104. The Shaman With An Undefended Brain

Aurelius sat on a stone bench, with a stone table in front of him. Chess Pieces were already arranged, and two Cups of tea had been served.

Aurelius wasn't surprised by his appearance. After all, he had already been surprised earlier.

This was the first time he learned about the existence of Chinese wizards in Grindelwald's witchcraft party.

Sochoro had white hair and a childish face. His eyes were bright, but his negative aura made him look sinister.

He wore a flower feather on his head, a pearl around his neck, and a mismatched gown. His outfit seemed out of place among the Western-style buildings surrounding him.

Upon appearing, he walked confidently in all directions, displaying his power.

It was evident that this person had undergone strict etiquette training, and his walking style was ingrained in him, resembling the kind of royal etiquette found in palace compounds.

This old man had an unusual background!

Aurelius remained expressionless and sighed internally.

He picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cup in front of him, smiling in his eyes. "It seems like the old gentleman is quite worried."

Sochoro narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold voice. "Do barbarians from overseas also understand Chinese customs? Wearing a crown with a monkey's head is nothing but a joke!"

"Hahaha! Alright, alright, old gentleman, please have a seat." Aurelius couldn't help but feel happy and extended his hand in greeting. He adjusted his robe and sat across from Aurelius.

"I would like to know the old gentleman's family name," Aurelius inquired.

"I am Sochoro Jingsi."

Sochoro? No wonder!

Aurelius understood and asked, "May I ask which sect you belong to, sir?"

"Do you also know about the gateway to the East? I am the Shaman of Jinshan."

Aurelius nodded in agreement.

"If you are a guest from afar, the host should go first."

"No need for small talk. Since you know I am watching you, you might as well be direct. What is the reason you want to see me?" Suo Chuoluo didn't mince his words and lacked typical Eastern subtlety.

"Alright, then let me be frank with you. Grimmson is part of your group, isn't he?" As soon as Aurelius finished speaking, Sochoro frowned.

"You don't have to answer. I just want to know whether his position in the British Ministry of Magic has been compromised."

Sochoro shook his head. "I don't know, this Grimmson."

Aurelius looked at Sochoro's composed demeanor and asked, "Sir, you are not a member of the Alliance Party, are you?"

Although it was a question, Aurelius was quite certain. There is no doubt that Grimmson is a follower of Grindelwald. This is the plot of the previous life movie. I have only been in this world for less than a year. For such a long-term thing, I should not be able to flap my wings that fast.

Either Sochoro was not a member of the Alliance Party, or Grimmson had a special identity that not only ordinary people didn't know about, but probably no one except Grindelwald.

There are only these two possibilities, so regardless of Aurelius' words, he is just touching on one possibility.

"Those who are not of my race must have different minds," Sochoro snorted.

"..." This old thing is too salty!

"Did Grindelwald know that you slandered him so much?" Aurelius couldn't hold back and asked.

"What's wrong with saying that? I've always been straightforward, even in front of him, I would say the same thing," Sochoro said arrogantly.

"...." Okay, you are awesome.

"Then I'm really curious, what is the relationship between the old gentleman and Grindelwald? Cooperation? That's for sure, but what's the content?" Aurelius asked.

Sochoro laughed, "Why do I have to tell you?"

Aurelius' expression froze, he raised his eyes and stared at Sochoro, and soon he started laughing.

"Mr. Sochoro tell Mr. Grindelwald that I had prepared a banquet at home and waiting for his arrival."

Aurelius stood up and left, and the table, stool, chess game, and teacups were scattered like sand blown by the wind.

Sochoro's face looked confused.

This meeting was confusing, and Aurelius's various behaviors showed that he had something to ask.

But now he has the answer.

Sochoro recalled every sentence he just said, feeling a little confused.

Did Aurelius get his answer?

Absolutely!

Aurelius did not expect that this old guy, who seemed difficult to deal with, had almost no defense in his brain.

Aurelius had to know about Grimmson's situation, so he even used his last resort when Sochoro deliberately refused to cooperate - to forcibly search his mind.

In Aurelius's opinion, at Sochoro's age, even with a little talent, he should be able to detect Legilimency. He was ready to fight Sochoro.

Unexpectedly, Sochoro didn't notice at all. This sounds outrageous.

Sochoro is very powerful. He possesses two kinds of supernatural powers, a wizard and a shaman. He has extraordinary talent and a lifetime of knowledge. Aurelius might be able to defeat him based on strength alone, but Sochoro's methods become more and more demonic as he gets older. That's also endless.

But unfortunately, he doesn't understand the spirit. From Sochoro's recollection, Aurelius stumbled upon Grimmson, but Sochoro remained silent. He truly did not know Grimmson's identity or who Grimmson even was.

This elderly man is wicked and collaborates with Grindelwald to achieve restoration.

Jinshan Shaman has a strong affiliation with the previous dynasty, and he comes from a noble family, so it's only natural for him to possess such views.

Apart from Grindelwald, he had no concern for the other witches.

"Why would the British Ministry of Magic suddenly come after me when I haven't been exposed?" Aurelius pondered.

Fortunately, there was still some news available: Aurelius knew the unfortunate individual who was killed by his magical trap.

It was indeed one of Grimmson's subordinates, and because of that, Grindelwald gave surveillance duties to Sochoro.

"I'm truly petty. I have no intention of fleeing," Aurelius sighed. This is the reality of society.

In Western society, contracts hold significant weight. At best, it implies adhering to the terms of the contract, but at worst, trust cannot be granted unless the agreement is put into writing.

Wizards are inevitably influenced by this as well.

Therefore, when Aurelius made the casual remark about inviting Grindelwald to dine with him in three days, Grindelwald appeared outwardly gracious, but in reality, he added a few precautions.

Aurelius, who hailed from future generations, held an equal level of suspicion and wouldn't easily trust someone's character.

"It seems we'll have to wait until tonight to gather more detailed information from Grindelwald."