MTL - Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord-v3 Chapter 162 old drunk

Dulu rolled over and climbed out of the bar, gave Desmond a bear hug, and then poked the knotted muscles on Desmond's body, sincerely sighing at Desmond's physique.

"I haven't been back for a while!" Desmond said with a smile, and then cut to the subject: "Where's the old alcoholic? Find him for something!"

Dulu stopped bothering Desmond when he saw that he had something to do with him, and Nunu pointed to the attic above his head: "Old place, I get drunk every day, every time I carry him on his back! This guy has not returned for two months. Home... I think he's taking me here!"

Desmond scratched his head embarrassedly, and then took out a handful of pounds and handed it to Dulu. Dulu didn't take it but glared at Desmond: "Fuck off, who do you think of me!? You let me go. When I see you insulting me with money, I'll really drive the old drunk out!"

As he spoke, he kicked Desmond on the buttocks, urging Desmond to get down to business quickly.

Desmond was obviously very familiar with Dulu, and he was kicked and scratched his head with a smile, and walked towards the attic.

The stairs leading to the attic were hidden in a utility room on the right side of the bar. There were many broken brooms and sundries, which made the originally not spacious stairs even more crowded.

As soon as he entered the stairs of the utility room, Desmond couldn't help sniffing. The air was mixed with the smell of decaying wood and dust, and the most unbearable smell was the strong smell of alcohol.

The space where Desmond walked into the attic was relatively small, Desmond could only bend down or he would bump his head.

There are still sundries on the attic, but in the depths of the sundries is a very old wooden bed. A person is lying on the bed, holding a wine bottle in his arms, and there are messy places on the bed. There were seven or eight empty wine bottles, and the area around the bed was even more jaw-dropping. The empty wine bottles were almost as high as the bed. There were still many cigarette butts on the ground. frowned.

Desmond looked at the sloppy figure on the bed with undisguised disgust on his face: "If you let others know that the head of the dignified knights of punishment is such a sloppy drunkard, we will punish the knights. How can you be in the Knights of the Round Table!"

The sloppy figure on the bed seemed to be disturbed by Desmond's deep voice, and he unconsciously pursed his lips and frowned. He snorted twice, and before he even opened his eyes, he took the half bottle in his arms again. Spirits poured into his stomach.

After the spirits got into the throat, the bed would wake up a bit, he sat up and stared blankly at Desmond, after a long time he said, "Dess... hiccup... why are you here, no? I told you a long time ago that you don't come to me if you're fine, I've already told you to accept the award and become the true leader of the knights, but you didn't want to, and now you've come to despise my sloppy old man again."

Speaking of which, the old alcoholic took out a cigarette from somewhere, snapped his fingertips and ignited the flame, lit the cigarette, and took care of himself.

"Old alcoholic, don't think I know what you think, let me take over the Knights, you are so happy and happy, I will do the dirty work and you will watch the show!" Desmond said unceremoniously.

The old alcoholic took two puffs of cigarettes, turned his hand and called out a bottle of spirits and took a gulp: "I said earlier, I'm already disappointed with Wang Ting, and I'm too lazy to meddle in those nosy things, I might as well drink and sleep if I have that skill. Sleeping, it won't be a good few years to live anyway."

Desmond sighed, "You also oppose the royal court's plan of the Seven Deadly Sins?"

"It has something to do with that impossible plan, but it's not the main reason. My disappointment with that old Merlin is because of something else... Don't ask me about anything, you know **** from a child's family! What are you looking for? A daughter-in-law, I'll tell you my story again..."

As the old alcoholic said, he directly changed the subject and asked, "Tell me, why are you looking for me again?"

"The royal court issued a secret order to urgently summon all high-level officials to return to the royal court."

The old alcoholic's complexion changed slightly, the playfulness in his eyes dissipated, revealing a bit of sternness.

The 'Royal Court Secret Order', especially the urgent summoning secret order for high-level officials, is very unusual in itself. In the past two hundred years, except for the one used during the civil strife fifteen years ago, no "Royal Court Secret Order" has been issued.

With such an important secret order, something must have happened to the royal court.

"What's the situation?" the old alcoholic asked.

Desmond also put away his smile and nodded, "About a week ago, the royal court suddenly discovered that there was a problem with the mithril mine in Ireland. All Muggles in the surrounding miner towns had their memories altered, and the new generation of Templar El Boren disappeared.

According to the investigation, there are traces of battles in the Mithril mine. Before El Boren disappeared, the release of the 'Heroic Spirit Sword' heroic spirit should be to convey information to the royal court, but the spirit body of the heroic spirit did not return to the royal court. Gone along with El Boren. "

"Can you tell which faction it is from the battle traces?" the old alcoholic asked.

Desmond shook his head: "It's useless, the other party has erased the traces, except that it can be seen that there is a battle, there is no useful information, but according to the descriptions of the miners, they had inexplicable emotions for several days some time ago. Low, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Royal Court suspects that it is related to the Dementor that escaped last year."

The old alcoholic couldn't help frowning: "It's strange to say that last year the Dementors had been besieging Hogwarts, but around May this year, the Dementors that were trapped in the Forbidden Forest suddenly disappeared overnight. , no one knows where they went... Could it have something to do with the Eye of Danath?"

"The Eye of Danatas has fallen, and now the rotten bishop Burles is imprisoned in the underground prison of the Royal Court of Glory. He is scheduled to be tried in the early spring of next year."

"It's just that a Templar is missing, there's no need to issue the 'Royal Court Secret Order', what else is there?" the old alcoholic continued to ask.

Desmond smiled bitterly: "I don't know the specifics, I only know that about two days ago, Grindelwald led his saints to remove the Royal Court's stronghold in Norway, and at the same time there were two more temples. The knight disappeared. In addition to Regann, who was guarding the Norwegian stronghold, Geraint, who went to the North Sea to investigate the ancient world of abnormal law, also disappeared.

This incident is most likely related to Grindelwald. Some people speculate that the two Templars should have died in Grindelwald's hands. Three Templars were lost in just one week. The most important thing is that the strongest of this generation of Templars, Legann, has broken through to the breaking level, and even he has disappeared... The reason why the Honorary Council is so anxious …”

Desmond was speaking when the old alcoholic interrupted him directly and said:

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