The scene behind the door made Martin's pupils shrink suddenly to a little.

He is now in a circular hall, with a beam of morning light penetrated through the dome glass skylight, and the cathedral-like style can still be seen in the dim light.

The maze-like corridors, shelves filled with debris and bookshelfs filled with books extend from the ground to the spire, like a hive entangled and wrapped in a tunnel, stairs, platforms and bridges, building a huge building with incredible geometric structure.

Martin turned his head in a daze, looked at the four-story building opposite, and then turned to look at the huge palace-like utility room...

This grocery store... bought all the shops on the street and opened them up?

Even some cathedrals may not be as big as one-tenth of the size of the cathedrals here.

Peng!

While he was stunned, the wooden door behind him was closed by itself, which scared Martin to shudder. But then, driven by a motive that he didn't even know why, he still curiously gritted the bullet and looked around at the grocery store.

"Is anyone? Is there still business here? I want to buy something."

While shouting, Martin looked around.

There are so many items piled up on the shelves around it that they are incredible, including clothes, porcelain, a lot of quills and ink, as well as many specimens soaked in formalin and other strange things.

Even with Martin's sight, he even found some small animals like owls locked in cages in a corner.

Finally, Martin stopped and looked at the urn in front of him with curiosity. It was a woman's paint pattern, which looked like Beichen's pottery.

He slowly stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the pottery, but saw a pair of big hands grabbing his hand.

A strange voice came from one side.

"The mother of the second emperor of the Han Dynasty put her least favorite concubine in this urn for ten years. Until today, it is said that once someone opens the lid of the urn, she will be imprisoned for ten years."

Hearing the sound, Martin turned his head and saw a tall and handsome young man in a windbreaker standing behind him.

Martin disagreed with Sherlock's words just now, just pretending that he was talking about an ordinary legend.

Then, he bowed to him very politely.

"Hello, are you the owner of this grocery store?"

Sherlock looked at Martin quietly, without saying a word, but looked at the things placed around him and murmured in a low voice.

"It seems like I'm going to find an opportunity to sort it out. Mr. Kuro is so casual. He can place such important magic props at will."

As he said that, he turned to look at Martin and asked.

"May I have your name?"

"Martin, Martin Jace." Martin said seriously.

"Jess..."

Sherlock's eyebrows slightly raised when he heard this familiar surname.

Although he felt that it was not so coincidental, he still asked.

"Do you... have another sister?"

"How do you know?" Martin said unexpectedly.

Sherlock's face gradually became solemn, "Is your sister named Helen Jace?"

Martin didn't answer, but his horrified look had already told Sherlock the answer.

Sherlock sighed softly and raised his hand...

"How do you know this? What do you want to do to my sister!?" Martin's eyes were filled with horror, and his eyes looked at Sherlock as if he was looking at a pervert with a ill-gotten plot.

"I just know." Sherlock said calmly, "because..."

As he said that, sparks flashed beside him, gradually opening a space door that could provide one person's entry. Behind the door was the desk that once belonged to Kuro in the Tomb of the Forgotten, under the roots of the Tree of Life.

But now it's Sherlock's.

He turned his head and looked at the stunned Martin.

“…I am a magician.”

...

On the rattan chairs on both sides of the tea table next to the desk were Sherlock and Martin, who was slightly restless.

On their side was a maid who looked like a maid at first glance, but when you looked closely, it was made of mercury and your eyes were closed.

But even so, the movements in his hands were very neatly poured two cups of tea for Martin and Sherlock, and then stood quietly beside Sherlock with a tray.

"Her name is Um, and it is an automatic figure given by the magic prop "Moon Spirit Liquid" personality created by Master Kulo Riddo."

Sherlock picked up the teacup on one side, sipped it lightly and said.

Martin also knew that it was not good for him to keep staring at the other maid, so he forced himself to turn his head.

"Tell me." Sherlock said.

Martin didn't react and asked subconsciously, "What?"

"The reason you would be here," said Sherlock, "According to normal circumstances, you should be studying in school now, how could you come here?

Don't hide anything from me, I have no hostility, on the contrary, I can solve the troubles you have."

Martin sat on a rattan chair with his hands on his clamped thighs, looking very reserved.

The child was not very alert. Under the guidance of Sherlock's words, he slowly spoke out and said what had just happened...

"I didn't mean it!" Martin said excitedly.

"And...and it's them..."

"I know." Sherlock interrupted Martin in a low voice.

"I know it's not your fault, but your magic is gone."

Martin was stunned.

"magic?"

"According to normal circumstances, you should have received a letter delivered by an owl half a year ago, but in recent years, some problems have occurred." Sherlock murmured softly.

The magic outside the Forgotten Tomb still exists, and there is no doubt that the magic performed by Mage Kuro is based on a hundred years.

However, the Tomb of Forgotten is aimed at ordinary people, and those with magic are not the objects of magic.

In the past, magic apprentices like Sherlock had to pass a staff to awaken and use magic.

But in the past three years, especially after Sherlock took over the Tomb of the Forgotten from Daniel, more and more humans like Martin have independently awakened their magic power.

Demonic nature will attract each other, and magic will guide you to places with demonic nature.

The Forgotten Tomb is such a place, so Martin is not the first ordinary person to enter here.

In recent years, people in the magic world have grown rapidly. Currently, members of the magic world include Hogwarts students, and some graduates have apprentices, etc., which add up to at least nearly 10,000.

Although this proportion is still a little smaller than the entire Britannian population.

But you should know that eight years ago, except for Kama Taj, there were only a few hundred magicians in the entire new era. In eight years, nearly 10,000 people increased by a total of one hundred times!

This is a very incredible data.

Also because there are more and more magic qualifiers in recent years, Hogwarts is a little overwhelmed and has had to undergo several expansions and renovations.

This is also the reason why these magical eligible people of Martin did not receive Hogwarts' admission letter.

I was really overwhelmed and could only retreat the age of recruitment for a few years.

According to normal circumstances, those with magic qualifications usually awaken magic power from the age of thirteen to fourteen. The child in front of him was indeed a little early, which just represents his outstanding magic talent.

"You mean, I can become a magician, too!?"

Listening to Sherlock's explanation, Martin seemed to realize something, and suddenly stood up and said excitedly.

"If you have magic, you have the qualifications to learn magic, but if you want to become a magician, it is not enough to rely on talent alone." Sherlock said as he stared at Martin.

When I was young, I was as excited as him.

"Hogwarts' next semester enrollment will be three months later. During this period, I will be responsible for teaching you how to use your own power, but... we have to make three rules."

"What?" Martin asked.

"First, before you become an adult, don't use your magic in front of ordinary people, unless it is absolutely necessary." Sherlock said seriously, "Magic is a sacred thing, and it is definitely not a prop for you to fight for force."

This is also the rule formulated by several great magicians in the magic world in recent years and the official Britania.

The magician's power is very powerful, so powerful that he can even escape the constraints of worldly laws and morality.

The only one who can restrain the magician is the magician himself, and these children are young and have not formed their moral values.

If you suddenly gain power that is different from ordinary people, you will definitely be impatient to use it, and it is difficult to grasp the size well.

In the past, some magic apprentices used magic to steal, peep, or even escape money after returning home during holidays.

They are not short of money, they just want to experiment with their magic, which is pretty good.

Sometimes some magicians use deformation techniques indiscriminately, turning some precious antiques into useless garbage.

Well, that's right, sherlock is talking about.
To be continued...