In Higgs's Potions Workshop, the lights were still dim.

The thick liquid in the crucible was boiling, and wisps of mist rose as the bubbles burst one by one, filling the preparation room.

The house-elves lined up at the two long tables were still working hard. They were like Muggle machines one after another, bottling, labeling, and placing potions, and none of them dared to do anything superfluous.

Yes, as long as there is work to do, then the house-elves don't need to rest - even themselves, I'm afraid they think so.

But, of course...... Ms. Higgs doesn't seem to need a break, either.

"Ding—"

The glass mixing spoon slammed on the edge of the crucible, shaking the dark green liquid hanging on it back into the pot, and she carefully placed the mixing spoon in the cleaning sink beside her.

And with a slight knock, a strange smell suddenly wafted from the freshly stirred cauldron at the crisp tapping.

To be honest, it didn't smell good, and I always thought it was reminiscent of the sour smell of vomit - yes, and it was freshly boiled!

But at the moment, Ms. Higgs leaned forward slightly, leaned into the thick smoke and took a deep breath in great intoxication.

However, something that smells bad is still bad after all.

Even with the obsessive look on her face as she leaned over, she had to choke loudly and hold back the churn in her throat after actually inhaling the mist into her nose.

Obviously, it wasn't the smell that she liked, but the cauldron itself.

"Ahem, ahem...... Eventually, cough cough ...... Finally," Higgs was still coughing, but that didn't stop her from sighing, "it's finally ready!" So ...... next"

Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, an inexplicable crackling sound suddenly came from the crucible. There was not much movement, but the smile on Higgs's face froze suddenly.

"Oh! No—"

The moment she widened her eyes and let out a low exhalation, the same explosion as the last time suddenly spread throughout the room, scaring the house-elves once again.

In reality, it wasn't an explosion, because not even the silver cauldron exploded with it.

On the contrary, at this time, the liquid medicine that was originally tumbling and boiling was solidified in an instant, and there was no longer any liquid character.

"Tuk-tuk."

Just as Higgs slammed the table with an annoyed expression, two polite knocks came from the door, which made her stunned.

On weekdays, except for those few purchasers from other pure-blood families, basically no one will come to her. Today is not the day to pick up the goods, why do people keep coming?

"Go and ask for your identity, and if it doesn't matter, send it away!"

Because she had just failed to prepare the potion, Ms. Higgs was clearly in a bad mood. With a wave of her hand, she ordered the house-elves to go out and check, she picked up her wand and struck the cauldron to empty the potion that had long since lost its effect.

"Yes, Rice will go-"

"No need."

Silently, the entire back door of the workshop suddenly disappeared into thin air, revealing four figures standing behind the door. Although the leader was not very tall, the momentum that spread faintly made Higgs's heart shake.

"Hello, Ms. Higgs! You may know me, but that doesn't mean I can skip introducing myself – that would be too rude for you. ”

Before the words fell, Higgs saw the other party take a step in, nodded slightly, and said:

"Marca McKellen, Hogwarts...... Oh, I'm sorry! Now it seems that I can't call myself a professor anymore. ”

Higgs didn't seem to know how to take it for a moment, and after a few moments of hesitation, she simply brushed aside Maca's strange self-introduction.

"Mr. McLean," she said dryly, with a strained face, "though...... I'm honored to have you here at my Potions Workshop, but at least let me know in advance, right? ”

Marca McLean, a young wizard who has grown up like a legend.

His appearance not only caused the two generations of Dark Lords to fall at Hogwarts at the same time, but even the current ancient Dark Wizard Helmo had to hide his whereabouts under successive setbacks.

At the moment, even those big families with a lot of wealth can only choose to wait and see silently, so how dare Higgs not speak in a good voice?

"Well, that's really something I didn't think about," Maca nodded, but chuckled again, "but I've been here all this time, and there's no reason to just go back, right?" ”

Saying this, he saw that he was not polite at all, and walked slowly towards the potions preparation table where Higgs was.

