"Number Seventeen, Charles Street, Kent Road No. 42, Whitechapel District 9 St Mary's Lane." Lin Ze.
"Give you these three addresses, what can you think of?" Lin Ze.
The diary was silent for a moment.
"Number Seventeen, Charles Street, it was an abandoned textile factory at that time, Kent Road No. 42, it should be a tavern. Whitechapel District... I am not familiar with that area." Tom.
"As for what comes to mind... Sorry, I'm just a diary..." Tom.
"But Charles Street, I remember Burke Family is nearby." Riddle added the last sentence.
Burke.
Lin Ze's mind is racing.
Among the five names given by Old Mulciber, one of them is Fearn·Burke.
"Are you sure?" Lin Ze.
"At that time, I was working in the Burke store during the holidays. I happened to hear the old Burke mention it, and it should be considered one of their properties." Tom.
"But I don't know exactly what it is used for." Tom.
Lin Ze closed the diary and tapped the cover twice with his fingers.
Burke.
Fearn·Burke.
In the list given by Old Mulciber, Fearn·Burke is one of them.
Coincidence?
Lin Ze I never believe in coincidences.
He put the diary away in a drawer, got up and walked to the other end of the office.
Carl is squatting in his workstation, tinkering with his alchemy equipment.
"Sir Carl."
"Huh?"
"Burke Family, how much do you know?"
Carl's hand stopped for a moment.
He raised his head and looked at Lin Ze from above his glasses, his small eyes narrowed into two slits.
"Burke? Are you talking about Knockturn Alley that Burke?"
"Yes."
Carl put the things on the table, clapped his hands, and his expression became subtle.
"Burke Family is in the business of Dark Magic items. Do you know Knockturn Alley's Borgin and Burkes? It was opened by a branch of their family. The owner has always been very low-key."
"Then do you know their home address?"
"Address? Burke Family has quite a lot of real estate. I have been dealing with them a lot over the years when I was tinkering with alchemy artifacts. Which one are you referring to?"
"Charles Street's place."
"You know, I went to their family's address at Charles Street more than thirty years ago. It was an old house of theirs. It is said that the underground is connected to the old tunnel, which can lead to Whitechapel."
"Authentic?"
"Yes, but that's all old history. The Charles Street area was bombed to pieces during the Muggle war. Later, the Muggle government carried out several rounds of demolition, and the ground and underground were no longer what they were before."
"Well, Fearn·Burke, how much do you know?" Lin Ze asked.
"Speaking of this, wait..."
Carl began to dig out an old wooden box from the messy pile of junk under the desk.
After opening it, there was a stack of yellowed cards inside. Each card recorded a name, date and some scrawled comments.
"I organized this myself. When I was at Department of Mysteries, I would just do these things when I had nothing to do."
He flipped through it for a long time, pulled out a card, and handed it to Lin Ze.
There is a name written on the card.
"Fearn·Burke, born in 1422, the creator of the cursed finger bone"
"What is this 'cursed finger bone'?" Lin Ze asked.
"The fingers of dead people, especially those of Muggle-born wizard who were unjustly killed or died tragically, are soaked in special Potions. After the bones soften, they are then engraved with incantations and dried to shape." Carl said with familiarity.
"The batch Fearn·Burke made, it is said that even Auror Command at that time suffered a loss. Later, that thing was classified as a first-class contraband by Ministry of Magic, and Burke Family was targeted for a long time because of this, and the entire wizarding world was furious."
"What happened next?"
"Later Burke Family donated a large amount of money to St. Mungo's, and relied on connections to suppress the matter."
"What about Fearn·Burke? Where did they go after that?"
"I don't know." Carl shook his head.
"He was originally a mysterious person who didn't like to show his face. Some people say that he has been doing research in one of the Burke Family's ancestral houses. Others say that he has died long ago, but Burke Family is secretive. Anyway, there is no news about this person since the end of the 16th century."
Lin Ze Put the card away and stuff it into the inner pocket of your coat.
"Thanks, Sir Carl."
"You're welcome." Carl waved his hand and squatted back into his pile of alchemical junk.
At this time, the office door was pushed open, and Mia walked in.
"Why were you discharged from the hospital so quickly?" Lin Ze asked.
"Nothing happened. It was quite painful to lie there, so I just ran out." Mia said.
Lin Ze nodded. "Okay, now that you're back, let's get ready to work."
Lin Ze decided to take a look at Charles Street first. Before leaving, he gave the other two of the three addresses to Mia and Barty Crouch Jr. respectively.
That afternoon, Lin Ze changed into Muggle clothes and went to Charles Street alone.
No. 17 is at the end of the street, a three-story old building.
Downstairs is a closed printing shop. The rolling shutter door is tightly closed. There are a few piles of old newspapers that have not been removed at the door, which are blackened by the rain.
Lin Ze walked around to the side of the building and looked up.
The east window on the third floor has curtains, half drawn, and there seems to be a figure behind it.
He stood across the street and observed for a while, but found no other abnormalities.
At this moment, the communication badge in his pocket vibrated.
"Lin." is the voice of Mia.
"Huh?"
"I'm at No. 42 Kent Road. Something's wrong here."
"What?"
"There is a cellar behind the tavern, and the entrance has been enchanted. My wand detected traces of Dark Magic, but I can't get in. The person who cast the spell has a high level of magic power."
Lin Ze immediately became alert. "Don't move yet, I'll be there right away."
He hung up the call, walked quickly to the corner of the street, found a deserted alley "Apparition" and arrived at Kent Road.
Mia stood at the door of a dilapidated tavern called "Old Oak", holding a wand in his hand and looking unhappy.
"Inside." She tilted her head toward the back of the tavern.
Lin Ze followed her through the back kitchen of the tavern and came to a narrow door nailed shut with wooden boards.
Mia tapped one of the wooden boards with his wand, and a ray of dark purple light seeped out from the cracks in the wood.
"I have seen this spell before." Mia said.
"Where?"
"In the records of the vampire seal, this is the 'Soul-Locking Curse' used to strengthen the seal."
A chill ran down Lin Ze's spine.
In the cellar of the tavern, someone was hiding something using the same method used to seal the vampires.
"Back away." Lin Ze pulled out the wand.
A blue arc appeared in front of the two people.
"Boundary Break"
This magic is really easy to use, and so far I haven't encountered a place where it can't get into.
"Be careful." Lin Ze said.
Mia nodded, followed Lin Ze and walked in with his legs up.