Approximately before the bell rang for the first class, when Harry and the others were still searching for Umbridge in the History of Magic classroom, Maca had already left her office.

To be precise, he happened to be walking down the hallway on the third floor of the main fort, in front of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

The wind outside the window was howling vigorously, and the sky was getting darker and darker, as if a violent shower might pour down at any point.

Looking out of the window, the cloudy sky seemed to be within reach.

"In this weather, I don't feel sorry for the atmosphere created by nature...... "Maca muttered casually as she walked forward, looking out at the gray outside.

Suddenly, a door creaked open in front of him, and a figure walked out of the room, turned and walked this way.

Looks like there's something important and I'm in a hurry!

"Oh—Professor McLean?"

The man paused, and though he was obviously in a hurry, he did not forget to bow his head politely to Maca. It's just that when he first bumped into Maca, his eyes looked a little weird.

"Good morning...... Well, I'm sorry, Professor...... I need to hurry to class or I'll be late. ”

Maca nodded at him, and in response, she looked back at the other party and left quickly.

When the other man's back disappeared around the corner, Maca turned back and glanced at the door he had come out of—the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

“…… Socarades. He thought about it, and then shook his head again, "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a matter of asking more and asking less......"

While thinking secretly, Maca had already walked to the door, and without hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked twice.

"Tuk Tuk"

“…… Come in. ”

There was no immediate response from the room, but a few seconds before it sounded.

Before she could finish speaking, Maca twisted the doorknob and walked straight inside. The next moment, with a "bang", the door closed tightly again.

"Good morning, Senior Investigator Umbridge."

"You want to do—"

Umbridge was startled by the sudden appearance of Maca, but the next moment, she forced herself to suppress her heart, which almost popped out of her own, and a kind of stiff smile appeared on her face.

"Ahem...... Well, I mean...... Good morning, Professor McLean," she said dryly, "came here so early to find me something?" ”

"Of course," Maca smiled and nodded, "a little bit ......"

He said, turning his head to look over the side wall. Then he took a step, as if he were walking in a garden, to the wall.

"Y-ahem--" Umbridge sat behind her desk, moving her ass a little uncontrollably, "do you like the 'Playful Cat Series' decorative plates too?" They look cute, don't they? ”

"Cats?" Maca turned her head and smiled, "Yes, that's right...... I love these critters, but I prefer real cats to these decorative plates. ”

He reached out and tapped the black Bombay cat's plate, which at the bottom of the plate lazily moved to the side. Coincidentally, Umbridge also shifted her sitting position again, looking a little restless.

She found it a foolish decision to use that as an excuse.

"Uh...... I said......" Umbridge said hurriedly, "Professor McLean, what are you doing with me?" Why don't you talk about it first? ”

"Oh—of course, if you wish." Maca shrugged, "But until then—"

"Click-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a crack suddenly appear on the edge of the decorative plate, which quickly spread to the entire plate. The next moment, with a crisp sound of "bang", the plate completely turned into pieces.

"You-"

As Umbridge was terrified, Maca frowned as she looked at the porcelain tiles at her feet.

"Well, I'm not going to smash it yet...... he said, shaking his head, "but ...... Forget it, it's nothing more than one of those two......"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Umbridge clenched her wand under her desk and said in a high-pitched voice, "I'm the High Inquisitor, representing the Ministry of Magic!" What you can't do to me! ”

"Well, and then what?" Maca looked at her and said.

"And then? Don't you understand? If you don't want to be invited to tea by the Ministry of Magic, if you don't want Hogwarts to be closed and under liquidation, then you're-"

"Alright," Maka said calmly, interrupting Umbridge, who was in some hysterical tendencies, "I understand what you said, and in fact, I don't want to make any more noise during this period......

"Then you're—"

"Shut up," Maka said grimly, as she walked towards Umbridge, "I wouldn't mind playing power struggles with you if things hadn't been going on lately, but that's a different story now." ”

"Y-don't come—"

The smirk on Umbridge's face was long gone, and as Maca got closer, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, making her thick foundation start to look a little slimy.

