"Teacher, I came into contact with a guy named Martin some time ago - he also seems to be an apprentice to you, Teacher. So, according to the teacher's request last time, I kept an eye on him in secret for a while, but ......"

In a hut on a deserted beach, a small figure sits in the bedroom. And on the wall opposite the figure, the eyes of the figure in the portrait flickered with black flames.

"Martin ......"

The person on the canvas suddenly spoke, but saw that his whole body was still unmoving, only a pair of lips opened and closed slightly, and a chilling hollow voice came out.

I could only hear the voice repeat the name, and then soon said quietly:

"You don't have to keep an eye on this man, he's different from other apprentices, and he has another use for me. Well, besides him, the other apprentices you continue to monitor, if necessary...... As my assigned watchman, it's up to you to decide whether or not to get rid of some of the useless people. ”

"Yes, I see, Teacher!"

Also, remember to err on the side of caution...... I can keep that McLean from having much time to dive into the secret changes in the wizarding world, but if you do something too conspicuous, I don't think you can get away with it. Hum...... I have to say, compared to that young man, you little guys are still far behind...... Don't be careless. ”

The short wizard was silent for a few seconds, as if unconvinced, but finally nodded honestly.

“…… Be. ”

However, the owner of the voice in the portrait did not seem to have heard his answer at all, and the pair of black flame eyes had already dimmed long before he was silent.

The short wizard sat in front of the frame for a while, and when he saw that the portrait in the painting was no longer moving, he lifted his hood and hammered it on the bedside table with his backhand, making a muffled "thud".

"Isn't that Maca McLean? Although that kid is indeed a genius, he doesn't make me feel like a ...... It seems that in front of that guy, it's just a pile of garbage that can be discarded at any time, right? ”

With that, he slammed again, then stood up and left the bedroom with a disgruntled expression.

Apparently, the dwarf wizard was the same dwarf he had last met Martin at the Dragon Bar on the Black Market.

Because he was born with a vision of the soul, he had more favor in front of Helmo than the other apprentices, and even gained the right to spy on and even dispose of disobedient colleagues.

To be honest, this power is indeed very large—although in Helbo's opinion, it may not make much difference whether he has more apprentices or fewer apprentices.

The dwarf wizard who had walked outside stood in the humble living room for a moment, sulking for a few more minutes, and then took a wooden cup and scooped a glass of water from the bucket outside the house.

It can be seen that he doesn't seem to have much demand for his life. When you are thirsty, you drink a glass of water, when you are hungry, you eat some bread to satisfy your hunger, and there are almost no daily necessities in the place where you live.

It must be said that no one who came here to see such a scene would have imagined that this dwarf wizard was a brilliant person who was proficient in both potions and modern alchemy.

Of course, the reason why this guy studied both disciplines at the same time was not for the sake of Jin Galleon.

In fact, he only delved into them in order to find a way to solve the root cause of his innate defects.

Unfortunately, even if he tried to turn himself into a werewolf, he could only transform into a "dwarf werewolf" on a full moon night - a little taller than he normally would, but only a little, nothing more.

For this reason, he had to prepare himself with enough wolf poison potion every month on weekdays, which was really worth the loss.

Until, when he wanders around the beach one night to dispel the depression he has accumulated from his magical studies, Helbo appears.

After only three days at his house, Helbo was able to easily improve the shortcomings in his bloodline.

Now, he can maintain a normal physique for at least five days a month, and this time is still being extended as his blood and body fit.

When he finally got his wish, he naturally felt an incomparable sense of gratitude to Helmo, and his talent was really outstanding, so Helmo took him in as an apprentice before leaving.

Seriously, just listening to the process of this acquaintance is really a good story. But unfortunately, the two protagonists in this story are not good people.

Helmo doesn't need to mention it, just the dwarf wizard.

Perhaps it is because he has been discriminated against since he was a child, so that he has gradually developed a particularly distorted set of values. If someone treats him well, he may not appreciate it; But if someone treats him badly, he will definitely pay it back.

