"Ahem...... Damn, it's just a little bit...... cough cough ho ......"

On the second floor of the foul-smelling shop in Tumbledown Alley, the room that used to be a bedroom has been converted into an empty house. Not only was there no furniture or anything, not even the windows were there, and the dim light from an oil lamp was the only light here.

If Maca had been here, he would have sensed some anomalies on the walls of this empty room—they all faintly emitted extremely faint magical fluctuations.

Clearly, the room was under a spell, and neither sound nor vibration could be heard.

And now, Martin was sitting near the doorway of the empty room, coughing uncontrollably while clutching his chest, and cursing in a low breath from time to time.

Yes, after the battle with Kingsley in that empty house, also in Tumbledown Alley, the two of them, who were more or less defeated, didn't say anything more, and left in a hurry.

Kingsley went back to the Ministry of Magic, while Martin, following the principle that "the most dangerous place is the safest place", still chose to return to Muriel's shop.

But to be honest, his fight with Kingsley actually has to be regarded as a little inferior to him.

After all, he originally planned to capture the latter alive, but after all the calculations, although Kingsley did fall into the "trap" he set temporarily, he was finally run away by the other party.

As for the injuries suffered by the two of them so far, it is similar for both sides - he thinks he must have broken two ribs and some organs have been damaged; On Kingsley's side, the left forearm was fractured, and it was estimated that a fist-sized piece of flesh was missing.

All in all, although both of them fended off each other's fatal blows at the last moment, it turned out that neither of them had any benefit.

"Whew-"

After a short break on the wooden floor, Martin endured a sharp pain in his ribs and went to the corner of the room, opened the suitcase that had been open there, and rummaged through his things.

It wasn't long before Martin, who had taken a bottle of potion, lay down on the floor, gasping for breath.

"Kingsley...... Ahem, Shakel ......"

Martin remembered the other party firmly this time.

In fact, he was clearly a little dismissive of Kingsley at first. Because he felt that although he hadn't been able to learn ancient magic from Helmau, he was the best wizard of his time, even if he knew that he couldn't be compared to a "monster" like McLean, but he was worthy of anyone else.

That's right, even if Dumbledore was still alive, he would dare to go up and try his own pound...... Of course, only if Dumbledore didn't have the Elder Wand!

However, today, Kingsley used his strength to tell Martin one thing - not to mention Dumbledore, even he, the head of the Auror office who has not been in office for a long time, can let Martin know that he is powerful.

I don't know how long it took, but Martin, whose pain had gradually subsided due to the drug, finally seemed to be a little more relaxed. But after hearing him lie down for so long, he finally couldn't help but whisper to himself:

"Power...... I need strength! ”

……

As far as Martin's situation is concerned, Pansy, who is obviously in the Ministry of Magic but almost passes by Kingsley, must have no way of knowing. But for Maca, who was busy in the guest room of Hogwarts at the moment, she got a general idea of it before her.

And what made him know about it was a cipher sent by Kingsley himself to the owl.

"Go ahead!"

After giving the gray owl something to eat, Maca handed him a simple reply to his mouth and asked him to help bring it back to him.

Watching the owl flutter its wings and fly out of the window, Maca watched it go away safely, and just leaned against the window to reorganize her thoughts.

It didn't take long for him to shake his head and secretly said in his heart:

"It's not surprising to think of a way to exchange people with the Ministry of Magic, it's just ...... That guy is really confident enough to target Kingsley? Was he planning to demonstrate in passing? ”

Thinking like this, Maca couldn't help but feel a little speechless at Martin, and soon didn't want to think about it anymore.

Because in his opinion, it would be better for Pansy's actions - at least after such a loss, Pansy's plan to save Muriel would naturally be more valuable.

Letting Kingsley's injury be exchanged for the progress of Pansy's spy mission, although it may seem a bit sorry to say the former, but Maca thinks it's still worth it.

And to talk about Kingsley's injuries......

"I don't know how much of the potion was used up last time," Maca thought for a moment, then nodded, "Well, I've worked hard for him this time, go back and ask Sirius to bring him some more to prepare." ”

Obviously, he's in a pretty good mood right now, after all, it seems like a good thing for him.

