"Justice never admits defeat!"

At first glance, this inexplicable headline with the atmosphere of middle two really poked Maka's dog eyes. But when Maca saw the subtitle below, the big headline full of royal spirit was suddenly left behind by him.

"......'The director of the Heeberhe School of Magic stepped forward, and the mysterious dark wizard escaped with injuries,'" Maca slowly read the line, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, "Why don't I believe it?" ”

Anyone who knows the hands of the Israeli Ministry of Magic is unlikely to believe the contents of this article. Who is Helbo? That's a powerful dark wizard who has survived to this day!

The Heberch School of Magic and Wizardry is the only magic school in Israel, and because it is next to Egypt, most of the student resources have been robbed.

As for who the head of the academy was, Maca hadn't even heard of it—yes, not even the slightest decent treatise on magic had ever appeared.

But of course, you can't say it too absolutely, who knows if it will be another old monster who likes to hide his strength?

You know, since stepping into the wizarding world until now, Maca has seen several old wizards who are clearly beyond the normal level. If there were one or two more, he wouldn't be surprised at all.

It's just that now the most likely thing is - Helbo began to direct and act himself!

As Maca had predicted, Helbo was not yet bold enough to be the enemy of the world. But what Maca didn't expect was that this old guy was not only bold, but also surprisingly cautious.

Coupled with his despicable methods and unique magic, it is certainly easy to change your identity.

At the end of the day, Maca still doesn't have the necessary understanding of Helmo, just as he has never been able to figure out the nature of Royna.

A thousand years is indeed enough time for a lot of information to be buried forever in the dust of history.

"Justice?"

After skimming the whole story, he glanced at the headline again, and all that was left in his mind was a sneer.

"Maca, what do you think of the dean of Heeberhee Academy......"

"It should be Helbo himself."

In response to Professor McGonagall's inquiry, Maca gave his answer directly. In fact, since McGonagall asked such a question, it was obvious that she was also suspicious of the "Dean of Justice".

"Then," said Professor McGonagall as she took the newspaper again, "I'm going to write an urgent letter to Mr. Akinbad...... What to do after that, let's see what happens in the International Federation of Wizards. ”

"Well, it's better to be safe." Maca nodded, "Oh yes...... I've already sent President Atkinbad what I reported in the previous article, and you just need to speculate about this new change, Professor. ”

"Okay."

Professor McGonagall said, patting Maca on the shoulder.

"You're doing the right thing, there's a lot of things that you shouldn't be responsible for. You are a kind child, but by now you should understand that your own pain and fatigue can be painful for some people. ”

With that, McGonagall didn't linger any longer, turned around and walked away quickly.

Maca stared at the closed office door, and after a long time, he nodded silently.

"I see."

Suddenly, I turned my head, the snowflakes outside the window were still falling leisurely, and the cold air was slowly inhaled into my lungs, telling the heartfelt coolness.

……

The fact that Helpo will choose to settle in Israel is not just a fact that Maka has reappeared, but in fact a sign of temporary security.

And the easy life at Hogwarts proves this at the same time.

At the persuasion of Professor McGonagall...... In other words, under the domination of the idea that "the sky is falling, and the International Federation of Wizards is on top", Maca also has the right to put aside those worries.

If it weren't for the recent situation in the international pages of the Daily Prophet, which has been inverted every day, everyone would have forgotten about this big news a long time ago.

After all, this is a foreign incident, and like the last attack on a school in Greece, the phenomenon of not caring for oneself and not worrying about oneself exists everywhere.

In the past few days, in addition to studying the data given by Old Ewen before going to bed at night, Maca spends at least half of her day time designing activities such as "Protecting Fantastic Beasts" and "Defense Against the Dark Arts".

For others, Maca may be doing some difficult work, but for him, it is undoubtedly a kind of relaxation.

"Hagrid, is it in there? Hagrid? ”

One afternoon, Maca stepped on the snow that was gradually thickening to the hunting lodge and knocked vigorously on the wooden door.

And the hound's barking told him that it was very likely that Hagrid was at home.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before he heard another rough voice in the barking of the dog, which was Hagrid's movement of yelling at Tooth and Tooth to shut up.

