After briefly browsing through the library, Allen regretfully found out that he had all the books here.
Seeing this, Sirius said, "I promise, you will definitely gain something."
"Okay." Allen smiled warmly.
Sirius brought Allen through the dark staircase and returned to the first floor.
He looked at Allen and warned, "Next, it might be a little noisy."
Allen looked at him in confusion, only to see Sirius suddenly kick away the umbrella stand and pull open the curtain.
"Wastrel, brainless idiot, tarnishing my house-" The portrait of Blake's wife screamed.
As the curtain was completely pulled open, she saw Allen standing in front of her, "Pure-blooded? Hmm, you look familiar. "
Allen was shocked, could it be that she could see his soul?
"Who is it, ah, Family Harris's son of a bitch!" She suddenly laughed hysterically, "Harris, bastard, mixed blood, filthy goods!"
Allen was confused, although he did not pursue pure-blooded, his family were all pure-blooded wizards!
"Do you think the descendants of Germany and England are pure-blooded just because they are all wizards? Only our Blake family is a real pure-blooded family. We were born noble! "
She cursed again.
Allen suddenly understood, no wonder as a pure-blooded family, the Harris family's power was far inferior to the other families.
The root cause was here, their ancestors were actually of German blood.
Blake fumbled around the back of the portrait, but Allen could not see his movements.
Suddenly, he jumped back, Mrs. Blake's wife actually crawled out of the portrait, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws.
Caught off guard, Allen was almost caught by her.
"Oh, sorry!" Blake said embarrassedly.
"It's okay." Allen took two steps back with fear lingering in his heart.
A crazy middle-aged woman, too scary!
Mrs. Blake's portrait suddenly turned in a circle.
Her figure completely disappeared, only leaving behind words like "wastrel, traitor..." echoing in the room.
Allen then understood, the Blake family's secret room was on the first floor, in the most conspicuous position.
"Only the most vile and unkind people can stay in this portrait. Very few people can persevere for as long as my mother, and even enjoy it. "Blake said helplessly.
"Wonderful, this idea is wonderful." Allen sincerely praised.
No matter who it was, it was difficult to resist the curses and screams of Mrs. Blake's wife.
He was afraid that it would be too slow to cover it up quickly, let alone take a closer look at what was behind the portrait.
The entrance behind the portrait could only allow one person to pass through.
Blake was the first to enter, followed by Allen.
Although the entrance was narrow, the passageway widened after a few steps.
The terrain here was sloping, and the lower they went, the more spacious it was.
But at this time, Blake and Allen still had to bend forward, and they could barely walk side by side.
After another hundred and fifty paces, they were suddenly stopped by a shout: "Password?"
At the same time, they saw a magic wand shining in the dark, it was the reflection of Allen's magic wand.
A mirror appeared in front of them, but there was only Blake's figure, there was no Allen.
"The oldest and noblest Blake family, forever pure." Sirius said indifferently.
The mirror suddenly sparkled and turned into a screen of light.
"Let's go in." Sirius said to Allen.
Seeing Allen's inquisitive look, Sirius explained, "Only the real, pure-blooded Blake can open this mirror door. The password is not that important, but they like to hear it. "
The moment they stepped in, the torches on the wall automatically burned.
Everything was clear and distinguishable.
In front of them, there were three arches in a row, with the main door in the middle.
On one side of these arches was the corridor where Sirius and Allen were, and on the other side was a square hall.
The hall was surrounded by grooves, and the grooves led to the three boulders in the center.
Blake took out a dagger from nowhere and cut his arm, blood flowed out and dripped into the grooves.
As if summoned by Blake's blood, in the grooves, a sea of blood suddenly appeared and rushed to the three boulders.
Allen suddenly realized that if it were not for Blake, even if the outsiders broke through the portrait and passed through the mirror door, they would not have been able to get the treasure of the Blake family.
Because they could not summon so much blood.
If not, even if a person drained all the blood in his body, it would not be enough to meet the needs of the three boulders.
The three boulders seemed to be quickly full of blood, emitting a dark red, strange light.
With a roar, the three arches opened up to Allen.
"There are three rooms in this secret room, one is the library, one is the gold storage room, and the last one is for storing treasured antiques. Now, they are all yours. "
Blake looked at Allen with a serious expression. An unbreakable oath was not a joke. Since he had made a promise, he had to fulfill it.
Allen also solemnly nodded his head and thanked him.
They first went to the library, where there were many books. The four walls were filled with bookshelves, from the floor to the ceiling.
Allen was excited and wanted to take out a book to read, but was stopped by Blake.
"Allen, you have to be careful. Most of the books here are not for a magus of your age to dabble in. You have to know that many of the books have black magic on their covers. "
Allen nodded. Of course, he knew that the book "Secrets of the Soul" almost made him suffer a big loss.
Allen took out a pair of protective gloves from the storage space of the System and put them on in front of Blake's shocked eyes.
Allen just wanted to move, but Blake said again, "Allen, I have a presumptuous request."
Allen stopped again and looked at Blake.
"Please use the knowledge in these books well and don't become a magus like the mysterious man. And - "Blake looked deeply into Allen's eyes, as if to see through the soul of the young man in front of him," Don't teach this knowledge to Harry. Don't be addicted to it. "
In an instant, Allen had a feeling that he was a bad child, and other parents told him not to lead his good child astray.
This made Allen, who had always been other people's child, have a strange feeling.
Allen nodded and agreed very sincerely. He was now drifting away from Harry, so naturally he would not take the initiative to teach Harry magic, let alone black magic.
However, he was not in the mood to flip through these books.
"Can I take the bookshelves with me?" Allen asked.
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