Chapter 699

"... that's the way it is. Mr. McLean, I will severely punish him for this incident that disturbed many wizards in various countries. Obviously, I had asked them to recite all the matters needing attention before leaving the tribe. Who knows, I couldn't think about it after all."

In the faculty lounge of Hogwarts castle, as one of the leaders of the African delegation, the old witch Maka had noticed was frankly expressing her apology for the riot.

On her side, the African wizard who had pulled out his wand in full view of the public stood with his head slightly hung. Apart from telling the actual situation in their tribal language just now under the question of the old witch, they did not dare to speak more nonsense.

On the other side, there were Harry and others sitting there still confused... Of course, only Luna was as relaxed and casual as ever. She even wanted to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

In addition, as it should be, Maka is sitting between the two sides of the incident and acting as a mediator of what seems to be a dispute

Although this is the faculty lounge, because professors have their own offices, and even filch has his own administrator's office, generally no one will come here.

When Maka received the report and went to the edge of the forbidden forest to check the situation, she invited all the stakeholders to a quiet place very suitable for arbitration disputes.

At least the domestic elves are diligent. Although it is often vacant, it is still clean and tidy.

"No, it doesn't matter, it's not his fault." for the old witch's apology, Maka gently waved her hand. "It's basically clear since Luna stood up at last and made both sides stop immediately. So, since it's just a misunderstanding and didn't cause anyone's actual loss in the end, it's over..."

Small contradictions and disputes between countries have almost always ended in a peaceful way, let alone this time it is really a misunderstanding. Of course, if this time it really hurt Harry and them, Marca might not be as "easy-going" as she is now.

After all, he can't be a qualified person in power. Although he himself has a good view of the overall situation, it is only limited to cognition. It is basically impossible for him to choose some sacrifices.

After determining the sex of the commotion, Maka asked curiously, "but is Luna really like the female ancestor of your tribe? Er... I don't mean to offend, but believe me, you should understand?"

To put it bluntly, even the race is completely different. Will it really be so similar?

At the moment of hearing Maka's words, the old witch looked at Luna again and nodded seriously.

"Yes," she said, "although it's just a side face carved on the lintel of the ancestral temple, it's really... It's so similar..."

Just like the conversation between Maka and the old witch, the latter has already made a statement on behalf of the African wizard. The reason why the other party would pull out his wand after seeing Luna was that after seeing Luna, he mistakenly thought Luna was the reincarnation of their tribe's ancestors and wanted to salute her.

Compared with the more prosperous and advanced European magic world, the cultural subject of African magic world is still in a relatively backward stage. There are not many wizards like old witches who are highly in line with the international magic world.

However, in recent years, due to the continuous efforts of several principals of wagadu School of witchcraft and wizardry in Africa and the support of predictable tribal elders like the old witch. Even if Africa has a large population of tribal wizards, the situation is gradually improving.

Just like this competition, they brought out a group of tribal young people suitable for focusing on training. Even if they have a long knowledge and broaden their horizons, it is good.

Luna's unprovoked "face-to-face" with each other's ancestors did not bring much trouble to Maka, and he was not the kind of person who didn't know the inside story of the magic world of other countries. Like, anyway, people don't insist that Luna means "reincarnation of ancestors". In short, this is the end of the matter.

After seeing off the old witch and others of the African delegation, there were only Harry, Hermione, Alexander and Luna left in the staff lounge... Of course, there was a Maka.

"Speaking..." Maka suddenly turned her head, looked at Luna who was still looking up out of the window and asked, "Luna, nothing bad happened this time, thanks to you. However, how do you know that the other party is not hostile?"

Marca's question undoubtedly represents the inner doubts of Harry and others. At that time, Luna's behavior of suddenly standing out was amazing, and crisp to the extent that no one could react.

Otherwise, they will definitely stop her whatever they say.

As far as they know, Luna has no possibility of knowing the truth. Otherwise, with Hermione's keen observation, there should be no obvious traces left out, and it would not be almost out of control.

"Well?"

Luna, who was enjoying the blue sky and white clouds outside, felt a hazy smile on her face.

"Because his eyes," she said, "you said when talking about mindfulness and brain closure... Eyes are the window to the soul."

……

When Luna was using her light voice to solve everyone's confusion, the old witch and others who hurried back to the guest room from the teachers' lounge looked surprisingly serious.

"Ancestor, my feeling... Is it really right?"

The African wizard who was the center of the incident was undoubtedly very nervous.

In fact, the explanation given to Maka in the faculty lounge before did not have any empty words, but was a real answer. The ancestors of their tribe did have a face very similar to Luna. It was true that he wanted to salute and say hello at that time.

However, the reason for taking out the wand was not just to salute. One of his purposes was to use African magic to sense Luna.

Because the old witch realized it when she first met Maka, lying in front of Maka is not a very wise thing. Even for her, it is only "possible" that she can tell lies without being noticed by the other party.

Therefore, after asking about the situation in the tribal language, she chose to say half and leave half to avoid the risk of being discovered by Maka.

"Yes," the old witch affirmed the young people selected from the tribe, "you have done a good job. When you go back this time, I will give you the reward you deserve. But -"

She said, but she shook her head in some difficulty.

"The little girl named Luna does have the blood of her ancestors, but somehow, the blood in her body is extremely thin... In short, there should be no danger. With such a tiny blood, nothing will happen..."

"Well..." beside her, the young wizard whispered, "old ancestor, do we want to..."

"Don't do anything," the old witch knew what he was thinking, and immediately warned severely, "have you forgotten what I said before? Don't do anything forbidden unless necessary! This is not our territory."

……

The dialogue that appeared in a guest room of the African delegation was clearly unknown to Maka. At present, he is still in the faculty lounge, taking advantage of this busy opportunity to chat casually with Harry and others.

Last night, after setting a trap to catch two black robed believers, he chased several alienated eight eyed giant spiders to try to catch his escaped accomplices.

It's a pity that those black robed believers may have a conventional Auror level in other aspects, but their speed is amazing. In addition, they are also wizards. It is reasonable to leave with the phantom shape shifting curse.

When he chased the place where the men disappeared, the magic wave left by their phantom movement was indistinguishable.

Therefore, although the harvest is certain, it is limited to the two believers who have been petrified. As for the overnight pursuit he did not hesitate to spend his sleep time, it was quite a waste of effort. Because he devoted a lot of energy to the alchemy competition during this period, he will inevitably feel a little tired today.

For him, talking to Harry was a pretty good rest.

But he didn't know that what happened these days was not just in front of him. Some stories closely related to him were moving forward in places he hadn't noticed.

At this moment, near the gate of Hogwarts, where people are constantly flowing, Ernst, who did not follow Alexander and others to the teaching staff lounge, just caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Because of the events, the school gates during this period are open. Only when the little wizards sleep at night will they close and attach defensive spells. Therefore, this figure is particularly natural among the people who go to Hogsmeade village.

Or more precisely, it did not raise doubts among anyone other than Ernst.

"... Draco Malfoy?"

Ernst, who was also in the crowd, was not far behind that figure. He seemed to pay casual attention to each other, but he was hesitant in his heart.

Today is Hogsmeade day, but it is a "special Hogsmeade day" in Hogsmeade village. Intuition told him that Malfoy's whereabouts were suspicious and worth following.

It's just... Does he dare to keep up with Enns Taron?