Lin Ze returned to Ministry of Magic and abducted Records Management Office directly.
Pick sat in his old padded chair with his legs crossed.
"Again?"
"Do me a favor and look up the place name." Lin Ze used Charms to dry the water stains on the coat, and finally sat down on the chair.
"Icon Church, have you heard of it?"
Pick shook his head, stood up from the chair, and walked slowly to the row of dark brown filing cabinets against the wall.
He took out a slender copper key from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole of one of the cabinets.
"Icon Church is an old building from the church wizard era. Many of the smaller ones have long since collapsed. I remember seeing a "Record of Earth Line Changes" for the old London area before. You may be able to find it on it."
He pulled out a roll of browned parchment.
"Icon... church..."
Pick tapped the parchment with his wand.
The densely packed English letters above floated slowly under the tip of his wand, like a group of ants running back and forth.
"Found it." Pick tapped one of the lines with the wand, and the fonts in that line immediately stopped moving.
Lin Ze leaned over to take a look.
"Icon Church, Brighton northern suburbs, destroyed by changes in the ground in 1712."
"This is one of the few records of Ministry of Magic's construction on Muggle, and it's because of this change in the earth's veins."
"Changes in the earth's veins? Ministry of Magic still cares about this thing?"
"Otherwise, where do you think those bottomless suspended ladders under our feet came from?" Pick rolled his eyes at him.
"The magic field in this kind of place has become very unstable due to changes in the earth's veins. Our Ministry of Magic originally chose to build it here because the magic field here is in chaos. In Muggle's words, some supernatural phenomena often occur."
"The first generation of wizards who established Ministry of Magic spent a lot of effort to stabilize the magic magnetic field here." The old god Pick said.
Okay...
This is the first time I heard about Lin Ze, the origin history of Ministry of Magic.
"Suppose that there is some kind of creature sealed under this church, will the chaos of the magic magnetic field have any impact on the seal?" Lin Ze asked.
"Hmm... maybe... I'm just an archive reader. It's fine if you ask me to find information for you. For such advanced academic issues, you'd better go find someone else."
"..."
Well, no matter whether Pick really doesn't know or he pretends not to know, if people say so, then he can no longer stay here.
After saying goodbye to Pick, Lin Ze thought it would be better to go to the church ruins.
Just when Lin Ze was about to leave, he suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of magic power in his pocket.
Lin Ze put his hand into his pocket and accurately took out the triangular black paper Miriam gave him.
At this time, a wisp of green smoke rose from the paper, and letters were slowly burned out on the black paper.
"Tomorrow night at ten o'clock, Brighton Pier, the Holy Lord will come in person"
Damn it!
The Holy Lord appears?
Lin Ze didn't expect that just when he was going to Brighton to check out the church ruins, Dark Night Society would publish such a news.
Hiss...
It seems that Group Three members will have to work overtime tomorrow night...
"The return of the Holy Lord comes in person. This grand event is bigger than the minister's inspection."
Ben happened to come in from the door, holding a pile of parchment that he had just received. When he saw Lin Ze's expression, he instinctively shrank back. "Don't look at me like that. Every time you look at me like that, something bad will happen."
"Work overtime tomorrow night."
Ben's face fell instantly. "I have an appointment with someone tomorrow."
"Pushed."
"I made an appointment with the clerk at Diagon Alley's new ice cream shop. It took a lot of effort for her to agree to come out with me."
"That's just right. Come to Brighton Pier with me tomorrow and I'll treat you to ice cream."
"Can Brighton's ice cream be the same as Diagon Alley's... I had a hard time getting an appointment..."
Ben muttered and put down the file, then sat back down at his desk, lying on the table as if his backbone had been ripped out.
Lin Ze ignored him and began to plan his actions for tomorrow night.
Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia were discharged from the hospital yesterday. These two top fighters must be brought with them.
As for the other guys...
Lin Ze finally decided to let it go. After all, it was hard to find a female companion, so you can't mess with her because of work, right?
Arthur and Amos are both good helpers. They are both in their thirties now and are in their prime.
As for the remaining few... let them get off work on time...
Sometimes it's not good to have more people...
Lin Ze informed Amos and Arthur about tomorrow night's actions. They didn't ask any questions and just said that they would make arrangements when the time comes.
Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia were also in the office. Lin Ze didn't say much nonsense. He just said that Brighton Pier might have some senior executives from Dark Night Society show up tomorrow night and he needed to bring a few people over to take a look.
"Dark Night Society?" Barty Crouch Jr. frowned.
"It's those Muggle who got involved with the vampires." Lin Ze said.
Barty Crouch Jr. nodded without asking any more questions.
Mia still didn't speak, but just glanced at Lin Ze, with something in his eyes that he couldn't quite understand.
The next night, Lin Ze brought Amos, Arthur, Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia to Brighton in two batches.
Brighton Pier is a tourist attraction during the day, but becomes deserted at night.
The sea breeze came with a salty smell from the English Channel direction, making the boardwalk creak loudly. Most of the street lamps were broken, and the remaining ones were swaying in the wind, making people's shadows grow longer and shorter.
There was no one on the pier, only a few Muggle who were fishing at night huddled in the shelter, occasionally moving their fishing rods, like several sculptures blown hard by the sea breeze.
Lin Ze led several people and dispersed. He was in a group with Amos, and Arthur led Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia on the other side of the pier.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the fog on the sea is rising.
The gray-white fog seemed to have been pushed over from the sea by someone, spreading over the breakwater layer by layer, swallowing up all the lights on the pier into a blur of light.
"This fog is wrong." Amos whispered.
Lin Ze feels it too.
There is a very faint sweet smell hidden in this mist.
That's not the smell of sea, but of blood.
Lin Ze's pupils shrank slightly, and he whispered to Amos, "Pay attention to protection, there is something wrong with this fog."
Amos nodded and put a small "Bubble-Head Charm" on himself to only block his mouth and nose.
The fog is thickest at the end of the plank road.
It was as thick as a gray wall that was constantly churning.
A few clusters of light were faintly revealed in the wall. The light was not the street lights on the pier, but rather like dozens of candles lit at the same time.
The light was blurred in the fog, and the color was pale with a touch of orange, like a dead person's face that had been smeared with powder and rouge.
Lin Ze didn't hesitate anymore, and made a gesture to Amos, and the two of them walked around along the side of the plank road.
As soon as they rounded the last yacht berth, they saw people.
Dozens of people.
They wore dark robes, and many held short black candles in their hands.
Lin Ze recognized the woman standing in the front at a glance.
Miriam.
She changed into a long black dress, and the skirt trailed on the wet plank road.