Chapter 1121: A Home That Doesn't Belong to Yourself
Pansy's failure cannot be said to be her fault. Because as far as her awakening is concerned, it can even be said that it is a gratifying change.
So, is it all the wrong timing?
No, at least Maca thinks that he is to blame for the failure of this espionage operation - if he had planned Pansy's changes in advance, or if he had discovered the problem in time when he received Kingsley's secret letter, maybe there would have been more room for the matter to turn around.
Yes, he is not completely without the opportunity to take these into account, but ...... He was negligent.
Of course, Pansy's plan to get closer to Martin was ultimately just one of many ideas Maca had to use against Helbo. It's great to succeed, but if you fail, there's no need to be upset.
If there is no possibility of remediation, it is better to put down this mess as soon as possible and seize the time to think about other means.
Seeing that Ron and the others were still joking with each other in front of him, Maca couldn't help but show a little relaxed smile.
Although he didn't say it, he had already decided in his heart when he got the original "Book of Sin" - none of these good friends who can talk and laugh, care for each other, and grow up together.
However, just when Maca thought of "growing together", Hermione finally took the initiative to come over again.
"Maka, what Parkinson's just said...... When did you get her to do those things? That sounds...... It's too dangerous! ”
From the point of view that Gryffindor and Slytherin are feuding, Hermione is certainly not a typical lion cub. Because even if the target is a Slytherin, she will still lend a helping hand to the other person if they are in need.
Not to mention, Pansy's previous words had actually made Hermione subconsciously approve of her.
Perhaps, she was the only one of these people present who really implemented the slogan "We are all Hogwarts" that Maca said at the beginning.
It's just that, in the face of Hermione's words that were faintly complaining about Pansy, Maca could only smile bitterly in her heart.
"I did that for a reason, of course, but because of Miss Parkinson's reputation, I can't explain much to you. Anyway, you can rest assured, since this is a failure, then I probably won't let her do those things again! ”
"Oh...... Is it? Hermione pursed her lips and stared at him for a while before she said dissatisfiedly, "Since you've said so, then I won't ask more......"
Her actions were naturally not out of suspicion of Maca. After all, she had decided not to doubt Maca's decision a long time ago.
Therefore, her dissatisfaction is more just to remind Maca - this is another thing that is not a small matter, and she has not even mentioned it to them!
Sensing Hermione's displeasure, Maca couldn't help but smile a little apologetically.
But he also knew that Hermione was just playing a little awkward. You know, Pansy is a spy, and it makes sense that she needs to keep it a secret.
"That's it! If you know what you say, you will know it, but don't be careless and pass it on! Now the task on Parkinson's side can't be said to be over, and I have to think about it again before I decide. ”
At this point, he tilted his head and gestured:
"Don't join in the fun with me, let's do what you want...... Oh yes! Luna, after class in the afternoon, you can come to me again, and you can continue the last time. ”
"Oh?"
Luna, who had been standing at the back, was called by him, and suddenly blinked her eyes wide, and after thinking about it, she said:
"Oh!"
Hermione, who was close to her, heard it, and the corners of her mouth immediately drooped.
"What happened last time?"
When Maca heard this, she spread her hands very calmly and said bluntly:
"Interrogating hostages."
The "hostage" in his mouth is, of course, the basilisk that is being wrapped around his sleeve right now.
The Basilisk thing...... Or maybe the matter of this very rare Blood Curse host was more important to Maca than Pansy's mission. Because judging from the last time he asked Luna to communicate with him, the other party obviously had some non-cooperation.
For example, when Maca asks Luna to ask who she's looking for, she won't even say a word.
However, the more she refused to say something, the more hungry Maca became—maybe it was a big secret related to Helbo?
To this end, he did not hesitate to spare some extra time for the study of magic, and specially prepared a specially enhanced version of the truth elixir.
