Chapter 339

"Good evening, Miss Betsy. It's very offensive to come uninvited late at night."

"No, please call me 'Mrs. Longman'." Marca's address to her seemed to cause her dissatisfaction. "What are you doing to come to our couple's house so late?"

"Oh, sorry -"

Maka glanced aside and found that her husband had not recovered as much as she did.

"Well, Mrs. Longman, let me answer your question first..." he paused and said frankly, "I'm a professor at Hogwarts, and she's Auror of the Ministry of magic."

"Auror?" Mrs. Longman said warily.

"Yes, I'm Auror. I think you'd better --" Tonks. "

Maka motioned to Tonks, and then continued, "please rest assured, we're not here to find out the bottom of your husband's case..."

He said, looking again at the empty potion bottles that fell on the floor.

"All we need is the source of the potion and..." speaking of this, Maka stared into each other's eyes. "The details of your husband and wife's recent use of potions."

Mrs. Longman lay stiff on the floor, only her face barely moving. Plus being attacked by Maka and Tonks late at night, it is reasonable to say that such a weak woman should always be frightened.

But on her seemingly timid face, there was no due fear.

"Potion..." she pursed her thin lips, but showed a strong temperament. "Are you sent by the Ministry of magic to investigate this potion... As long as you don't embarrass my husband, I can tell you what I know."

"Sure," Marca nodded. "Let's sit down and have a good chat?"

Then he waved his wand, and the chair that fell in the corner immediately turned over and fell behind him and Tonks. After he sat down, he untied the curse on each other.

Mrs. Longman suddenly felt relaxed. She hurriedly took a breath, then rushed to her husband with a trace of panic and checked carefully.

Mr. Longman remained motionless on the bed, but it could be seen that the madness in his eyes still existed. In addition, there are no other exceptions.

"Your husband is fine. I just controlled him with the whole body bondage spell." Maka's eyes jumped back and forth on the couple, as if comparing something. "Madam, please sit down first... In fact, we don't have enough time. When I finish asking what I want to ask, we'll leave ourselves without you."

Hearing the speech, the other party rubbed the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, finally left his husband temporarily and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

"Ask what you want to know!" she whispered.

"Well, the first question is very simple..." Maka pointed to the potion bottle on the ground with her wand. "Where did you get this potion?"

"I bought it on the black market."

Mrs. Longman's slender arms supported on the edge of the bed, her head slightly bowed, and looked at the empty magic medicine bottles together, as if she was remembering something.

"Where?" Marca asked again.

"... I don't know."

Mrs. Longman shook her head gently, and her scattered shoulder length curly hair shook leisurely.

"How could you not know?" said Tonks, frowning. "Or are you the one who sells them?"

"No, I really don't know..." the other party looked up with a trace of pain in his expression. "I can only vaguely remember that it should be somewhere in the black market... A very dark and humid place..."

"Well," Marca waved her hand, "then ask the second question first - as far as I know, you shouldn't have been exposed to this potion when your husband had abnormal symptoms?"

"Yes." Mrs. Longman said sadly, "I tried my best to ask for people everywhere, but nothing worked... I can't save him..."

"Now that you've seen your husband's appearance, how did you get caught?" Marca wondered. "It's reasonable to say that you should stay away from this harmful potion?"

When the other party hears the speech, the color of confusion gradually emerges.

"This..."

She frowned and thought, the more distressed she was. After a long time, she finally only said "sorry", and her face became a little nervous.

"I don't know. I don't know. What the hell are you..."

Tonks looked a little impatient. But it's no wonder. After all, Kingsley is her boss. She takes good care of her on weekdays. Recently, her heart has been very heavy.

Although she is often rough in front of everyone, she always makes everyone laugh, but her heart is actually very thin.

She knows that as a newcomer, Auror's ability is still very insufficient; She also knows that both Moody's and Kingsley are very concerned about her growth.

However, as the two elders and officers had accidents one after another, the regret in her heart was almost beyond her tolerance.

