Chapter 198
A few seconds later, the couple entered the hall, which almost immediately attracted the attention of the guests, mostly male, because of the cutout up to the thigh on the left side, but as soon as they raised their eyes from the bare leg to the woman's thin waist, and then to the lush chest, where the "white lily" icon was flaunted, they almost immediately turned pale and quickly looked away.
Such behaviour interested Severus a little and for the sake of interest, he read the thoughts of one of the wizards and after a few seconds, he raised an eyebrow in surprise, because there was something to be surprised about.
This seemingly fragile Chinese woman, 1.65 metres tall, was the right hand of the leader of the criminal organisation "Golden Dragon" and ran the entire magic market, one of the three markets in China.
But besides this, she was also his lover, whom he treasured very much and for any sidelong glance in her direction, he killed on the spot.
Therefore, everyone was so scared, realising who they were staring at, and one even literally prayed, so much they were afraid of reprisals from the "Mad Dragon".
This is how they called the leader of this organisation among their own, because of his excessive cruelty.
As soon as the couple sat down at the table, almost immediately a waitress flew up to them, behind whose smile real panic was hidden, and quickly took the order, and then just as quickly left, almost bowing at their feet.
"….Madam Chen, I hope you will convey my words to your leader, I am sure he will be interested in my proposal." the man said with a restrained half-smile.
The timbre of his voice was pleasant and soft, there was neither arrogance nor humility in it, it was immediately obvious that he knew how to communicate and win people over, and in combination with his good looks, for any woman, this was a fatal blow.
But, oddly enough, this did not affect the witch, because it was not the first time she had encountered such people and she had developed a kind of immunity to them, because being the mistress of such a terrible person imposes many restrictions and forces you to learn to see to the root.
Therefore, her face almost did not change, maintaining her professional smile "I will convey your words to him, but I can't promise anything."
"It will be enough if they reach him."
"You can be sure of that…" But just at that moment, a young man in a robe approached their table, unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat down next to them, which, to put it mildly, surprised both of them.
"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked with a friendly expression on his face, which made the two wizards' eyes twitch at the same time, and several men quickly stood up from some of the tables, but Chen looked at one of them and shook her head, to which he silently nodded and sat back down, and the others followed him.
"First, you should ask permission and introduce yourself, and then sit down at the table." the lady opened her fan and coldly sealed it, covering half her face with it.
"Oh, I beg your pardon, this will not happen again next time."
"Allow me to ask, what did you want?" the man asked, returning to his previous expression.
"Actually, I'd like to ask you one question...oh, thank you." the new guy nodded softly, smiling at the waitress who placed a cup in front of him and poured him some tea.
"Mmm... good tea." the wizard inhaled the aroma and took a sip, squinting contentedly. "What kind of tea is this?" he asked with bewilderment.
"By the way, may I try on the mask?" As soon as he said these words, in a rather bored tone, the right hand of the man in the suit, under the table, clenched into a fist, but at the same time,not a single muscle moved on his face. "What mask?"
"Hm? Well…" as if he was going to fix his hair, he raised his hand up and the next moment, shock froze on the faces of all the visitors gathered in the hotel, when the fingers of the unknown man pierced the eyes of the wizard and he almost immediately recoiled, but what shocked the others even more was the face that remained in the speaker's palm.
"... this, isn't this a mask?" with a grin, he looked at the man in the suit, whose hair began to grow right before his eyes and change color to yellow, in addition, even his height slightly increased.
But, the guests did not have time to see the rest of the metamorphosis, since he did not start throwing stupid words about revenge, but almost immediately disappeared from the room.
At the same time, the "face" in the hand of the unknown man turned into a white mask with red patterns, which immediately attracted the attention of Madame Chen and some other wizards in the room.
Such an artefact, granting the gift of metamorphosis, simply could not fail to attract their attention, but only the woman realised that it was much better than just some kind of appearance-changing device.
After all, as soon as the man jumped away from the table, the magic surrounding him became several times denser, which did not escape the eyes of the witch and even with her incredible sensitivity, she could not notice anything before that, which immediately made it clear that the mask was very complex, and if they had such a thing, then it would be much easier to destroy the remaining groups.
