Charlotte's request was actually embarrassing for Maca, because even if she was to make up for it again, it would be too late. And his learning style was really not suitable for the other students, as was evident from the way Harry listened to him talk about the Patronus Charm theory.

In the end, he couldn't help Charlotte's entanglement, and lent his notes - regardless of whether she could read it or not, at least the knowledge of the senior class Maca had been studied somewhat.

A few days later......

Buckbeak's appeal date was set for the 6th, which coincided with the end date of the exam.

However, unfortunate things also happened.

Just as Maca learned the date of the appeal from Hermione, his owl Marfa sent him a letter signed by Brand, his partner.

“…… In the near future, I need to travel far away for urgent matters, and I hope to take time to come to the small store to discuss the consignment sales during the closure of the store. ”

Maca read the letter, and after a little thought, decided to go in the evening.

After all, the exam is going to start tomorrow, and there will be no way to run around by then. Because whenever Hogwarts enters the examination period, the patrol in the castle will be much more detailed, and even if it is invisible, it may not be easy to avoid the rotation of several professors.

What's more, the exam is only a week, so there is no need to toss around.

That night, Maca took advantage of the dead of night to avoid Filch's search route, and soon got into the secret passage under the beating willow.

The secret passage was as dark as ever, even if Maca had something in her hand to illuminate, but the light still couldn't run far, and when she looked ahead, she couldn't see anything in the dark.

But with the number of times Marka had walked through this secret passage, he could reach the screaming shack even with his eyes closed, and he was used to this bit of darkness.

Maca kept on her feet, bent over and trotting, and soon ran three-quarters of the way through the secret passage.

However, at that moment, he saw something unusual in the middle of the secret passage, blocking his way!

Maca immediately paused, and subconsciously pulled out her wand with her right hand.

The thing was still out of the reach of the light, and only a faint outline could be seen from him.

“…… Corpse? Maca hesitated, then slowly approached.

The wand in his hand was firmly aimed in front of him, and it seemed that the spell that was gathering momentum would be released as soon as there was any movement.

But it wasn't until he could see what it was, and the expected attack didn't happen.

"Blake?" Maca frowned, then walked forward quickly, "Uncle Black, wake up—"

Leaning on the stone wall of the secret passage was Sirius Black, or Sirius Black, if I want to be more accurate, completely unconscious.

His wand rolled down not far away, and he himself was already breathing quite weakly.

When Maca took a cursory inspection, she immediately noticed that the placket of Blake's clothes had been torn in half, and on his half-exposed chest, there was a fist-sized bruise that collapsed slightly.

“…… Broken ribs. Maca reached out and touched it, then muttered to herself in a reassuring manner.

And when he simply ripped off Blake's shirt to take a closer look, he found another bruise on Blake's waist. It may have been a minor wound to the chest, but it might have hurt the internal organs......

Maca immediately took out a bottle of potion, then raised Blake's neck and poured the potion into it.

While waiting for the potion to work, Maca fell into deep thought.

This time the situation was really unexpected, and what happened was probably only known when Blake woke up.

Luckily, Blake's injuries were only physical, and if there were any tricky magic damages, it would most likely not be able to heal in a moment.

After waiting quietly for a moment, Blake suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hmm......" He seemed to be frightened by something, and suddenly tried to get up on the ground, but the injuries on his body did not allow him to do so.

Blake snorted and fell back on the cold ground.

"Uncle Black, there's no danger here," said Maca, who was also leaning against the stone wall, "what happened?" How did you get hurt like this? ”

Blake gave him a confused look, and it took a while for him to come to his senses.

“…… Peter," he muttered vaguely, his voice hoarse and low, "that must be Peter...... But...... Why ......"

He seemed to want to say something, but the next moment he fainted again.

"Peter Pettigrew?" Maca's brow furrowed even tighter, "He attacked Blake?" What is the rationale for this? ”

Peter Pettigrew is undoubtedly synonymous with timidity, and it would be almost impossible for him to fight Blake - he was on the run all along, even after he had managed to deceive everyone.

How could a coward like this attack Sirius Black, whom he had always envied and envied?

