"Did you think of something?"

Seeing that the tavern owner seemed to recall something through a conversation with Maca, Maca immediately raised an eyebrow and asked a question.

And immediately after, he didn't need to urge him again, and took the initiative to explain to the convenience:

"That's right...... You mentioned Hufflepuff, didn't you? It dawned on me that my friend Martin had just returned from a trip abroad some time ago and had come to my tavern to talk about the past. Oh! He was also Hufflepuff back then, in the same class as me. ”

"Really?" Maca nodded, "Isn't it...... Is something strange happening to your friend? ”

"That's right!" Boss Ted suddenly continued, "Martin has always had good grades in Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts, and soon after graduating, he was hired by a foreign family as a personal spell solver - you are also a student of Hogwarts, right?" Don't you think that's a rare achievement for Hufflepuff? ”

"Well, that's true."

Maca didn't say much about it, just smiled and agreed.

Of course, the boss obviously didn't talk about these things to praise his friends. After a brief introduction to Martin, he added:

In fact, when he returned to China before, it was mainly for work. I remember it was after the disaster in the city that the family that hired him wanted him to come and check on the current state of the British wizarding world, saying that it was necessary to temporarily close the few shops that were set up here......"

As the boss said, although with Marca's efforts, the British wizarding world is gradually returning to its original state, and the ordinary wizarding people are also much more relieved.

But like some of the larger wizarding families, they can't be as optimistic as civilians.

Beneath the surface of the water, many pairs of shrewd eyes are constantly watching. As long as the confrontation between Maca and Helbo remains undecimated, there is no guarantee of what the choice will be made by those forces.

Seeking advantage and avoiding harm obviously exists everywhere, and Maca will not be surprised at all.

After mentioning this little thing briefly, the tavern keeper seemed to realize that he was a little off-topic, and immediately smiled apologetically at Maca.

"I'm sorry, I'm a man who forgets what I'm going to talk about!" He said, "Well, you mentioned that Martin is a spell solver, right?" As you know, this kind of work is basically dealing with curses, curses, and the like. And in fact......"

As the boss was talking, he paused suddenly, and then said:

"Martin had already circled around here before he came to me. When we were drinking with me that day, he seemed to have mentioned that he had found some remnants of a spell about half a mile away—I didn't really care at the time, but now that you say it, it seems to be such a thing! ”

"Half a mile away?" Maca frowned slightly, "Did your friend say that?" ”

Hearing Maka ask about the detailed location, the boss Ted habitually tilted his head and recalled it again for a long time.

"Looks like it's in the northwest direction?" He hesitated, and after a moment shook his head, "I really can't remember anything else...... Oh, Martin said he saw an old Muggle factory there! ”

"Thanks, that's enough!"

Maca nodded again and smiled in thanks.

"Excuse me...... I'm sorry to make you say so much. He beckoned to the trench-robed wizard opposite him as he spoke, "Give me another menu, I can take care of the boss's life-"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at the menu in his hand and smiled.

"It doesn't look like it's going to be needed."

Wizards don't usually take much time to cook, and that's thanks to Helga Hufflepuff, who was particularly fond of studying cooking spells.

Although none of her recipes seem to have been handed down, many of her cooking charms have been gradually reshaped and continued to this day with the continuation of the times.

It didn't take long for the table where Maca and the trench coat wizard were to be filled with all kinds of delicacies.

To be honest, Maca doesn't quite know why the trench coat wizard would order so many dishes at once. But it doesn't matter, with the time he has been with the other party, you can understand that there must be a reason for the other party to do this.

Because in his impression, this unidentified witch is a person who lives quite frugally and improvised.

Of course, what's more important is that he really doesn't care much about this gold galleon now - seriously, if only everything could be solved with money!

However, after only ten minutes, Maca suddenly understood why she had ordered such a large number of dishes.

