The things that should be explained have been explained, and then the next step is the warm godfather and son reminiscence. Maca sat next to Buckbeak, quietly watching Sirius and Harry, but she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It wasn't until half past three in the afternoon that Harry and the others left the cave at Sirius' urging.

"Uh...... Maka, aren't you leaving? Harry looked at Maca, who was still seated.

"I have something to do in a while, you guys go back first!" Maca waved her hand.

Of course he has something. To put it bluntly, this time he came to Sirius only by the way, and what happened at night was the real purpose of his running out today.

"What else will happen in a moment? Need my help? Sirius asked casually.

"No, it's just going to meet two people." Maca smiled casually, "After all, the plan has been terminated, and some things have to be put to the end with some work." ”

It was an understatement to hear Maca, but Sirius knew it in his heart—where was it easy to do with that plan?

"Two people?" Sirius then asked, "Who are they?" ”

"It's all 'over there,' Lucius Malfoy, and old Avery." Maca, "It's all the ones who are in charge of Voldemort, and I asked them to help me keep an eye on Voldemort's movements." ”

"It's the two of them?" Sirius looked at Maca in surprise and said, "Can they listen to you?" ”

"As long as there is enough interest, coupled with strength and deterrence, smart people know what to do......" Marka smiled hesitantly, "Voldemort himself is a half-blood. He can get so many pure-blood families to do things for him, relying on the promotion of pure-blood beliefs, and pure and powerful dark forces, isn't he? ”

"yes...... The argument of pure-blood supremacy can make more benefits for those old wizarding families, including the Black family......" Sirius said in annoyance, "You also used this to convince them?" ”

"Hey...... With this kind of tangible benefit to gain the support of those pure-blood families, it is no wonder that few of Voldemort's Death Eaters are absolutely loyal," Maca chuckled, "Voldemort is indeed very ambitious, and he understands the benefits of winning people's hearts. But what about his methods...... Greenwald was clearly much smarter than he was. ”

"Greenwald?" Sirius thought for a moment and said, "I remember, he preached ......"

"It's a series of regulations against the protection of Muggles," Marka continued, "and he took advantage of the fact that the few Ministries of Magic regulations were not perfect, and he really won the hearts and minds of many elite people in the wizarding world. And his actions were to strike a psychological balance for all wizards - the protections against Muggles at that time were indeed a bit overdone. ”

"What about you?" Sirius asked curiously, "How did you convince Lucius and Avery to turn over to you?" ”

"It's not on my side," Maca shook her head, "I don't need them to fall over my side - I don't have to dominate the wizarding world, I just give them a choice......

"What choice?"

"I asked them a question at the time: I hoped that the number of wizards in the wizarding world would become smaller and smaller, and eventually their family business would lose money and become an ordinary family in name only; I still hope that there will be more and more so-called half-bloods and mudbloods, so that their Divine Twenty-Eight will be glorious again-"

Speaking of this, Maca smiled and said, "You know, the current wizarding world is not as good as it was in ancient times...... Ever since wizards and Muggles were completely separated, the power of those pure-blood families has been shrinking. In fact, they all understand that when the so-called 'high class' does not have the support of the bottom, it is only a matter of time before it collapses. ”

“…… Therefore, the reason why they are on Voldemort's side is only to use Voldemort's power to remind the wizarding world, just because Voldemort is too powerful, and now it ......is difficult to ride a tiger," Sirius said thoughtfully, "But aren't you helping those pure-blood families continue to be powerful?" ”

"Hmph, even if I don't interfere, do you think they really can't do it?" Maca shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently, "My appearance just gave them a chance to get out of Voldemort's side!" Once Voldemort fails, they'll surely slip away faster than anyone else – just like they did more than a decade ago. ”

"However, it will not be easy for those families to regain their former glory...... What the wizarding world will be like in the future, no one knows. ”

With that, Maca looked at the sky outside the cave, looking at the clouds rolling in the blue sky, and was a little trance for a while.

Oh, yes! What will the wizarding world look like in the future?

In the past, he was also troubled by the fact that the future had deviated from expectations. But now, he really hopes that every step that follows is unknown.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Maca dressed up in advance and arrived at the pig's head bar in Hogsmeade Village.

