"Everyone has secrets." Xing Ze said calmly, "For example, the Everly family."
He took out the note from the ring and handed it to John, "I asked someone to check the history of the Everly family and confirmed some things. Did you know that the Everly family came from Denmark. They were driven out of the Wessex dynasty.
Returned to Denmark and moved to Greenland.
"Then they returned at the end of the Plantagenet Dynasty and quickly regained a foothold in the magical world. The family history says that they relied on their superb magical attainments, but I guess it was black magic."
John flipped through his notes aimlessly, "No need to give me a history lesson, kid. You suspect that the Avery family is involved in this matter. This requires evidence, not family history. I am more willing to believe that the Oil Gang is
They are the culprits of everything, after all, those hallucinogens came from them.”
"Be patient, J, we are almost approaching the interesting place." Xing Ze continued, "Andrew Avery took refuge in the mysterious man when he was a student. Many people speculated that he was pursuing purer black magic.
But I don’t think so…”
"Where did you get all this stuff?"
"Keep the good habit of going to the library often, J, it is very helpful." Xing Ze explained, "When I was checking their family history, I found that the mysterious man once asked the Avery family to organize an Arctic expedition.
The time was 1975, led by Andrew's father Bowen.
"However, the expedition was unsuccessful. The expedition team was almost wiped out. Bowen Avery also died in the North Pole. No one knows what the survivors of the expedition brought back from the North Pole. If Bowen hadn't died, I'm afraid
This matter will not be written down in the family history."
John began to read the relevant content in the notes carefully. After reading a few pages, he asked in confusion: "I have some questions, why did you spend so much pen and ink recording a Muggle polar expedition in 1845?
The Arctic Journey of Terror and Erebus.”
"It was not a simple expedition. The Terror and the Netherworld disappeared in the North Pole and have not been found by Muggles. But for wizards, it is not difficult to find these two ships. The editors of the Daily Prophet
I once went to the North Pole to report on this matter. The Terror and the Netherworld were hit by a cold current and snowstorm that had never happened in a century..."
"Muggles who overestimate their capabilities." John shook his head. "Sometimes their courage is worthy of praise, but more often than not, they are always stupid enough to think that they can conquer everything."
"Aren't we the same, J? Even more often arrogant and ignorant than them."
John took a sip of wine and said, "Have I ever said that I hate your see-through attitude? Go ahead, kid, if those two ships were destroyed by the snow, you wouldn't record it, right?"
"It seems that you have kept up with me." Xing Ze changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "The wind and snow are not the main reason. The local Eskimos said that the fleet was cursed, a curse from the ice demon."
"Ice Demon?"
"Yes, there is a god spread in the Eskimo belief. He will bring endless wind and snow wherever he goes. It is said that he protects the treasures in the End of the North. Anyone who attempts to take away the treasures will be cursed.
"
John frowned, remembering that the Hogwarts Express was also stuck in the snow, and it was still in September.
He remembered the information he read in the report from the headquarters. The monster of the wind and snow came from the far north. In this world, it was called the Ice Demon. The dream information was unknown.
He remembered that when he walked into the ward, conductor Balk shouted hysterically - monster, blasphemous monster, it will start the great sacrifice, and we will all die.
Thinking of these things, his heart tightened, as if someone had grabbed his heart hard. He considered whether to tell the young man the truth he knew, but in the end he still could not speak.
It is absolutely true that everyone has secrets.
"Okay, let's go back to the Avery family." Xing Ze said, "The expedition in 1975 was also destroyed by an unprecedented blizzard. Legends don't come from nowhere, and I don't believe in coincidences. So I
I guess the Muggle fleet must have discovered something to provoke the ice demon, and the same goes for the Avery family.
"But the difference is that some people survived the 1975 expedition. Andrew's uncle was also a fanatical Death Eater. Family history says that he died in a mental hospital in 1976."
"They brought things back from the Pole," John said to himself. "The fragments, the sculptures. The sculpture that brought the curse came from the Pole?"
"No, it's not a sculpture." Xing Ze shook his head, "Seventy years ago, the same curse broke out in Digel Village. The sculpture was destroyed at that time, and what they brought back was something else, something more dangerous.
"
"Ah -" John scratched his head in annoyance, "You have made the wine taste bad. I really don't know why I have to talk to you, a lunatic, about this."
Yes, this young man is a madman. He found so much information in such a short period of time and pieced it together one by one.
A hound, a hound that won't let go after biting the meat, is so damn similar. John wanted to drink all the whiskey in the bottle at this moment, but he couldn't, because there was an 80% chance that he would follow the madman in front of him into the turmoil.
Down alley investigation.
"Oh, by the way." Xing Ze took out another book, "I also found some interesting things in this book. You know that there was a Death Eater named Errol Child.
This guy, guess what he likes to do the most?"
John took the book "The Last Days of the Death Eaters" and weighed it. The book was heavy and thick enough. It must not be difficult to beat a person to death.
Xing Ze didn't wait for John to give his answer, "He likes to make his opponents into wax figures. Does this sound familiar?"
"Where the hell did you find these books?"
"There are many books worth reading in the restricted section of the Hogwarts library."
"So, have you read the whole book?"
"I've probably watched most of it. Childs is not a famous person. His deeds are relatively behind the scenes."
John couldn't help but look at Xing Ze again, and then sighed: "I guess you must not have a girlfriend."
"Does this have anything to do with my reading?"
"No, no." John turned away, "Can I ask you something?"
"Ask."
"Why are you working so hard?"
Why do you have to work so hard? Why do you want to do this? Xing Ze also asked himself in his heart.
He thought for a while and said: "The world is beautiful and worth fighting for."
John spat on the ground and looked at Xing Ze in disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about? This world is a piece of shit."
"It wasn't me who said it, it was Hemingway."
"Sea what?"
Xing Ze looked at the cloudy sky, "That's not important, because I only agree with the second half of the sentence."