"It probably is," he told her. "Some French roasts can have a bitter edge to them, but dark chocolate has less of a sugar content. So it could well be a combination of the two. Personally, I prefer my cappuccinos to have less sugar, but that's just my personal preference. Everybody's different. If you want it sweeter, I would make a simple syrup so you can be sure the sugar is all dissolved and then just pour a wee bit into your coffee as you like it. Some people will probably prefer it without it being sweet. In fact, a lot of cappucinos are sold without sugar at all. So you might want to cool the simple syrup and then get one of those squeeze bottles out of the pantry and put the simple syrup in it. People can just squeeze some into their cup of they want some."
Michael dropped off the boys behind a crypt and gave them very clear instructions on what they could and could not do. Once he had them settled, and he had cast a protection spell around them, Michael apparated back to the graves where Marcus and Jack were.
"Okay, our ghosts are in place. Let's do this. I think some combined Defodio spells should do the trick. Shall we?"
When they were all united, they cast defodio spells to unearth the caskets. Michael expected, honestly to see just the remnants of plain wood caskets, but that isn't what they found. There were huge, heavy crypts made of granite.
"What in the name of Merlin is that?" Marcus frowned.
"That, my boy, is a pair of granite vaults. And, back then, these would have been top of the line," Michael said.
"Wait, wait, wait. These are listed as paupers graves. So why are these here?"
"Because, as Robert surmised, there is a whole lot of fishy business going on with these deaths," Michael said. He lit his wand and shined it down into the graves. "Wait! Don't touch them. Nobody try to go down there. Just a moment." He laid down on the ground at the edge of the hole to look closer.
"Reveal!" Michael cast another spell. Eerie green circles, the size and shapes of coins lit up on various places on the vaults. Some of them had what looked like snakes that started to lift up from the coins and readied themselves into striking positions. "Well, I'll be. I haven't seen those since I was, oh, maybe in my early 20's. Look at these, Boys. You know what these are? These are, basically, an ancient dark magic form of a security system. They're pretty rudimentary but if someone tries to destroy them, they will alert whoever made them that someone's tinkering with them. And, you see these little magical cobras? These little nasty bastards are made by some dark arts alchemist using actual cobra venom and infusing it into the coins. So, when someone starts tinkering with the coins, they will be bitten by these little tiny bastards-with a full dose of adult cobra venom. Lovely, aren't they?" Michael sighed, frustrated.
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