"Miss Pierce...... Why don't you go and rest for a while? ”

In fact, Bornser had already noticed little Cathy's absent-mindedness.

Especially when Smesek's still there was just now, little Cathy was obviously a little distracted. So much so that when Smeszek left the dean's room, she didn't react in time.

But it also seems to be a matter of course - little Cathy has just lost her mother, how can she be in a good mood?

Therefore, he had no idea that it was not the death of his mother that was constantly troubling the child at the moment, but the words spoken by an unidentified person.

"Rest?" Little Cathy was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded, "Hmm...... Good. I'm sorry, Mr. Bornser, but I asked you to bring me here at my own behest, and now I'm ......."

When Bornser heard this, he immediately interrupted:

"No, no, it's nothing. Let's go to the tea room on the sixth floor for a cup of tea and a snack! Let's just say I'm in for a treat! ”

"Oh, how is this going to work, I-" Tuk Tuk. ”

Before little Cathy could finish her words, suddenly, several light knocks sounded from the door.

"Mr. Bounseer, I heard you've returned, too, haven't you?"

"Oh? Mr. McLean? ”

When Bornser heard this, he immediately wanted to open his mouth to respond, but little Cathy suddenly stood up from her chair. Immediately after, seeing her hurriedly signaling Bornse not to speak, he hurried behind the floor-to-ceiling curtain behind Bornser.

Obviously, this curtain is not only thick, but also extraordinarily long, which looks very suitable for Tibetans.

Bornser watched the boy slip through the smoke, and he was stunned at first, but then he smiled a little nostalgic as if he remembered what he had been like when he was younger.

"It's still a kid after all!"

He muttered so secretly before he said in the direction of the door:

"Mr. McLean, please come in!"

As Bornse spoke, the door opened, revealing Maca's figure standing outside the door.

"Hello, Mr. Bornser...... I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. ”

I saw Maca saying hello and coming to the desk. Although his tone still sounded so unhurried, it was clear from his slightly faster pace that he wasn't just here to make a small talk.

But as he said this casually, a pair of eyes also looked over the curtain behind Bornser.

"Huh?"

Even though Maca was suddenly curious as to why little Cathy was hiding behind the curtain, he didn't immediately break it. After a moment of doubt, he continued:

"First of all, Mr. Bounser, I have to thank you for lending me that potions preparation room again—and that is a great thank you! Also, because the time is relatively tight, I will say it directly...... I'll have to ask your hospital for another favor. ”

Seeing that Maca was serious, Bornser also put aside the matter of little Cathy for the time being, nodded seriously and said:

"What we can help St. Mungo should be to cure the sick and save people, right? It's our job, so don't hesitate to ask if you need to. ”

But who knows, Maca waved her hand at this time.

"Oh, well—" he said, "it can be said to save people, which is one of my purposes, after all. It's just that what I want to ask St. Mungo's therapist to do is some caregiving...... And it has to be said that there can be dangers. ”

"Caretaker?" Bornse was puzzled, "Of course, this is also within the scope of my hospital's work, but what danger will it be?" Is it a highly contagious condition? ”

"Ah, no, it's not like that......"

After rejecting Bornser's speculation, Maca gave him a brief introduction to the Muggles who would soon be sent by the Ministry of Magic to gather the Aurors.

For the sake of understanding, he simply explained that those Muggles who had something lurking in their souls as a group of patients who were affected by the dark arts and could commit murder to those around them.

Since the mysterious substance hidden in the human soul was successfully integrated into the soul, even Maca could not strip it back out, so he could only isolate those Muggles for the time being.

