"It's been a lot of activity outside lately......"

Helmpo stood by the window and looked at it a few times, and he clearly saw the orange cat that had entered the school gate, and at the same time saw the big black dog on the other side of the street.

However, he just watched from the window from beginning to end, and did nothing.

"It's just that the excitement is lively, but it seems that the heat is probably not enough. In that case, it's better to add another fire......"

Seeing that the black dog hiding in the grass ran out of the smoke, he waved his hand and lit the fireplace in the dean's room.

"Well, I guess those little ones are pretty much ready."

With that, Helmault left the window and paced downstairs. In the dean's room, Miriam was the only one left in the room, still pounding the legs of the bed with her shackles.

The metal thumping continued, but it never came out.

……

As it turns out, plans never keep up with changes.

As far as the changes in Israel's wizarding world are concerned, the International Federation of Wizards can be said to be quite important. But I don't know if it's because the wizarding world has been quiet for too long in recent times or what, when encountering such a major dark wizard incident, it will always make people feel inefficient.

Maca, the secrecy action advocated by Akinbad, is actually quite agreeable, and letting ordinary wizards know about Helbo's current life is certainly not a good thing for social stability.

Unfortunately, they are still too disadvantageous in making plans.

No, the federation has not yet come up with a feasible plan, and it has been preempted by Helbo's follow-up.

Today, three days have passed since that night's incident, and Maca at this time is watching a new message delivered today.

First of all, I have to explain that the ciphertext of recent days was written by Sirius, and its content looks somewhat chaotic. But I have to say, that guy is really good at tossing.

Just the shift change between him and Lupin, a big thing happened so quickly.

Marka remembers that there was barely anything to be seen in the note about the night the two of them changed shifts.

It was nothing more than Sirius catching a cat, and then after sending the cat to school, it was gone, and Sirius himself slipped back into hiding with little to no gain.

The next day, even quieter than that night, so quiet that even the movement of the students in class at the Hiberch School of Magic seemed to disappear out of thin air.

But finally on the third day, that is, yesterday......

“…… The peepers sent by various forces were attacked, killing and wounding more than 20 people, most of whom were small in size, wearing wide robes to cover their faces, and using some unknown black magic. Lupin was a little injured, and so was I, so we decided to hide in a secluded place for the time being. ”

Maca shook the parchment strip and burned it to ashes, then rubbed her forehead.

"'Undersized'...... Is this obvious? He shook his head to himself, "The point is not here, the point is, did he move on the 'eyes' of a specific part of the forces, or did he come with an indiscriminate attack?" ”

Even though Maca had always been far away in the British wizarding world, he could still guess about the current environment in which Helbo was located. And if he had been in Helbo's place, he would have chosen the former.

Because indiscriminate attacks are tantamount to muddying the waters. On a global scale, Helbo would have to muddy the waters as much as possible, but in today's Israeli wizarding world......

"He needs enemies, and he needs helpers."

Maca tapped her finger on the table and pointed out the most likely.

Christmas was not far away, and Helmault had made his second move. If the Wizards' Federation doesn't come out with some means, Maca's side will have to intervene secretly.

He had to make sure that before Christmas this year, Helpo wouldn't be able to fully establish himself in an era that wasn't his own.

Nodding silently, Makafu moved the pile of manuscript papers next to him back to him, and continued with some of the calculations just now.

Behind him, the snowflakes were still drifting outside the window, and every now and then a few would fall on the window pane, and then quickly melt away from the heat from the indoor fireplace.

The windows looked foggy.

……

While Maca's side is still busy against time, Ron's side is struggling with his love.

Since he took the initiative to let go of his affection for Hermione, his love has become like a dead branch, and it has never sprouted in the past few years.

Oh well! Even if you add Lavender Brown's love for him in the first place, it will be a poisonous sprout at best!

"Harry, stop trying to persuade me, my next few visits won't work! You saw it yesterday, and I went to look for her, but she ran faster than Sirius! ”

"Hey! That's my godfather, it's my father! ”

Harry was obviously a little unhappy with Ron's analogy, but he also knew that Ron was just talking nonsense out of frustration.

