Chapter 316

"... Marca and Dumbledore told us with their own behavior that we don't have to be afraid of Professor Umbridge, but we can't choose to confront him head-on."

Hermione's words came to Maka from Luna's mouth.

To tell you the truth, Marca recognized Hermione's acumen very much. If Hermione still chooses to enter the Ministry of magic in the future to contribute to the reform of the magic world, at least she will not be prevented from entering due to some judgment on the situation.

The current situation, as Hermione judged.

The struggle between the order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters continued, but because of Maka's repeated tricks, the struggle had already turned to the dark. Originally expanded by Voldemort to the offensive and defensive situation of the whole British magic world, it has finally been limited to the "central area" of the Ministry of magic.

The key is that Voldemort, forced again and again by Maka's momentum building plan, not only lost people, but also lost "potential". He wants to dominate the British magic world. He can't do without these two.

Therefore, he gave up the previous "national panic war" and focused on the power center of the Ministry of magic, trying to make a final decision from the perspective of power.

Not to mention the disadvantages, at least the benefits are indispensable. After all, neither Marca nor Dumbledore can blatantly sweep everything with a magic wand.

"Luna, you don't have to care about these messy things. Just study at ease and do what you like to do. When these troubles are over, I'll go to Sweden with you to find hornsnorers!"

Maka sat behind her desk and smiled at her with a relaxed smile.

Listen to Maka say so, although Luna looks a little moved, she doesn't nod immediately.

"... Maka... They seem to have a good relationship."

Looking at the girl in front of her who was in a trance all day, as if she didn't care about anything, Maka really didn't want her to be involved in this dangerous dispute.

But her words now stunned Maka.

Luna is a kind girl with a clear heart. Perhaps it is because of her pure mind that she often inadvertently understands people's hearts.

She must have noticed Maka's protection for her - it's not a very secret thing, and this protection is out of Maka's care.

Luna could feel it, as if a warmth surrounded her and made her feel very comfortable.

But it is precisely because of this protection that Maka almost ignores her real feelings: this girl, who has been out of tune with others since childhood and has been wandering on the edge of loneliness, is actually the girl who yearns for friendship most.

She envied the pure friendship between the little lions, but because of the warmth brought to her by Maka, she subconsciously didn't want to go against Maka's wishes.

"... let me think about it!"

Maka's words sound like endless, but the communication between him and Luna has always been like this, which is not surprising.

Luna blinked her eyes gently. She didn't know whether she understood or not, but there seemed to be a naive smile on her face.

……

On Marca's side, he was quite comfortable as a professor, but on black's old house, he received a somewhat unusual report.

"... do you think this case has anything to do with Voldemort?"

In the reception room of black's old house, Lupin looked at the report in his hand and frowned slightly.

"It's needless to ask, he must not have run away!" Sirius said impatiently.

Because he had been trapped in the house, he felt that his dog hair was going to be moldy, but he also knew that he really couldn't run out casually, so he had to sulk.

"Kingsley said that the key question is not whether it is related to Voldemort, but what magic caused the symptoms of the wizard in the case," said Tonks, who had just returned from the Ministry of magic.

"Yes!" lupin thought and shook his head. "It's very different from what McLean called the" black dead ", but there's also something in common - both of them are confused."

"It's said to have something to do with the soul, but I don't know whether it's specific or not." Tonks said casually. Seeing that others looked at her, she immediately waved her hand. "Don't look at me, I just heard Maka mention a few words."

Sirius smacked his tongue and sighed heavily.

"Since we can't judge, let's contact McLean as soon as possible!" lupin thought again for a while, and then made a decisive decision, "Molly, please pass a code to McLean!"

"Well, OK."

Mrs. Weasley answered, then turned and hurried upstairs.

"Confused, dazed for a long time, then gradually fell into madness and showed an extremely strong desire to attack... I hope this is just an example, otherwise..."

