Although the Flint family's affairs are far from ending, there is no need for Maca to intervene in the future. After the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot take over, Mrs. Flint, and her "unfilial son", will be inseparable from the Inquisition for some time to come.

However, the effects of Miss Parkinson's failed espionage mission continue and spread quietly. Among them, there are certainly some developments that Maca can guess, but there are also surprises that he still has no way of knowing.

Of course, to speak of the developments he had in mind, he had to mention Mr. Martin, who had always been quite unlucky up to this point.

On the day that Maca went to the Ministry of Magic to speak to the Daily Prophet, Martin met a short man who was following Helmo like him at the Dragon Bar in the black market.

The conversation between the two of them was short, and it was by no means a pleasant meeting. However, Martin, who had not been in contact with Helmpo for a while, learned the latest orders of the "teacher" from the other party this time.

"Teacher, he ...... Is it finally time to accelerate? ”

In the deepest part of the stinking room in Tumbledown Alley, Martin was in the potions preparation room where he used to sit with Muriel. I saw him staring at the specially custom-made extra-large crucible in the middle, but he just leaned against the wall and muttered to himself.

"It's really exciting!"

To be honest, if it had been in the past, Commodore Martin would have been very excited about Helpo's latest directive—since the teacher has a more active intention to act, doesn't that mean that the time for real big things is coming?

But now, Martin doesn't even think much of reaching out to Helpo.

Because he knew that if he contacted the teacher, then he might not have time to think about anything else for a long time. And now, he must save Muriel from the Ministry of Magic dungeon.

To be honest, the only thing Martin is glad about now is that Helmo probably never paid much attention to his apprentices. As long as he doesn't do something stupid to disrupt the teacher's plans, Martin will probably not be punished even if he never contacts the other party again.

No, I'm afraid Helbo might not even take the initiative to think of him as an inconspicuous guy, right?

Martin brushed aside some of the speculations about his teacher, and his thoughts quickly fell back to Muriel, who was still in the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic.

After a while, I saw him rubbing his forehead in extreme annoyance - he hadn't slept much for several days, and he only felt that his scalp was tingling for a while, and he closed his eyes slightly, but he never felt the slightest sleep.

The Ministry of Magic's total martial law has made him almost hopeless about infiltrating to save people.

The current Ministry of Magic can't break through with the illusion spell and compound potion alone. The alchemy items used for testing and the value-added patrol Aurors will pull out visitors with bad intentions one by one and send them to the cell with magical shackles attached.

And all this situation is caused by Parkinson's!

At this point, Martin's mind was actually in Maka's expectations. Martin is now particularly annoyed by Pansy's act of saving one and keeping the other, and is suspicious of Pansy's relationship with Maca as a result.

But in the end, suspicion is just suspicion, and Martin is not sure that this series of changes is behind McKellen.

Or, his suspicion is more from the pain of not being able to save Muriel.

Helpless, Martin thought about asking his teacher Helpo for help, but it was clear that it was a stupid enough idea.

Knowing that his teacher would not be able to help him, Martin finally picked up his pen and wrote a letter containing his last glimmer of hope.

"I hope ...... It was all just my angry thoughts. ”

……

The recipient of Martin's last letter was none other than Miss Pansy Parkinson, a Slytherin girl who had lost Martin's trust.

Is this his belief in Pansy again?

No, it's obviously not the case – it's not so much "trust" as a "gamble". Unable to convince himself to give up Muriel, he can only hope that his suspicion of Pansy is just a miscalculation based on anger.

Yes, what if Miss Parkinson's was able to save only one person because of some accident? Or what if the little man and Muriel were split and Parkinson's didn't actually encounter the latter at all?

When a gambler is in a difficult situation, he often takes chances, even if he knows that the winner of the game is usually the banker.

On the other hand, the next day, Pansy received the unsigned letter, apparently from Martin. This girl, who thought she had jumped out of the gambling game, was immediately shocked.

"W-What do you mean?"

Pansy clenched the letter tightly, her eyes wide.

