“…… Lie down like a sick person! Hermione stood beside the bed, pointing to the bed and stubbornly said, "Don't you think you're going to embarrass us all by standing in the doorway?" It's like you're here to visit? ”

As soon as Maca stepped into the room, she didn't even have time to say thank you when she was a little embarrassed by Hermione's call.

Yes, in principle, he is still a patient. Although he knew very well in his heart that he only fainted because of the overdraft of his magic power in the end, not because of any injury.

I remember that when he woke up from St. Mungo's hospital bed, he was surprised why he had been sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries at such great lengths. Because he just fainted, there was nothing wrong with his brain, and what kind of situation was before he fainted was all in his mind!

At that time...... That is, yesterday, he took the ancient magic mirror and moved directly to the deep mountains and old forests in Albania. It was inaccessible, and it was a relatively suitable place for such a terrible object to be temporarily housed.

After that, he used the remaining magic power to lay out a rune array in the dungeon based on the soul rune, and tried to seal the ancient mirror. But it wasn't until the final start of the sealing that he realized that this thing was by no means easy to ban.

The power of that ancient mirror was very powerful, and wave after wave of soul shocks seemed to be endless, and no matter how strong the seal was, it was impossible to completely seal it.

It's a pity that in order not to take any more risks, he didn't go to the ghost swamp in the United States to observe. If you look at it, you might even get some inspiration from its original sealing method.

In the end, although he opened the sealing array, it was really hard to say how long it would last. It seems that he will have to reinforce it again and again before he can find the correct and effective means of sealing.

Of course, the future can be put aside for the time being, after all, in any case, this incident can actually be said to have smoothed out two hidden dangers for Maca by the way. Voldemort and Greenwald were both lying dead, and the happiest was of course Maca, at least for him, the Bewilderment Monument and the broken mirror were temporarily safe.

Greatly relieved, Maca barely returned to Hogwarts and lost consciousness in the snow. If he hadn't told Professor McGonagall beforehand, he couldn't tell how long he would have been lying in the snow and ice!

Without mentioning this, Maca had to lie back on the hospital bed under Hermione's persistent persuasion. If I have to say, he does still have some injuries, but the damage caused by going back in time too much is not something that can be healed by lying in bed.

"Maka, how are you feeling now?" Mrs. Weasley didn't look as anxious as Hermione, and as soon as Maca lay down, she asked, "You can run to the next door, but your face doesn't look as good as you appear!" Look at you, you've lost weight......"

"Ma'am, I'm really fine." Maca shook her head helplessly and said, "I don't know my own situation yet?" It's just a little bit of a wound, and it doesn't have much of an impact. ”

"I don't see it that way!" Tonks said disapprehantly, "Tell me yourself, when have you ever been so embarrassed now?" You know, that's Voldemort and Greenwald! ”

"yes!" Ron exaggerated exclaimed, "The two generations of Dark Lords are planted in your hands!" ”

"Dumbledore would be proud of you if he knew." Even Lupin couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, they had muttered these words many times in private before when Maca was unconscious. And all the wizards in Hogwarts Castle at that time also made similar comments when they came out to watch.

"Everyone says you're the Dumbledore of this era!" Neville followed, "That's a ...... It's amazing! ”

But when Maca heard it, she had to smile bitterly.

Although he did have a plan to wipe out the two Dark Lords, there was a big mistake in the middle, so much so that he was torn apart by it. But really, a lot of times the process doesn't necessarily matter, as long as the result is good, people will be happy about it.

Therefore, even if one of the two Dark Lords abandoned his body and the other was buried by the pit dug by the former, it seems that neither of them has much to do with Maca. But after Maca's efforts, all the results went to him, which is a matter of course.

"I'm not as good as you think." Maca shrugged her shoulders and casually humbled herself.

He doesn't care, anyway, he spent a lot of energy from beginning to end, and it doesn't hurt to laugh at this credit. Because the truth is difficult to say clearly, if it is not clear, it is better not to say it directly.

"Maca, what was the situation? How did you fight the two Dark Lords......" Fred asked with interest.

