"Ron, you're out?"

Harry, who was distraught by Autumn's "smile back", was awakened by Ron's muffled voice, and he patted Ron on the shoulder in surprise.

"Hey-" Ron said as he munched on the delicious sausage, slightly disgruntled, "Don't make me look like I've just come back from Azkaban, that's an exaggeration!" ”

"Oh...... Come on! Harry said happily, "It's good if you're recovered, whether he's Azkaban or the school hospital!" ”

"Madam Pomfrey heard, she'll fill you with several potions!" As Ron spoke, he shuddered and said, "Seriously, I don't want to go there again!" None of the potions there were drinkable. ”

"Really?" Harry thought for a moment and said, "By the way, why didn't you just go back to the dorm when you came out?" I was wondering if you would be discharged from the hospital this morning! ”

"Don't mention it!" Ron swallowed the sausage in his mouth, and then said with a bitter face, "Although the food in the school hospital is not bad, it is the same three times a day, and anyone who eats too much will get tired of it...... Now I just want to eat something different! I want to go crazy at all! ”

"Hah! It sounds like -"

Harry was about to make fun of Ron, but Hermione's voice interrupted the conversation between him and Ron.

"Don't talk about those useless things! Come and see this! ”

When the two of them heard this, they turned around, only to see a large "Daily Prophet" blocking Hermione's upper body, so that people could not see her expression. But judging by her tone, I'm afraid her face is not good now.

"Sirius—" Hermione said hurriedly, "Is Sirius in America?" I'm not mistaken, am I? ”

"You're not mistaken," Harry quickly ran around Ron as soon as he heard the name, grabbing the newspaper by the hand, "what's wrong with America?" What happened? ”

Because it was about Sirius's situation, Harry had made a mistake. There was only a "bang", and the newspaper was torn in half, and he and Hermione each held half of it.

“…… The sudden emergence of a large number of unknown attackers in the United States, the wizarding world and the Muggle world suffered multiple unorganized attacks at the same time, the United States Department of Magic announced the opening of a second-level wartime emergency plan, and some areas may be upgraded according to the situation. Wizarding correspondent in the United States, Cora Smith reports urgently. ”

"Wartime?" Ron's eyes widened and he said, "When was the last time you started the wartime plan?" During the First Wizarding War? ”

"This ...... I...... We need to tell Maca right away! Harry hurriedly said, "That sounds terrible!" ”

"I think you're right...... Hermione sprang to her feet, brushed Ron past her, and walked briskly down the side corridor, "By the way, the contingency plan was only proposed at the International Council of Wizards after the First Wizarding War, and the classification was after it was passed—there was no such word in the wizarding world until then!" ”

Harry followed Hermione as he walked that way, and Ron blinked and reached out to grab the last sausage on his plate, before he hurriedly turned and chased after him.

"I've really studied the history of magic this time, and I definitely didn't say this above." He muttered to himself a little innocently as he trotted forward.

……

"Bang bang—"

The three of Hermione kicked and stomped across the stairs and hallways, panting to the door of Maca's office. But before she could knock a few more times, the door opened by itself.

"Oh - Maca! Maca, take a look at this—" Hermione snapped, "something has happened in America!" ”

"What's wrong?"

Maka, who was babbling to a book behind the stack of books at her desk, stopped and put the book on the table, got up, and walked around the piles of materials that were piled up around her, and appeared in front of the three of them.

"There's something wrong with America—" Hermione said as she handed the half of the newspaper with the story in her hand to Maca.

"Huh?"

At a glance, Maca caught a glimpse of the photo of the overseas report, in which a large black mist with sparks and streamers in the center bombarded a pile of Muggle buildings, causing a large area of buildings to collapse.

After hurriedly skimming over the contents of the report, there was a hint of solemnity on his face.

"No normal person would have planned such a stupid thing," Maca said with a frown, "unless that's a complete lunatic." ”

Just looking at the range of the photo, the number of black fog masses was clearly more than 100 people, and this was definitely only a part of it. And Maca knew very well in her heart that every black mist that looked like a black meteor represented a silent person.

He had also imagined that perhaps the number of silent people would not be small, but he had never expected that there would be so many. It can be seen that those remnants of Greenwald's henchmen have been busy all these years.