However, even Maca didn't realize that the mere fact that Kingsley's cipher didn't mention Pansy was already a questionable question.

……

“…… Ilully? ”

In the dungeons at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic, Pansy has no idea what is happening in the outside world. To be honest, even if she knew about those situations now, she actually didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Because right now, she has fallen into a cycle of self-contradiction.

Knowing that Illuria would have very strong side effects when she used the elf's magic, Pansy, who had come to see the other party as a true friend, obviously didn't want her to do it again.

Even if she could feel it somewhat, if she could plead a few more words, the other party might still agree to her unkind request.

It's just that bringing Muriel out of here is the main task that Maca gave her. In the face of Maca's promise, even if she doesn't think about herself, she needs to think about the Parkinson's family behind her.

So, what exactly should she ask for one more time? Or do you just give up on Muriel and leave with Ilully, who looks miserable?

Iruli, who was covering her head, heard Pansy call to herself softly, and couldn't help but slowly raise her head to look at her.

"What's wrong?"

Her voice sounded weak, but even so, she didn't forget to comfort Pansy in turn.

"I'm fine, really, you don't have to...... Just let me take a break...... Again...... Give me a moment. ”

Because she could tell from Pansy's face that her good friend seemed to be distressed about something...... Thinking about it this way, she thought that the other party was probably worried about her situation.

Seeing that Iluli ignored her pain and struggled to comfort her with words, Pansy was really moved. At this moment, she almost began to feel disgusted with the hesitant self just now.

"No...... Maybe I'm really wrong, I've always been wrong......"

Pansy couldn't help but subconsciously think:

"I am indeed a Slytherin who puts interests first, but does Salazar Slytherin's 'profit first' have to be selfish 'profits'? Isn't it also a 'benefit' for one's own future to think about one's own friends? ”

It can be said that Pansy at this moment is really enlightened. Unfortunately, the timing of her comprehension of these truths seemed a little inappropriate.

However, Pansy, who was unaware of this, naturally did not hesitate any longer. I saw her crouch down and gently support Eruli's petite and thin body, with a trace of concern on her face that she usually didn't have.

"Ilully, you're all like this, don't worry about me - take a break!" She said softly, "But it really can't be too long, because I only got one copy of the compound potion." ”

In this way, after about ten minutes, Ilully was able to recover to the point where she could barely get up and walk.

"I'm fine."

She nodded cautiously, then frowned slightly, apparently her physical condition was not as "fine" as she herself said.

But who knows, after some recovery, she suddenly turned her head slowly sideways.

Pansy...... And Muriel, she-"

Although Iruli took the initiative to mention Muriel in the next cell, even if she was able to be strong, she inevitably instinctively resisted because of the pain just now.

However, even if Illuria didn't finish her sentence, Pansy on the side knew what she meant. However, Pansy, who was still wondering whether to let her save Muriel, shook her head decisively at this time.

"No, you can't do it again."

"But—"

Ilully pursed her lips and said softly:

"We were able to buy wands thanks to her and Martin's help, didn't we? You see, we can't just leave her here......"

"Oh, are you struggling with my stay?"

Coldly, Muriel's leisurely voice came from next door, as if this matter had nothing to do with her at all.

After a moment's pause, seeing that neither Iruli nor Pansy had spoken, she continued:

"It's okay, let's go! As for my words...... I think Martin will find a way to take me out, just like you came to save your friend! ”

God knows where she got her confidence, but since Muriel herself said so, Pansy was even more determined in her thoughts.

"Ilully, don't hesitate...... Anyway, let's go first this time! If possible, we'll find another way to get her out of here...... No time. ”

It can be seen that even if Muriel herself has no opinion, Iruli is still unwilling to leave it at that. It's just that considering Pansy's time limit for the Polyjuice Potion, she doesn't seem to have a choice.

"Well, that'...... Let's go first. ”

After leaving her last words against the wall, Illuria failed to allow herself to go past the next door to take a look, and eventually followed Pansy away.

"Click-"

The voice that came from nowhere sounded again.

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