"After that, can he still trust me...... No, this must be a trap! He's going to lure me out and get revenge on me! ”

The thought of her life still being held in the hands of the other party made Pansy nervous.

If you stay at Hogwarts, you must not be able to attract the hidden dangers in the magic ritual when the other party is so far away, but once you go out and get close to the other party, you can only let the other party knead it.

A few moments later, there was a knock on Maca's door, and the rapid knock instantly revealed the visitor's inner anxiety.

But with a soft "squeak", it was not the door in front of Pansy that opened the door, but another room diagonally across the hallway.

"Find Mr. McLean...... Is there an urgency? ”

The hoarse voice sent a chill down the back of Pansy. She knew it had to be the trench-coat wizard who always followed McLean, but she still shuddered at the embarrassment of the voice.

But right now, it's clearly not the time to care about goosebumps on your body.

"Hmm...... Yes, is Professor McLean out today? ”

"That's right," said the trench-clad wizard standing at the door of her room, bowing his head slightly, "Mr. McLean leaves alone for at least half a day every few days, without taking anyone with him......"

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her hand and pointed upward, and then continued:

"By the way, if you have to find him in a hurry, I would suggest you go and find his owl Marfa. Mr. McLean has said that it usually does not leave the vicinity of the castle, and that it may be visible from the Astronomical Tower. ”

"Oh, thank you! Thank you! ”

Pansy nodded in thanks, and then hurriedly left the secondary fort and ran in the direction of the astronomical tower on the side of the main fort.

The next class is about to start, but she still has the time to take care of that!

……

As the trench-clad wizard had said, Maca would leave Hogwarts Castle alone every few days. But he didn't go far, in fact, he was in the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Since several of the evil items were stored here, he had to check them every once in a while to make sure the seals were still intact.

In addition, his research on the Monument of Bewilderment is also deepening little by little.

In order to truly solve Helbo's trouble, the exploration of the rule runes is indispensable. And the second-level rule runes he currently mastered were a total of one soul rune from the Bewitching Monument.

While Maca is in the cave, burying her head in her new edition of the Book of Crime. A high-speed figure suddenly came from the direction of the observatory at Hogwarts Castle, swept straight over the Forbidden Forest, and swooped down into the canopy of the ground near the location of the cave.

When the elves who had made their home at the entrance of the cave saw it, many of them were startled, and if it weren't for the elf elder Old Luck to stop him, a messy elf bird war would be inevitable.

"Let's all go to work! Get out of the way...... That's McLean's carrier pigeon! Ouch-"

He was shouting, when he suddenly noticed that the figure in the air had rushed in front of him, so that he hurriedly threw himself on the ground so as not to be knocked squarely.

"Gah-"

Marfa the owl stood on the stone platform in front of Old Lack, and the terrible hiss seemed to say that it was not some damn pigeon, except for "coo-coo", and it could scare a crying child if it really called!

"Oh," said old Rucker, who was tingling in his ears from the shrill cry, "Oh my God! This pigeon from McLean has a really bad temper...... Come, your master is inside! ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the big stone gate behind him, and greeted Marfa by the way.

Regardless of the fact that the wizard could not understand the language of these elves, the owl could guess what they were talking about with only his intuition. Seeing that old Lac still seemed to stubbornly think that he was a pigeon, Marfa flapped her wings and flew up, pointed it at his ear and pecked it.

"Whew! Stay away from me...... Oh! Look at me, I'll have to go to your master to complain in a while! ”

The rest of the elves watched as their elders and the big bird walked and fought, all the way to the depths of the territory, but they could only stare at him and send him away.

There's no way, it's a forbidden place, except for old Lac, who can enter if he has something, other elves are not allowed to get close to half a point.

"So, is that a pigeon?"

"How do I know! We didn't have pigeons on that island! ”

Pansy at the top of the tower knew nothing about what happened to Marka's majestic owl. She only knew from the direction Marfa flew away that Maca was probably in the Forbidden Forest and didn't know what to do.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with her, and what she is most concerned about at the moment is what she should do with Martin's letter?

She stood in the wind of the tower, eagerly awaiting Maca's sooner return.

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