Now, for Mrs. Flint, it is not difficult to guess what Ogden called "fugitives".

Not to mention whether she knew the suspect's characteristics or not, the mere fact that Iluli had gone out overnight and didn't return home until noon the next day was obviously enough to make her suspicious.

So, if today is really just an ordinary search mission...... This house must not be searched by people, but handing over Ilully directly does not seem to be a difficult decision for her.

However, now Mrs. Flint knew that she must not let these people outside the door find the slightest trace of Illuria in the house!

Look at McKellen's skillful way of buttoning people just now - if he really saw Ilully, who was still locked up in the underground detention cell, I am afraid that the charge of harboring a fugitive would be directly confirmed!

And when the time comes, that McLean probably won't even give her a chance to plead.

Surrounded by servants, Mrs. Flint forced herself to calm down. Then, she glanced behind her without a trace, and glanced at one of her henchmen behind her.

Now she must not be able to move around easily, because she must rely on others to deal with Ilully's existence as quickly as possible.

As for how to "deal with it", it can only depend on whether the people under him are clever enough.

The inner courtyard was already full of Flint family members, family members, servants, and even house-elves cowering in the corners and looking in horror. In addition, Maca's people are still outside the iron gate, and it is really not easy to detect that there are one or two missing in the crowd inside.

It's a pity that Mrs. Flint can fool others, but she can't even fool Maca.

Not to mention him, even the trench-robed wizard who was standing behind him with a very low profile naturally spotted the male servant running through the door from Mrs. Flint's diagonal back.

"That man—"

"Well, I know...... Do not worry. ”

As the trench-robed wizard asked softly, Maca interrupted her quietly. Almost at the same moment, a few inconspicuous black dots fell from his cuffs and silently sank into the grass on the ground that only covered the instep of his feet.

Just as almost no one noticed that there was no one missing in the inner courtyard, Maca's small movements, of course, were even more imperceptible.

While the little black dots sped at the feet of the people and headed straight for the main entrance of the village, Mrs. Flint was still tugging at Mr. Ogden, the interrogator of the Wizengamot.

To be honest, after seeing Ogden's tough attitude, Maca somewhat admired his extraordinarily upright character.

In the face of Mrs. Flint, who was trying her best to find excuses, the interrogator really stabbed those excuses one by one in an orderly manner, and forced the other party again and again.

Mrs. Flint was about to be overwhelmed.

"What a talent!"

Marka remembers that when she was sent to the Wizengamot interrogation room of the Ministry of Magic for trial, an old wizard with the same surname Ogden sat in the deliberation table.

Later, when Cornelius Fudge appointed Umbridge as a senior investigator to investigate Dumbledore at Hogwarts, the elder Ogden voluntarily resigned in protest.

But of course, even if he withdraws, the seat belonging to the Ogden family will still exist. The young Ogden in front of him is probably the younger generation of the old Ogden earlier.

It seems that this surname Ogden is afraid that he is still this kind of upright temperament...... Is it genetic?

Seeing that the other party was talking more and more, almost leaving Mrs. Flint speechless, Maca couldn't help but shake her head—she couldn't let him go on like this anymore.

If Mrs. Flint had been in a hurry, he would have to do it, but that was not what he wanted. Right now, those pure-blood families are watching from the outside! If he uses too drastic methods, it will make the pure-blood forces not even dare to take the initiative to stand on his side.

Could it be that he still has to run one by one to "subdue" those families? Then he can't do anything else!

"I didn't pretend to avoid any suspicion if I knew it, and it would be better to let Kingsley come over!"

After saying this, Makadon tilted his head sideways and said casually:

"Lucius, go and call all the people in the back - are you hiding there sneaking around, do you still look like wizards from a big family?"

He obviously couldn't just stop Ogden, so he had to take a detour and get more people involved. And the complex situation on the scene can also slow down Ogden's unrelenting persecution.

Not long after, Lucius led a large group of witches and wizards to hurry over, and squeezed around Maca and the others in a chaotic manner.

"Good afternoon, Mr. McLean."

- It's a proper greeting.