"Why... Why wasn't it me?"

Recently, when she was lying in bed every night, she had this sentence in her mind.

She really began to hate herself.

However, the atmosphere in the order of the Phoenix has always been dignified. She can't make the atmosphere worse because of her little things.

Therefore, she forced herself, forced herself, tried to maintain the usual joy, and tried to bring help to everyone from where she could.

But facts have proved that repressed emotions always break out inadvertently.

"... tell me what you know! Don't think you can prevaricate it by saying 'I don't know'! How many people do you think are crazy because of this magic medicine! What's your purpose?"

Tonks suddenly stood up and pulled out his wand. While he pressed down the other party, the tip of the wand had been firmly against the other party's thin neck.

Mrs. Longman was obviously startled by her.

However, she soon calmed down, stared at Tonks' face for a moment, clenched her teeth and said nothing.

"Tonks!" Maka looked at the tight figure and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, calm down..."

"How can you calm me down! Maka, you don't worry at all because you're so leisurely all the way -"

Tonks suddenly stopped talking, as if regretting what he had said in a moment of excitement.

She paused, released her left hand that pressed Mrs. Longman's shoulder, hung her head and stood up, but the magic wand in her right hand was tighter and tighter.

"Don't force yourself too much," Marca patted her on the shoulder again and smiled. "But then again, the face you made outside is very interesting. It's no worse than your easy-looking magus."

"Ah?" Tonks suddenly looked back and looked at Maka.

"Forget?" Marca chuckled. "Didn't you make a funny face at that brick hole just when I entered the house?"

"Ah!"

As if remembering something, Tonks blinked.

"Sit down and have a rest!" Maka pressed her shoulder and let her sit back in the chair. Then she turned her head and said to Longman, "sorry, it's rude..."

Tonks sat in his chair, stunned, and then she hardly listened to Marca and Mrs. Longman.

Because of Maka's words, she remembered the faces she had just made outside. Of course, there were no people around her at that time. Naturally, she didn't do that to make others laugh.

I'm afraid she didn't even notice. In fact, she was born that way.

Perhaps during this time, she often forces herself to make some off-line actions in order to activate the atmosphere. But the previous faces were just what she wanted to do.

"Ah... Christine and Charles?"

Tonks suddenly recalled his first destination tonight.

If you have to say, in fact, it doesn't seem necessary to go there tonight. Important information was easily asked in that strange club, and Maka didn't seem to plan to get anything from the magic drugstore at the beginning.

In this way, Maka took herself to see Christine and Charles tonight. It seems that it is

"Don't force yourself too hard" -- Marca's words flashed in her heart.

"Is he... Aware of my reluctance?"

Tonks took a deep look at Marca.

Not to mention the fantasies of Tonks, Maka got some new clues from the Longman population

"... that is to say, after that, when you wake up from bed every morning, will you find an empty potion bottle on the floor?" Marca confirmed with a frown.

After Mrs. Longman nodded again, Maka looked at the empty magic medicine bottle on the ground and Mr. Longman who couldn't move. She didn't know what she was thinking.

After a few seconds, he pointed to Mr. Longman on the bed and said, "what about your husband?"

"A few days ago, I don't know why, he fell ill again. I can only bind him like this, otherwise he will smash things and hit people everywhere and want to escape..."

"Really?" Maka heard the speech and gently raised her eyebrows. "Let me guess... Is it that there is one empty magic medicine bottle missing every morning when you bind him?"

Mrs. Longman was stunned and nodded immediately.

"That's right... How do you know?" she asked in a slightly surprised way.

Maka did not answer her question, but calculated it thoughtfully. For a time, the messy bedroom was quiet, and only a few breathing sounds staggered with each other, light and inaudible.

After a while, Maka suddenly stood up and went aside to pick up a magic medicine bottle. He rubbed the clean bottle without any label, and his eyes looked a little deep.

"This potion... Is really interesting," he muttered to himself.