Chapter 1293 The Awkward Delphi

While Maca was eating snacks with everyone in St. Mungo's ward, Lupine, the main person in charge of the Diagon Alley defense line, was receiving a group of witches and wizards with special identities.

As Maca had guessed before, this group of wizards did come from the United States. Moreover, they are also a support team personally led by Barlow Stewart, appointed by the chairman of the Magical Congress of America and one of the two principals of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

In this team, there are Quidditch players who are good at air combat, there are also experienced black wizard strikers, and there are many current Aurors in the United States and so on.

And if there is anything in common among these American wizards from all walks of life, it is naturally that they all graduated from Ilvermorny, USA.

Yes, it can be said that this large team was actually sent here on the grounds of Ilvermorny's friendship with Hogwarts. As far as the two schools are almost from the same origin, no one can gossip about this reason.

Mr. Stewart, I think I have to say thank you on behalf of Headmaster McGonagall of Hogwarts. In the midst of this terrible disaster, Ilvermorny can stand up for Hogwarts and for our British magic. It’s really rare to see support from the world.”

At the long table in the middle of the Leaky Cauldron, Lupine was thanking the Headmaster of Ilvermorny across the table. Before that, those wizard volunteers from the United States had already been brought to Kingsley to participate in the battle.

And right now, it can be seen that Stuart, who is sitting next to the long table, is a slightly older, thin middle-aged man. He was wearing a rather capable casual suit, a pair of slightly old leather shoes on his feet, and a pair of silver thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

At first glance, he looks more like a vigorous Muggle professor than a wizard.

Hearing Lupine's thanks, Mr. Stewart immediately shook his head, and then spoke quickly and authentically:

No, you don't need to thank us—if you want to say thank you, in fact, we should say 'thank you'. I think that Mr. McLean's righteousness hadn't taken the initiative to put someone in captivity maliciously. If the crisis of the Obscure has been cut off from the very beginning, then our American magic community will probably suffer an extremely large loss for no reason!

The incident that Stuart mentioned was originally done by Maca in order to deal with Greenwald, but it obviously has other and more significant significance to the Magical Congress of America.

Well, who made the culprit—Greenwald's old subordinate, who was also from Ilvermorny back then?

Therefore, this time we are not here to provide any regular humanitarian support, but to repay Mr. McLean's help,

And a 'return gift' given.

Speaking of this, Stuart suddenly showed a smile on his face that seemed to be serious all the time. He nodded at Lupin and said:

And to be honest, this catastrophe of fog in London may not necessarily be a disaster that only belongs to the British magic world. Judging from the deplorable deeds of the ancient black wizard Hai Erbo and the chaos caused by the world before, if Once London, England falls... sooner or later this crisis will spread from here to the whole world.

That's right, although we, the United States, are separated from your country by a huge North Atlantic Ocean, we have to think about the future developments in advance. This time, it's not so much a support, I think it's better to nip the disaster in its cradle as soon as possible. In case that Hai Erbo accumulates more strength in the future, he will also threaten the daily security of our American magic community.

War is equivalent to attrition. Regardless of whether the victor or the loser, they will actually suffer a lot of losses, which is something no country wants to see.

After hearing what Stuart said, Lupine couldn't help but nodded, expressing his agreement.

Yes, he said, Actually, I also think that Hai Erbo's vision is definitely not limited to our British magic world. If it is developed by him, the consequences may be unimaginable to us.

Having said that, both of them paused for a while, and then Stuart suddenly turned around and said:

By the way, Mr. Lupine! Actually, I still want to meet that Mr. McLean—the last time there were many silent people in the private estate, he left there so quickly after finishing his work, that I was unlucky enough to miss him when I passed.

Oh, see Maca... Speaking of this, Lupine couldn't help showing a slightly apologetic expression, Actually, we can't find him anytime soon. So I can only say that I'm not very old. Know exactly where he is...I just know he must be somewhere in the city right now, working hard to resolve this crisis.

