Chapter 764

"Why is Luna sleeping again?"

When the idea flashed away in Hermione's mind, Marca, who was sitting on the teaching staff seat with French fries in her mouth, was also curious about it.

Luna's daily work and rest time is still very regular. Although she is always in a trance, she unexpectedly pays attention to the planning of life.

Just like when Maka stayed at Lovegood's house, Luna called him in the morning.

"As soon as I recall that time, my nose was a little itchy..." Maka smiled bitterly, put down her fork and rubbed her nose.

Just then, he knocked on his forehead and reminded himself:

"Well, be careful not to over protect... Don't over protect..."

After the night of the library, Marca has made some changes to many people and things... When Dumbledore treated him, he kept a certain distance as far as possible, which will be of great help to promote people's growth.

Now, it's Marca's turn to do so.

She put the last piece of French fries in the plate directly into her mouth. Maka immediately stood up, said hello to the other professors, and then went straight to the front door of the auditorium.

When he returned to the office, he usually walked through the side porch. Look at him, he either wanted to take a walk in the vestibule or planned to leave Hogwarts again.

"Marca?"

As she passed granfen's table, Hermione suddenly called him.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Marca paused and looked over. "Today's fish and chips have Muggle characteristics, and the amount of salt is just right - but don't eat too much. It's easy to make people fat. I don't think Mrs. Pomfrey will help you lose weight!"

"It's nothing..." Hermione pursed her lips. "I mean... When are you free, Marca? I want to show you something."

"Well..." Marca thought, "maybe not today, or tomorrow

"Of course," Hermione said suddenly, "of course, tomorrow noon, we'll be --"

As she said this, she stretched out her finger and pointed up.

"Wait for you in the 'old place'."

As soon as Marca heard it, she knew that she was talking about the room on request, because it was Marca who told her.

"OK, no problem."

After nodding at Hermione, Marca chatted with Harry and them, and finally looked at Luna, who was still dozing, before turning away.

"Hermione, you're going to show Marca the experiment this morning?" Harry asked subconsciously, looking at the slowly closing auditorium door.

"I don't think it's a good idea," Ron whispered. "Hermione, don't you think you should wait until your research is more mature..."

"Of course I'm not going to show Marca only the one in the morning! Didn't I say that? It's not even the first step..." Hermione said with a drooping face.

"Oh, is there anything cooler?" Harry nodded immediately. "That's no problem!"

"Yes, of course, there are 'cooler'..." Hermione said, suddenly drooping her head and sighing, "but it also needs experiments and adjustments again and again to have the possibility of success."

At this point, she finally waved her hand and said, "well, Ron is right. It's not a good idea... I'm too impulsive."

Hermione wants Marca's approval, and Harry and Ron already know about it. But that's why they both

"Don't worry! That was great this morning. Maka will be happy for you!"

They couldn't say such comforting words at all, because they all knew that Hermione couldn't be happy even if the fact might turn out to be that.

"Hermione, Harry," Ron said suddenly after the three were silent for a moment, "this afternoon... Let's skip class..."

……

When Hermione and the three little lions were discussing some bad things, Marca had gone directly from the school gate to the door of black's old house.

Because he knew that at this time, someone was waiting for him here.

"Oh, are you eating here, too?"

Entering the old house, passing through the hall, she went straight to the door of the meeting room, but Maka found that there was no one inside. Generally speaking, at least lupin didn't leave here, so he guessed at once that everyone must have gone to the kitchen.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door at the end of the corridor, Maka saw that there was a noisy lunch inside. The children saved by him and Sarah were here before, and it seems that they are even more comfortable and relaxed than before.

"Marca, are you here?"

As soon as lupin saw his face, he immediately greeted him. Sirius, sitting near the door, also reached out and touched Maka's arm.

It is worth mentioning that when the children turned their heads when they heard the sound, a flurry of titles "spilled" on Maka. Marca, McLean, brother, sir... There are all kinds of names, which makes Marca can only stand where she is and laugh happily.

To be honest, he can't cope with children - of course, except for those like little wolf girl Lenny.

However, these children have finally become cheerful, which is a good thing anyway.

"Mr. McLean, would you like to sit down and eat?" only Lena remained unchanged. After finding Marca, she immediately stood up from her seat. "I'll prepare some more for you."

"No, no," Marca said hurriedly. "I've already eaten at school."

"Then I'll make a cup of godigan tea..."

Lena looked calm and nodded. She was about to turn around to the teapot. Maka had to stop her again.

"I'll drink when I come back! You sit down and eat well..." he said, and quickly waved to the position near the wall inside, "montungus, don't eat and drink there, come out!"

After that, Maka waved to everyone and asked them to continue eating. And he himself soon turned back and walked in the direction of the meeting room.

Montungus dared not neglect. After leaving the kitchen, he hurried up behind.

"What do I want to ask, you know," asked Marka, standing at the door without sitting down in the reception room. "Is there anything?"

Mundungus just stood in front of Maka. After listening to Maka's words, he quickly nodded.

"As you said last time, don't let us talk to you ourselves -" he whispered, "so the news after that is still from others... You know, it may not be very accurate."

"Of course," said Marka, "just say it. I'll verify it myself."

"Well," continued Mundungus, "I heard an old man say that after leaving the London black market, the group seemed to have returned to the southeast - that was yesterday."

"Xuegang street in Canterbury? The gathering place of wizards there..." Maka answered, but then thought, "what did they do back there? If nothing had happened, the news should not have come to you so soon."

"Oh, I think so..." Mundungus said, "but it's a little strange - they robbed a man at the door of a wizard's family. A male wizard surnamed Smith is the deputy director of Xuegang post office."

"Really?" Marca raised her eyebrows and whispered to herself, "got rid of an owl? Is it related to any letters?"

After much thought, Maka looked at Mundungus in front of her again.

"After that, is there any updated information?"

"Probably," said Mundungus, but frankly, "but most of the information is still on the way... Maybe we can know more in the evening."

"That won't wait," Marca looked up at the wall clock in the conference room. "Is that your 'old man' talking to you over there? Or did he get the news from someone else?"

"Hey, hey," said Mundungus with an obscene smile, "my old man is not brave like me - of course, if you want to touch the source of intelligence, you can find it soon."

"Then come with me!" Marca waved and took the lead in walking to the hall. "When you find the group, you can come back first and do the rest by yourself."

"Oh, it's great to work with you!" Mundungus followed with a smile and said casually, "at least there's no danger."

……

A moment later, Xuegang street, Canterbury.

"This is my old man. If you have any questions, just ask him!"

In the depths of a random booth made of linen and bamboo poles, Maka saw an old man who was even more sloppy than montungus.

When Marca noticed him, he was muttering with others. It seemed that he couldn't stop for a while.

So Maka simply played a golden gallon and asked him to close his mouth and come over.

"Hey, dung!" the old man fooled around while playing with the golden gallon in his hand. "Although we have known each other for a long time, since you have brought people, this is a business! If you want to ask questions, a golden gallon is not enough!"

"Come on!" Mundungus immediately pushed the old man. "What to say is the recent incident. I brought our leader to pick up the goods face to face."

"Boss?" when the old man heard this, he couldn't help looking at Maka again. "Every time I heard you blow up, I finally saw a real person this time... OK, OK! Come with me..."

A guy like him who has been doing intelligence business all his life is obviously curious about Maka's identity. It's a pity that Maka had made a disguise before he came. He couldn't see anything after all.