No matter how bright the sun is, it will always gradually set in the west with the arrival of night, and the good times often make people sigh at the inexorable passage of time.

While Monday had not yet arrived, everyone tried their best to enjoy the last freedom of the day.

However, when the young wizards gathered in the auditorium to have a good dinner with their friends, they found that the plates on the table were still empty.

"What's going on? Isn't it dinner time? Why hasn't the food been laid out yet? ”

The students in the auditorium gathered more and more, and soon the usual seats were filled. Everyone was discussing in a low voice with their neighbors, and the whispers suddenly stopped.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron also sat in the middle of the Gryffindor table, frowning and exchanging glances with a slight uneasiness in their hearts.

Hermione, in particular, glanced at the faculty chair from time to time, but except for the headmaster's seat in the middle, which was empty, there was no one in the seat where Maca usually sits.

Professor McGonagall still sat in her seat, with a straight face and a word.

Ever since Dumbledore left everyone for good, Professor McGonagall, as Acting Headmaster, has been reluctant to sit in the seat that belongs to Dumbledore, and the same is true today.

As for the other professors, they sat in their seats as well, and although they all looked different, they did the same thing—they seemed to be waiting for something.

“…… Is Umbridge back? Could it be that she has played some tricks again? Ron couldn't help but whisper.

"Who knows?" Hermione frowned, "Although I don't know yet, but judging from the actual situation, Umbridge must be the most suspicious." ”

"Wait a little longer and you'll know, it's useless to guess now." Harry's heart grew heavier as he looked at Professor McGonagall's grim expression.

Just then, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up. Without her opening her mouth, the young wizards in the auditorium automatically stopped talking in whispers and focused their eyes on her.

Everyone had obviously been waiting a little too much.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have been waiting for you for a long time. But before the meal begins, I have to tell you three things—" Professor McGonagall said solemnly, with a tense face, "First, there is news from the Greek wizarding community that the Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Greece has been broken by a force of unknown origin, and the local wizarding community is still investigating......

In the entire European wizarding world, Hogwarts in England, Beauxbatons in France, and Durmstrang in Scandinavia are the three most famous schools of magic and wizardry.

However, in addition to these three schools, there are also some small magic schools, and the "Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" in Greece is one of them.

In fact, this historic school of magic was also one of the world-famous in ancient times. But in the long river of history, for various reasons, this school has long been relegated to the third rate.

But even so, in the midst of the current peaceful and peaceful tone of the wizarding world, the collapse of a magic school is undoubtedly very shocking.

This is true even for a magical school that is about to wither itself.

However, after all, it was a matter far away in Greece, and although most of the young wizards were shocked, no one understood at the moment what Professor McGonagall's intention was in telling everyone about this matter so solemnly.

While the students in the various colleges were confused, Professor McGonagall continued—

“…… Second, because the Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was suddenly destroyed, the Greek Ministry of Magic must step up its investigation into the truth of the unknown force and protect the safety of the local ordinary wizard population. Lacking manpower, the Greek Ministry of Magic requested international aid from the Wizarding Council for the future of the survivors' students. ”

"So, the three major schools of witchcraft and wizardry, including our Hogwarts, will each receive a batch of survivors from the Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry-"

At this, Professor McGonagall paused, and then shouted aloud, "Twenty-seven students, please enter the auditorium!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the side corridor of the auditorium was slowly pushed open from the outside.

……

Half a day ago, the office of the professor of the ancient magic literature class.

Maka, who had just finished lunch from the auditorium and hurried back here, sensed a faint wave of magic outside the door before she could sit down.

Then, as expected, he heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Maca didn't sit anymore, he turned around and answered the door.

The office door opened quietly, and Professor McGonagall, with a solemn face, strode in, nodding slightly at Maca.

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall." Maca bowed.

The two of them were so polite, naturally because there were outsiders present.

Professor McGonagall didn't come alone, and behind her was a guy she didn't want to see at the moment - Dolores Umbridge, a departing Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Good afternoon, young - Professor McLean." Although they hadn't seen each other for many days, the greasy smile on the old woman's face had not changed much, and it even looked even more disgusting.

