Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 209 Stealing Books
Exploring the ruins of Hamnaputra this time has been fruitful.

Of course, this is the idea of ​​the members of the American expedition.

For Evelyn's group of four, they didn't get anything of value except for being frightened.

"Got it, they found a lot of antique jars from that stone box, alas~"

Jonathan has been frowning since he came back from the American expedition.

Why wasn't he the one who got rich?
It's not fair!

"anything else?"

After hearing this, Richard and Evelyn didn't care much, but the fat warden who ran out of the catacomb early seemed a little nervous.

Jonathan gave him a curious look, pouted.

"It is said that there is also an ancient book, which seems to be not very valuable."

"Ancient book!"

Eyes suddenly lit up, and Evelyn stood up.

"I gonna go see."

Nothing captures the attention of a scholar more than ancient knowledge.

Leaving a word, she ran towards the camp of the American expedition with the hem of her skirt without thinking.

Isn't it free for a woman to go to the place of those wild Yankees in the middle of the night alone?

Richard and Jonathan looked at each other.

In the end, Richard picked up a shotgun and said helplessly.

"I'm with her."

When the backs of the two disappeared, Jonathan curled his lips and took out a bottle of whiskey from his small bag.

The fat warden saw it and became anxious.

"It's fucking my drink!"

"What time is it? We still share yours and mine. Isn't yours mine?"

Being caught in the face, Jonathan didn't care, he just pushed the wine cork away, took a sip, lay comfortably on the soft sand covered with canvas, and said angrily.

"I don't need to think about getting rich this time, all the good things are in the arms of the damn Yankee.

Hey, this year's time is considered a waste of work. When I return to England, I will want to make a living. "

He and Evelyn's family is a family of explorers, and the grandfather's generation made a fortune by digging for treasure.

In their generation, even though they still have some wealth in their family, they can't bear to sit and eat. If they don't work around, he and his sister will end up on the streets sooner or later, drinking the northwest wind.

"Oh, as long as you can save your life."

Looking at the night sky full of stars, the fat warden said with emotion, grabbed his own old whiskey, and patted his belly that had obviously shrunk a few times.

"If you have life, you can spend money."

On the other side, the American Expedition camp.

"Oh, it still doesn't work,"

In the face of the "Black Book of the Dead", Mr. Scholar has exhausted all methods, but there is nothing he can do.

He can't open the book!

"If you want me to say, if you just set it on fire or hack it with an axe, no matter what kind of lock it is, it won't be a problem."

Seeing the expression on the scholar's face, some members of the American expedition who were obviously drunk said with a smile.

The scholar ignored the rough men, just frowned and stared at the hexagram-shaped groove on the "Black Book of the Dead".

It looks like you need a key to open this book.
"Hoo~" "Look who this is?" "Miss Evelyn, come and play with us."

At this moment, the scholar's train of thought was interrupted.

The arrival of Evelyn was like dropping a drop of water into the boiling oil pan. Many members of the expedition team whistled and couldn't help it.

But when they saw Richard carrying a shotgun not far away, those people smiled again and sat back obediently.

They are all people who have made a lot of money. When the real money is in hand, why can't you find a good woman?
The bullet has no eyes, and now it is a pity for life.

"Is this the "Black Book of the Dead"!"

As if she had never heard those molesting whistles, Evelyn trotted up to the scholar, looking curiously at the thick book in the scholar's hand.

"you recognize?"

Mr. Scholar was a little surprised.

This little girl is young, but her knowledge is not bad.

"I saw some descriptions of it in the library, but I didn't expect to see the real "Black Book of the Dead" one day."

Evelyn stared enviously.

An ancient book like this was the treasure she dreamed of.

"Hehe, I didn't think of that either."

Staring at Evelyn with a half-smile, Mr. Scholar hid the "Black Book of the Dead" back, not even wanting to show it to her.

Evelyn's expression darkened.

but
Why does the groove on the cover of "Black Book of the Dead" look so familiar?
Blinking, she remembered that in the catacombs
The sarcophagus that they opened.

"Magic box"!
The magic box in her hand must also be the key to the "Black Book of the Dead"!

"If that's the case, then I won't bother."

Having made up her mind, Evelyn turned around and said goodbye without further ado.

She decided to steal the "Black Book of the Dead" after these Americans fell asleep!

Ahem, a scholar's theft is not a thief, a scholar.
How can research and learning be considered stealing?

Richard saw Evelyn's eager eyes and knew that the girl was going to do something stupid again.

He carried the shotgun and sighed helplessly.

late at night.

Evelyn sneaked out of the tent, and after confirming that her companions were asleep, she tiptoed towards the camp of the American expedition.

The camp was full of snoring, and there wasn't even a night watchman.

This provides great convenience for her actions.

After all, the blood of an adventurer flows through her body, and Evelyn is very active when she gets serious.

She easily found the "Black Book of the Dead" hidden by scholars.

"It turns out that he stole the book."

In the distance, Richard, who was watching Evelyn's every move with a telescope, scratched his face.

Sometimes the girl was bolder than he was.

It's easy when you go, and it's easy when you come back.

Holding the "Black Book of the Dead", Evelyn was like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, with a bit of shame in her eyes, but more of a secret joy.

Finally, I can see the content of "The Black Book of the Dead"!
She ran back to her camp excitedly, and hastily dug out the mysterious "Magic Box", unscrewed the box, and fastened it on the cover of "Black Book of the Dead".

Twist it hard, and with a "click", the ban is lifted.

The ancient "Black Book of the Dead" revealed its true face to her!

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night, why don't you do this?"

Suddenly, a slightly mocking voice sounded from behind.

Evelyn, who had a guilty conscience, was so frightened that she almost threw the book in her hand.

"you!"

She turned her head angrily, only to find that Richard was staring at her playfully.

Meeting that gaze, Evelyn's aura subconsciously weakened a bit.

"Open it and see what's inside."

Richard is not a gentleman, so if he steals it, he will steal it. Even now, he is curious about what is recorded in this ancient book.

"oh oh."

With a sigh of relief, Evelyn straightened her mind.

But just when she was about to open the book, a hand appeared abruptly and pressed it on the cover with the mysterious inscription.

"If I were you, I wouldn't open it."

(End of this chapter)