Chapter 345

"Bang!"

The door of black's old house was pushed open with great force and rudeness, and hit the wall heavily.

"Ah - which bastard is here? This is our black family house. Do you want to tear it down..."

Sirius's mother shouted again.

Of course, lupin and others who were discussing the recent cases in the reception room also heard it. They all left their seats with doubts and ran to the lobby.

"Maka? You... What's the matter with you? Are you okay..."

When she saw Maka staggering towards the inside, Mrs. Weasley rushed up and put her hand on Maka's arm.

"Well... It's all right. Don't worry about me."

Marca gently pushed Mrs. Weasley away with her weak hand, and then reached out again. Two stiff figures suddenly appeared behind him and fell to the floor of the hall.

"Lupin, step up the interrogation... They are the Wizards responsible for distributing that magic medicine..."

"Well... Hey! Do you..." lupin didn't move. He just stared at Marca's drooping face seriously. "Did you drink that potion yourself?"

"How annoying... Stop talking nonsense and take it for interrogation."

Maka shook her head and tried to wake herself up, but she almost fell because her vision shook again. Mrs. Weasley helped him again.

"Answer me!" lupin still didn't move, but his stubble face became more determined. "Did you drink that magic medicine yourself? Can only those who have drunk it find the right place?"

"Ah... Yes, that's right... That's it." Marca couldn't resist him and had to answer irritably.

"Why don't you let someone else do it? Or just find a victim..." it seems that something is wrong. Lupin paused, but continued, "otherwise, let Kingsley lead the way, isn't it? If I were him, I would be willing to do so!"

"Impossible..." Maka slowly closed her eyes and said dryly, "I must do it myself... Otherwise..."

"What the hell is going on? Marca, what are you doing this for?" Mrs. Weasley asked excitedly.

"For what...?" Maka mumbled, "for what? Probably... I think it's my responsibility..."

"Responsibility?" of course lupin couldn't understand, and the answer was not enough for him to accept, "no matter what it is for, you shouldn't do it even for everyone!"

"You know, for the order of the Phoenix, you, Marca McLean, are very important! You shouldn't be so reckless!"

At this point, Lupin paused.

"I said, it's not like you at all?"

When Maka heard the speech, she gently shook her head and looked a little lonely.

"Ah, you know?" he said leisurely. "The branch hat is really powerful! You can see through a person's essence at once..."

"What?" lupin subconsciously threw a puzzled look at him.

"I mean, I don't have the courage of Gryffindor," Maka said with a smile. "Well... In fact, I'm afraid! I'm afraid of losing important people. I'm afraid to hide and cry; I'm afraid... I don't want to make any friends."

"Only in that way can I be the 'Marca McLean' and face the world rationally."

"However, since I entered Hogwarts, I have respected people and friends... I also have girls I really like..."

"So, I'm a coward. I'm more and more afraid."

Hearing this from Maka's mouth, everyone present had the feeling of knowing him for the first time.

To tell the truth, in the past, Maka's impression on the people around him was nothing more than "magical genius", "more like an adult than an adult", or even "Dumbledore's heir"... And so on.

But it was just a series of affirmations of his ability.

As for "Marca McLean", most people don't have a more accurate understanding.

Only when I first heard him confide his heart, people really felt that no matter how strong and talented he was, he was still an ordinary person with troubles, weaknesses and even fear.

"Ha ha..." lupin smiled coldly. "Hey, I said... Is that the little girl of Lovegood's family?"

"Ah?"

Marca, leaning against Mrs. Weasley, raised her head with difficulty.

"I mean, the girl you really like is the little girl Lovegood?" lupin repeated with a smile.

"Hmm..." Maka waved her hand and said, "yes! Shouldn't everyone know about it?"

"That girl is nice and lovely," Mrs. Weasley quipped.

"Oh, I think so too -" Lu Ping's face suddenly changed halfway through his words. "Hey! You're so reckless this time. Is she involved in this case?"

