"This girl is trouble, you shouldn't have agreed to let her join us!" Sirius whispered to Elwyn.
At this time, they had just finished searching the room and were walking down the stairs.
"I know, but she is also an Auror from the French Ministry of Magic. If you don't let her follow us, what are you going to do? Tie her up here? Or knock her out and throw her on that bed? You don't really have that kind of hobby, do you? " Elwyn asked in return, looking at Sirius. "After we catch that owl monster, we still need her to deal with the troublesome aftermath."
"Alright, but if she drags us down, I suggest that it's best …"
"Gentlemen, whispering is not something a gentleman should do. Since we are now in a cooperative relationship, all the more we should …" Elena paused, trying hard to find the right words. "That's right, we should be honest with each other, without holding anything back. Are you two from England? What's your name? "
"Yes, we are from England. My name is Elwyn Mason." Elwyn said. "This is Sirius Blake."
"Oh my god, Sirius Blake. I've heard of your name and those stories." Elena said in shock, looking at Sirius in disbelief. "You really stayed in Azkaban for thirteen years because of a groundless crime?!"
The atmosphere was a little gloomy. This was a topic Sirius did not want to talk about. He did not answer, but Elena continued.
"I'm an admirer of yours. I bought all the articles about you on the market. The things you did for your friend Jaime Potter and his son Harry, tracking that Death Eater, and going to Azkaban to atone for your crimes." As Elena spoke, she looked at Sirius. "How should I put it? I think these actions are very noble and courageous. Normal people wouldn't be able to do it. You …"
"I'm not as noble as you make me out to be. It was my stupidity that led to the deaths of Jaime and Lily. I deserved everything that happened afterward." Sirius said, "Now please shut up and keep quiet. You're affecting me!"
"Is he always this scary?" Elena whispered to Elwyn, pulling away from Sirius.
"He's not usually like this. Maybe it's because he's not good with girls." Elwyn said, changing the topic. "Miss Lorraine, have you discovered anything regarding this case? Why are you here alone? "
"Don't mention it. The Ministry didn't pay any attention to this matter at all. They focused all their energy on Paris, not a small city like Dijon. I was the only one who insisted on coming here to investigate." Elena said, "This case is very complicated. I think this is a chance to prove myself. There's no chance like this in Paris. Before you came, I've already searched this house and found something extraordinary. "
"What is it?"
"Well, how should I put it? The last owner of this house, Mary, seemed to have a unique hobby. I found hundreds of cat heads in the storage room downstairs. They were all skinned and thrown there …"
Hundreds of bloody owl corpses piled up in a small room. It was truly a scene from hell.
This further confirmed Elwyn's guess. The black magic he saw on the wall had this process.
The owner of this house, Mary, might have been the owl monster. She killed herself and offered her life to the devil, becoming a horrible monster, and the owls were her chosen medium.
Perhaps, she used magic to transplant the feathers she peeled from their bodies into her own body in the dark …
If that was the case, the next step would be the owl's soul. There were many such things in the Owl Fortress outside the city.
Now the question was, where was the monster?!
And the woman who appeared in the mirror, Ariana, what was her real purpose?!
In the dark, the three of them returned to the first floor and came to the passage filled with the heads of the house-elves.
"The woman who appeared in the mirror told you that someone hid something in these heads?" Elena said. She had just learned about this from Elwyn. "I didn't think of that. This looks really disgusting."
"It's really disgusting!" Elwyn nodded and looked at the shriveled heads of the house-elves and the big, ugly noses on them.
He had to admit that it was a brilliant idea to hide something here.
Maybe he should go back to the Hogwarts' kitchen and take a good look at those heads …
"When the house-elves die, the habit of hanging their heads on the wall is said to have originated from the ancient Blake family. Later, it was adopted by other pure-blooded Wizard families. It became popular throughout the European magic world and has continued to this day." Sirius said in a sarcastic tone. "It seems that one of my ancestors really made a great contribution to the development and progress of the magic world. One, two, three … The eighth from the left, it should be this guy."
This was a brown-skinned house-elf. It seemed to have been sick when it was alive and had undergone some kind of mutation. Its entire face was deformed and many parts had even begun to rot. It was staring at the front with its big, bulb-like eyes.
He looked like a leper, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Let me do this kind of dirty work!" Sirius said. He went forward and pried open its mouth and looked inside.
Elena looked at Sirius with a half-surprised and half-admiring expression. She watched as he put his hand into the house-elf's mouth and took out a small bottle filled with dark red blood from the sticky liquid that looked like oil. He handed it to Elwyn.
Elwyn opened the bottle and sniffed it. It was a very strong smell of blood.
He was not a vampire. He could not tell if it was the blood of a unicorn, a white lion, or a phoenix, or something else.
But this was not important. Since this thing was in his hands, there were no more valuable clues in this house.
Elwyn, Sirius, and Elena discussed for a while. The three of them directly Phantom appeared at the Owl Fortress outside the city.
As soon as they appeared, Elwyn saw a huge, gloomy black silhouette appear above the river valley in the distance.
It was a huge castle, built entirely with dark brown stones. It looked like a giant beast looking down from above.
Unlike the Hogwarts, this castle was built on a mountain. It made full use of the terrain to carve an indestructible military fortress.
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