And what's worse is that he is not only short-tempered, but also extremely jealous. Even for those who are not as good as himself, he can always find something superior to himself from the other party, and no matter how bad it is, there is a natural gap that can be used for him to hate the other party.

Therefore, it is not an easy task for Helpo to make him feel sincerely grateful.

Right now, he couldn't help but be annoyed by the jealousy of Maca, and even more angry was the admiration that his respected teacher, Helpo, had for that McLean.

Is it true that I can't compare to that kid anywhere?

As usual, he staggered along the rocky beach, kicking the pebbles at his feet as he went, imagining them all as the hated Maca McKellen.

"No, I heard that McLean didn't know anything about alchemy...... At least my alchemy skills must be much better than his! ”

But when he thought about it, there really wasn't much about modern alchemy that could make him proud. Aside from the deceased Nicol Lemay, where else is there a true master of alchemy?

As a wizard who had studied modern alchemy in depth, he knew this all too well.

"Damn—"

Suddenly he stretched out his foot and kicked a piece of shell far into the water, and he took a few deep breaths as he stood still.

No matter how hot his temper is, he knows when to make trouble and when to stop, if he didn't have this endurance, he wouldn't have achieved what he is now.

You know, whether it's potions or alchemy, you can't be patient!

After sorting out his thoughts, his angry face suddenly calmed down, only there was still a trace of coldness and viciousness in his eyes.

"Those two purebloods who always ignore the teacher's orders...... I'm going to take you out for a moment today. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw his body twist for a while, and he disappeared on the beach.

……

As Helbo got the formation that guided the meteorite to fall to the door of Hogwarts, Maca spent a lot of time and energy trying to deal with it.

As Helbo told the dwarf wizard, it was he who kept Maca in check, which allowed apprentices such as Martin to act in the shadows.

However, even so, the power of the Order of the Phoenix is not an ornament.

Since Dumbledore handed over the force he had formed to Maca, it had undergone a lot of adjustments. There are old members who quit and new members who join.

Overall, the main staff is indeed much less than Dumbledore was back then, but Maca has co-opted more ordinary members under the Order of the Phoenix.

Today, the Order of the Phoenix is home to the most common scouts rather than combatants. Not to mention anything else, just Lupin and Sirius, who were originally hiding in the shadows, are now both working Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, which shows that Maca attaches a surprising importance to the value of "eyes".

Therefore, it is really not easy to avoid the sight of the Order of the Phoenix nowadays.

That evening, in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, Lupin was doing his old job of sorting out the intelligence he had recently gathered from various sources.

"Sirius, don't be idle there! Now there are more and more materials, and I can't finish sifting through them even if I'm busy all night...... If you don't have anything to do, come and help me get rid of some of it! ”

"Huh?"

Sirius, who was sitting on the couch at the other end, crossed his legs, shook his coffee cup in his hand, and shook his head lazily.

"Don't do it...... I spent the night outside yesterday, and I can't sleep today, and now I'm sleepy! Do you want me to help you with sobering pills? ”

"Is there anything that doesn't work?" Lupin flipped through the papers on the table and said without raising his head, "Drinking too much can make Maca detoxify you, but it's just a few days of stomach diarrhea...... Well? ”

As he was talking casually, he suddenly sighed as if he had seen something of value in the intelligence materials.

After a moment, he picked up his pen and began to write quickly on the document.

"That's it!" Lupin said distractedly as he wrote, "You don't have to work for me anymore...... Lo and behold, the task you're responsible for has already come to your door! ”

After hurriedly writing a line, he picked up the wand on the table and waved it at Sirius, and the information automatically floated in front of the other party with his movements.

"Make a copy of it yourself after reading it, and then put the original in Kingsley's file basket for me - you know which one!"

Sirius, who was cross-legged, immediately took the information casually, frowned and looked through it carefully. And by the time he had read it all, his brow was visibly furrowed.

After a while, Sirius, who was in thought, couldn't help but snort softly and muttered to himself:

"At this juncture...... Dead? ”

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