Want to know where the Death Eaters are fleeing? The best way to do this is to ask the people involved, as the Death Eaters themselves, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were also the same witnesses of the escape, and are now tasked with the search. Maca's main purpose in coming to Black's Mansion this time is to get in touch with Kingsley, the Auror elite.

After Lupin sent a note to Kingsley, he and Maca continued to make small talk for a while, and the conversation between the two men was almost entirely focused on the direction of the Order of the Phoenix from now on.

To be honest, in the Order of the Phoenix, where there are many capable people, there are infinite possibilities. Even if you don't think about it for a long time, just in the past ten or twenty years, it is enough to try many meaningful things.

It wasn't long before Sirius came down from the stairs and the conversation became even more lively.

The three of them sat around the long table in the reception room, drinking the tea brought by Lena, and chatting almost wherever they wanted, and their minds diverged to their heart's content.

Sirius said that they could develop the Order of the Phoenix into a supportive organization at Hogwarts, protecting the school that nurtured them, and even their offspring; Lupin said that they could do some activities of a public welfare nature to help those humanoid magical creatures get along with wizards.

Maca, on the other hand, said that they both had good ideas, but that without funding they could not find more members to help them continue the group.

Of course, you can't let him pay out of his own pocket, right? If Sirius was willing to contribute the Black family's small coffers, he wouldn't mind adding some interest to these activities that would not make money.

Kingsley, as a capable and elite Auror, is very efficient in getting things done. Soon, he passed back all the information he knew, and the person in charge of delivering it was none other than his titular subordinate, Nymphadora Tonks.

“…… We had tracked down a Muggle town called Stefki last night, but after that, the trail was interrupted. We're not sure how they left or if they're still there, but we haven't found ......."

Hearing Tonks say this, Maca nodded.

"Sirius, do you want to move your body for the first time in a long time?" He turned his head and asked Sirius.

"Are you okay?" Sirius was stunned, "I'd be more than willing to accompany you if I could—but I'm not going there, right?" I think that town is probably full of Aurors now......"

Although no one remembers the trouble of going to him now, his wanted warrant has never been cleared, and he is still hanging in a corner of the Auror's office! After all, he was the first prisoner to escape from Azkaban, which was no small thing.

"I think if you just be careful, you'll be fine." Maka shrugged her shoulders and said, "If I could, I'd give you credit, and then I'll have a reason to ask Scrimgeour to remove the Ministry of Magic's wanted you." ”

"Hah, that's a great idea!" Sirius suddenly became excited, "Seriously, every joint of mine is going to rust if I stay here!" ”

Looking at Sirius, who was exuding energy all over his body, Maca couldn't tell where he was "rusting". This guy is a master who can't be idle, and he's been like this since he was young. On this point, it is already obvious just by looking at the fact that he went to the United States last time.

But Maca made a temporary decision this time, but she didn't really want to let him go out for a walk. Although it was true that he could find a way to get rid of the wanted warrant in the end, this time Sirius was called for the suspicious Bellatrix.

Speaking of which, the two of them are still a pair of cousins! I don't know if this is a family, how could two people with such different personalities be born.

……

The air in Stefki was slightly humid, and standing in the woods at the edge of the town, you could smell the familiar smell of the sea. The air flowed between the mouth and nose, with a hint of saltiness.

Daylight in the UK is always very short. It was almost dusk now, and the sun was setting in the west, illuminating the entire snow-covered town.

The streets of the town had been cast with a Muggle Expulsion Charm, and from the elevated ground, there was little normal Muggle activity in the town, except for the Aurors working overtime to search and patrol intensely.

"This is the heart of Stefki's town," Tonks held out his hand, snapping at the piece of space in front of him, and then pointed to the far left front, "Follow that road all the way northwest, and to the northwest is Stefki's shantytown, where the Muggles are less affluent." ”

"Then let's go over there and have a look!" "Shanty towns are generally chaotic, and it is more convenient for Tibetans and things to hide...... Remember to put the Immortal Hidden Elixir in a place where you can access it at any time, and rely on it when it is critical. ”

They came here this time, after all, to avoid people's eyes, and the Ministry of Magic is not completely under Scrimgeur's control now, so they have to be careful. If Scrimgeur's political enemies found out, he would be shocked, and he didn't have a habit of throwing his vested interests in the trash.

