Chapter 1144 Lucky Heart

? Although the matter of the Flint family is far from over, there is no need for Maca to intervene in the future. After the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot take over, Mrs. Flint and her unfilial son will have an indissoluble bond with the courtroom for some time to come.

However, the impact of Miss Parkinson's failed spy mission is still quietly continuing and spreading. Among them, although there are certain developments that Maca can guess, there are also accidents that he has no way of knowing until now.

Of course, when it comes to the developments that he knows well, he has to mention Mr. Martin, who has always been quite unlucky so far.

On the day when Maca went to the Ministry of Magic to accept an interview with the Daily Prophet, Martin met a dwarf who followed Haier like him in the Sleeping Dragon Bar in the black market.

On that day, the conversation between the two of them was not long, and it was definitely not a pleasant meeting. However, Martin, who hadn't contacted Hai Erbo for some time, learned the latest order from the teacher from the other party this time.

Teacher... is he finally going to speed up his development?

In the deepest part of the stinking house in Knockturn Alley, Martin was in the potion preparation room where Muriel and Muriel used to sit together. I saw him staring blankly at the specially-made extra-large crucible in the middle, but he just leaned against the wall and muttered to himself.

It's really exciting!

To be honest, in the past, Martin would have been extremely excited by Haierbo's latest order—since the teacher has a more active intention to take action, doesn't that mean that the time to really do something big is coming Yet?

But now, Martin didn't even think about actively contacting Hai Erbo.

Because he knew that if he got in touch with the teacher, he might not have time to take care of other things for a long time. But right now, he still had to rescue Muriel from the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic.

To be honest, the only thing Martin is thankful for now is that Haierpo probably never paid much attention to the apprentices he accepted. As long as he doesn't do some stupid things that disrupt the teacher's plan, Martin will probably not be punished even if he never contacts the other party again.

No, I'm afraid Haierbo might not even take the initiative to think of him, an inconspicuous guy, right?

Martin pushed aside some speculation about the teacher in his mind, and his thoughts quickly fell on Muriel who was still in the Ministry of Magic dungeon.

After a while, I saw him rubbing his forehead very bored - he didn't sleep much for several days, and he felt his scalp go numb after a while due to exhaustion.

She closed her eyes slightly, but never felt sleepy.

The total martial law imposed by the Ministry of Magic made him almost desperate about sneaking in to save people.

The current Ministry of Magic can no longer break through with the illusion spell and compound decoction alone. The alchemy props used for detection and the Aurors with bonus patrols will find out all the visitors with malicious intentions, tie them with magic shackles and send them to the prison cells.

And all these conditions were caused by that Parkinson!

At this point, what Martin thought was actually within Maca's expectation. At the moment, Martin is particularly annoyed at Pansy's behavior of saving one and leaving the other, and because of this, he has doubts about the relationship between Pansy and Maca.

But in the final analysis, suspicion is just suspicion. Martin is not sure that this series of changes is driven by McClain.

In other words, his suspicion came more from the pain of not being able to rescue Muriel.

When he was at a loss what to do, Martin thought about asking his teacher Hai Erbo for help, but obviously, this was definitely a stupid enough idea.

Knowing that the teacher would not come to help him, Martin finally picked up his pen in desperation and wrote a letter containing his last hope.

I hope...that's just my wild imagination in a hurry.

...

Martin's last letter was addressed to none other than the Slytherin girl who once lost Martin's trust, Miss Pansy Parkinson.

Does this mean he trusts Pansy again?

No, obviously not - it's more of a gamble than a trust. Unable to convince himself to let go of Muriel, he could only hope that his suspicion of Pansy was just a misjudgment based on anger.

Yes, what if Miss Parkinson was only able to rescue one person in time due to some unexpected factors? Or, what if the little congregant and Muriel were held separately, and Parkinson hadn't actually encountered the latter at all?

When a gambler is in trouble, he tends to be lucky, even though he knows that the winner of the game is usually only the banker.

On the other hand, the moment Pansy received this unsigned letter apparently from Martin the next day. The girl who thought she had jumped out of the game was shocked immediately.

What do you mean?

Pansy squeezed the letter paper tightly, her eyes widened.