"Alright, alright, don't stare at me like that anymore!" Looking at the pair of eyes in front of her, Maca had to shake her head and said, "If you're interested, you can also come with Luna at that time...... It's just, Hermione, forget it, I remember you have a mission on your part, too! ”
Setting up a rune array for the entire Hogwarts is no easy task.
Hermione listened to his reminder, and had no choice but to flatten her mouth helplessly, and reluctantly agreed. After all, no matter what, the task at hand was something she took the initiative to come on a date!
……
Pansy's mission is now over.
Although failure is an irrevocable fact, and the direct cause of failure is indeed due to her choice, Maca does not blame her for this.
I have to say that her luck lies in the fact that she is with a reasonable person.
On the other hand, her new best friend, Ilully, is obviously not as lucky as her.
At lunchtime, the moment Pansy returned to Hogwarts Hall, Illusia, who had been a little vain due to the forcible use of fairy magic, also happened to return to her "home".
Although this "home" does not belong to her, it is also the place where she was born from her mother's womb and grew up.
So, when her mother, who worked for the master, died of illness, she naturally inherited her mother's identity and became a maid in this manor.
Maybe it's because she's inherently hardworking and obedient! The master, though bad-tempered, was often punished by other servants, but it rarely fell to Illuri.
Not only that, but it may be that she does her job at least better than others, and she can often understand her master's thoughts in advance. When she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, she stood out from a dozen maids and became the only head maid in her master's estate.
It's just, of course, even if she is promoted to the head maid, the reprimands and scoldings that are commonplace have never been less.
She knew that her master had such a temperament, and she was uncomfortable without a word or two a day. She has long been accustomed to this.
However, the reproach she will receive today is probably not as simple as scolding.
As a servant who grew up in the manor, no matter how unpleasant her master was, she would still have feelings for it. Therefore, she is not dissatisfied with what she does here, and she will be meticulous in her work every day.
If there was anything that made her feel painful, it must be the jealousy and discrimination that the other servants had for her.
But such a hard-working head maid since childhood, but today she is still derelict in her duties after all. One can imagine how angry the owner who is accustomed to letting her take care of the living every day must be at this moment.
A painful punishment is obviously indispensable.
At the thought of this, Illuri's slightly sluggish footsteps suddenly paused, and then dragged her weak legs and continued along the path in the front yard.
Honestly, the estate where Iluri was born looks beautiful.
The manicured front yard lawn is planted with a large number of flowers and trees; And between the gaps in the dense canopy, a blue-roofed and white-walled building looms.
Meander along the cobblestone path of the lawn, and after bypassing the verdant trees, you will be able to take in the view of the villa with its many green vines climbing on the wall.
Under this clear sky, it is particularly beautiful.
And in the backyard of this villa, there was a servant's quarter, built separately from the building, where Ilully grew up.
It's a pity that after becoming the head maid, she never went to live there again.
Pursing her somewhat dry lips slightly, Iluri put aside the childhood memories in her heart that were not yet happy, and stopped at the door of the other village, she reached out and gently pushed the door open.
"Ilully...... You're back? ”
As soon as she opened the door, she had not even entered, when she heard a voice that was not unfamiliar heard from the antechamber. She knew that she was also a maid, and that she was almost the companion she had grown up with.
But it's this childhood playmate, but now she can't see Yiluli the most, and cold words every day seem to have become all the fun in her life.
Ilully didn't know when the sprout of jealousy in the other party's heart began.
"Well, I'm back."
She answered softly, not caring about the schadenfreude in the other party's tone, and asked directly after turning around and closing the door:
"Rose, where is the master now?"
"Oh, are you in such a hurry to get scolded and punished?" The maid she called Rose lowered her head and dusted off the corners of her clothes, and said without raising her head, "Hmph, I don't know where the master is...... Maybe it's in the flower room, right? ”
"Thank you."
Illuria thanked her faintly, and then walked up her leg to the side door of the antechamber - from Rose's answer, at least the master was definitely not in the flower room now, which could be ruled out.
Immediately, after thinking about it a little according to her usual experience, she went straight to the little young master's study.