Chapter 1119 Untimely enlightenment

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On the second floor of the stinking shop in Knockturn Alley, what used to be a bedroom had been turned into a vacant house. Not only is there no furniture, there are no windows, and the dim light emitted by an oil lamp has become the only lighting here.

If Maca was here, he must have sensed some abnormalities on the four walls of this empty room - because they all faintly emitted extremely weak fluctuations in magic power.

Obviously, this room is under a spell, and neither sound nor vibration can be transmitted.

And right now, Martin was sitting down near the door of this empty room, coughing and clutching his chest, and cursing in a low voice from time to time.

Yes, after the battle with Kingsley in that empty house that was also located in Knockturn Alley, the two of them, who were somewhat wounded, left the place in a hurry without saying anything.

Kingsley went back to the Ministry of Magic, while Martin, following the principle of the most dangerous place is the safest place, still chose to return to Muriel's shop.

But to be honest, he was actually slightly inferior to Kingsley in that fight.

After all, he originally intended to capture the latter alive, but under the scheming, although Kingsley did fall into the trap he set temporarily, he was eventually run away by the other party.

As for the current injuries suffered by the two, it is similar to both sides - he feels that two ribs should be broken and some internal organs have been injured by the shock; while Kingsley's left forearm is broken, probably There is also a fist-sized piece of flesh missing.

All in all, although both of them withstood each other's fatal blow at the last moment, in the end, neither of them got any benefit.

call--

After resting on the wooden floor for a while, Martin endured the severe pain in his ribs and went to the corner of the room, opened the suitcase there and rummaged through things.

Not long after, Martin, who had taken a bottle of potion, lay down on the floor, gasping for breath.

Kingsley...ahem, Shacklebolt...

Martin had firmly remembered the other party this time.

In fact, he clearly had some contempt for Kingsley at first. Because he felt that although he hadn't learned ancient magic from Hai Erbo, he was considered a leader among wizards in this era.

Even though he knew that he couldn't be compared with a monster like McClain, he was worthy of anyone else.

That's right, even if Dumbledore was still alive, he would dare to go up and try his own strength... Of course, the premise is that Dumbledore is not holding the Elder Wand!

However, today, Kingsley personally told Martin one thing with his strength - not to mention facing Dumbledore, even he, the head of the Auror office who has not been in office for a long time, can let Martin know how powerful he is. .

After an unknown amount of time, Martin, whose pain gradually eased after taking the medicine, finally looked a little more relaxed. But after lying down for so long, he finally couldn't help whispering to himself:

Power... I need power!

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Regarding Martin's current situation, Pansy, who was in the Ministry of Magic but almost passed Kingsley, must have no way of knowing. But for Maca, who is currently busy in the Hogwarts guest room, she got a general idea before her.

And what let him know about it was a cipher text sent by an owl sent by Kingsley himself.

Go!

After giving the gray owl something to eat, Maca handed the simple reply letter he had written to its mouth and asked it to help him carry it back.

Watching the owl flapping its wings and flying out of the window, Maca watched it go away safely, while leaning against the window to reorganize his thoughts.

It didn't take long before he couldn't help shaking his head, and secretly said in his heart:

It's not surprising that he can think of a way to use people to exchange with the Ministry of Magic, but... that guy is really confident enough to actually target Kingsley? Is he planning to Do you want to demonstrate by the way?

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but feel a little speechless towards Martin, and soon she didn't want to think about it anymore.

Because in his opinion, this would be more beneficial to Pansy's actions - at least after Martin experienced such a defeat, Pansy's rescue plan for Muriel would naturally be more valuable.

Let Kingsley's injury be exchanged for the progress of Pansy's spy mission. Although it seems a bit sorry for the former, Maca thinks it is still very worthwhile.

As for Kingsley's injuries...

I don't know how much the potions that were distributed to him last time have been used up. Maca thought for a while, then nodded and said, Well, it's hard work for him this time, and I'll ask Sirius to bring him some more preparations later. on.

Obviously, he is in a good mood now, after all, this seems to be a good thing for him.