“…… In short, that's it. ”

After a general explanation, Maca added:

"Because I'm not sure for a moment whether that kind of dark magic will make those Muggle patients suddenly have great power. So you'll have to trouble your hospital to send healers to the Ministry of Magic's dungeons to take care of them - when the time comes, the Ministry of Magic will also have the Aurors and Strikers stay on patrol to ensure the safety of both the patient and the healer sent by your hospital. ”

"Okay, I'll pick a few of our healers to be on standby at the Ministry ......of Magic," Bornse said, but then said apologetically, "but as you know, Mr. McKellen, our healers and the hospital are also in an employment relationship. If there is a real danger, I have to get their consent......"

Obviously, this is why Maca brought the old Muggle lady to St. Mungo, instead of going directly to the Black Mansion for an inspection.

Because after finding out what was inside the old man's soul, he had to hurry up and come to Bornse himself.

After all, if the Ministry of Magic were to do the work, the whole process would be a bit too slow.

"Of course, I can understand that, just as soon as possible."

At this point, there is no need for Maca to be polite. But after seeing him urge him slightly, he turned around and walked to the door.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Bounse." As he walked, he said, "I have something to do next, so I'll take my leave...... Thank you. ”

Behind the curtain, little Cathy bit her lip and stood there silently.

When she heard that Maca was about to leave, she was actually very conflicted in her heart. There was an urge to drive her out and stop the other party, but she subconsciously refused to let those prophecy words come true.

However, just as Maca unscrewed the doorknob and opened the door, he suddenly turned around. The pair of eyes that were cast straight towards the curtain, little Cathy seemed to be able to feel it clearly through the curtain.

"By the way, beautiful Cathy," said Maca coldly, "I wonder if you want to live in France for a while?" There's a group of kids about your age going over, and I thought you could check it out. It's beautiful over there, and there's a big, big castle, I want to ......."

"No, wait! Don't talk about it yet—"

Little Cathy heard this, and finally couldn't help but pop up.

I saw her waving her hands again and again, interrupting Maca's invitation. At that moment, you could even see a trace of inexplicable horror in her eyes behind her hands.

"Huh?"

You know, this little girl is usually very calm, and she can maintain her inner strength even before her mother dies. So, what else could make her act so panicked?

"Little Cathy......" Marca walked up to her quickly, crouched down and pressed her shoulder, "what's going on?" You know, you can tell me anything. ”

"Mr. McLean......"

The future is often unpredictable, so sometimes, when people know what will happen to them, they are afraid of it.

In particular, that future is clearly spoken from someone's mouth.

Because of this, when Voldemort learned of his prophecy, he immediately wanted to kill Harry Potter, who was most likely the boy in the prophecy.

"I ...... Before ...... at Mom's grave"

Little Cathy didn't know what to say, let alone whether she should say it or not. Because just now, the prediction of the trench coat wizard actually came true!

So, will the remaining words become true in the end?

If you say that "language" now, will it have any unknown effects?

It is precisely because her wisdom far surpasses that she feels even more overwhelmed, because the future or something, how can she possibly understand?

Cathy...... Cathy? ”

Maca patted her on the shoulder, allowing her to finally turn her attention back to herself.

"Can't you trust me? If you believe me, speak up! He smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, if you say it, you will cause any trouble, and I will solve it." ”

It was this smile - when little Cathy was feeling extremely distressed about her mother's affairs, it was this smile that relaxed her tense heart, and this gave vent to the words that had been held in her heart.

And after that, although my mother finally left her forever, at least she walked away with a smile.

Now, even if it's something completely different that bothers me, ...... If you had said it to him, you might have gotten a good result!

"Actually, I met a man at my mother's grave...... The man was dressed in a dark trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat on his head, so that it was impossible to see what kind of face was hidden underneath......"

Little Cathy, guided by Maca, whispered about her conversation with the strange wizard as if she had completely given up her own thoughts.

Although she recounted the other party's "prophecy", her expression still became a little nervous. But Maca held her hands lightly, but gave her the strength to continue.

However, little Cathy's mood seemed to be completely relaxed, but Maca's side frowned as she said.

Prophet? Prophecy?

As he listened, he shook his head, but his eyes suddenly deepened.

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