It is rare for the Minister of Magic to take the initiative to show favor, and this favor is worthy of Marka's stay.

After the three of them looked at each other, Maca raised her staff and put a phantasmagory spell on all three of them, and then quietly headed northwest of the town.

Along the way through the center of town, they bumped into several Auror squads, and Maca even caught a glimpse of Kingsley from afar. If it weren't for the fact that Tonks was just a newcomer to the Aurors with little presence, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been so convenient to sneak out and lead the way for Maca.

There is a lot of sea breeze blowing everywhere in the town, and most of the townspeople love to be clean, which makes the town look very tidy. I have to say that although this Stevki is only a small seaside village, the environment with red tiles and white walls is quite pleasing to the eye.

The three of them did not stop long in the town, and followed the main road that stretched northwest to the west. As they passed the welcoming path between two woods, the shanty town that Tonks spoke of gradually came into view of Maca.

The houses here ...... Well, at least there is a roof and a fence, and it can barely be called a house, right?

Yes, most of the houses here are very rudimentary, with wooden planks, wires and old metal pipes crisscrossed and built against trees. The roofs, fastened with oilcloth and various wooden strips, were heaped with a thick layer of snow that looked as if they could crush them all at any moment.

However, these shoddy houses are still crowded next to each other, one by one, and between each gathering area is a dense grove. Maybe they're here to get warmer, right? But it certainly makes it seem more cluttered.

The place was even worse than Maca had expected, and even more chaotic than Topoint had lived in the past. Come to think of it, at least Topointe is still a port town, and even if it is far less affluent than those big ports, it still has the quality conditions for the circulation of money and goods and the creation of profits.

And here, nothing!

"It's a refugee colony," Sirius whispered, "There are too many people in the Muggle world, and Britain is pretty good!" I heard that in some countries, this kind of scene can be seen everywhere......"

"Maybe one day, when wizards and Muggles can live in harmony, there will be fewer and fewer such sights." Maca said casually, "Of course, even if that day exists, it must be a long, long time later." ”

It's not like he's never seen this kind of dilapidated scene, but there's nothing to make a fuss about.

"Let's go in and have a look!"

Maca looked left and right a few times, and then took the lead to walk towards a shack gathering area at the intersection.

For people like Sirius and Tonks, who have lived in a privileged environment since childhood, just a glance from the outside will make you feel a lot of emotion. Even if Sirius had been squatting in a hellish place like Azkaban for many years, it was a prison, and it was naturally incomparable to the hell of this kind of daily life.

But when they stepped into this barrenness, surrounded by messiness, they had a new experience.

The real traces of life will bring people an inexplicable sense of reality. Looking at the campfires, drying racks, torn shoes and old clothes, and the garbage everywhere in the middle of the dilapidated shacks, they even walked much slower, as if they were afraid that they would be disturbed by something if they were not careful.

It was also enchanted, and it could be heard that the Muggle poors were hiding in their "houses", and no one was left to wander outside.

Maca knew that on a weekday, the dusk would still be very lively.

"Tonks, haven't you seen those Muggle paupers living here?" Seeing that Tonks's expression seemed a little gloomy, he couldn't help but ask quietly.

"Do you mean before casting the banishing spell?" Tonks shook his head, "I came with the second search party, and it was already all under spell at the time. ”

"When the spell is lifted, you can come back and observe." Maca smiled, "You'll understand that humans are naturally optimistic creatures – whether Muggles or wizards, alike. ”

"Unless it's in a place where you can't be happy." Sirius seemed to recall some unpleasant experience, and he added with a sigh.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Maca's expression moved, and she turned her head sideways and looked in a certain direction.