As he walked, he continued:

"As you can see, it's actually me who plans to place that long-term order, and Mr. Lupin and them are just selecting the person in charge of the cooperative workshop for me first."

Watching Maca gradually move closer to his side, Higgs couldn't help but feel an invisible pressure. This pressure did not come from Maca's deliberate exertion, but she suddenly felt a little flustered.

But the second Maca walked to the potion preparation table, the moment Higgs couldn't help but take a step back to relieve the pressure, Maca turned around.

"Lupin, Donger, Sirius—you guys come in too!" He beckoned to the door, "Hurry up, I'm going to give the door back to the workshop!" ”

When Lupin and the others were supposed to go inside, they saw Maca wave of his backhand—the door that had been lost before appeared intact on the door frame as if it had never disappeared.

Across the potions table, while Higgs was still surprised by Maca's bare hands, Maca spoke again.

"Oh, what is this...... Seems weird and scary? ”

When Higgs heard this, he quickly retracted his gaze, which was still at the back door of the workshop, and then fell into Maca's hands.

It's the parchment with a scribbled handwriting on it!

Perhaps it was at the moment when Higgs's attention was drawn to the back door that the parchment, which had been tucked into some inconspicuous corner of the table, suddenly ran into Maca's hand.

At the same time as he noticed this, Higgs's eyes immediately changed repeatedly.

At this time, if you look closely, you can find that Higgs's expression suddenly changed from surprise to ferocity, and after a little hesitation, it turned into a kind of silence that was slightly fluke.

However, what was the reason for her chaotic and rapid change of mind, that is probably only known to herself.

At the same time, Maca on the other side didn't seem to care about the other party's expression at all, just raised her eyebrows slightly, and read the content of the parchment from beginning to end.

Finally, he said to Montungus, who had just come behind him:

"Sorry, Donger! I thought it must have been your poor memory, who knows...... Well, it's really me who blames you this time! ”

"yes!" Mundungus said proudly at the time, "Don't dare to say anything else, I'm still very reliable in remembering things!" ”

Seeing that Maca was holding an unusual piece of parchment in her hand, but instead turned back to laugh with her companion, Higgs couldn't help but purse her lips a little uneasily.

In fact, as soon as this Maca McLean appeared, the whole scene and the rhythm of the dialogue were completely in his hands.

As for Higgs, the owner of the magic workshop, he became the one who was led by the nose.

Is she going to remain silent even now?

In fact, based on her knowledge of Marca McLean's various information and rumors, if she had not been the first to show hostility, the other party would probably not have acted excessively.

Now, of course, the question is still on the parchment – how will McLean react to this?

Damn, I should have put the trial of that potion in the evening...... But how could she have thought that this guy, who had never crossed paths with her own life, would actually break into her potions workshop without hesitation!

"I didn't kill anyone!" Higgs finally couldn't help but say, "I promise!" ”

"You haven't had time to kill yet, have you?"

Maca glanced at her casually, followed by a gesture of her hand. Then Higgs saw that the stirring spoon that he had just put into the cleaning pool floated on its own and flew lightly in front of the other party.

"Hmm......" Seeing Maca leaning in and sniffing the residue on it, he quickly said, "Look, the rate of stirring is not controlled precisely enough, and the demonic disgust reaction lasts too long, which is why the liquid medicine is condensed." And the most basic potions haven't been made yet, so you can't move on to the next step, can you? ”

With that, he suddenly put the parchment in front of Higgs's eyes and shook it, then pointed to the next steps above and asked a further question:

"He tells you to kill, and you kill...... What about the dignity and pride of your pure-blood family? Where have they gone? ”

And in the position that Maca pointed to, there were all kinds of torture and killing methods that seemed to be extremely cruel, and I was afraid that anyone who saw it would be shocked.

Opposite the potion preparation table, Higgs immediately shook his head and said after hearing it:

"'He'? No, who are you talking about...... This ancient magical ritual was just something I bought from the black market, I—I mean it! ”