Maca has been here many times, but this little pub that is hundreds of years old is still so cramped and dirty.

Several of the windows here were covered with a thick layer of dirt that barely let in the light, and some candles were lit on the rough wooden tables.

Everything here is dirty, from the floor to the roof, and even the bottles of butterbeer have a thick layer of dust. Even the cloth in the boss's hand to wipe the wine glasses was the same.

"Butterbeer." Maca sat down at the bar, her voice hoarse.

To be honest, customers who are willing to come to the pig's head bar generally have some private affairs that cannot see the light, so few people go to the bar to sit. Like now, Maca was sitting there alone, and it seemed a little abrupt.

"Huh?"

The owner of the pig's head bar was tall, with a full head of white hair and a white beard scattered behind his back and chest. Although he was only sloppy, because of his strong physique and sharp eyes, others thought that he was just rude and unruly.

In Maka's words, he looks more like a Viking berserker with a two-handed axe than a wizard who fools people with magic.

The boss glanced at Maca, then casually took a bottle of Butterbeer from the back shelf and placed it in front of Maca along with a wine glass.

"Clean it up." Maca took out her wand and lit it on her glass, before she opened the butterbeer and poured it in.

The bottles here are dirty, but the taste is pure. Maca gulped several sips, and suddenly, a buttery aroma spread in the mouth and nasal cavity, making people feel intoxicated.

He liked the low-sugar butterbeer that was characteristic of the Hog's Head Bar, not as sweet as the one in the Three Broomsticks, and could be drunk several times in a row.

"It's a little too cheap for two silver drinks," Maca sighed, wiping the foam from her mouth, "it's a little too cheap." ”

"Then count as a bottle of three of you." The boss didn't raise his eyelids and said authentically.

"You're sitting on the ground, boss?" Maca raised her eyebrows, "I'll give four sicos, can you give a message?" ”

The boss glanced at him again, then replied, "One Galleon." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Maca flicked his hand, and a golden galleon arced through the air, landing accurately on the polishing wine glass in his hand, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Deal." Maca said decisively.

The boss picked up the gold galleon from the cup and threw it into the small drawer containing coins under the bar.

"Ask! Just ask one, and I'll tell you if I know, and forget if you don't know. ”

Obviously, even if you don't get an answer, the gold galleon will definitely not come back.

"Of course, you must know that...... I just wanted to ask......" Maka laughed, "where are the goats, and why do you like them so much?" ”

The boss stared at him for a long time, and then snorted coldly: "Because their meat is delicious!" ”

"Give me back the Golden Galleons." Maca spread her hands.

"Albus called you?" The boss threw the wine glass in his hand on the bar and snorted.

"He did mention you to me, but this time it has nothing to do with him." Maca whispered, "I made an appointment to come here today to talk about things, and by the way, I came to you to get acquainted." ”

"Then sit somewhere else," the boss said with a wave of his hand like a fly, "go, don't get in the way here." ”

The owner of the Hog's Head Bar was none other than Dumbledore's younger brother, Aberforth Dumbledore, a wizard who was especially fond of goats and even committed crimes against them.

Truth be told, Maca was curious - what exactly did he do to the goats?

A short time later, two wizards in broad cloaks and hoods pushed open the door to the pig's head bar and appeared in Maca's sight.

At this moment, Maca was already sitting at the round table in the room, and when she saw the people waiting for her, she knocked on the table casually.

The two sneaky wizards immediately heard the voice, and they looked at each other, then walked together to the table where Maca was shrunk and sat down in silence.

"Would you like some wine first?" Maca was the first to speak in that hoarse voice.

"No need, just leave." One of them almost reached the middle of the table, and he lowered his voice and said, "What happened that day?" Why didn't you show up? It's not going to be good over there......"

"Yes, a lot of people are thinking about how to redeem that failure, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when the Lord - when that person comes back." Another wizard followed.

Maca shook her head and asked calmly, "What?" He hasn't come back yet? ”

"That's right...... Moreover, no one knows when he will suddenly appear in front of everyone, this kind of day is not easy! ”

It can be heard that when the other party said this, there was a strong bitterness in his tone.

"You don't have to worry about that," said Maca, "you haven't done anything to betray you anyway, so what's there to worry about?" You know, he's short of manpower right now! ”