Chapter 1040 Who are you talking about?

In Higgs' potion workshop, the lights were still dim.

The thick liquid medicine in the crucible was constantly boiling, wisps of mist floated up as the bubbles burst, and filled the preparation room.

The house elves lined up at the two long tables are still working hard. They were like Muggle machines one after another, bottled, labeled, and placed the medicines, and none of them dared to do extra actions.

Yes, house-elves don't need rest as long as there's work to be done - and I'm afraid even they think so.

But of course... Ms. Higgs doesn't seem to need a break either.

Ding--

The glass stirring spoon tapped lightly on the edge of the crucible, shaking the dark green medicinal liquid hanging on it back into the pot, and then she carefully placed the stirring spoon in the cleaning pool beside it.

And following her slight knock, amidst the crisp knocking sound, a strange smell immediately floated from the crucible that had just been stirred.

To be honest, the smell is really not very pleasant. I always feel that it reminds people of the sour smell of vomit - yes, and it is the kind that has just been boiled!

But at the moment, Ms. Higgs leaned her upper body slightly forward and took a deep breath in the thick smoke.

But what smells bad smells bad after all.

Even though Higgs put on such an obsessed expression when he leaned over, after actually inhaling the mist into her nasal cavity, she still had to cough loudly while suppressing the surge in her throat .

Obviously, what she liked was not the smell at all, but the potion itself.

Cough cough cough...finally, cough cough...finally, Higgs was still coughing, but it didn't stop her from sighing, the preparation is finally successful! Then next...

Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, there was an inexplicable cracking sound from the cauldron. There was not much movement, but the smile on Higgs' face suddenly froze.

Oh no--

The moment she opened her eyes wide and let out a low breath, the same explosion sound as last time suddenly spread throughout the room, making the house elves tremble again.

But in fact, it wasn't an explosion, because even the silver crucible didn't explode.

On the contrary, at this time, the medicinal liquid that was boiling and boiling solidified in an instant, without any liquid characteristics.

Tut Tuk.

Just as Higgs thumped the table angrily, two polite knocks came from the door, which made her startled.

Except for the purchasers from other pure-blood families, basically no one would come to her. Today is not the day to pick up the goods, so why are there so many people coming?

Go ask for your identity, and send away the unimportant ones!

Because the preparation of the potion had just failed, Ms. Higgs was obviously in a bad mood. After waving her hand and ordering the house-elf to go out to check, she picked up her wand and tapped on the cauldron, emptying out the potion that had already lost its effectiveness.

Yes, Rice is going to—

no need.

Quietly, the entire back door of the workshop suddenly disappeared out of thin air, revealing four figures standing behind the door. Although the leader was not very tall, Higgs's heart was shocked by the aura that was indistinctly spreading.

Hello, Ms. Higgs! You may know me, but that doesn't mean I can omit introducing myself—it would be too rude of you.

Before the words fell, Higgs saw the other party take a step in, nodded slightly and said:

Maca Maclean, Hogwarts... oh, sorry! Now it seems that I can no longer call myself a professor.

Higgs didn't seem to know how to answer this sentence for a while. After some hesitation, she simply put Maca's strange self-introduction aside.

Mr. McLean, she said dryly with a sullen face, although...although it makes me feel very honored that you can come to my potion workshop as a guest, you should at least notify me in advance One sound?

Maca McClain, a young wizard who grew up rapidly like a legend.

His appearance not only caused the two generations of Dark Lords to fall in Hogwarts at the same time, but even the current ancient dark wizard Hai Erbo had to hide his whereabouts under continuous setbacks.

Right now, even those big families with rich foundations can only choose to wait and see in silence, so how dare Higgs speak in a bad manner?

Well, this is indeed my lack of consideration, Maka nodded and said with a light smile, But I have been here all this time, so there is no reason to just go back, right?

Saying so, he saw that he was not polite at all, and walked slowly towards the potion preparation table where Higgs was.

