Chapter 858

"It's very busy outside recently..."

Halber stood by the window and looked. He clearly saw the orange cat getting into the school gate and the big black dog at the other end of the street.

But from beginning to end, he just looked at the window and did nothing.

"It's just that the excitement is lively, but it seems that the heat is not enough. In that case, it's better to add another fire..."

Seeing that the black dog hiding in the grass ran out, he waved and lit the fireplace in the dean's room.

"Well, I think those little guys are almost ready."

With that, halber left the window and walked downstairs. In the dean's room, Miriam was the only one left, still beating the legs of the bed with her shackles.

The metal tapping continued, but it never came out.

……

Facts have proved that the plan can never keep up with changes.

With regard to the changes in the Israeli magic world, the International Federation of wizards can be said to attach great importance to it. But I don't know whether the modern magic world has been calm for too long or something. When encountering such major black wizard events, people always feel that they are inefficient.

Maka actually agrees with the secret action advocated by aginbad. It is certainly not a good thing for social stability to let ordinary wizards know about Haier Bo.

Unfortunately, they are still too slow in making plans.

No, before the Federation came up with a feasible plan, it was preempted by helbo's follow-up action.

Today, three days have passed since that night. At this time, Maka is reading a new message delivered today.

First of all, we have to explain that the ciphertext in recent days is written by Sirius, and its content seems a little messy. But I have to say, that guy is really good at tossing.

A big event happened so quickly just when he and lupin changed shifts.

Maka remembered that she could hardly see anything in the note about the night they changed shifts.

It was just that Sirius caught a cat, and then there was no following after sending the cat to school. Sirius himself slipped back to his hiding place with little harvest.

The next day, even more peaceful than that night, it was quiet to the Hebrew School of magic. Even the movement of students in class seemed to disappear out of thin air.

But finally on the third day, that is, yesterday

"... the spies sent by various forces were attacked, killing and wounding more than 20 people. Most of the attackers were small, wearing wide robes to cover their faces and using some unknown black magic. Lupin was hurt, so was I. We decided to hide in a secret place for the time being."

Maka shook the paper cut from parchment, burned it to ashes, and then rubbed her forehead.

"'Too small '... Is that obvious?" he shook his head. "The point is not here. The key is whether he moved his hand to the' eyes' of a specific part of the forces or an indiscriminate attack?"

Even though Marka has always been far away from the British magic world, he can still guess a thing or two about halbo's current environment. If he changed his position in halbo, he would choose the former.

Because a indiscriminate attack is like stirring up muddy water. On a global scale, Haier Bo must stir the water as muddy as possible, but in today's Israeli magic world

"He needs enemies and help."

Maka tapped the table with her finger and pointed out the greatest possibility.

Christmas is not far away, and halber has dropped his second move. If the wizarding Federation doesn't take some measures, Maka has to intervene secretly.

He must make sure that before Christmas this year, Haier Bo will not completely gain a foothold in this era that does not belong to him.

She nodded silently. Maka moved a pile of manuscript paper back to her face and continued along with some calculations just now.

Behind him, the snowflakes outside the window were still floating. From time to time, several pieces fell on the window glass, and then melted quickly by the heat brought by the indoor fireplace.

On the window, it looks foggy.

……

While Marca is still busy against the clock, Ron is distressed by his love.

Since he took the initiative to let go of his feelings for Hermione, his love seems to have become a dead branch, and there has been no new bud in recent years.

Oh, all right! Even if the love of lavender Brown was added, it would be a poisonous bud at best!

"Harry, stop persuading me. It won't work if I go again several times! You saw it yesterday. I went to her, but she ran faster than Sirius!"

"Hey! That's my godfather, that's my father!"

Harry was obviously dissatisfied with Ron's metaphor, but he also knew that Ron was just talking nonsense out of depression.

Indeed, after complaining to Harry, Ron found another time to try to get close to the shy girl. However, he obviously failed again.

After that, Harry, who felt that his good friend was a little poor, also asked Ginny to collect information about the girl.

But in the end, he found that although many students knew each other, none of them seemed to have a good relationship.

Everyone is saying that she is a rather shy little girl.

"Ron, how on earth did you invite people that day? Since others said she was too introverted to speak, how could she promise you to dance?"

Ron heard the speech and said with a blank face:

"Actually... Actually, I don't know! I seemed to ask her something that day, and then..."

"Don't you tell me, and then you pull people in?" asked Harry, with a drooping corner of his mouth.

Seeing the surprised look on Harry's face, Ron didn't know how to answer.

"I think... Maybe? I didn't know what to say. My mind was a mess," he said haltingly, but he soon tried to explain, "but you saw it too - then she danced happily!"

"Oh, we all saw it," Harry shrugged. "We all saw you stepping on that girl's foot, and then she stepped on you - you both screamed in pain, which could be heard in half the hall!"

"She and I just need to practice the dance steps again..." Ron tangled for a while and suddenly hesitated. "Harry, do you think she would be... Afraid of being trampled by me?"

"Maybe she got up the next day and found that her toes were swollen, and then had to go to Mrs. Pomfrey. Although her feet recovered soon, she felt a faint pain when she saw you."

While Harry was still helpless about Ron's strange guess, a voice came from not far behind them. They looked back and found that Hermione seemed to have just returned from the outside.

"What you said is true?" Ron couldn't wait to say.

"Of course it's fake!"

Hermione, who had just returned to the common room, threw her schoolbag at the table, then sat down and began to take out her books. It can be found that she seems to have more books than in the past.

"I just met Luna in the library, and then I asked for you by the way - the little girl seems to have a good relationship with Luna. They occasionally do their homework together."

I remember that the little fat witch is Ravenclaw's third grader. In this way, it's really normal to have a good relationship with people who don't have pressure like Luna.

"Really?" Ron asked immediately. "What did you ask?"

However, Hermione did not answer immediately, but glanced casually at the table in front of Ron. There was a roll of parchment spread out, but only a few words were written on it.

"Do your homework quickly! I'll tell you when you're done -"

After leaving this sentence, Hermione ignored Ron and bowed her head to concentrate on her work.

Ron stared at her pitifully for a moment, then looked at the nearly blank paper at his hand, and couldn't help sighing deeply.

"Harry, are you ready?"

"Write it yourself!"

As soon as he finished asking, Hermione gave a warning without raising her head. Ron's expression immediately became more painful.

In fact, Ron couldn't get anything from Hermione all evening, because when he barely finished his homework, it was time to turn off the light and go to bed.

Seriously, such appetizing behavior is undoubtedly the most painful.

Ron always had a good sleep quality. He couldn't sleep that night. Harry, who was in the opposite bed, was also injured. He would be woken up by his turning from time to time.

Until the next morning, as soon as they looked in the mirror, they found a pair of dark circles on both faces.

"Harry, I mean... I'm really sorry..."

Looking at Ron, whose eyes were wide and bloodshot, Harry's eyes were moist - he yawned so much that he couldn't stop his tears that night.

"Stop talking, go to the common room and wait for Hermione! By the way, let me sleep again..."

With a decisive wave of his hand, Harry bent down and went back to bed to make up for his sleep. Ron blinked a few dry eyes, nodded and left the bedroom.

Unfortunately, the sun is just coming out of the mountain now... I hope Hermione gets up early enough as usual!

But when he passed a window opening on the stairs, Ron, holding his arm and whispering about the cold weather, was suddenly stunned.

"That's..."

Looking out from the window opening, a small figure was walking outside, wrapped in thick clothes. But no matter how far away, Ron still remembers the familiar hat on each other's head.

"It's her!"