"I'm going to go to Sirius, and if nothing else, I'll at least bring him back." Marka was about to go out as she spoke, but Harry grabbed her robe, "...... What's wrong? You're going too? ”

"Harry? Have you ever thought we-" Hermione glared at Harry.

"Not really!" Harry interrupted loudly, "I know that with our strength, we can only cause trouble for Maca in the past!" I just wanted to say, be careful, Maca...... That may seem very dangerous. ”

"If I don't say it, I think you're more dangerous." Maca muttered secretly, but didn't say it.

He just nodded, and after Harry let go of his hand, he strode out of the office door.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Hermione said embarrassedly, "I thought you-"

"It's alright," Harry said, shaking his head, "Actually, I really wanted to go with Maca, but ...... I guess you feel the same way, right? ”

"I'm going to practice," Ron shoved the last bite of sausage into his mouth as he slammed it onto the fork, and then suddenly headed for the hallway outside the door, "I'm one training session behind you, and I'm not strong enough to ......"

"I'll go too!" Harry chased after him.

Behind them, Hermione stood in the middle of Maca's office, her eyes closed and she took a deep breath. After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked around the office, and her heart seemed to be a little heavier.

Just now, it was obvious that she wanted to go to the United States with Maca, but when Harry seemed to be about to speak first, she subconsciously tried to veto.

Yes, Hermione Granger had always been sanity, but she didn't want to be like that all the time. She knew that sometimes impulsiveness was necessary, otherwise she wouldn't always be half a point worse than Harry in actual combat.

In ordinary non-emergency situations, her sanity would come in handy; But in times of emergency, when her mind doesn't have time to think it through, this merit can dramatically turn into a fatal flaw.

That's what Maca said to her after training last night, and she felt that Maca was right. But this kind of thing doesn't mean that change can be changed, and this happened to her again just now.

Of course, this is not a misjudgment in terms of the situation just now. Hermione was just wondering if she would be able to make a decisive and right choice one day, when she had to face some kind of crisis.

“…… I'm afraid you'll hesitate, right? Hermione sighed a little gloomily.

……

On the other side, Maca sped across the lawn in front of the castle, unraveling the defensive spell at the main entrance of the school, and onto the horse path outside the gate. But before he could get into the bushes by the side of the road as usual and leave with the help of the portkey, he turned his head again.

"Although it should only be a short departure, the specific situation over there is still unknown. To be on the safe side, let's leave something behind! ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a burst of silver-white light and mist all over his body, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge silver-white eagle that broke away from his body and flew in the direction of the castle, leaving a long band of light in mid-air.

It takes a lot of magic to maintain the presence of the Patronus from a distance. Anyway, he didn't want more disasters at Hogwarts.

If the Patronus is left behind, unless Voldemort or Greenwald comes in person, it will still be able to drag it out somewhat.

The physical manipulation of the Patronus Charm was an advanced use he had inadvertently created, and the use of the Patronus Charm from a distance was one of Dumbledore's research results. Dumbledore taught this usage to some members of the Order of the Phoenix, and Maca was certainly among them.

"Although the eagle is indeed more handsome than the badger, it is still a little embarrassing......"

Maca shook her head, turned and stepped into the bushes. With a distortion of space, when he reappeared, he had already crossed the entire sea and came to New York and the Hudson River on the other side of the ocean.

As soon as it became clear in front of her, Maca knew that her fears had come true—the riverside hut had been reduced to ruins.

He hurriedly waved the staff in his hand, and a wave of magic vibrated through it, and everything in the ruins was reflected in his mind along with the feedback of the magic of the detection spell.

There were no fluctuations in mana, no signs of life, no eight-eyed spiders, no corpses, not even a trace of blood.

It seems that Sirius and the two sisters must have left unharmed, otherwise, there would not be even any remnants of the magic that had been fought before.

"Where are they going...... "Marca frowned slightly, wondering to herself, "Jackson Square?" All I can think of right now is over there, after all, those kids are there, Abigail knows that......"

After a moment's thought, he immediately put on the illusion charm, stepped on the magic book and soared into the air, and hurried away in the direction of the entrance to the Jackson Trade Square. Behind him, a gust of wind crept through the ruins of the house, and several fragments of newspapers flew away, drifting away towards the shimmering river.