"Lupin, it's me... Something needs to be investigated. I'll wait for you in the reception room downstairs."
Maka didn't wait for the door to open, but after leaving a word outside the door, she took Lena and left first. After they came to the reception room opposite the hall, Maka sat down at the table.
"Is Lenny asleep?"
Even for the little girl who keeps quarrelling all day, if she doesn't see her for a long time, she will always miss her.
The old black house has never been very angry, and it has been even colder since the Weasleys returned. Therefore, even if those people often feel tired of listening to too much noise, it is actually indispensable.
Especially for those children who still stay here, the long-term imprisonment has brought them a great psychological impact. Laini's noisy bluff is the nutrient they need at present.
"Yes, Lenny has fallen asleep." Lena's words have not been much. Basically, she answers only after asking, "I'll make some tea for you..."
"Oh, No." Marca waved her hand. "No... we should go when Sirius comes back. When we go out, you can go back to your room and rest! Or, in fact, now you can --"
"No hurry... Wait a minute."
Lena shook her head gently and then sat down in the old armchair beside the long table.
Probably because she had just got up from bed, her hair was not tied up as usual. When she turned her head sideways, the tips of her hair fell slightly, making her raise her hand again to lift them back behind her ears.
The girl is good at enjoying peace and quiet. Except for Lenny's opposite sister, nothing matters to her. No matter how boring the days here are, she can accept them without boredom.
It's easier to worry about Lenny than worry about her boredom, but Maka really has nothing for them to do.
"How's Lenny recently? Haven't you been fooling around?"
As soon as Maka asked this question, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the reception room. Lena opened her mouth, but soon closed it again.
The next moment, Lupin's neatly dressed figure appeared in Maka's sight.
"Oh, Marca! Good evening!"
It was not lupin who said hello first, but another person, nefadora Tonks, who squeezed half a body in behind him.
"Well, good evening..." Maka said with an ambiguous smile. "It seems that I accidentally disturbed you... I hope it's not the most critical moment?"
"Er... Hello!"
Tonks's face suddenly became a little more red, and her changeable shoulder length hair gradually deepened from the original pink. However, she was the kind of straightforward and boyish character. She soon became generous again and even stared at Maka.
Lu Ping's expression was rather embarrassing. After all, it was complicated to be teased by a younger generation who could be his son regardless of age.
"Maka, you said something needs to be investigated? What's the matter?" he waved his hand and sat down casually. "HMM... is it related to the next alchemy competition?"
If there is any great event about to happen recently, it is undoubtedly the international alchemy competition to be held in Hogwarts. In addition, this event is of great significance to Hogwarts. Lupin guessed the general direction of things at random.
"Yes!" Maka shrugged. "I got the news that there seems to be some uneasiness in the Iranian magic world, specifically involving the Indian delegation that has not arrived at Hogwarts this time and..."
After giving a brief account of the general situation, he tapped the table with his knuckles and paused for a little while. When lupin and Tonks digested his accounts, he did not stop.
"The source of the information may not be comprehensive and reliable. After all, it's not your own person who provided the information..." Maka said, "but if it's true, you must deal with it as soon as possible - to tell the truth, it's related to Nicole LeMay's intellectual heritage, and the possibility is not small. Apart from anything else, the inventory of elixirs that may exist is worth risking by many people..."
"Indeed..." lupin frowned. "Except for a few people like Dumbledore... Who doesn't want to live a few more years?"
As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Tonks around him, and the other party returned him with an ironed cheerful smile.
There is an age gap between the two people that can not be ignored. Although lupin seems to have accepted Tonks's sincere feelings, he always hesitates when he thinks of the future.
"At least I don't think the lemes have been happy for more than 600 years..." Maka smiled. "In short, when Sirius comes back, let's go to Iran to have a look!"
"Just the three of us?" lupin thought and nodded. "Well, if you just go to explore, it's not good to have more people."
"Three?" Tonks said angrily. "What about me? Are you going to leave me here? At least I'm a working Auror!"
"So," said Marca naturally, "are you going to work early tomorrow morning? And... Hey, how can I remember that you barely passed the examination of sneaking and tracking?"
Lupin also joked: "if you don't wake up old lady black when you go to the kitchen, your sneaking evaluation will be good."
When Tonks heard the speech, he finally fell helplessly on the table, and then sighed heavily.
"All right, all right..."
Just as Maka and lupin smiled at each other, there was a squeaking sound of the door being opened in the hall. Several people in the reception room immediately understood that Sirius should be back.
"Sirius," Maka got up and welcomed him out. "You can go to the Leaky Cauldron bar to kill time. It must be nothing. Get ready. Let's go to the Iranian magic world together. We'll talk about the specific situation on the way --"
"Are you going out again? I've just come back -"
Sirius still looked like a fool. Although he complained, his face was excited. This guy is a busy man. Maka knows it all.
……
Iran is a typical Khaki country.
Due to the geographical location, there are many extremely dry desert terrain here, so that many areas are in the heat for a long time. This was already the case when it was also called the "Persian Empire".
It was late at night when Maka, lupin and Sirius came to Iran. However, today's Muggle world is the same. Even at night, abundant lights can still supplement the lighting at night. The busiest places will even make it impossible to distinguish day and night more clearly.
Fortunately, as far as Rita Skeeter's information is concerned, they don't need to be too close to the noisy streets of Muggles. In this way, even their bold visits by foreigners will not make the local residents look back and pay attention frequently.
"Marca?"
Under the darkness of this Iranian city, Maka looked at the earth colored dome buildings far and near, as well as the patterns on the walls, and couldn't help but stop slightly.
In a trance, he could not help feeling that there was a smell of deja vu lingering in his mind, as if he had been to a similar place in the past.
"Hmm?" in Lupin's eyes with a little doubt, Maka gently breathed out and then smiled again. "It's all right, just... Think of a small thing in the past."
He said, but his right hand subconsciously shook it, and then slowly released it.
"Let's go. The place we're going to is the old city in the north. In order not to scare the snake, just go around... There are many people in the street, maybe we'll fall into the eyes of some 'people with a heart..."
Although it is late at night, there are still a lot of people on the central street. After entering the city, Maka and other three people passed by the nearby residential area shrouded by night and went straight to the old building area in the north of the city.
The earthy yellow here is thicker than other urban areas, but now it is still a dark night, and the moonlight whitens the brownish yellow walls. In the past, most of the streets were narrow and closed. Walking among the low houses, you can even feel the congestion and cramping of ancient life.
To put it bluntly, Maka is also the first time to come to this city. Rita Skeeter clearly explained the specific location, but she still has to look for it here.
"... is this it?"
Between the cracks of a very narrow house, Maka sensed some strange magic fluctuations. As he walked in, the more obvious the fluctuation was.
Until he opened several broken baskets in the way, a door frame that had already been sealed with earth bricks came into his sight.
"That's right," Maka turned back and whispered. "When we put on the magic spell, we'll go in. The back should be a wizard street like Diagon lane, but it's said that there are many lanes. Pay attention to the route you've taken."
After lupin and Sirius nodded, Maka applied the phantom curse to the three people respectively, and then leaned out his hand to check on the brick wall.
Before long, he drew a small pattern on several bricks, and then his whole hand disappeared into the wall.
"What a terrible experience -"
Feeling the thick feeling through the mud, Maka murmured, and then dived in.