However, even Maca failed to realize that Pansy was not mentioned in Kingsley's ciphertext, which is already a questionable question.

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...Iluli?

In the dungeon at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic, Pansy knew nothing about what was happening outside. But to be honest, even if she knew the situation now, she actually had no time to think about it.

Because right now, she has fallen into a vicious circle of self-contradiction.

Under the premise of knowing that Iluli will have very strong side effects when using the fairy magic, Pan Xi, who has gradually regarded the other party as a true friend, obviously does not want her to do this again.

Even if she could feel it somewhat, if she could plead a few more words, the other party might still agree to her unkind request.

However, taking Muriel out of here was the main task Maca entrusted to her. In the face of Maca's promise, even if she doesn't think about herself, she still needs to think about the Parkinson family behind her.

So, should she ask Iluli again? Or just give up on Muriel and leave with Iluli, who looks very painful?

Yi Luli, who was covering her head, heard Pan Xi gently calling her, and couldn't help but slowly raised her head to look at her.

What's wrong?

Her voice sounded weak, but even so, she did not forget to comfort Pan Xi in turn.

I'm fine, really, you don't have to do this...just let me take it easy...and...give me some time.

Because she could see from Pan Xi's expression that her good friend seemed to be distressed about something... Thinking about it this way, she thought that the other party was probably worried about her situation.

Pan Xi was really moved to see Yi Luli struggling to comfort her in spite of her own pain. At this moment, she almost began to feel disgusted with the self who was still hesitating just now.

No... maybe I'm really wrong, I've been wrong all along...

Pansy couldn't help thinking subconsciously:

I am indeed a Slytherin whose interests are paramount, but does Salazar Slytherin's 'interests first' have to be selfish 'interests'? For the sake of my friends, for my own future Isn't speech also a kind of 'benefit'?

It can be said that at this moment, Pan Xi really understood. But it is a pity that the timing for her to comprehend these truths seems a bit inappropriate.

However, Pan Xi, who was unaware of this, naturally would not hesitate any longer. I saw her squatting down, gently supporting Iluli's petite and thin body, and there was a trace of concern on her face that she would not normally have.

Iluli, you are already like this, so don't worry about me—take a good rest! She said softly, But it really can't be too long, because the compound soup I got is only one.

In this way, after about ten minutes, Iluli barely recovered to the point where she could barely get up and walk.

I'm fine.

She nodded cautiously, and then frowned slightly, obviously her physical condition was not as all right as she said.

But who knows, after recovering somewhat, she suddenly turned her head slowly.

Pansy... and Muriel, she—

Although Yi Luli took the initiative to mention Muriel in the next cell, no matter how brave she was, she would inevitably have an instinctive resistance because of the pain just now.

However, even if Iluli didn't finish her sentence, Pan Xi knew what she meant very well. However, Pansy, who was still thinking about whether to let her save Muriel, shook her head decisively at this time.

No, you can't do it again.

But--

Yi Luli pursed her lips and said softly:

It's thanks to her and Martin that we were able to buy the wand, wasn't it? You see, we can't just leave her here...

Oh, are you embarrassed about my going or staying?

Suddenly, Muriel's leisurely voice came from the next door, as if this matter had nothing to do with her at all.

After a short pause, seeing that neither Iluli nor Pansy spoke, she continued:

It's okay, let's go! As for me... I think Martin will find a way to take me out, just like you came to rescue your friend, elementary school girl!

Although God knows where her confidence came from, since Muriel herself said so, Pansy naturally became more determined in her mind.

Iluli, don't hesitate... In short, let's go first this time! If possible, we will find another way to save her too... There is no time.

It can be seen that even if Muriel herself has no objection, Yi Luli is still unwilling to let it go. It's just that considering Pansy's polyjuice time limit, she doesn't seem to have a choice.

Well, then... let's go first.

After leaving the last sentence towards the wall, Iluli couldn't let herself go to the next door to take a look, and finally left with Pansy.

Crackling——

The voice that didn't know where it came from rang out again.

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