The Muggle mutation that began in the Ministry of Magic dungeon and ended in the Ministry of Magic dungeon seemed to have put an end to the series of disasters caused by Helpo.

After that, it was as if the British wizarding world had completely escaped the gaze of the ancient dark wizard, and everyone's life seemed to be gradually getting back on track, whether it was a wizard or a Muggle.

Only the occasional news about the African magical world that pops up in the major newspapers and magazines will make people vaguely remember the unhappiness of the past.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

However, even if Helbo seems to have set his sights entirely on Africa, and has not been tossing around in the UK lately, Maca will not slack off.

Because he vaguely felt that things would not end so simply.

With Helbo's dedication to his magical path, sooner or later he would stealthily extend his claws to this side again. Or maybe the guy will come over every now and then to see the best time to do it.

Regardless, at least to make sure everything is in order in the UK, there's more to be done for Maca.

For example, even though he is no longer a professor of ancient magic at Hogwarts, he still has to go back to school today to discuss something with Professor McGonagall.

"Hey, I said! It's been warm these days, and we're back from the island - I think you should change out of that trench coat, right? Wouldn't you feel bored if you always dress yourself up like a sardine wrapped in a pie? ”

"No, that's good...... Thank you. ”

On the road in front of Hogwarts, Maca was walking slowly with the trench-clad wizard.

As Maca said, the weather today is really good.

You can see that the sky is almost as blue as a wash, and the breeze unique to spring blows from the direction of the lakeside, stirring the hair between the necks of the two people.

On the other side of the hill, the flowers that Professor Sprout had just sprinkled last year were already blooming in patches. Just take a few breaths of air and you can smell the fragrance that fills the road.

To be honest, if it weren't for the important things to do when she came back today, Maca couldn't help but want to stop here for a while.

Of course, even so, he had deliberately chosen to appear a little farther away, rather than directly at the school gate as before.

"Even though the wind on the island is quite pleasant. But even after six years of breathing in the fresh air on the shores of mountains and lakes, I still don't get bored at all! ”

"And how long are you going to stay here this time?" The wizard in the trench coat casually asked, "Those Muggles are still on the island, and you've only been there for a few hours, aren't you worried about their problems at all?" ”

Hearing this, Maca waved her hand as she walked:

"It's all right, it's guarded by wizarding towers, powerful magical creatures of ancient times, and hidden magic that covers the entire island. It's really impossible to get in from the outside, and you can't get out from the inside......"

“…… And," the trench-robed wizard suddenly added, "there was something strange in the tower—what was in that room, and why did you take me there so many times and never let me in?" ”

Seeing that the other party asked this question again, Maca could only shrug her shoulders.

"Anyway, it's not going to be a good thing!"

After half a month of getting along, even kittens and dogs can almost be raised, let alone a big living person.

Although for some reason, Maca never pursued the identity of this mysterious wizard, but the two felt much more familiar when they spoke.

And this trench coat wizard no longer has the same desire to talk and stop at the beginning, as if he has slowly put the things that should be forgotten for the time being in the deepest part of his heart.

"Oh, yes—"

At the moment when she finally came to the door of Hogwarts, Maca seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly turned her head sideways and said:

"I'll see Professor McGonagall in a moment, don't say too much, I'll introduce yourself for you...... People are not like me, and it is impossible for them to understand what you are doing this hidden move. ”

"Ahh......h

"And!" Maca then continued, "Maybe you don't know it yourself, but in fact, your disguise is really terrible, is it suspicious to be unclear? ”

Seeing that Maca went to lift the protective spell on the school gate after finishing speaking, the trench coat wizard couldn't help but look down at his outfit.

A trench coat that was too large to fit well, a wide-brimmed round hat that was pressed very low, and a pair of old, dark boots. If you take a closer look, it's really a combination that you can't help but glance at wherever you go.

“…… Is it really bad? ”

"Come here!"

The trench coat wizard was still pondering, but he heard Maca greet at the door, so he had to stop worrying about his costume and walked forward.