Her hand holding her wand trembled slightly under the table, and all she could think of was raising her right hand and swinging it with all her might.

And then......

No, not then! She couldn't imagine what it would be like after that!

"Don't go any further, don't come any closer—"

Maca's pace didn't slow in the slightest, and the moment he was almost a few steps away from Umbridge, the string in Umbridge's head snapped.

"Drill Heart—"

Before the spell could be finished, Umbridge felt his palm slip and his wand fell into Maca's hand.

"The last person who dared to cast a spell on me at such a close distance was not as lucky as you," Maka said softly, waving the wand she had snatched from her hand, "Birch, Dragon's Heartstrings...... Well, exactly eight inches? ”

He casually placed Umbridge's wand on the table in front of him, staring at the other man with cold eyes.

"Let me ask you—" Maca chuckled, "if I tell you now that your brother has been living in a Muggle prison for the past few years...... Do you have any ideas? ”

"What exactly do you want to say? Where did my brother come from? Umbridge's back leaned tightly in the back of her chair, trying to move away from Maca, "Don't come any closer!" You can't touch me, you have to figure out what you're doing-"

Her face was contorted with fear, which made her makeup-on face look even more disgusting.

"Is that your answer?" Maca nodded knowingly, "If that's the case, forget it......"

The woman in front of him was "famous" in the Ministry of Magic, although she was always pondering an endless stream of sinister methods to eliminate dissidents without mercy.

She was obviously a half-blood, her father was a wizard, and her mother was a Muggle. After the couple gave birth to her, they also gave birth to a son.

However, this younger brother of hers is a squib insulated from magic.

For this, both Umbridge and her father blamed the Muggle mother, and even forced her Muggle mother and her brother out of her family when she was fifteen years old.

Since then, Umbridge, the eldest daughter, has lived in the wizarding world with her father, while her younger brother has returned to the Muggle world with his mother.

As far as Maca knew, Umbridge had been trying to keep her family from leaking out when she was working at the Ministry of Magic, and she had gone so far as to persuade her father to take early retirement, and then tampered with her origins with outright lies.

But there is no such thing as an impermeable wall, and most of her colleagues know it, after all, her father used to work in the Ministry of Magic as well!

When Maca saw her hearing about her brother's recent situation, her first reaction was to deny his existence, and she couldn't help but laugh dumbly at her behavior.

"When did I start thinking about this...... he thought to himself, raising an eyebrow, "is it because of Luna?" ”

Putting her thoughts aside for a moment, Maca pulled out a bottle of potion and placed it in front of Umbridge.

"Truth Elixir and Regent, choose one for yourself!" He pointed to the potions bottle and wand on the table, and left it to her to choose any of these multiple choice questions.

Umbridge's hands clenched, her eyes wandering back and forth between the table and Maca's face, the invisible pressure making it difficult for her to breathe.

In the face of real power, her little tricks seem ridiculous. The blue-white pillar of light in the magic class, and the chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow at that time, seemed to cross time and space, and froze her whole body.

The flames in the fireplace were still beating, but she felt like she was in an ice cellar.

"Well, since you don't know how to choose, then I'll choose for you......" Maca said lightly, "Personally, I recommend that you choose the Regent Mantra - the Truth Elixir is not cheap!" ”

He gently picked up his wand, and Umbridge subconsciously wanted to escape, but his joints, which were stiff and tense, seemed to be rusty, and he couldn't move.

She didn't even hear the incantation, and a huge spiritual shock pierced directly into her mind; The next moment, her consciousness went blank.

After a moment, Maca casually threw her wand on the table, picked up the elixir, and walked to the door.

"Bang!"

The door to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office closed again, leaving only a stocky figure slumped in a chair with pink eyes.

The wide-eyed old face still had horror and confusion remaining.