While walking, he continued:

As you can see, it was actually me who planned to place the long-term order, and Mr. Lu Ping and the others just screened the person in charge of the cooperative workshop for me.

Seeing Maca gradually approaching him, Higgs couldn't help but feel an invisible pressure. This pressure did not come from Maca's deliberate imposition, but she herself suddenly felt a little flustered.

But the second Maca walked to the potion preparation table, and the moment Higgs couldn't help but wanted to take a step back to relieve the pressure, Maca turned his head away.

Lupine, Donger, Sirius—come in quickly, too! He greeted towards the door, Hurry up, I have to return the door of the workshop to others!

When Lupine and the others followed suit and walked in, Maca waved his hand back—the door that had disappeared before appeared on the door frame intact, as if it had never been there before. Disappeared in general.

Opposite the potion preparation table, when Higgs was still surprised by Maca's unarmed spell, unexpectedly Maca spoke again.

Oh, what is this...it looks terrible?

Hearing the sound, Higgs quickly averted his gaze from the back door of the workshop, and then fell into Maca's hands again.

It was that piece of parchment with a scrawled handwriting on it!

Perhaps at the moment when Higgs' attention was drawn to the back door, the parchment that had been stuffed in an inconspicuous corner on the table suddenly ran into Maca's hands.

At the same time as he discovered this, Higgs' eyes immediately changed repeatedly.

If you observe carefully at this time, you can find that Higgs's expression changed from surprise just now to fierceness, and after a little hesitation, it turned into a kind of silent with a little luck.

However, the reason for her chaotic and rapid mood change is probably only she herself knows.

At the same time, Maca on the opposite side didn't seem to care about the other person's expression at all, just raised his eyebrows slightly, and read the contents of the parchment from beginning to end.

In the end, he first said to Mundungus who had just come behind him:

Sorry, Dunge! I thought it must be because of your poor memory and you made a mistake. Who knows... well, I really blamed you this time!

That's right! Mundungus said proudly at the time, I dare not say anything else, I'm still very reliable in memorizing things!

Seeing that Maca was holding a piece of parchment that was unusual just by looking at its contents, but turned around to joke with his companions, Higgs couldn't help but pursed his lips a little uneasy.

In fact, from the moment Maca McClain appeared, the entire scene and the rhythm of the dialogue were completely controlled by him.

As for Higgs, the owner of the magic workshop, he became the one who was led by the nose.

Now, will she continue to keep silent?

In fact, based on all the information and rumors she knew about Maca McLean, if she hadn't shown hostility first, the other party probably wouldn't have taken any drastic actions either.

Of course, the crux of the problem now is still on that parchment—then how will McClain react to it?

Damn it, I should have put the trial production of that potion at night... But how could she have thought that this guy who had never had anything to do with her life unexpectedly broke into her magic potion? Come to the medicine workshop!

I didn't kill anyone! Higgs finally couldn't help it, I promise!

Isn't it too late to kill?

Maca glanced at her casually, and immediately raised her hand. Immediately, Higgs saw that the mixing spoon that he put into the cleaning pool just now floated up by himself, and flew lightly in front of the other party.

Hmm... I saw Maca leaning forward to smell the residue on it, and quickly said, Look, the stirring speed is not controlled precisely enough, and the demon-hating reaction lasts too long, which is why the liquid coagulates. .And the most basic potion hasn't been made yet, so naturally you can't proceed to the next step, can you?

Having said that, he suddenly put the parchment in front of Higgs's eyes and shook it, then pointed to the follow-up steps above and asked further questions:

He told you to kill people, so you go kill people... Where is the dignity and pride of your pure-blooded family? Where have they all gone?

And at the position Maca pointed at, there were all kinds of cruel killing methods that seemed extremely cruel, and anyone who saw them would be shocked.

Opposite the potion preparation table, Higgs shook his head immediately after hearing it and said:

'He'? No, who are you talking about... I just bought this ancient magic ritual from the black market, I, I mean it!