"Well," said Maca with a smirk, "good afternoon, the older one—Ms. Umbridge. ”

In the face of Umbridge's provocation, Maca naturally would not be polite.

He didn't even refer to each other as "professor", because even if the old woman had returned to take up her post, she wouldn't be a Hogwarts professor until she had not publicly announced it.

"Uh-huh—" Umbridge didn't care, she just turned her head to look at McGonagall, "Minerva McGonagall Acting Headmaster?" ”

"I don't need you to remind me, I'm not old enough to forget things." Professor McGonagall frowned and handed a roll of parchment to Maca in her hand, "Professor McLean, you take a look at this first, and I'll explain what I mean when I'm done." ”

Slightly puzzled, Maka took the scroll, unfolded it, and scanned it from beginning to end. In a matter of seconds, he looked up again, his gaze silently on Umbridge's old face.

"Do you want me to hand over to the head of the Wizarding Council? Of course that's fine...... "Maka said calmly, "but ...... What was the Greek wizarding world really like? What attacked Minos? ”

He asked Professor McGonagall, but his gaze remained on Umbridge's face, as if trying to see something on the fake face covered with a sweet smile.

It's a pity that Umbridge doesn't have the slightest change in expression at this moment, so that people can't read what she is thinking.

"I don't know, this will have to wait for the follow-up investigation of the Greek Ministry of Magic, maybe we will find out." Professor McGonagall shook her head slightly, then continued, "Now that you understand, I won't say anything more. Prepare for half an hour with Ms. Umbridge! ”

With that, Professor McGonagall turned and walked out of the office, and Umbridge immediately took two quick steps and followed.

She didn't want to stay here, and it didn't feel good to be with Maca. Although the two of them will definitely have a period of time alone for a while, the shorter the ordeal, the better.

With the parchment roll in her hand, Maca walked to the chair in the pile next to her and sat down, unfolding the parchment roll and reading it again.

It is a document signed by the Greek Ministry of Magic, the Council of Wizards, the British Ministry of Magic, and Hogwarts.

The content is basically as follows: due to the terrorist attack on the Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Greek Ministry of Magic applies for international assistance, asking the magic schools in Europe to accept the surviving students and arrange for them to be able to graduate from school normally.

It also included the names, genders, and ages of the twenty or so students assigned to Hogwarts, and as for the rest, there might be other documents or information, but at least the document in Marka's hand didn't write it.

“…… Greece? ”

Maca stared at the keywords on the document for a while, but didn't find much of a clue.

"Could it have something to do with Greenwald or Voldemort?" He pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "At least it shouldn't have anything to do with Voldemort - his attention is entirely focused on the British wizarding world, and for now, he certainly doesn't have the energy to reach that far." ”

"So...... Is it Greenwald? Maca said suspiciously, "Let's assume that he did it, but what good can it do to him?" ”

He still knows a little bit about the Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. No, if anything, any wizard who has read through the History of Magic knows that this school has been completely destroyed in the past war.

The current Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was rebuilt on the site of the original school.

If you ask what you can gain by defeating Minos, I believe that all wizards who know that history have only one answer - they will not get anything!

The Minoan School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has long since lost its original heritage, both the level of teaching and the treasures left in the school have been lost. So even if it is rebuilt with fundraising, the number of students it admits each year is quite limited.

It is veritably on the verge of extinction.

"Perhaps...... Did I think too much? Maca re-rolled the parchment scroll in confusion, "The Greek wizarding world has always been chaotic in modern times, and the local Ministry of Magic is struggling to keep it running, so it's no wonder that this time I'm applying for international assistance...... There's nothing unreasonable. ”

"However, it is better to be careful, so let's send someone to Greece first!"

After some deliberation, he took the matter to heart, got up and walked to the inside of the office.

After a while, it was time to hand over the twenty or so students of Minos to the head of the Wizarding Council, and it was time to change into relatively formal wizarding robes.

After all, no matter what, he was acting for Hogwarts.