"Something must have been buried at the bottom of that pit at first – I could even see circular marks pressed out of the dirt. And that thing, apparently disappeared with the maca......"

"Of course, along with the strange wizard I just mentioned."

In the reception room of Black's house, Lupin was talking to Flitwick and Hagrid, who had just arrived from Hogwarts, about the whole process and certain details of what he had observed.

And it is worth mentioning that this time even Snape came over rarely.

After listening to Lupin's statement at this point, Flitwick immediately asked:

"Are you sure all you saw was a gray glow without any spatial distortion?"

"Yes, that's it," Lupin said, "that's why I think it's not a portkey-like magical item, but something else useful!" ”

"Hmm...... Gray magic brilliance......"

Receiving Lupin's affirmative answer, Flitwick muttered as he fell into deep thought. It wasn't long before he turned his head back to look at the silent Snape.

Ever since he arrived, he had been sitting at the long table, near the door, in the chair, and had no intention of joining the discussion.

Although a few people present already knew that he was such a character, in that case, why did you come here tonight?

Luckily, Sirius, who had the worst deal with Snape today, wasn't here - he, Kingsley, and Tonks all took advantage of the night to go outside to investigate the situation around where Maca had disappeared.

"Severus, what do you think of this 'gray light'?"

"I don't know."

Snape shook his head decisively, and as soon as he had finished speaking, he shut his mouth again.

The little man Flitwick then turned around, spread his arms at Lupin, and said calmly:

"There are too few clues, and since it has to do with Helbo, it's probably related to ancient magic—all I can say is that it has to do with souls or space, and I really don't know anything else."

"Okay!"

Lupin scratched his scalp and sighed with a frown.

But at this moment, Snape suddenly took the initiative to speak again-

"Don't worry so much," he said lightly, "Maca and Na Helbo have not fought once or twice, and no matter how caught off guard this time, they will not lose their lives because of this...... Alchemy testing equipment Kingsley, did they all bring it over? Did you find anything? ”

"Nope." Lupin replied.

"Is there any more 'mimic soul' that Maca used to guide the way at that time?" Snape then asked.

"Ahh

Snape's eyes lit up at Snape's reminder, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Obviously, as long as the process of Maca is not repeated again, no one knows if a new harvest will be discovered - maybe the translucent "balloon" will lead everyone to some clue?

It's just that soon, there seems to be a hint of helplessness in the expression on Lupin's face.

Speaking of which, at that time, Maca did have the idea of being prepared. So after he successfully cultivated one, it didn't end there...... Now in the potions preparation room underground, the magic formation he left behind is still running, and the second time should be about the same. ”

At this point, he suddenly shrugged his shoulders.

"But the question is, who can understand the kind of magic formation that Maca has studied? Even if I knew that floating in the middle of that formation was the 'mimic soul', I wouldn't be able to get it out. ”

Looking at Lupin's slightly detached expression, Flitwick, who was standing in the chair, immediately waved his hand and said sharply:

"Don't think about it so much, anyway, take us over to have a look first!"

“…… I'm not going. ”

From the moment they talked about the theory of magic, Hagrid had been an honest bewildered bystander, and only then did he interject quite knowingly.

However, when Lupin, Flitwick, and Snape went to Maca's underground potions room to take a look twice, the three of them couldn't help but feel that there was probably not much difference between coming down by themselves and Hagrid coming down.

"Is this really an extension of the discipline of 'Ancient Demonic Literature'?"

In the open space in the middle of the potions preparation room, a rune array was slowly emitting a faint blue light, and a large number of various symbols floated and rose in the sea of light.

And at the very center of the symbols, a large ball was dyed in the same color as the surrounding light.

Regarding Flitwick's emotion, Snape could only pull the corners of his mouth with a subtle expression.

"I've read the book that Maca compiled carefully," he said, "and if you ask if it's not in the realm of demonic literature, my answer is 'yes'...... But if I want to say that this has anything to do with the ancient magic science curriculum at Hogwarts in the past, I can only say that it has almost nothing to do with it. ”

"Oh?" Flitwick immediately turned his head and said, "So...... Can you read this? ”

"Tsk," Snape smacked his tongue when he heard this, "there aren't so many ancient magic texts in that book...... Is that the Phoenician alphabet? And that ...... What the hell symbols? ”

"Or ...... Shall we go back to it? Lupin said weakly beside him.