Not to mention, with Peter's strength, it would be difficult to beat Black like this even if he sneaked into a sneak attack. As for Sirius's combat level, Maca has personally learned it.

However, the facts are in front of him, but he cannot be unbelieving.

"Perhaps...... Did Peter Pettigrew bring in some help? ”

So far, Maca can only guess so.

Seeing that Blake seemed to have fallen into a deeper coma and recovered, Maca understood that the effects of the medicine had been fully exerted. In a short period of time, Blake should not wake up again.

After thinking about it for a moment, he simply took Blake with him and hurried to Tyrande's shop.

But when he arrived at the screaming shack, he found that it was a mess outside.

Just down the street, a large number of Dementors were wandering back and forth, and there were vaguely figures with wands in their wands to search around. Maca guessed that it must be a bunch of Aurors - the Ministry of Magic has already acted!

On both sides of the street, most of the houses had closed doors, but the light from the windows showed that the wizards were still awake.

And in a room not far from the screaming shack, someone was arguing over something loudly, so loudly that even Maca could faintly hear it.

He couldn't help but lay Blake flat on the floor, and leaned over behind the plank wall to listen......

“…… Can't stay here! You say, would you like to stay with me? ”

"Oh, dear...... This is my family's ancestral home for generations, and I can't just-"

"Say that to the Dementors outside!"

"But—"

"But what? Oh - by the way, and that evil weirdo, that must be a very dangerous dark wizard! If you care so much about your house, talk to him about it and see if he can let you stay for a few more weeks. ”

"Don't do that, dear ......"

"Let go of my hands! You want to die, me and the child have to live! Let go of ......"

In the screaming shack, Maca calmly ponders and speculates as she sorts out the information he's gotten in conversation. But this time the incident was so sudden that the blind man's speculation was of little value.

In this situation, taking Blake with him would definitely hinder the movement, and for the sake of safety, he decided to go to Hogwarts first.

As for this matter, let's let the people from the Ministry of Magic investigate it first!

However, if there is a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small that possibility may be, it will appear in front of you unexpectedly and catch you off guard.

Just as Maca and Blake were about to go back to the secret passage, behind him, a figure covered in black smoke burst into the wall.

Almost at the same time, a hand wrapped in black qi grabbed the back of Maca's head extremely quickly!

For a moment, the strong wind ruffled Maca's black hair, and the strong evil aura was still close to substance.

At that moment, Maca stooped forward and sent Black into the corner with a wave of her wand.

It was the moment he lowered his head that the sudden attack of the hand swept across the ends of Maca's hair, and a chill immediately spread throughout his body.

It was the first time since Maca had enrolled at Hogwarts that he had felt a real threat of death.

At the moment when that hand brushed the back of his head just now, the strong wind brought by the other party's wave directly sent him a message - if he was hit by that blow, his brain would definitely be opened.

In the next second, Maca slammed down on the floor, letting out a dull thud of landing.

In such a crisis, the merits of his loss of emotions are completely revealed.

Despite the sharp pain caused by her body slamming on the floor, Maca immediately rolled over and rolled to the side—and sure enough, just as he left the place, a foot that was also wrapped in black gas slammed into it; The force was so great that even the floor was trampled to pieces.

"Shadowless!"

Maca, who turned over, did not hesitate to choose the high-damage spell invented by Snape, and the tip of his wand was pointed directly at the opponent's face. It can be said that the current crisis has forced him to have little scruples left.

The originally invisible cutting spell made the black qi on the other party's face stir. However, it only made the other party tilt his head, and the next moment, the other party picked up his legs again.

Is it because Maca's own strength is too poor, or is the opponent's magical defense extremely high?

"There are many obstacles!"

This time, Maca didn't believe too much in the effect of the spell, and while he cast the obstacle charm, he didn't care about the embarrassment and rolled to the side again.

"Is it the effect of those black gases?" Maca fled from the spot while calmly pondering what to do.

The thick black qi completely enveloped the other party inside, and in a hurry, it was impossible to confirm the identity of the other party at all. However, at this point, it no longer matters whether it is Peter Pettigrew or not.