When Stuart heard this, he was a little disappointed—he brought people here in such a hurry along the way, just to see the young powerful wizard who has been very popular recently.

But now it seems that it is not so easy to see.

Okay! After a while, Stuart suddenly stood up and said to Lupin, Then, I will go to Mr. Shaker's side to help.

It can be seen that the principal of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has no airs at all, and he does things with a down-to-earth attitude.

And... It seems that he is still a person who puts efficiency first in everything.

Because after saying that at the end, he said goodbye to Lupine decisively, and then turned and went to the door. As for the current situation in London, he even asked about it immediately when he first arrived here, so he didn't waste much time at the moment.

After watching the other party leave in a hurry, Lupine glanced at the bar again - there was an owl standing on it, pecking at the scattered bread crumbs on the bar.

It was the messenger that Lupine used to send information to Maca before the group of American wizards came over. Unexpectedly, even the owl couldn't find Maca this time.

Well, let's send the facts again... But those American wizards have also been here, and the content needs to be revised and improved.

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked back to the bar, picked up the quill pen and wrote down.

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...No need, I'm not hungry.

At this time, on the other side, Delphi had just rejected the bread that Fred handed to him. And her gaze neither fell on the bread, nor on Fred, nor did she look at Maca beside the hospital bed.

At this moment, everyone didn't know what was wrong with her, only Maca felt it vaguely—this girl seemed to be having a fight?

Miss Fisher, let me tell you, you should eat something! If I'm not wrong, you probably haven't eaten all night, right? How can you not be hungry?

Anyway, I'm just not hungry, Delphi still didn't look at him, just pursed his mouth, stalemate for a while before whispering, Also, I've already said that I don't like 'Fisher'. Last name... I'm not a fisherman.

Uh... Maca had no choice but to shrug her shoulders and said, Okay!

Before he could finish speaking, Fred took back the undelivered bread and took a bite by himself indifferently. Then, I heard him say vaguely:

Isn't your surname Fisher? Then what should we call you?

Delphi glanced at Maca, then deliberately said:

Just call me Mike—

Cough cough.

Maca quickly coughed dryly, interrupting her inexplicable anger, but there was still a little more helplessness in her expression. To be honest, having such a big daughter out of nowhere... It's really a good thing that people don't know what to do.

And obviously, even though Delphi couldn't finish speaking, she still attracted the attention of almost everyone present. Especially Hermione, whose eyes were widening at the moment, her face full of complexity.

Everyone has naturally heard that Delphi should have meant to say McLean. And you must know that those who follow other people's surnames may not necessarily be father and daughter, but in terms of age, they are more likely to be husband and wife.

What's more, Hermione actually suspected that she had that kind of intention towards Maca. Even though Maca might not like her, she probably liked Maca.

Yes, like Hermione herself.

I'm afraid of you, okay! Maca waved his hand and said, Okay, stop making trouble... Anyway, just trust me once and leave the rest to me!

This sentence was obviously addressed to Delphi. Although almost nothing was explained clearly, if it was Delphi, he would naturally be able to understand the meaning implied in his words.

However, this is not a matter of belief or not at all on Delphi's side. After all, many things in her memory are facts that have already happened.

The father of back then was indeed seriously injured, so that he couldn't turn over under Hai Erbo's hands from the beginning to the end. In the end, it just disappeared from the world so directly and inexplicably.

However, Delphi also knows Maca very well, and she knows that it is impossible to stop the other party at this time. So after Maca said that, although she was still reluctant, she still silently closed her mouth.

When Maca saw this, she turned her head towards Fred, motioning him to take another piece of bread.

Hey, it's raspberry bread this time, how about some?

Delphi blinked, but finally reached out to take it—after all, Fred had nothing against her, so he couldn't ignore other people's good intentions again and again, could he?

Thinking so, she opened her mouth and took a big bite, as if she took the piece of bread as a Maca that never listened to her words.