"Go in first! I'll have to go find the dean, Mr. Bornser, and I'll be back in a moment. ”

As they watched Maca slowly leave the hallway, Hermione and the others couldn't help but stop and glance at his back a few more times. To be honest, after listening to Normanwitt's words, they already felt Makana's more and more solemn mood.

And now, although Maca said that he was going to find the dean of St. Mungo, everyone thought that he might just want to find a place to be alone.

After everyone looked at each other, they pushed open the door in front of them and walked in one after another.

"Oh! Ron, Ginny! ”

The first to greet him was Percy, and it could be seen that his first reaction when he saw everyone was a slight sigh of relief. Needless to say, if he accidentally let his younger siblings have an accident because of his two stupid letters, he may not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Luckily, it seems that Ron and Ginny are fine.

"Percy?" As soon as Ron saw him walking towards this side with vague steps, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Merlin is on top...... You actually came to London alone, and found Fred and George before we did! ”

"yes!" Ginny also hurriedly leaned over and said, "Percy, how did you do that?" You see, you can't even walk! ”

"Oh, it's actually because I've walked so much today," Percy patted his leg, "I've recovered a lot, and I can even trot a few steps from time to time before I get out of the house...... Well, well! Although it doesn't seem like much to brag about, after all, I did do another stupid thing this time. ”

"No, it's not a 'stupid thing,'" Fred said in the back, "and we're really impressed...... It must be said that this is the first time you have acted like an older brother who is worried about the safety of his younger brothers. ”

Before the words fell, George continued on the side:

"Although you did run for nothing, my brother."

At this time, it was the twins' words that made everyone laugh, although there was still a little reluctance in everyone's smiles.

But, of course, Hermione could tell from the way Fred and George looked now that they had indeed changed a lot from before. Even though they still speak with a light and funny atmosphere, but now the two brothers are by their wife's side, and they no longer have the hippie smiling face of the past.

People grow, even for this pair of living treasures.

Just as Hermione was secretly sighing, she heard Ginny look left and right, and hurriedly said:

"What about Mom and Dad? Aren't they here? ”

"Oh, they went out to look for you before," Percy said, "but Lupin just got word that they're all in Diagon Alley by now. It's just that because the road is getting more and more dangerous, they can't come back for the time being...... Of course, rest assured, Diagon Alley is safe now. ”

"That's good," Ginny and Ron nodded their heads at the words, "...... That's good. ”

"Anyway, let's sit down and rest for a while!" Fred beckoned, "You look tired...... Also, tell us about what's going on out there? How did you get here......"

Seeing that they began to get together and exchange their experiences, the trench-clad wizard who had been standing in the doorway paused slightly, and suddenly left the ward silently as if he did not want to disturb their conversation.

……

The hallway outside the ward was busy, with patients and nurses coming and going. Maca walked in the middle of it, and every now and then she had to avoid it, because she didn't walk very fast.

He had already met his old acquaintance Lockhart when he came up before, and he also saw that the other party seemed to enjoy this kind of life.

I have to say, that guy is really one of the few people who can still enjoy himself in this situation. I don't know if he really has a big heart? is still deliberately anesthetizing himself with that smile.

After a short time, Maca followed the stairs to the rest area on the sixth floor, and found a free place to sit down.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the floors below, there are significantly fewer people coming here. With no one to bother, Maca quickly fell into a slightly confused contemplation.

In fact, he still has the preparation in advance.

Since he had already guessed that when the big stone in the sky fell, Helbo would inevitably make some moves, so he also prepared some countermeasures early.

But he never expected that Helbo would most likely have already gathered a volume of the summoning technique of "Abatheel".

What exactly is the so-called "Demon Summoning"? He really didn't know anything about it.

Suddenly, Maca thought of the mental confusion of the "beast" he had just met outside the entrance to St. Mungo, and some plausible conjectures arose in his mind.

As mentioned before, ancient summoning is divided into two categories: "spirit summoning" and "demon summoning", and the former is mainly a summoning theory with matter as the main body and spirit as the core.