Soon, the wooden door creaked open from the inside, and Maca said hello.

"Hagrid, are you free? Come with me—"

He didn't even enter, he stood on the steps of the doorway and spoke.

"What?" For a moment, Hagrid looked a little puzzled, "Free is free, but ...... Where are we going? ”

"Romania," Maca said, waving her hand, "I've got in touch with Charlie's institute...... Oh, you know, Charlie Weasley – your Noble is the one he helped take away. ”

"Oh, I remember," Hagrid nodded, "Ron's brother...... Uh, do you want to? ”

"That's right, I went to the Romanian dragon farm to borrow a dragon. Well, it's actually your inspiration to me. ”

"The Final Three?"

Last time, Hagrid borrowed an invisible beast as a classroom textbook, and he went to find the Triwizard Tournament. Only this time, Maca set her sights on the seemingly impossible fire dragon.

Dangerous magical creatures like that are generally impossible to borrow, except in a large-scale traditional event of the size of the Triwizards.

Except for the special dragon breeding farms with special permission from the International Federation of Wizards, all private or organized domestication of fire dragons is illegal, and it will be sent to the wizarding court!

"Maka, how did you do that? How could the Romanian Fire Dragon Research Institute agree to ......"

But Marka waved her hand and motioned for Hagrid to close the door and prepare to leave.

"I asked Scrimgeour to get me a research application - Professor Dumbledore had done this before, otherwise how do you think he got the 'dragon blood helps the dragon heal wounds faster' in his 'Twelve Uses of Dragon Blood'?"

Maca was referring to Dumbledore's famous research, which was a major discovery that played a decisive role in the development of dragon's blood callus.

“…… Let's go! After he finished speaking, he continued to urge, "Harry, they should go together, Luna has a class to attend this afternoon!" We need to be back before the last lesson! ”

A visit to the dragon farm is usually the most desirable thing for students.

Because, although the boys all like this powerful creature full of power, due to the danger and uncertainty of the dragon, the dragon farm is usually closed to the outside world.

If you want to visit, unless, like Maca, you apply in the name of research and study - anyway, the dragon farm also needs to recruit trainers, right?

When Hagrid closed the door, the two hurried to the school gate.

After a moment of consternation, Hagrid looked very excited, and he was one of the favorite dragons in the area.

The best proof of this is the fact that he secretly hatched dragon eggs and tried to keep Noble in the hunting lodge.

"Come over and form a circle, and we'll use the portkey."

Maca beckoned, and then pulled out a strange pink collar from her waist pocket. This portkey was given to him by the Ministry of Magic, otherwise, it would not be convenient for him to take such a group of people with him since he had never been to Romania.

……

Romania has a mountain range that stretches like a backbone across the country. This natural screen alone occupies forty percent of the country's land.

Hidden from the local Muggle horizon, the Romanian Dragon Farm is nestled in the mountains.

In recent days, snow has begun to fall, covering the mountains with a delicate layer of white. The place where Maca and the others appeared was a slightly open mountain glade, and it looked almost dark green mixed with snow from all around.

At one end of the clearing, a path zigzagged into the forest, and it was not long before it was obscured by more and denser trees.

It's just that right next to the intersection, a wooden sign diagonally placed on the ground points out the way for everyone...... Although this is somewhat excessive, this is just a move.

"There's only one road here, what's the point of this sign?"

Ron couldn't help but spit out, but Ginny, who was next to Harry, coughed lightly.

"That seems to be Charlie's handwriting," she muttered under her breath, "Look at that 'D', it's written 'P' again!" He never wrote well......"

A few people said casually as they walked along the winding forest path. You can feel that there is a certain slope under your feet, and they should be going down.

Maca speculated that the dragon farm was probably built in a valley.

And it wasn't long before they made another turn, and the sight that suddenly appeared before them let Marka know that he was right.

It was a gentle valley with a few old-looking buildings standing on the valley.

Except for the buildings, the rest of the place retains the original topography, and is symbolically extended to the left and right by a wooden fence until it is submerged into the forest.

As for why it is said to be "symbolic...... After all, this place is a fire dragon farm, how can a wooden fence enclose those flying behemoths?

"Oh! There's a dragon there! Luna suddenly screamed.