"No, no, no," said Maka weakly. "It's not Luna, it's a friend of mine - my most important friend!"

"That's..."

"Lupin, stop asking... You take them down for interrogation. I'll deal with it... You know."

Maka firmly interrupted Lupin's questioning, and then waved to Lenny and Lena standing on one side.

"Mrs. Weasley, can you help send a secret letter to Professor Snape? Thank you," he said. "I'm fine here. Just let them help me up."

"Mr. McLean, please be careful."

Lenny and Lena sisters, one left and one right, hold Marca to the study.

Along the way, Lena was the same as before; But Lenny, who has been chattering all the time, didn't say a word, which is a little abnormal.

"Lenny, what's the matter?"

When Marca sat down on the sofa, he asked the little girl.

"Oh... Nothing, bastard Marca..." Lenny unnaturally stopped looking, "that... Are you okay?"

"It's rare that you can care about me," Marca smiled. "It's okay. All right, you go out first!"

"That..."

"It's okay." Marca patted her on the head and repeated it seriously.

"OK..."

Later, Lenny took her sister's hand and dragged away from the study.

When Lena gently closed the door, Maka immediately took a deep breath, then turned out a stack of records and spread them on the tea table in front of the sofa.

"Hallucinogenic magic drugs..." he looked at the information and said, "no, it's not so much magic drugs as magic drugs. It's better to give full play to the effect of 'mystery crystal flower' as efficiently as possible."

"In terms of the detected formula, this intention is obvious... And some specious places are also like mistakes made by students."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling.

"Willie is really not good at magic medicine..."

But just then, he suddenly gave a light sigh.

"HMM... the moon feldspar powder, which was originally used to reconcile emotions and keep people calm, actually makes the composition of enigmatic crystal flower more attached... Is it a coincidence because of mistakes? Willie, this is a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?"

He analyzed the potion alone in his study, trying to find an antidote that could eliminate the effect of the potion.

Although he forced himself to remain sober with tenacious spirit and strong willpower, this state is not long after all.

Once you really sink into illusion, it's difficult to wake up again.

More than thirty minutes later, the door of the study suddenly opened wide, and Snape strode in as always.

"Are you a frober caterpillar? You should drink that kind of thing yourself -" he scolded impolitely with a gloomy face. "No, frober caterpillars are better than you. At least they can sleep in addition to eating... You boy, don't even dare to sleep now?"

Maka paused with the quill pen in her hand and raised her head with difficulty.

"Don't say that. The frober caterpillar is great..." he smiled weakly.

"I still have the strength to talk nonsense. It seems that I can last at least for a while..."

Snape scratched the piles of information on the sofa to the ground, then sat down, grabbed the stack of paper in front of Marca and looked through it in a hurry.

After a while, he shook the paper in his hand, and his face was obviously worse.

"What are these things? Can this be called 'magic medicine'? Is the guy who made this formula looking down on magic medicine?" he said angrily, "if this is a student in my magic medicine class, zero!"

"Oh, it's not easy. I've tried very hard..." Marca leaned against the sofa and waved her hand softly.

He didn't want to tell Snape that the maker of the potion was probably the student in his class!

"This potion can have this effect. It's basically all the credit of enigmatic crystal flower, isn't it?" snape threw the data in his hand in front of Maka, "as for the antidote, your idea should be no problem..."

As he spoke, he pulled a new piece of writing paper and picked up a quill to write and draw.

"I'm responsible for the calculation of chain reaction and anti magic formula. You continue to do your pharmacological backstepping... Move quickly! You boy, time is running out?"

"It seems that I'm going to die soon. The flag can't stand randomly..."

Maka muttered lazily, took another breath, and bent over to continue writing.

Suddenly, the study was quiet again. There was only the rustle of feather pen tip rubbing the paper, and Maka's breath.

Outside the window, the darkness became thicker and thicker. It was a night without moon and stars.