Yes, Transfiguration is a branch of this theory.

So, is the other category of summoning that corresponds to spirit summoning being some kind of magical theory with spirit as the main subject?

Although it is possible to speculate a little according to the theoretical possibility, it is difficult for Maca to imagine what the "Demon Summoning Technique" actually is.

In particular, in some ancient texts, he also found that ancient wizards often regarded these two summoning classifications as completely different systems, which shows that it is very likely that the two do not have the same relative relationship as he analyzed above.

With almost no clues, no matter how much he could guess, it was difficult for him to figure out why.

Just as Maca was thinking to herself worriedly, a figure suddenly appeared from the side of the stairs, causing him to stop thinking for a moment, and then turn his head.

"Why are you here?"

Maca smiled lightly as she looked at the trench-robed wizard who was walking towards her.

"Let me guess, is Hermione worried about me again?"

"No," the other shook his head slightly, "though I think she must be worried about you...... Including Miss Lovegood, they should have been, but no one showed it this time. ”

"Oh," Maka said with a shrug, "they're so understanding. ”

Yes, what he needed now was a quiet where he could calm his mind and think, and the presence of Hermione and Luna here would only add to his worries.

"What about you?" After a pause, Maca looked at the other party and said, "Why did you come along, do you have any suggestions for me?" ”

Although he often deliberately didn't care about the existence of this trench coat wizard, he never forgot for a moment some of the reasons why the other party appeared in front of him.

This witch, whose identity is unknown to everyone, is undoubtedly a key.

"Suggestions?" But I heard the other party say in a daze, "Hmm...... I don't think so, Mr. McLean, I just wanted to see you. ”

Listening to that surprisingly pleasant voice, Maca didn't know what to say. After a moment, he slowly shook his head and asked:

"I wanted to ask before, why did you suddenly not hide your voice?"

“…… Because it's not needed anymore. ”

The other party seemed to purse her lips, and it sounded like some words might have lingered in her heart for a long time, but in the end she still couldn't confide them.

After a little hesitation, Maca watched her walk to the window, looking at the scenery outside, and gradually became obsessed, the windows here were the same as those of the Ministry of Magic, they were all enchanted, and the London they reflected was not as rich as the gray fog outside, it was still so fresh.

It's a pity that this beauty is more subtle cruelty when compared to everything I saw before I came in just now.

While the fighting was going on outside, they might as well have gone out to help. At least, although that is likely to be a futility to cure the symptoms rather than the root cause, it will make them feel better.

However, Maca just looked at the "blue sky" outside, and was once again immersed in difficult thinking.

It must be said that if even he gave up thinking, then this disaster, which is about to become more and more serious, may not have room to turn around.

……

While Maca was on the sixth floor of St. Mungo, looking out the window wordlessly with the trench-clad wizard, the changes in the city continued inexorably.

Like Pansy's friend Illuri, when the hidden dangers of the magical ritual erupted in the bodies of many cultists, she was obviously not as lucky as Pansy, and she happened to have a powerful helper by her side who could uninfluence her.

In the lowest dungeon of the Ministry of Magic, Iruli's eyes were already cloudy black, and her beastly instincts made her desperate to break open the door and escape from this dark and cold place.

"Bell"

Suddenly, I saw her slam her fist on the solid iron fence again, even though her hands were already full of blood, she still didn't realize it.

I have to say that compared to other "cultists" outside, she is lucky.

In her body, the remnants of the fairy blood exert a strange power invisibly, so that she will not be completely controlled by the irascible instincts like the "beast" that Maca encountered.

She just knocked on the enchanted iron door, swaying between reason and instinct, fighting herself again and again.

Fortunately, since the Ministry of Magic no longer had anyone to take care of the dungeon, there was no one to break her state of self-struggle, which barely gave her a chance to regain her heart.

"Bell"

The sound of heavy knocking echoed again and again in this uninhabited dungeon, as if it would never stop.