"You duel with the two of them alone?" George then picked up the next sentence.

Maca thought about it, and was about to pick something to say to tell everyone, and by the way, he could also spread his modified version through their mouths. But he had barely spoken a few words, but he noticed that there seemed to be a wizard in the corridor outside who stopped in front of the door of the hospital room while walking.

As there was a knock on the door, a male voice followed from the outside into the ward.

"Mr. McLean?"

The voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded magnetic. Although the tone is polite, there is a sharp air in it, and just listening to the voice gives people a strong feeling.

"It's me," Maca recalled, realizing that she couldn't remember for a moment who the owner of the voice was, and it was obviously not an acquaintance, "the door is not locked, please come in." ”

As soon as the words fell, the other party unscrewed the door and walked in with large and rapid steps. Look at the neat way of action, as well as the good dress, he must be a vigorous and resolute big man.

"Are you...... Mr. Scrimgeur? Oh no, I should call you 'Minister' by now. Maca politely replied, "May I ask if the Minister of Magic is here to ask about yesterday's events?" ”

Mr. Naskrimge, whose full name is Rufus Scrimgeur, is the new Minister of Magic in the wake of Cornelius Fudge's mishap.

He has curly brown hair, eyebrows like two sharp knives, a pair of thin-rimmed glasses with gold hooks on the bridge of his nose, and a pair of piercing eyes hidden behind the glass. Even if he has a foot injury because of his past Auror career, he is inevitably a little lame, but he still walks step by step.

This guy used to be the head of the Auror Office, and he has always been very tough. When it comes to the principles of being a man, he is actually much more positive than Fudge, especially obsessed with eliminating dark wizards. It's a pity that he and Dumbledore often don't agree on the same thing, after all, their starting points were completely different from the beginning.

When Maca asked about the new minister's intentions, he shook his head.

"Yes, I'd love to find out how you managed to get rid of Voldemort and Greenwald together. But I'm here today because of something else......" Scrimgeour grimaced, but as usual with his businesslike demeanor, "but until then, please stay away from all of you here, I need to ...... with Mr. McLean, Mr. Porter, and Weasley Mr. Ronald Weasley and Miss Granger talk. ”

The room was clearly crowded with several "Mr. Weasleys", so much so that Scrimgeour had to correct his address so as not to have to bother with words if he couldn't say it clearly.

Hearing this, Maca frowned slightly and thought for a moment, and couldn't help but say tentatively, "Is it related to Professor Dumbledore?" ”

Scrimgeour nodded expressionlessly, but didn't answer specifically, presumably because everyone was still in the room.

With a slight guess in her mind, Maca nodded to the others. Lupin and Mrs. Weasley glanced at each other before beckoning everyone to leave the room for a while.

It didn't take long for the ward, which had been quite crowded, to be spacious again.

Seeing that they were all out, Scrimgeour suddenly took out his wand and carefully placed a silencer around the room. is worthy of being a wizard who is used to being an Auror, but his words and deeds are somewhat similar to Moody's at the beginning.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, are you here because Professor Dumbledore left a will?" After the other party finished arranging, Maca asked.

When he asked, the other three friends in the room were a little surprised. Professor Dumbledore made a will? When was it erected? And what does it have to do with a few of them?

"You know?" Scrimgeour looked at him hesitantly, "How would you know?" Albus Dumbledore hadn't spoken to anyone. ”

"Uh, I guess." Maca spread her hands and said, "Because it's about the same time." ”

"What time?" Scrimgeour frowned.

"What time is left?" Hermione snapped, "Professor Dumbledore must have left us something, and you held them up!" If it weren't for the thirty-one day deadline, you wouldn't be ready to send them over, would you? ”

When Scrimgeour heard this, he glanced at Hermione with the same expression.

"Under Article 13 of the Justified Confiscation Act, the Ministry of Magic has the right to inspect and confiscate illegal items that are the subject of a will." As he spoke, he looked at Maca again, "Of course, if there are no illegal items, the Ministry of Magic will naturally deliver them to the heirs within the deadline. ”