Chapter 247: Robbery at Diagon Alley!
Friday, 5 December 1986
03:05 pm
"So the books are still there somewhere in England, then?" Darcie asked, her eyes shining brilliantly.
"No one knows," Madam Villanelle shook her head. "One of the three original books was last seen in the 1700s near North Berwick. A few hardcore Warlocks are searching for it."
There was no question about why they were still searching for them, and it was apparent that the search might last forever. Darcie believed the nature of such books, and the material they contained, was worth every moment spent in their search.
Madam Villanelle shut the book in her lap then. It was a thick book with hard black and brown covers. Its title - Daemonologie, In Forme of a Dialogue: the Magical Truth, glistened silver against gold.
They had started their studies in European Witchcraft and folklore two days ago. And with Darcie devouring the knowledge like a depthless mire, even though the sessions had lasted only for 2 to 3 hours, they soon found themselves face to face with an old myth that had been inspiring wizardry researchers, authors, and had assisted in the creation of contemporary witchcraft.
The original book, Daemonologie, In Forme of a Dialogue, written by the high and mighty prince, James I by the grace of the God King of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, listed a plethora of magical creatures, including demonic rituals to call them to the real world under one's control.
The Book, as of now, stood lost in the river of time but was not forgotten.
"Is the chiaroscuro woodcut, The Witches, by the muggle artist, Hans Baldung, inspired by this?" Darcie asked, remembering a particular relief she had seen at her home.