The stranger, twirling the artefact in his hand, silently put it under his robe and rose from the table.
"I would ask you to stay," a cold, female voice sounded, and behind it, twelve people stood up from the tables, already holding wands in their hands.
"Did you want something, Madam Chen?" with a satisfied smile, he looked at the sitting witch, as if he did not notice the sudden change in mood.
"I would like to look at the mask."
"I can't help you with that." and everyone pointed their wands at him, and the Chinese woman, still calmly sitting at the table with a cup in her hand. "And now?"
"And now, I hope my answer suits you, have a good day." measuring her with an indifferent look, he turned around and headed for the exit, still ignoring the magical wanda aimed at him.
"Stop, this is the first and last warning."
But in response, the man only sluggishly waved it off and, as soon as the click sounded from the sharply folded fan, every wizard in the room was going to attack, but the next moment a cry sounded "What the hell ?!" One of the wizards managed to throw away the flaming wand in time, but the others were not so observant.
"Argh!"
"Hot!" One after another, they threw the wands to the ground, where they flared up even faster and in a few seconds, nothing remained of them.
"Madam, this is my last warning to you, if you follow me, this establishment will follow the chopsticks, and the whole market will follow them, have a good day," putting on his hood, he left the room without any problems, to the silent "consent" of everyone gathered in the hotel.
Only a few seconds after the door closed, the group members finally came to their senses and quickly began to fuss.
"Mistress, I will immediately order the market to be closed and call the brothers! This bastard will not leave us!" the slightly pale leader of her guard quickly babbled as he approached the gloomy woman.
"Let him go, prepare other wands, we are leaving."
"Yes!"
'Such dense magical power, perception, and such a filigree mastery of wandless magic… where did this monster come from on our territory?!' Chen thought sullenly, biting her thumb nail. 'If he belonged to another group, I doubt I would have survived, which means the target was Weizh and his mask… although it is a pity to lose such a valuable artefact, life and information about him are much more important, I must tell the leader about him as soon as possible…'
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At the same time, outside the market, in a small Muggle alley, there was a man with short blond hair, yellow eyes, and a rather pleasant face that was distorted with anger.
"What?! How the hell did he recognize me and from where?! My disguise was perfect! No one knew I was here, not even the commander of the "Diamond" squad! The mask camouflaged everything, but how could he expose me?!" the leader of the "Black Star" hit the brick wall with his clenched fist again, "In addition to the loss of the artifact, such a deal fell through! Damn it!" a dull blow on the wall, "Damn it!" another blow, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Only after a few minutes did "Arnold" calm down and, ignoring the pain in his hand, began to think.
"Could it be that someone noticed when I changed my face and was chasing me all this time…? No, that can't be, I've always acted extremely carefully, then... the mask? The problem is the mask? Could it be that there was some vulnerability in it that I hadn't noticed before? It's quite possible, but... who cares, it's time to get out of here now, they know my real hair color and height..." running his hand over his head, he changed his hair colour to dark and quickly changed into simpler clothes.
"As soon as I find him, I won't leave a spot on his body that is not coloured with his blood!"
"Aww, why are you so cruel?" from the voice that sounded so sharply behind his back, the man jumped up and smeared his palm in the air, from which the brick wall, right before his eyes, began to disassemble and rush towards the source of the voice.
And at this time, the owner of the house, who at this time was calmly sitting on his toilet turned to look at the hovering bricks with his eyes as wide as galleons.
"You...!" the blond recognized the owner of the voice immediately, almost incinerating the stranger with his gaze.
"First let's not disturb people, and that also in such an important matter." having completely intercepted control of the "projectiles", he sent them back, starting to restore the wall.
"I apologise for the inconvenience caused." he nodded to the Muggle, before laying the last brick.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Leader, did you not recognize me?" he asked, making a surprised face.
"I ask for the last time, who are you?!" a wand appeared in the man's hand, the tip of which began to shine with a blood-red hue, and the pressure that it emitted would have made even Riddle and Albus feel ashamed.
"And if so?" running his hand over his face, he returned to his real appearance, at the sight of which, real shock was reflected in the eyes of the leader of the "Black Star".
"P-prince?!"
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