After that incident, can he still trust me... No, this must be a trap! He intends to lure me out, and then seek revenge on me!

Pansy couldn't help becoming nervous when she thought of her life being held in the hands of the other party.

If they stayed in Hogwarts, the opponent would be so far away that they would not be able to trigger the hidden dangers in the magic ritual, but once they went out to the opponent's vicinity, they could only be manipulated by the opponent.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door of Maca's room, and the rapid knock on the door instantly revealed the anxiety in the visitor's heart.

But with a soft squeak, the door opened was not the door in front of Pan Xi, but another room diagonally across the corridor.

Is it urgent to see Mr. McLean...?

The hoarse voice sent a chill down Pansy's back. She knew that this must be the wizard in the windbreaker who always followed McClain, but she still felt a little shuddered by this embarrassing voice.

But right now, it's obviously not the time to care about the goosebumps on his body.

Um... yes, may I ask if Professor McLean is out today?

That's right, the wizard in the windbreaker stood at the door of her room, lowering his head and whispering softly, Mr. McLean will leave alone for at least half a day every few days, without anyone...

As she was speaking, she suddenly raised her finger and pointed upwards, and then continued:

By the way, if you have to find him in an emergency, I would suggest you to look for his owl Mafa. Mr. McLean said that it usually doesn't leave the vicinity of the castle, and you might be able to see it when you go to the Astronomy Tower gone.

Oh, thank you! Thank you!

Pan Xi nodded his thanks again and again, then hurriedly left the vice castle and ran towards the astronomy tower on the side of the main castle.

The next class is about to start, but she has no time to take care of those!

...

As the wizard in the trench coat said, Maca would leave Hogwarts Castle alone every few days. But he didn't run very far, in fact, he was in the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Since several sinful props are stored here, he has to check it every once in a while to make sure the seal is still in good condition.

In addition to this, his research on the Bewitching Monument is also deepening little by little.

In order to truly solve Haierbo's worry, the exploration of rule runes is obviously indispensable. And the second-level rule runes he currently has are only one soul rune obtained from the Bewitching Monument.

While Maca was in the cave, buried in his new Book of Sin. A high-speed figure suddenly came from the direction of the Observatory of Hogwarts Castle, swept straight over the Forbidden Forest, and swooped down between the treetops on the ground near the location of the cave.

Many of the elves who settled down at the entrance of the cave were taken aback when they saw them. If the elder Lark of the elves hadn't hurriedly stopped them, a messy elf bird-fighting battle would have been inevitable.

Go to work! Get out of the way...that's McLean's carrier pigeon! Ouch—

While he was shouting, he suddenly realized that the figure in the air had rushed in front of him, causing him to lie down on the ground quickly, so as not to be hit straight.

Gah—

Mafa the owl stood on the stone platform in front of Old Lak, and his shrill neighing sound seemed to say that it was not a damned pigeon, except for coo coo coo, its real cry could scare a child to tears!

Oh, Old Lak said after digging his ears, his ears were a little ringing from the piercing call, Oh my god! This pigeon raised by McLean is really bad-tempered... Come on, your master is in there !

While talking, he got up and walked towards the big stone gate at the back, and greeted Mafa by the way.

Although wizards cannot understand the language of these elves, owls can guess what they are talking about just by intuition. Seeing that Old Lak still stubbornly believed that he was a pigeon, Mafa flapped his wings and flew up, aimed at his ear and pecked at him.

Oh! Stay away from me... Oh! I'll have to complain to your master in a while!

The rest of the elves watched their elder and the big bird walking and fighting, all the way to the depths of the territory, but they could only stare and send him away.

There's no way, it's a forbidden area, except for Old Lark who can enter if he has something to do, the other elves are not allowed to get close to half a point.

So, is that a pigeon?

How do I know! There were no pigeons on our island back then!

Pansy at the top of the Astronomy Tower knew nothing about what happened to Maca's majestic owl. She just learned from the direction Marfa flew away that Maca was probably doing something in the Forbidden Forest.

Of course, these have nothing to do with her. At present, what she cares most about is what should she do with Martin's letter?

She stood in the strong wind of the tower, eagerly looking forward to Maca's early return.

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