"Oh! Mr. McLean, such a coincidence? Are you also coming here for a walk? ”

- This is thick-skinned enough to pretend to be a chance encounter.

"Ahh Mr. McLean, my son is in fourth grade in Slytherin, you taught him! ”

- It's a busy running to pull the relationship.

"Hmm...... The weather is really nice today, it's really good for walking......"

- This is an inexplicable discussion of the weather, and even more powerfully, the man actually picked up the words of the cheeky wizard just now!

Maca was troubled by this garbled speech, as if there was a swarm of buzzing flies next to his ears, and he couldn't help but stare around.

Seeing that Maca seemed to be annoyed by them, the gang suddenly closed their mouths and stopped talking.

However, don't look at these people coming over as soon as they appear, once they are asked to express their stance on the spot, it is estimated that they will only remain silent.

First, they are all just subordinates sent by various families to investigate the situation, and only a few of them have the right to call the shots; The other is that before they really see how the Flint family ends, most of them still have some luck.

After all, in the current situation in the wizarding world, there are really few people who dare to take the initiative to jump out and take sides.

Fortunately, Maca is not in a hurry about this.

To him, these pure-blood families really don't have much combat power, even the elves who live in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts are much more important than these families.

He came here today just to take advantage of Pansy's request for help to pave the way for Kingsley's future promotion to the Minister of Magic.

"What's going on?"

As Maca had expected, when he saw such a group of wizards coming to the Flint family's side, Ogden finally left Mrs. Flint for the time being and walked over to Maca's side with a serious face.

"I don't know what they're here for!" "But I remember that many of them also have seats in the Wizengamot, and I guess you know them all - ask yourself!" ”

After leaving a sentence in this sense, he stepped aside with a look of indifference, and went with Ogden to question.

“…… Professor McLean? ”

Just as Maca looked into the inner courtyard of the Flint house, and saw Mrs. Flint's relieved look and was a little amused, Pansy, who was with him, couldn't help but call him softly.

"Huh?"

Maka raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her.

"Waiting?" He said, "Don't worry, in a little while, your best friend should be out of it on his own." ”

"What?"

Pansy didn't know what Maca had just done, and when she heard him say that, she was even more puzzled. In fact, she had thought that Maca was going to ask the Ogden Ministries to search for Ilully!

"You heard it right! If nothing else, she'll show up on her own. ”

Of course, the premise is that Iluli is not tortured too much and can still walk. Otherwise, she would have to suffer a little more, and was thrown out of the main entrance of Nabezhuang by Maca's "little friend".

Because no matter how you say it, it is definitely not appropriate to let the alienated eight-eyed giant spider appear in today's scene, and it may even cause a riot.

After a pause, Maca smiled and said:

"Anyway, you'll be able to see her in a little while!"

……

Around the same time Pansy called Maka, underneath the Flint Mansion.

It's been more than a day since Iruli has eaten properly, and Iluri just feels like she has no strength in her body now. She could do nothing but huddle in the corner of her cell, struggling to breathe in the cold, slightly damp air.

However, hunger in the belly is obviously not the hardest.

As a result of not being hydrated for a long time, she has already developed some symptoms of dehydration, and her slightly open eyes will be in a trance from time to time.

However, her good perseverance has forced herself to hold on, and she has not passed out again until now.

Compared to this, the previous whiplash was nothing, and even now, even the hot sting sensation has become imperceptible.

And it was at this moment that there was a sudden clanging of chains at the door outside, which made her spirit suddenly shake again.

Even though she couldn't see clearly, Ilully suddenly became alert.

A few seconds later, with a series of slightly hurried footsteps, she realized that someone was rapidly approaching her cell.

"Click."

The iron door of the detention cell was decisively opened.

"Who...... Over there? ”

There was only a little silence before Iruli faintly heard a voice that seemed somewhat familiar.

"Iluli, I'm sorry! But the master wants you to die-"

Her vague brain had just discerned the meaning of the other party's words when she saw her slightly blank pupils shrink suddenly.

- Do you want me to die?

"Thunderbolt-" "Bang! ”

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