Indeed, after Ron had complained to Harry, he had found another time to try to get close to the shy girl. However, he clearly failed again.

And after that, Harry, who felt that his good buddy was a little pitiful, also went to ask Ginny to collect information about the girl.

But in the end, he found that although there were many students who knew each other, there seemed to be none of them who had a good relationship.

Everybody was saying that it was a pretty shy little girl.

"Ron, how the hell did you get someone to invite that day? Since others say that she is so introverted that she can't even speak, how can she agree to let you go dancing? ”

When Ron heard this, he immediately said with a blank face:

"Actually...... Actually, I don't know! I seemed to ask her something that day, and then I ......"

"Don't you tell me, and then you're going to drag people in?" Harry asked, tucking at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing the look of surprise on Harry's face, Ron didn't know how to answer.

"I want to ...... Maybe? I didn't know what to say, my mind was a mess," he said, but quickly but effortfully explained, "but you saw it too—and then she danced so happily!" ”

"Oh, we've all seen it," Harry shrugged, "we've all seen you step on that girl's foot, and then she stomps on you—half the hall can hear you both screaming in pain!" ”

"She and I just need to practice our dance moves again......" Ron struggled for a moment, then suddenly hesitated, "Harry, do you think she will be...... Scared of being stepped on by me? ”

"Maybe she'd wake up the next day and find her toes swollen and have to go to Madam Pomfrey. Later, although her feet healed quickly, she felt a faint pain when she saw you. ”

Just as Harry was still frustrated by Ron's strange speculation, a voice came from a short distance behind them. The two of them looked back and saw that Hermione looked like she had just returned from outside.

"What you said is true?" Ron couldn't wait to get to the point.

"Of course it's fake!"

Hermione, who had just returned to the common room, tossed her bag to the table, then sat down and began to dig out her books. It seems that she has more books than in the past.

"I met Luna in the library just now, and I asked you a few questions by the way - that little girl seems to have a good relationship with Luna, and the two of them occasionally do homework together."

I remember that the slightly chubby little witch was a third-year Ravenclaw, so it was indeed a normal thing to have a good relationship with someone like Luna who was not stressed.

"Really?" Ron immediately asked, "What did you ask?" ”

However, Hermione didn't answer right away, instead casually glancing at the table in front of Ron. There was a roll of parchment spread out there, but only a few words were written on it.

"Hurry up and do your homework! I'll tell you when you're done—"

After dropping that sentence, Hermione ignored Ron and instead lowered her head and went about her business.

Ron stared at her pitifully for a moment, then at the near-blank paper in his hand, and sighed heavily.

"Harry, are you ready?"

"Write it yourself!"

He had barely finished asking when Hermione gave a warning without raising her head, and Ron's expression suddenly became even more painful.

In fact, Ron didn't get anything out of Hermione's mouth all night, because by the time he barely finished his homework, it was time to turn off the lights and go to bed.

Seriously, this kind of appetizing behavior is undoubtedly the most torturous.

Ron, who usually sleeps quite well, couldn't sleep that night tossing and turning, and even Harry, who was carrying the bed opposite, was also woken up, and from time to time he would be woken up by the movement of him turning over.

It wasn't until the next morning that they looked in the mirror and noticed that both of them had a pair of dark circles on their faces.

"Harry, I mean...... I'm really sorry ......."

Harry's eyes moistened as he looked at Ron, whose eyes were wide open and bloodshot - he had yawned so much that he couldn't stop crying.

"Don't talk about it, go to the common room and wait for Hermione! By the way, let me sleep a little longer......"

With that, Harry waved his hand decisively, leaned down and went back to the bed to catch up on sleep. Ron blinked a few dry eyes, nodded, and left the bedroom.

It's a pity that the sun has just risen from the mountain...... Let's hope Hermione wakes up early enough as usual!

But when he passed a window hole on the stairs, Ron, who had folded his arms and whispered that the weather was too cold, was stunned.

"That's ......"

Looking out of the window, a small figure walked outside, wrapped in thick clothes. But even if he was far away, Ron still remembered the familiar hat on the other man's head.

"It's her!"