But the next moment, as if Snape had thought of something again, his expression changed again. I saw that his brow suddenly stretched, and then he frowned again.

Then, I heard him pout:

"We're here in a daze, so we might as well bring our 'Miss Know-It-All-Know-It's not clear what she'll be able to see from it's any)."

……

When Snape made a rare suggestion to find Hermione, the latter didn't know that he had been named by the old bat who had been deliberately ignoring him.

And at this moment, she was on the bed in the bedroom, looking at the bright moon outside the window.

This evening, she took the pretext of going to Professor McGonagall to ask questions about how Maca was doing.

Of course, even the matter of "asking about Maca's condition" is actually just an excuse. She was just trying to figure out some of the other person's thoughts from Professor McGonagall's expression and attitude as she answered.

"Professor McGonagall, I've been thinking a lot, I don't know when I'm going to be able to help Maca - you know, he's always doing such difficult, dangerous things by himself, it's really hard."

I remember saying that at the time, I should have said so.

But after that, Professor McGonagall's reply didn't sound anything unusual at first glance. It's nothing more than telling yourself that as long as you continue to work hard and stick to your heart, you will definitely be able to catch up with Maca.

Immediately after, the other party also implicitly praised her for her previous performance in the disaster in London.

But now lying on the bed and thinking quietly, Professor McGonagall's words seemed to contain some other emotion, and it seemed to be ...... A little sorry for Maca.

"Yes, Maca is also a student of Professor McGonagall...... And in order for Hogwarts to survive the difficulties, he didn't even finish school......"

The thought flowed softly through Hermione's mind, and while it resonated with Professor McGonagall's feelings, the initial temptation finally came to an end.

She understood that Professor McGonagall's kindness to her students would never have allowed them to take risks without necessity. If she tried to find the other party to fight for the possibility of leaving the school, most likely she would only receive a decisive rejection on the spot.

"Sure enough, let's wait until tomorrow and see Neville go out to find out what is going on! If there are no major problems, it will be great. ”

The worst thing to do is to sneak out of the secret passage - with the current strength of everyone, you must be able to help more or less, right?

Pursing her lips, Hermione closed her eyes and was finally ready to fall asleep.

But just after more than ten minutes, before she could really fall asleep, the door to the bedroom was suddenly opened silently.

"Miss Granger? Please wake up—"

"Huh?"

Hermione opened her eyes again, and then the moonlight shining through the window saw that Professor McGonagall was actually appearing next to her bedside in her dressing gown.

"Oh! Mai—""Shhh ”

McGonagall cocked up her finger and motioned for Hermione not to speak, lest she wake up the other students in the same dorm room. Then, she asked Hermione to get dressed and went outside to find her in the common room.

Hermione hurriedly put on her clothes with a full of doubts, and despite her long, curled hair, which was already a mess, she picked up her wand and hurried out the door.

"Professor McGonagall, what are you looking for me so late?"

Grabbing two handfuls of hair, Hermione asked softly.

McGonagall still seemed to hesitate, but after a little hesitation, she spoke:

"That's right...... First of all, I'll tell you that Maca will be fine, so don't be too anxious about whatever you hear next. ”

"'Maka will be fine'? What do you mean? ”

"Don't worry," McGonagall hurriedly reached out and gently placed her hand on Hermione's slightly thin shoulder, "In fact, Marka suddenly disappeared in one place yesterday afternoon......"

With Professor McGonagall's explanation, Hermione finally understood what was going on, and what kind of news the owl had brought in the Transfiguration class at the time.

Later, she also learned about Snape's proposal at the Black House.

At last, McGonagall continued:

"Now that Professor Flitwick is waiting for you in the foyer, why don't you go with him...... Miss Granger, I know you've been working hard and you've been getting a lot of results...... We're all so proud of you! ”

"But remember, be careful not to risk anything you can do more than you can do, understand?"

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