The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 149 Yaxley Manor
Midlands, South Yorkshire.

The county is still very young in the eyes of Muggles in England. It was established in 1974 and is one of the large industrial centers in England.But what they didn't know was that there was still an ancient wizard family in this land.

At the eastern foot of the Pennines, on the open plain, stands a huge manor.

Yaxley Manor has existed here for at least a thousand years.Countless Muggle expulsion spells have been placed around, so that in the eyes of Muggles, this place is a barren and obscene swamp.

In the gorgeous study room, an old man with a calm complexion was wearing a gold-plated robe, sitting at a long and well-decorated table.A roaring fire blazed in the marble fireplace, illuminating the study brightly.

There are all kinds of ancient and mysterious items in the study room, which are randomly placed in every corner by the old man.

"Patriarch, the young master is back."

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper knocked on the door, walked up to the old man, bowed respectfully and said.

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Let him in."

The butler led the way.Not long after, Claire Yaxley, dressed as a hunter, walked in.His attire was out of tune with this manor, and the bicorne hat on his head made the old man very angry.

"You still know how to come back?"

The old man squinted at Claire and said indifferently.

"I miss you, father."

Krell said with a smile, the expression on his face was not that of a middle-aged man, but more of a child who hadn't grown up.He sat carelessly on a soft chair, crossing his legs.

"Have you not played enough?"

The old man's tone was slightly cold, and he finally raised his eyes to face Krell squarely.

"Don't do this." Clare waved his hand, "You have always had this face since you were a child, and now you still want to scare me? You are the one who talks to my sister, but you don't have this expression at all."

The old man was stunned for a moment, his expression softened, but he still didn't give Claire any good looks:

"You can also compare with your sister? Just come back honestly and inherit the family business. If you have to be a bounty hunter, you think this is the wizarding world of the last century? Go to Hogwarts as a professor... ..."

"What's the rush, you won't have a problem living for decades with this physique..."

When Claire waved his hand, a wine bottle appeared. He took it, took a sip, and said with a smile.

The old man was not angry either, and seemed to be accustomed to Krell's way of speaking.

"If you don't come back, help your sister to do things well. She is too busy in Albania to come back once, but you are hunting those low-level dark creatures all day long. It's shameful..."

The old man waved his hand and changed his tone, "Also, when will you give me a grandson? They are in their thirties, and the Yaxley family doesn't have a son... Do you know that the family's face is about to be lost by you? Empty."

Speaking of this topic, Krell suddenly became nervous, and said with a smile, "What's the hurry... don't you have a grandson..."

The old man's expression was a bit complicated, he looked out the window and said:

"I haven't seen that child..."

"Guaranteed to be better than my sister when she was a child." Krell patted his chest for assurance, "Also, he will go to Northern Europe next semester and stay in Durmstrang for a year."

"Durmstrang." The old man said softly, "calculating the time, he was 13 years old at that time. After returning from Durmstrang, let him go back to the family."

As he spoke, the old man picked up a quill, and a brand new piece of parchment automatically appeared on the desk.

"It's just that the environment over there is a bit chaotic, everyone knows how to use black magic..."

Krell said seriously, "I'm a little worried..."

"dark magic……"

The old man paused for a while, raised his head, and smiled for the first time, "Who has our Yaxley family surpassed in this regard?"

……

After coming out of Selwyn Manor, Noreen thought about it, and went back to London first, staying at Old Tom's Leaky Cauldron.

After getting off the train, he and Elena returned to the Selwyn family to conduct a routine annual seal for Elena and her mother Isadelle.

As his strength continued to improve and his comprehension of the "Secret Code of Laws" reached a higher level, he estimated that it would not be a problem to keep the seal stable for two to three years this time.

In this way, he can go to Durmstrang to spend his next semester without worry.

It was already night when we came to the Leaky Cauldron.Unlike the mess on the first floor, the rooms on the second floor are shockingly clean.

Noreen sat on the white bed for a while, feeling bored, decided to take a stroll around London at night.

He put away the robe on his body, changed into Muggle clothes, and jumped from the second floor.

Under the blessing of the shock-absorbing spell, Norlin landed steadily, and then walked leisurely on the streets of London at night.

For those citizens who love London's nightlife, different classes have different fun.In the north of London, where the lights are still feasting at night, Canada Street, citizens who want to relax at night hang out at the street night market.

There are many food stalls beside the old brick and concrete walls. Various aromas mixed with the smell of alcohol shuttle between everyone's mouth and nose, tempting people to willingly take out the pounds in their pockets.

Nuoling walked and ate a deep-fried spicy meatball, taking in the scene of the London night market.I didn't have the chance to come to England in my previous life, but now it's not bad to visit the London night market in the 90s.

Norlin's development is fairly normal. At the age of 12 and a height of 1.6 meters, the citizens will not pay too much attention.

He walked through this hot food street and came to a smaller street next door.Colorful neon lights flicker with vulgar light pollution, rendering everything on the street a dim and distorted halo.

What's more, there are rows of consumption places that only open at night to attract customers.The unique obscure atmosphere here seems to pull everyone who strays into this place into the bottomless abyss.

Noreen entered the street and watched with interest.There are many scantily clad sexy girls around, winking at passers-by on the street, looking forward to their looks.

However, no one has any unreasonable thoughts about Noreen.In their eyes, a child of this age does not even have the minimum consumption qualifications, and some even laughed loudly at him and cursed:

"Hey! Little boy, go home and find Mom and Dad, this is not the place for you!"

Norin smiled, knowing that he meant well and not getting angry.However, this shout caused many people to cast their eyes on Nuo Lin.

Nuo Lin frowned, as if there were several malicious eyes lingering on him, which gave him a warning.He sneered, and walked towards a dark path calmly.

The trail is remote and desolate, and it is difficult to cast light from the surrounding buildings.

Norin acted like a child who lost his way and strayed into this place, and secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

Suddenly, a pale hand reached over from his shoulder and covered his mouth and nose.

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