With Lu Ping's words, the members in the reception room couldn't help showing a dignified color

Before long, Maka received a letter from an unknown place. Looking at the symbol in the middle of the blank stationery, he knew he had to go back tonight.

Although I don't know what happened, since I will contact him, it means that there must be a problem in the order of the Phoenix. It just seems that this problem is not very urgent, otherwise the code letter should be in a red envelope.

That night, Marca hurried back to black's old house.

"What do you think, McLean?"

In the sight of people asking, Maka just shook her head gently.

"It seems that it should be some kind of influence on the soul. At this time, Voldemort obviously can't get rid of the suspicion," he thought for a while, and then said, "but this kind of thing can't see a specific situation just by looking at the report... Where is the victim?"

"Uh... Victim?" Tonks hesitated. "Do you mean the crazy wizard or the other two wizards killed by the crazy wizard?"

"Of course it's the crazy..." Marca shrugged.

"It should still be in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic!" said Tonks truthfully.

"Hmm..." Maka frowned when she heard the speech. "Since you are in the dungeon, it means you can't visit at will?"

"Yes! Now this case is being watched by skinger's people. Only Kingsley has contact with the case report for the time being." Tonks nodded helplessly.

"That's why he's working overtime now?"

"Kingsley? He's working overtime. Yes, but he's working overtime for the order of the Phoenix, not the Ministry of Magic -" Tonks stalled. "He can only indirectly contact the case. Now he has gone to the crime scene to explore and hope to find some reliable clues."

"Really?"

Maka said, looked down at the report document in her hand, and then handed it to lupin.

"I'll go to Kingsley first. If I can't, I can only rely on you to find a way to get close to the crazy wizard," he said. "There was too much noise in the mystery department before. Now I'm not suitable to go again."

"If there is no harvest, I won't come back. I can't leave Hogwarts for the time being. Next, you need to pay more attention to whether there are similar cases."

Speaking of this, he paused and added: "if you find out before Auror of the Ministry of magic, try to bring the victim back - of course, if you pay attention to safety!"

"OK, I know what to do." lupin nodded immediately.

As a result, Maka didn't return to the order of the Phoenix headquarters again that night. Obviously, they didn't find anything special at the scene of the crime.

However, in Kingsley's mouth, he obtained some newly collected information.

About the inexplicably crazy wizard, his symptoms continue. Although there are occasional periods of calmness, most of the time they are still in a very unstable mental state.

The Ministry of magic has controlled it by magic for the time being, but the danger still exists.

It is worth mentioning that the "slightly calm" daze time is still continuously shortened, and the crazy time period is becoming longer and longer.

If it goes on like this, the wizard will go completely crazy sooner or later and die in a long period of sleeplessness.

……

The next morning, in the Gryffindor tower, in the girls' bedroom.

Recently, the weather is gradually cooling down. Everyone is wearing thin woolen clothes, and Hermione is no exception.

But she got up from bed early this morning. Probably because the temperature was particularly low before dawn, she still wore a blanket.

While her roommate was still sleeping soundly, Hermione lay alone in front of the desk in the bedroom and learned that she was beating something.

It seems that for fear of disturbing the roommate's sleep, the oil lamp on the desk only emits a faint light, which slightly turns away the darkness before the sun rises.

With the passage of time bit by bit, a glimmer of sunrise finally appeared between the gaps of the curtains.

A flat beam of light fell on the blanket on Hermione's shoulder and beside the desk. Hermione, who focused on her work, didn't find it quickly.

When the darkness in the room was gradually dissipated by the rising sun, she finally turned around and squinted at the window.

The curtain was outlined with a golden edge in the sunlight.

Hermione couldn't help stretching and yawning deeply. Then she closed the box on the desk again, stood up and gently brushed a corner of the curtain open.

"It's a nice day today," she said with a bright smile on her face. "Do you want to talk to Maka today - it's almost done anyway!"

Just then, she looked back at the box on the table, and her smile was a little proud.