"Mr. McLean, give me little Delphi! Aren't you going out for a while? Eat something yourself, don't feed her......"

As she spoke, Helen walked over and reached for the small bowl of pureed fish in the hands of little Delphi and Maca. Although Maca said that it was nothing, she still let her take it.

Watching Helen take little Delphi back to her seat, hugging and feeding one by one with Cathy very tacitly, Maca couldn't help but show a happy smile.

"Oh, today's stewed potatoes taste good!"

French food is famous all over the world, and even if everyone's interest is not very high at the moment, after tasting so many delicious dishes, I can't help but feel much better.

Therefore, even if it is only at the table to make everyone's low heart more relaxed, Mr. Blois especially advises that the meals in recent days need to be prepared more carefully.

As at lunch, neither Maca nor Mr. Blois brought up any disappointments during the meal. Everyone ate and talked about innocuous things, and even Maca casually revealed some strange quirks about Dumbledore's life, which made Mr. Blois smile.

It's a pity that no matter how much everyone cherishes this rare warmth and harmony, dinner will eventually come to an end.

When Maca saw that the sun had completely faded outside the window and night was falling again, he put down the dessert spoon in his hand for the last time, picked up a wet towel and wiped his mouth with some chocolate liquor.

"Maka, are you leaving?"

Seeing Hermione subconsciously ask, Maca immediately nodded.

"Yes! I'll be back sooner when I'm done early, and I'm hoping for a good night's sleep tonight! ”

With that, he nodded slightly at Mr. Blois and at everyone, and then beckoned Kingsley and Delphi to leave the table first, and walked straight to the door.

Seeing this, the servant who was guarding the door hurriedly opened the door for them.

Not long after, the three backs disappeared at the door one after another under the gaze of everyone.

"I heard...... Is this Maca going to meet the Muggle Queen? ”

After a few moments, Ginny asked softly.

"Well," Hermione said, "the Queen's side seems to be looking for some help from Marca...... Oh no, I guess that should be called ...... 'collaboration'? ”

As she said this, she could not help but glance at Monsieur Blois, who was on the throne, and then saw the other man nod slightly at her.

Most of the people sitting at this long table are obviously not stupid, although everyone can't figure out too deep the truth from Hermione's words, but at least they can understand the current attitude of the Queen's side.

And then, I heard Ron say:

"You say...... What kind of cooperation will it be? ”

To be honest, it's not hard to answer Ron's question, because as long as Maca is willing, there are still many forms of help he can give to the other party.

However, it is for this reason that it is quite difficult to guess the answer.

The big guys, including Hermione, thought about it for a long time in their seats, and finally turned their eyes to Mr. Blois in the deepest part of the world.

"Don't look at me like that," Willy's father couldn't help but shake his head slightly, "If you can guess McLean's idea just by thinking about it, wouldn't it be easy to take precautions with Helpo's wisdom?" ”

Obviously, he lied, because the general direction of Maka's plan had already been known to him when he had spoken to the other party before.

"Alright, let's get out of the seat...... According to McLean, there should be no danger on the side of Paris at the moment. It's still early, and if I'm not sleepy—I'm going to sit at the opera house, do you want to go with me? ”

……

With Willy's father on the Blois Castle side, as long as Helpo hasn't returned to his peak condition, Maca is actually more at ease.

After all, there is still that mysterious sealing magic in the inheritance of the Blois family, and if he is allowed to deal with Helbo with all his might, he may be able to delay more time than Maca!

"Let's go! Go and come back today...... I'm afraid it won't take long. ”

After leaving the inside of Fort Blois, Maca nodded to Kingsley, then raised her left hand in front of Delphi beside her.

When the latter saw this, he put his hand up in a conscious manner, and the next moment the three of them disappeared together from the staircase of Fort Blois.

Delphi, who had been slightly uncomfortable with the spatial plane movement because she had become a Muggle, eased her senses, and suddenly looked up to see a manor house nestled in the night.

And the three of them happened to appear on the stone road leading to the entrance of the manor.

"Do you feel a little chilly?"

With a wave of her hand, Maca conjured up a flannel cloak for Delphi and draped it over her shoulders, and led her and Kingsley along the road.

"It's in the north, and the manor is a bit higher, so it's going to be colder than the south." "However, this is probably the farthest manor house owned by the royal family from London, plus Hogwarts further north...... It's a safer location in the UK. ”

Of course, Hogwarts Castle was now in ruins - a hint of gloom flashed on Maca's face at the mention of it, except that he was two steps ahead of him and didn't let Delphi and Kingsley see it.

Soon, the three of them had already arrived at the gate of the manor.

"Hmm...... Since Her Majesty needs to be reserved, let's follow the rules first! Maca paused, then gestured at Kingsley.

When the latter heard this, he immediately understood what he meant, and only stepped forward and knocked on the knocker.

"Wizard, Mr. Macklean, have come to meet the Muggle Queen."

Naturally, this was addressed to the guards behind the door, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were even some of the guards closer to the manor who were also wizards - they were part of the wizarding guards that the old bishop Davidson had specially trained for the royal family in secret.

However, to be honest, the old man's own magic skills were probably okay, but he was clearly not a good magic teacher.

Needless to say, the two guards standing closest to the door apparently recognized Kingsley, and the queen seemed to have orders from the side.

When they heard Kingsley's words, they immediately pulled the door open gently.

"Her Majesty has already had dinner, and has been waiting in the main hall for a long time, please come in ......"