Chapter 988

"Congratulations on what? Believe it or not, let this little guy turn around and call you 'dad' in front of Tonks?"

"Oh, Marca, I'm just kidding - don't do that!"

Seeing lupin trying to tease himself with little Delphi, Maka reacted quickly and pushed him back, immediately making lupin wave his hand again and again.

In fact, after several years of getting along, Tonks, who chased lupin, finally showed signs of success. If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of Haier Bo, Maka might have been able to eat their wedding banquet.

Of course, with Lupin's good nature, people can expect more and more recently... What will be the future of their marriage.

"Seriously, where did you bring the child?" lupin immediately turned off the topic about Tonks and looked at little Delphi in Marca's arms. "Well, it's so beautiful!"

When Maka heard the speech, she opened a chair with one hand and sat down. She also looked down at little Delphi's face.

If he really wanted to tell the story of the child, he would see what people would look like when they heard it. Unfortunately, whether for little Delphi or for some other reason, he obviously had to rot in his stomach in silence.

After a little pause, he could only casually say:

"This is my... Well, it can be regarded as the daughter of an 'old friend'! The couple entrusted me to take care of the little girl for a period of time..."

In this way, Marca stopped gossiping and talked about sending the children to brova fort, France.

Finally, he said:

"By the way, let Sirius come back. This time, I have to ask him to close my tail. By the way, he may need to go to Scotland Yard and bring someone back to Muggle police station later."

Since Maka plans to investigate the so-called "disappearances" in person, he is ready to hand over such trivial matters directly to the order of the Phoenix.

After talking to lupin, a strong smell suddenly floated in from the door, making Maka stop immediately.

"Mr. McLean, I mixed some peas with potatoes and roast beef... You haven't been here for a long time. I hope it still suits your taste."

Let Lena, who has always said very little, say two more words this time. It can be seen that Marka hasn't come for a long time.

Maka looked at the plate of steaming roast beef and couldn't help swallowing a little.

"It looks good," he smiled. "Thank you... Oh, help me hold the baby! I have to taste it while it's hot."

After Lena carefully took little Delphi from Marca, Marca immediately forked a piece of beef cut just in the mouth and put it into her mouth to chew happily.

When he swallowed this small piece of beef, he nodded again and again while aftertasting the soft taste:

"Lena, your skill is getting better and better. It seems that I have to come more times in the future!"

Lupin on the other side watched Maka eat there. He had to get up and leave helplessly to send a letter to Sirius.

Before leaving, he couldn't help muttering:

"That's why you're here. We usually eat so well during festivals!"

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After eating Lena's carefully cooked lunch at Blake's old house, Maka didn't sit any longer. He gave little Delphi to Lena to take care of for the time being, so he went back to San Mungo and brought out all the report materials of Mundungus.

To be honest, when he heard about these events in montungus last night, he had some speculation about the bizarre cases.

After his screening and exploration of the case, the whole afternoon passed, and he finally confirmed that some of his initial assumptions were correct.

Not to mention whether this is a good thing done by Haier Bo, at least, the participation of magic is a certain fact.

In the evening, Maka paced gently in a deserted alley.

Although his behavior seemed a little aimless, as if he were walking alone, he never stopped feeling the magic free in the air.

"... this way?"

Suddenly, he paused at a T-junction and turned to his right.

As the buildings on both sides became more and more dense and towering, the environment in the alley gradually became darker and darker. If judged by common sense, places like this will always be associated with a gloomy and terrible atmosphere, and that often heralds the emergence of clues.

But before long, an inexplicable noise came from afar, but it instantly broke Maka's estimation.

"What happened?"

He followed a rather obscure magic residue, and he believed that as long as he followed the seemingly indistinct magic wave, he could probably find the culprit of many strange deaths in recent days.

But when he heard the noisy voices and carefully distinguished them, he knew that things might become troublesome again.

Sure enough, he walked a distance further, and a crowded lane made him sigh.

This is a Muggle civilian Street... No, it's not so much a "street" as a big alley at most a little wider than gang.

To be honest, he would rather go to a cold, dark place than such a crowded place.

At least there won't be too much interference in that place, and it's much easier for him to find it.

Of course, nowadays, complaining is undoubtedly meaningless. Maka didn't think any more. She took a few quick steps and integrated into the crowd in the alley. She looked at both sides as she walked.

You can see that there are many small bars on both sides of this lane. Places like this are mostly the preferred pastime for Muggles who are not rich economically.

In this world, no matter which city, there will be a class difference, even in a prosperous and rich place like London.

Maka walked slowly in the crowd. It was obvious that he even walked much slower than before.

In fact, if the magic fluctuation belongs to normal magic, it will not be more difficult to track in many Muggles than in deserted streets.

Unfortunately, what he was groping for this time was not an ordinary spell.

Just as the blessing agent will have an impact on people's luck, this strange magic has the opposite effect of the blessing agent.

It can bring strong bad luck to some people.

If the target of this magic is a wizard, the consequences may not be so serious, but this time it aims at an ordinary Muggle who has not awakened his own magic.

So, one after another, there are traces to follow, but people feel very strange death, and then it was born

ok For now, these are just Maka's conjectures. To say what the actual situation is, he has to find the right place along the trace in order to really determine it.

"Down here?"

Suddenly, Maka, who was walking in the alley, turned around, and without hesitation pushed open a nearby door and hurried in.

"Ding Ling -"

This is an ordinary underground bar, and the dark indoor environment is one of its characteristics.

According to the brass nameplate nailed to the door with iron nails, it seemed to be a tomb many years ago. Now it was rented by the owner of this bar and transformed into a slightly strange "Tomb bar".

As soon as I got inside, there was a chill in front of me, which often made the incoming guests shrink their necks.

Maka is not very interested in this strange environment, and naturally he doesn't come to drink today. What's more, the main business hours of the bar are usually after dinner. Now there are not many first guests here.

He walked down a descending stone step that entered the door. Within a few steps, he saw a tomb path that had been opened.

When he came down, the two waiters who were sweeping with brooms were a little stunned. After all, not many guests came so early.

"Oh, sorry... We haven't officially opened here yet," said one of the older waiters, then turned to the young, "did you forget to hang the sign outside again?"

After a whisper of reprimand, he continued:

"Of course, if you don't mind, beer and other things are OK. After all, the bartender hasn't come to work yet, so there are only some simple..."

"No, No."

Maka didn't wait for him to finish, just waved her hand at will and continued to walk in.

Behind him, the two waiters were stunned for a moment, then looked like nothing had happened, and then bowed their heads and swept the ground.

It seems that business here has not started yet. Except for the two waiters just now, there is no one in it.

After a little pause, Maka simply bypassed the empty bar and walked directly to the wooden door behind the bar.

Here, in his perception, the remnants of Magic have become more and more clear.

"Squeak --"

Push the wooden door open, and the kitchen in the back looks brighter than outside. When Maka stopped at the door to observe for a moment, his eyes gradually fell on another wooden door deeper in the kitchen.

It was a doorway with a lot of sundries. You can see from the style of the wooden door. That door is much older than the one outside.

Just behind the wooden door, the wave of magic was like essence under Maka's induction - he didn't find the wrong place, that's right.