Right now, Lupin hasn't returned to Black's old house.

Judging from the information delivered below, Aberforth that Lupin went to find was already on the streets of London, but he himself did not know where to run.

Although Lupin also mentioned in front of the old mansion that he wanted to invite Aberforth alone, he also clearly said that Aberforth must be the most difficult person he was looking for.

As far as Mundungus is concerned, the most difficult to please is usually placed in the last one, right?

Now, even Aberforth has arrived in London, but what about Lupin?

After pacing back and forth in the reception room several times, there were still owls flying here again in the hallway outside from time to time, and information materials fell on the memory table with a bang, and kept piling up.

But now, Mundungus didn't bother to look through the envelopes or the notes, for he found that the hands of the wall clock on the wall were about to point to a predetermined moment.

In normal times, Lupin would compile the information on time every day and send it to Kingsley for further screening before it was sent to Maca. However, in these special times, the intermediate link that Kingsley is responsible for is usually skipped, giving Kingsley more time to do more important things.

However, even if Maca has always been able to check the information quickly, the Black Mansion can't send all the unsorted information to him, right?

Mundungus glanced back at the clock on the wall, and then looked at the information on the table that was still rising and couldn't help but let out a wail—his main concern now was not whether something had happened to Lupin, because what bothered him the most at this moment was the "mountain of intelligence" that he didn't know where to start with this table.

What if this messy pile of paper was sent to Maca just like that...... Oh! Mundungus didn't dare to imagine what the outcome would be.

Yes, Maca has always rarely cursed, but once that guy gets angry, it's much more terrifying than everyone else!

Seeing that the time was approaching, Mundungus was so anxious that he casually picked up a few copies of the report ciphertext from the table and spread them out to look at them.

Since it is only the original material, it can be seen that the above content is actually quite short and straightforward:

"Near the 'Fortnum & Mason' mall on Piccadilly Street, there are wizarding people who have spontaneously rallied to help the Aurors fight off the three dark wizards?"

Glancing at the first note, Monton Giston blinked—he realized that he was a little unsure of what it was to be given to Maca.

Putting the note aside, he opened another brief letter and read it casually:

“…… Ten minutes ago, in Hyde Park, you witnessed a mad Dark Wizard running with his head down, and finally ran all the way into the serpentine lake and never came ashore? ”

Holding the thin piece of paper, Mundungus tilted his head again in confusion.

"This ...... Drowned, right? He was stunned, "Well, it shouldn't work." ”

Putting the second piece of information aside, he took a deep breath and grabbed the third piece of information in great distress.

"Please, at least one of these three can be a piece of news that I can get accurate!" Mundungus prayed as he unfolded it and took a look, "'A dwarf, dead body was found in the Red Brick Alley of the East End, with no injuries on the surface and a wand missing. It has been confirmed that the deceased was a dark wizard and may have died from the Killing Curse'...... Oh! Dead and dead, and still haven't found their wands, what's the use? Do you keep it for the poisonous tentacles as fertilizer? ”

Slamming the third document in his hand on the table, Mundungus scratched his head in pain.

"Merlin's stinky feet! Lupin, I beg you to be okay, come back and save me! ”

……

At this time, it has not been long since Mundungus cried wolf in Black's old mansion. Maka, who was talking to Neville and Hannah, suddenly turned her head sideways, as if sensing something.

"It should be that the person I am waiting for has arrived, you sit here, and I will go out and have a look."

With that, he took out his staff in response to Neville's nod, temporarily disabling St. Mungo's protective magic, and walked straight through the closed door.

As soon as she emerged from the window pane of an old department store, Maka turned her head slightly to look at the corner of the sneaky, cloaked wizard.

However, after just glancing at it, he didn't say anything, and then turned and walked down the alley next to him. It wasn't until the other party followed his footsteps and sneaked in that he spoke:

"Dedarlo, it's hard work - give me something!"

As a veteran member of the Order of the Phoenix since its inception, Dedallow is definitely a loyal partner. It's a pity that he was born in Hufflepuff, both in terms of natural ability and personality, he is extremely mediocre and low-key.

Even Professor McGonagall, when she mentions him, only says that he is a wizard with "no brains and no eyes".

