ordinary Wizard, people from the pure-blood family still have a rather strange pride. They may also succumb to the powerhouse under the coercion, but the heart may not be able to completely let go of the dignity derived from pure bloodline.

Today, there are two pure blood wizards among Herpo’s apprentices who are slightly restless. Instead of completely complying with Herpo’s instructions, they tried to confuse the past while neglecting the task.

There is no doubt that these two people actually do not want to do things for Herpo. When they met Herpo, they only chose to follow the power of the other party and hope to gain benefits from their hands.

However, who is Herpo?

Although he does not care much about the loyalty of these apprentices, even the Young Master is in contact with them, but it is impossible to let these people fish in troubled waters under their own hands.

To this day, the two pure-blooded wizard apprentices who have always been perfunctory with Herpo’s mission have finally understood their stupidity.

It’s a pity that they have no time to regret it.

“… At this juncture, is the dead?”

In Kingsley’s office, Sirius frowned and flipped Lupin’s information back and forth.

“The ‘Britain magic circle’ of the pure-blood family, I remember this is the last day? It’s not dead, it’s dead at this time… Is it Herpo’s hand?”

At the desk, Lupin shook his head casually.

“Who knows?” He slammed his head at Sirius and gestured. “This is not to let you check it! To be honest, the death of these two people can be big or small – the McNeil family. Fortunately, there aren’t a few left in their homes, basically they can’t get up. But the other’s family is…”

They both have no good feelings for pure blood, and they are dead at the moment. It is not bad to take pleasure in other people’s misfortune. But these two people are dead, and will not cause any unfavourable riots against Marx and Ministry of Magic afterwards, then it is not allowed!

For the pure-blood family, Sirius is clearly clearer than Lupin. Hearing the other side pointed out the key, he also ordered nodded.

“The Rohr family?” Sirius thought, “just look at where they would guess—it’s treating this as a warning from Herpo, or thinking that it’s just ruining the Flint family. Marx is under the black hand.”

“Of course, no matter what they think, I am afraid there will be no slight benefit to us.” Lupin waved his hand. “In short, let’s go and find out more! No one knows what the two families will do now.”

Sirius immediately took a dagger and turned and wanted to go outside, but did not take two steps but stopped.

“Does Marx need me to say it directly? Or do you want to inform him by secret letter?”

“He will wait for him first!” Lupin said. “Now I don’t know anything. It’s just that the death of the two people and he didn’t make much sense. I still waited for you to find out the specific reaction of the two families. I will write another essay to ask his advice.”

“Row!”

After all, Sirius stopped making more stops, and when he turned back, he left in a hurry.

……

Lupin’s judgment, there is no problem – at this moment, two people’s lives, it must be somewhat unfavorable to Marx.

Since the Flint family has not even completely settled, even Mrs. Flint is still in Wizengamot for a few days of trial, which suddenly reveals that the pure-blood family has two deaths, and it is really easy to make people think.

However, let’s not say that Marx doesn’t know about this yet, even if he knows it now, he won’t be so worried.

There are too many things that he needs to worry about in the near future. The pure-blood family is a pause, at least until the stone in the sky falls, he will not distract him.

Today, Marx has plunged into the caves deep in the Forbidden Forest, staring at the huge stone monuments immersed in the understanding of the rules of the soul.

Although the “arrogance” branch represented by this soul rune is not very compatible with him, it does not mean that he can’t master it.

After such a long period of contact, from the initial analysis to the initial mastery, and now to the present. Marx feels that he has gradually touched the “spleen” of this Level 2 rune.

Yes, he suddenly felt that the Level 2 rules might think of them as a living thing—they not only have unique and complete “thoughts”, but even a certain willpower.

For this reason, Voldemort was almost controlled several times in a few times and was ruled as a walking dead with powerful power.

However, this “willpower” and human beings are definitely different.

“So that is to say… the ‘realization’ I have been doing, in essence, is to get close to their specific ‘thoughts’ to get their approval?”

Marx pondered, and once again felt the rune in the enchanted monument, the fluctuation of the spirit caused the shock of magic power, spread around in a circle around him.

Until now, he realized how great the value of the rune list that was given to him by the “future self” that appeared in front of him.

With its “interpretation” of the volume of truth, Marx can master the soul rune called “arrogance” at a speed that is almost no less than that of a high fit.

And it is only now that he realizes how well Voldemort fits into this branch of the soul rule.

“Is this the soul flame that Voldemort and Herpo have used?”

Marx suddenly raised his hand and looked at the black flame that was lingering between his fingers. He could not help but shake his head.

“Sure enough… I am still not suitable for this stuff.”

When he thought of this, he immediately separated from the state of forcing to fit the “arrogance”, and the black flame swirling in his palm disappeared.

Obviously, if he has to use it, it is not impossible, but as he said before, it is not suitable.

Of course, the soul flames used by Voldemort and Herpo seem to be the same, but they are quite different in nature, and the effect on the soul is quite different.

Marx is the kind that Voldemort used in the past.

“……Pity.”

Marx couldn’t help but sighed at random.

In fact, his mastery of this soul rune has already surpassed Voldemort that year. The reason why he obviously evokes the flame of the soul more slowly than the latter, naturally because he is completely realized by himself, while the latter is always on the verge of being assimilated by rules.

But what makes him feel sorry is that he has already mastered this level, but he still can’t use it to compete with Herpo.

This is one thing he just realized after he really understood “arrogance.”

“The mirror of engulfing…” Marx suddenly turned back, and moved toward the ancient mirror that was heavily sealed in the distance. “It looks like it should be ‘gluttony’?”

The true meaning of “arrogance” is the empty-headedness, the excessive self-indulgence, and the dignity without foundation. So, what is the true meaning of “gluttony”?

“Maybe…Herpo actually has a good liking that no one can compare?”

Joking like a self-talk, Marx shrugged, then turned to go in the direction of the entrance to the cave.

Today is a pretty good harvest – although the benefits of his confrontation with Herpo are not large, but can not be said to be useless.

Even if he can’t take advantage of the “arrogance” that is not suitable for him, at the very least, he will never have to worry about the soul rules of the other party.

It can be said that the two seem to have once again formed a relatively balanced situation.

“Oh! McLorne, you are finally out!”

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Marx saw the thin silhouette of the elf elder old Lak. And then he saw each other and immediately ran to his side.

“what happened?”

“It’s the ‘female leader’ in the castle! She just came over to look for you – I asked her to go back and wait, I don’t know if she didn’t understand me.”

“Female head?”

Marx hearing this is also a slight glimpse, waiting for the word to turn around in his head, he understands who exactly what Lac said.

“Professor McGonagall? Well, that should be something related to the event… Is the approval of the federation passed?”

With this in mind, he even pointed out nodded at the old Lac.

“I know, you are busy with your own! I will go back and ask… Yes, what I said, you have to pay attention to clansman, and there is no time for you to move things!”

After that, Marx went to the elf’s station outside the old Lark’s eyes, and disappeared into the surrounding forest in a few moments.

“Isn’t it just a big rock falling from the sky?” Old Lack muttered. “Forget it, anyway, it is a temporary move, it should be returned soon…”

As he scratched the creak, he went to the place where clansman gathered.

“Are you finished? Are you here? Then listen to me—”

It must be admitted that in terms of the ability to avoid murder, it seems that the Centaur who moved out of the area earlier is stronger.


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