Chapter 982

In fact, Sirius should not have been seen in St. mango these two days.

Due to the recent disappearance of halbo, he has left temporarily with lupin who came to visit Kingsley. At present, he should be making a secret inspection in downtown London.

So when Marka found Sirius suddenly appearing around the corner, he couldn't help frowning - what happened? So fast?

"What's the matter?"

As he hurried over, Maka waved to him.

"This way -"

"Marca!" Hermione said with a quick sip of her mouth.

She seemed to be aware that something might happen. She was a little unhappy about Maka's past behavior of greeting Sirius. Obviously, no matter what happens, she will listen together.

However, Sirius immediately waved his hand.

"No, no, it's not like that," he even said. "Nothing. It's just that some guests have come to Hogwarts - I just received an owl from school at the door. Professor McGonagall told you to go back."

"Guest?"

Seeing Sirius looking at himself, makaton asked.

"Yes, guest." Sirius nodded. "The professor said you know - it's a guest from brovaborg, France."

"Oh!"

When Maka heard the speech, she nodded suddenly. Unexpectedly, Sirius still didn't seem to take his eyes away. He always stared at himself, which made him care.

Is there any detail that can't be said in front of everyone?

"OK, I see... I'll be right there."

After saying this, he suddenly realized that the fresh cream that little Cathy had just smeared on his face is still hanging on his face!

"Hey! Why don't you remind me!"

Maka muttered gloomily as she raised her hand and waved it. The cream immediately melted like snow and disappeared.

Harry and others then snickered:

"We don't think you know!"

Until then, even Sirius couldn't help laughing with everyone. Only Maka thought with some distress. Did she use this face to face the mother and daughter in the ward just now?

"I thought you wanted to save it for later..." Luna said with a regretful look on her face.

"All right, all right, I'm going."

……

Recently, the snow has stopped falling.

However, compared with London, which has already cleared the snow, Hogwarts is still snow-white. Looking around, except that a few places seem to have the omen of snow melting, it is basically a scene of winter.

After lunch today, while Professor McGonagall and other wizards left at the school were still resting in the restaurant, the doorman filch suddenly hurried in.

"Headmaster, headmaster! There are guests from France and many attendants... They look very dignified..."

Looking at filch, hunched back and hunched down, MEG answered softly, indicating that he had heard it.

Filch also met people in busbarton, France, especially Mrs. Maxim's tall figure. There's no reason why he can't remember it.

Since it's not busbarton, who is the so-called "French guest"?

"Felius, Pomona, go and have a look with me!"

Because according to filch, it seemed that the scene outside was not small, so McGonagall simply called the two presidents of flavy and spraot together.

If it hadn't been for Slughorn, the old man would have called together.

The three went out from the front door of the restaurant and went all the way through the vestibule to the school gate. Only then did they find that the "French guest" on this trip was actually the owner of brova castle and Willie, who was still suspended from school.

"Oh, Mr. brova, welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall immediately opened the door and smiled. "Please come in. It's Filch's faux pas - he didn't see you when you came, which made you wait so long outside."

As almost a dominant broois family in the French magic world, Professor McGonagall will not neglect it.

Although Mr. brova sent Willie to Hogwarts with Dumbledore's hands, she was just watching.

"Oh, it doesn't matter," said Mr. brova calmly outside the school. "Just wait a little while. It's nothing... I'm also worried about whether we came earlier. I don't know if we disturbed the professors' lunch time?"

"No, the time is just right - we're having a meal and resting!"

Professor McGonagall said, inviting Mr. brova into the vestibule.

When flavie went to entertain some of the family entourage brought by Mr. brova, MEG smiled at Willie.

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall." Willie nodded silently.

But, of course, MEG doesn't know how Marca lifted the curse for Willie. So she didn't realize that it was an unusual thing that Willie was still as expressionless as before.

"Good afternoon, miss brova."

After saying hello to Willie, MEG turned to Mr. brova and said:

"Was the reason why I dropped out of school before? She looks in good spirits today. Has she recovered?"

When Mr. brova heard this, he nodded slightly.

"Yes," he said, "of course, I have to go into detail about it later... It's related to Professor Marca McLean of your university."

"Oh, really?"

As soon as Professor McGonagall heard him mention Marca, he quickly guessed the context of the matter - Miss Willie brova was also a student of the same class as Marca at the beginning, mostly because he went to France to help!

Since Marca's ability to run around the world is even as good as Dumbledore's, if one can't see him, he may have slipped to the other side of the earth.

For MEG, to be honest, she's more or less used to it.

"I'll inform McLean in a moment!" McGonagall said as he walked. "Mr. London must also know. It's just Christmas holiday recently. McLean has been treating patients in St. Mungo magic Hospital..."

"Is that so?"

Mr. blova naturally knew St. Mungo and was even more clear about the state of the disaster.

But these days he has only been with his daughter all day, so the information about Marca's temporary appointment as a therapist in San Mungo is still eating ash on his desk!

"Sorry, I'm busy these days. I don't know that Mr. McLean is still treating the injured in the hospital..." he paused and hesitated. "Otherwise, let's go there to find him? Let him come specially. I'm afraid it will delay him -"

"No, it's all right," McGonagall shook his head. "I know the situation on his side. Saint Mungo has almost returned to its former state these days, and most of the patients' injuries have been well controlled."

"Oh... I hope I won't disturb him," brova said seriously. "In that case, Professor McGonagall, you can tell him that you don't have to hurry to come if you have something --"

Speaking of this, he seemed to inadvertently look at the side of the lake, followed by a faint sigh on his face.

"Speaking of it, is Professor Dumbledore's body placed over there?" brova felt deeply. "If you can, please take me over and have a look!"

When Hogwarts held Dumbledore's funeral, he was not present for some reason. Now that he has come here again, he will not miss this opportunity to mourn the great wizard.

Not to mention, the brova family and Dumbledore still have some old relationships.

"Sure, this way, please."

Not long after, brova took Willie and McGonagall to the ice coffin that Marca had cast for Dumbledore.

Through the perennial cold, everyone can see Dumbledore lying on his back clearly.

For a long time, Mr. brova bowed deeply, and then he couldn't help sighing.

"It is said that real wizards will never fear death. What they think is often how to break the mystery of death... Unfortunately, it is difficult for me to understand the truth."

In fact, if he had to say, he didn't have much friendship with Dumbledore himself. After all, it was his parents, not himself, that the blova family had dealings with Dumbledore.

But even so, excellent wizards are always admirable. Maybe ibuowa relies on the family inheritance and is not inferior to Dumbledore in some aspects, but that is not his own talent and ability.

"When it comes to magic research, it's probably just that Marca can make a comparison with Dumbledore?"

Brova thought secretly, and finally shook his head silently.

After that, the father and daughter, led by MEG, went to the restaurant and sat down with everyone.

During the holiday in Hogwarts, the long tables in the restaurant were basically removed from other places. Therefore, the hall with only a few round tables looks quite bright.

After Professor McGonagall asked filch to deliver the letter to the owl shed, everyone naturally sat together and drank afternoon tea.

After chatting casually, Mr. brova finally got to the point.

"In fact, there are three main reasons for me to come this time -" he put down his tea cup with a little solemnity, "but when he said it was' three reasons', in fact, they all came from the same thing."

"I'll talk about the other two later when Mr. McLean comes. Now let me talk about the first reason! Well, I know that the British magic world is deeply troubled by the ancient wizard helbo, so I brought a group of Wizards of our family today."

"They will help you and guard the eternal famous Hogwarts school together."