"Are you okay?" Looking at the trench coat wizard opposite, he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you really plan to fill this table with all the dishes in your stomach?" ”

"Huh?" When the other party heard Maca's question, the hand holding the fork suddenly paused, "Ah, I'm sorry...... Am I too edible? ”

At this time, Maca actually wanted to say that he had never seen a normal person with such a large amount of food in his life - this is probably comparable to the giant hybrid of Hagrid, right?

"No, it's okay, you can eat—" Maca said with a smile, "It's good to be able to eat, and if it's not enough, you can order more!" ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I'm afraid you haven't eaten enough, right? Why, knowing in front of others to be polite, it's okay with me? Does that mean that my gaze doesn't matter at all? ”

He was naturally joking when he said this.

After all, while it's rare for someone to eat so much, it's really not surprising that anything strange can happen in the wizarding world.

However, the trench coat wizard seemed to take Maca's joke seriously. After being stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to solve this "misunderstanding" no matter what, he tried his best to explain:

"No, it's not like that! You are really, really, very important to me! The reason I'm like this in front of you is because you're mine—"

Maca really didn't expect that it was just a small joke, and it almost caused the other party's patience so far to fall short.

Fortunately, in the last moment, as if she remembered the mission she was in now, she gritted her teeth and swallowed back the words that were almost about to blurt out.

"Alright," Maca said with a wry smile at the time, "it's my fault, I shouldn't have joked about it - eat it!" Forget about it and keep eating! I'm going to forget about that, too. ”

When Maca felt a little regretful, the trench-robed wizard couldn't help but purse his lips and pull the brim of his hat lower on his forehead.

I almost said it, just a little bit!

If you expose your identity here, then what can you count as if you have worked so hard before?

Yes, after coming here and seeing the person in front of me, the deep emotions have been surging. But even so, for the ultimate goal, I must continue to persevere.

After that, there was a sudden silence between the two. After filling her stomach, Maca drank her coffee and silently watched as the other person stuffed the rest of the meal into her mouth.

“…… Really finished eating. ”

After complaining secretly, Maca beckoned the boss Ted to settle the account, and while thanking him again, he counted the change as a tip after the meal and left it to the other party.

A few minutes later, while walking the trench coat wizard on the street outside, Maca suddenly asked casually:

"How's it taste?"

"Yes, it's delicious." The trench-robed wizard who followed him immediately nodded.

"Well, I think so......" Marka thought for a moment, "then, let's go back to Hogwarts!" ”

"Huh?" When the other party heard this, he couldn't help but say suspiciously, "Mr. McLean, didn't that boss say something suspicious just now?" It's not evening yet, so why don't you go and take a look—"

"No, you don't have to look for that place." Shaking her head, Maka interrupted her, "There's nothing there." ”

……

And at the same time that Maca said that, in the Tavern of the Hanged Man.

The proprietor, Ted, was standing in the kitchen in the deepest part of the tavern, looking at the portrait hanging on the wall, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Old woman, get out of the way! Make room for my teachers! ”

Before the words fell, the old lady Gleman, who had occupied the picture frame, immediately shrank to the side, revealing a wooden door hidden behind her.

As the wooden door in the magic portrait creaked open, a figure covered in black flames emerged.

"Please allow the students to show the highest respect to the teacher!"

"Hmm...... There is no need to say more. A voice rang out in the boss's head, "I remember I told you that this door only opens once every 13 days - say, what's going on?" ”

When the boss Ted heard this, he hurriedly explained:

"That's right! As the teacher expected, that McLean had finally come to the tavern and asked me some questions. I had given him a completely unrelated clue casually, as the teacher said. ”

"Didn't arouse his suspicions, did you?"

"Of course," the tavernkeeper nodded again, "I'm just an ordinary wizard, and I haven't even studied the dark arts, so how could he notice something?" ”

"That's good," said the dark shadow, "don't worry, once my purpose is accomplished, you can learn any magic you want...... Hmph, I can't appreciate a young man like you who is both talented and knows how to work hard......"

Before he could finish speaking, the tavernkeeper smiled excitedly.

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