But of course, as long as you are loyal and firm enough, this must be a good partner worthy of everyone's respect.

After all, over the years, everyone has experienced too many ups and downs, and with his ability, he can still stay in the Order of the Phoenix and dedicate his life silently, which is obviously an extremely difficult persistence.

Now, even Maca was quite polite to the old fellow.

But in the next moment, he saw the other party hand out a suitcase that had never been used before to deliver messages from under the invisibility cloak, and silently placed it at his feet.

"Huh?" While bending down to lift it, Maca couldn't help but say with some doubts, "Why did you use the box today?" ”

"This is what Donger gave me, and the intelligence file he said he wanted to give you is in it...... Well, he also specifically told me not to open it and look at it, I think there might be some important information this time. ”

Although Dedalo is not smart, he also knows that with his humble strength, it is best not to show his face easily, so he never came out from under the invisibility cloak from beginning to end.

Hearing him say this, Maca nodded slightly—he didn't think it was strange to hear the name of Mondigus from the other man's mouth. Because he knew that Mundungus had been there for Lupin all along, helping to receive and relay intelligence information.

However, when he casually opened the suitcase and touched it inside, Dedallo, who was invisible, found that his expression suddenly became subtle.

"Maca, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? ”

"Oh no," Marka paused before shaking her head, "I just suddenly understood why he was using a suitcase today...... Wait, isn't Lupin 'at home' at this moment? ”

"Ah, it's not there," Dedallow said softly, "He's gone out after dark today, saying that he's going to find some helpers to replenish Kingsley's strength." ”

"Yes......" Maka bowed slightly, "Well, I know, then you can go back quickly!" By the way, be careful on the road, and don't be reluctant to use the potion I gave you if you encounter a situation. ”

"Okay, then I'll go - be careful yourself."

As the two spoke, Maca felt that the source of magic that belonged to Dedalore immediately began to move away from her, and hurried away towards the alley.

After the other party completely disappeared from her senses, Maca quickly returned to the entrance of St. Mungo's with the suitcase containing the information, and walked silently through the glass.

"Maca."

Seeing him reappear in the doorway, Neville and Hannah quickly rose from their benches.

"Nothing is going on outside, is it?"

"Well, it's fine," Maka nodded, "presumably Helpo's guy isn't interested in St. Mungo's for the time being, and there isn't a single dark wizard nearby." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the suitcase in his hand and shook it in front of them.

"It just so happens that if you haven't been sleepy, you can help me do some little work...... Of course, I'd rather you get a good night's sleep as soon as possible. ”

"Let's do something!" Neville didn't think much of it at all, and quickly said, "Even if I'm lying down at this time, I guess I still can't sleep, and it's even more uncomfortable to toss and turn—"

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly turned his head to look at Hannah, and then asked:

"Why don't you go sleep for a while? I just saw you yawn......"

"No, no, I'll accompany you."

Neville couldn't help but scratch his head hesitantly when he heard her say this, and then said to Maca with an apologetic face:

"Hmm...... Otherwise, I'd better go to sleep! ”

"Good choice," Maca winked at him and smiled a little teasingly, "Go ahead!" Don't think too much about it when you lie down, things aren't so bad that you don't even have the freedom to sleep. In addition......"

"What?"

Neville, who was a little embarrassed by his smile, was stunned for a moment. But Maca's side suddenly waved his hand again, keeping a smile on his face and said:

"Nothing, I just want to say, at least I'm still here, you can rest assured that you can get a good night's sleep!"

As Neville and Hannah snuggled up each other and slowly walked up the stairs, the smile on Maca's face faded as they went upstairs.

Actually, since Neville wanted him to take Hannah away, he wanted Neville to discuss with Hannah.

But when he thought that the result of the communication was likely to be that Hannah would stay with him, he didn't want to mention the stubble.

Obviously, his ambivalence is also applicable to Hermione and Luna.

After casting a spell to isolate the doorway from the surroundings, Maca opened the suitcase again on the spot and turned it upside down on the spot.

In an instant, a large number of ciphertext letters and notes that were packed in by Mundungus were immediately poured out and piled up on the ground.

Needless to say, that guy obviously couldn't help it in the end, so he still collected it all and sent it to Maca.

"Awesome, my dear Donger."

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