The Evil God of Hogwarts - Chapter 390

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“Guess why Frank and the others met Mason?” Rayburn asked Ellie who came to the law firm. The superintendent’s face was full of smiles, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

“In order to enable the Vincecott family in the United States to regain the ownership of 78 Hurst Street, Mosseyside County.” Ellie replied.

The superintendent, who was originally still cheerful, stopped and looked at Ellie in disbelief. He spread his hands and said, “Damn, you are… Oh, forget it, I should have realized it earlier.”

“Realized what?”

“Xing Ze kept you because you are as good as him, and even better than him in some aspects.”

“Are you complimenting me, Superintendent?” The eldest lady slowed down her pace. She felt a little uncomfortable with Rayburn’s sudden praise.

“Of course not.” Rayburn showed a helpless expression, “You and Xingze have sharp observation and strong reasoning ability. Even if you are given some fragmented clues, you can slowly piece them together. So, tell me, how do you know about Frank here?”

Aili and Rayburn walked into the law firm, and she whispered back: “I just talked to the history professor in Liverpool. In addition to being proficient in history, he is also a radical racial rebel. So I learned something about Hawkins Home Improvement.”

“Hawkins? The Hawkins who made his fortune by selling black slaves?”

Aili looked at the superintendent, not knowing whether to say the rest of the words.

“It doesn’t matter, continue. I’m not such a fragile person. So is there any connection between Hawkins Home Improvement and the Vincecott family?”

The eldest lady told Rayburn all the information she got from the professor, which she didn’t say on the phone before.

After listening to this, Reiben thought for a moment and said, “Why do they need the Winscott family to come here? According to Mason, no one has used the house since Marian Hawkins died.”

“Who did Marian leave the house to?”

“Uh–” Reiben took out a notebook and looked at it and said, “Victor Winscott, Marian’s son. Oh, Marian married to the United States, but still used her family name. I missed this point, that is to say. The last Hawkins family owner of the house was Nelson, Marian’s brother.”

“He died in 1939, and his three sons died in the war. So there was no heir, and the house automatically belonged to Marian.”

“Then we have figured out who was with Frank that day, Victor Winscott. Maybe we can ask him why Frank was so interested in the old house.”

“No, no No. The person who came with Frank that day was a young man. “The superintendent denied, “Even if Victor Winscott is alive, he must be over 70 years old. It can’t be him. The person who came is Josh Winscott, Victor’s grandson.”

“Then let’s see if we can contact him and ask Frank what he is doing. Or maybe this can help us find the cause of death of Frank’s team.”

The superintendent nodded, “I’ll arrange it, but don’t have too much hope.”

“No, go to the real estate company to see.” The eldest lady suggested, “Do you remember that Frank and Josh went to the local real estate company that day? Go and see if there is any contact number for him there.”

“Smart, I’ll go right away, do you want to come?”

Aili shook her head and said, “I’d better go back to school first. Xing Ze may call, and I’m not sure about the people there. In addition, I think they may have visited more than two professors.”

…

Xing Ze and Jezebeth came outside the kitchen and found a seat in the restaurant. Jezebeth asked the waiter for two iced drinks, but Xing Ze refused.

“Don’t worry. It was Todd’s instruction to put drugs in the tea. I had to do it to avoid their suspicion.”

“I’m not thirsty.” Xing Ze said, “I’ve drunk enough just now. Let’s continue talking about old Kimball. His grandmother left him a lot of magic books, including “Snake’s Fang”, right?”

“That’s right. Cady Kimball bought “Snake’s Fang” from the Gaunt family for only a little money.”

Speaking of this, Jezebeth took out a cigarette, gestured to Xing Ze, and lit one after getting the other party’s consent.

“Has the Gaunt family declined at that time?”

“Yes, but there are still some assets that they can sell. But we also know that most of those pure-blood families are close relatives who marry, and most of the children born are fools. I’m afraid that at that time, not many people in the Gaunt family knew what the “Snake’s Tooth” was. So it’s reasonable to sell it as a used book at a low price.”

Xing Ze lowered his head and thought for a while, sorted out some of his thoughts, and said: “In other words, old Kimball’s grandfather was expelled from his family, the Hawkins family. And his wizard wife bought “Snake’s Tooth” from the Gaunt family in order to help him eliminate the curse of the snake man.

“But because of the intervention of a third party, Cady had no time to take care of the curse. Until his grandson Douglas Kimball worked out a way to eliminate the curse. So Frank wanted to come to Brestchester, and he found the connection between Kimball and the Hawkins family. ”

“I think the Frank you are talking about should be the great detective in Liverpool? Squib Detective, right? He also has a considerable reputation in the magic world. ”

“Yeah, it’s a pity that he is still dead or alive. Do you know the origin of the third party you mentioned?”

The corners of Jezebeth’s mouth curled up slightly. It must be said that her smile was indeed very tempting and made people unable to resist.

“Of course, I did a comprehensive investigation. I searched all the archives of that year. You have to understand, Xingze, why I killed Todd and others. Because Brychester is not a good place. Cults used to run rampant here, and the power of darkness grew wildly here.

“It is only recorded in the data that there are three evil creatures living in the lake outside the city. Now they are all in a dormant state, but every year there are still many crazy people trying to wake them up. Therefore, as observers and guardians, we have to be extra cautious.

“God knows what the purpose of those snake people coming here is. If they are going for those things at the bottom of the lake. Then we are all doomed…”

“Answer my question, Ms. Jezebeth.” Xingze interrupted.

“It would be good for you to know some local customs, Xing Ze. The third party is the Demon Feast Cult, the group you met in Ravenscar Village.”

Hearing this, Xing Ze had a headache. He had seen the methods of the Demon Feast Cult, and he could probably guess the purpose of these crazy people coming here – the monsters sleeping in the lake.