When Demaca restored the school gate to its original state, the two stepped onto a green vestibule lawn. And just ahead, Hogwarts Castle still stands, as rugged and powerful as ever.

It was just before noon, and the young wizards were still in class.

As Hagrid turned the space left by Maca during the Christmas event into a new classroom for the Magical Beasts Protection class, there are no more students who have been taking classes outdoors in previous years.

Right now, all Maca could see was a wide and uninhabited school yard.

"Just right, then let's go directly to the principal's office and wait for Professor McGonagall in the headmaster's office while there is no one!" He only glanced at it, and quickly said, "We need to hurry up, the third period is about to end." ”

As she said this, Maca quickened her pace, and led the trench-clad wizard behind her straight through the lawn of the vestibule and into the main entrance of the castle.

"Oh! Here comes McLean—here comes McLean—"

No sooner had she entered the foyer than Maca heard a voice that would not surprise her in the slightest. As soon as he looked up, he immediately saw Peeves grimacing at him with a strange grin.

"Be quiet, Peeves!"

Maca wasn't interested in paying attention to it, after all, some people were crazy about this trickster, and the more people cared about it, the more it loved to play tricks.

With a wave of his hand, Maca flew the guy to the other end of the hallway with a scream of "oops", and he immediately beckoned the trench coat wizard to go to the doorway on the side.

Behind him, the trench-clad wizard seemed to be a little concerned about Peeves, and as he walked, he looked back a few more times.

"Don't look at it, it's just a poltergeist born with the school! The mental pressure of generations of young wizards has gathered into such a small thing, and they are mischievous in the castle all day long...... But seriously, the Hogwarts students have been under a lot of pressure! ”

Maca explained casually, not stopping, and in a short time led the trench-clad wizard down the spiral staircase behind the gargoyle to the door of the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Click."

As he reached out and shook his hand in front of the doorknob, the door opened.

"Isn't this the Headmaster's Office? Can you open the door? The trench-robed wizard suddenly wondered.

Maca nodded.

"yes!" He said, "The previous Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, gave me the spell to open the door...... Of course, I don't usually need it. ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked left and right in the headmaster's room, and a complicated smile appeared on his face.

Recall that the Sorting Hat was placed on top of the shelf, and the Gryffindor Sword was placed in a glass case below. And at the table next to the stairs inside, there should still be a golden phoenix standing on the bird's shelf that has been napping all day.

And now, a lot of familiar things are leaving where they belong.

Of course, change isn't always bad.

"Senior sister, it's been a long time!"

At the other end of the office was a slightly smaller desk. And now, just as a figure stood up and looked at this side with a surprised expression.

"Oh, Maka, you're back!"

When Charlotte saw Maca, her heart welled up with surprise - she had thought it was Professor McGonagall! But when she looked behind her, the trench-clad wizard who followed Maca also came into her sight.

"Maka, this is—"

"A friend," Maca said very naturally, "helped me a lot when I fought Helbo before...... However, my friend doesn't have a good voice and doesn't usually like to talk much. ”

Although this is almost equivalent to saying nothing, once it involves his confrontation with Helbo, it is equivalent to an indirect proof. At least Charlotte knew that this somewhat mysterious wizard might not be underestimated in terms of strength.

In the wizarding world, people with skills usually have some strange problems - not every good wizard is as approachable as Maca and Dumbledore.

This is especially true for people like Charlotte, who came from an ancient wizarding family.

"Ahh Nice to meet you...... Feel free to sit down! Charlotte nodded at the other party, and then looked at Maca again.

"You're here for Professor McGonagall, aren't you? She is now in class. But there is no class in the fourth class today, and I think she will be back in a while. ”

"Well," Maca nodded, thinking for a moment, "Senpai, how is the school going lately?" Although I haven't received any news of anything big happening, I guess there are a lot of small things, right? Like, did I hear that Harry quit the Quidditch team? ”

"Yes," Charlotte said, "he's been with Neville all day now...... But compared to the other thing, this is nothing new! ”

"What's the matter?" When Maca heard this, she immediately became curious.

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