Chapter 1011

"At first, something must have been buried at the bottom of the pit - I even saw the round marks pressed out on the soil. And that thing has obviously disappeared with Maka..."

"Of course, the strange wizard I just mentioned disappeared together."

In the reception room of Blake's old house, Lupin is telling the whole process and some details he has observed for flavie and Hagrid who have just arrived from Hogwarts.

It is worth mentioning that even Snape came here this time.

After listening to Lupin's statement, Flavian asked:

"What you saw at that time was only a burst of gray light without any space distortion. Are you sure?"

"Yes, that's it," Lu Ping nodded. "That's why I think it's not a magical object like a door key, but something with other effects!"

"Well... Grey magic light..."

With Lupin's affirmative answer, flavie immediately recited and fell into meditation. It was not long before he turned his head again and looked at Snape, who was silent.

Since he got here, he has been sitting in the chair near the door at the long table. He doesn't seem to have any intention of joining the discussion at all.

Although several people present knew that he was like this, but in that case, why did you come here tonight?

Fortunately, Sirius, who was the most difficult to deal with Snape today, was not here - he, Kingsley and Tonks took advantage of the night to investigate the situation around Maka's disappearance.

"Severus, what do you think of this' gray light '?"

"I don't know."

Snape shook his head decisively, and when he had finished, he immediately shut his mouth again.

The little flavie then turned around, spread his arms at lupin and said frankly:

"There are too few clues, and since it is related to Haier Bo, it is mostly related to ancient magic - I can only say that it may be related to soul or space, and I really don't know anything else."

"All right!"

Lupin scratched his scalp, frowned and sighed.

But then Snape suddenly spoke again——

"Don't worry so much," he said faintly. "Maka and nehalbo haven't fought once or twice. Even if they are unprepared this time, they won't lose their lives... Have they brought the alchemy testing equipment Kingsley? Have they found anything?"

"No," lupin replied.

"Is there any more of the 'pseudo soul' used by Maka to lead the way?" snape continued.

"Ah!"

After Snape's reminder, Lupin's eyes suddenly lit up, and an idea flashed through his mind.

Obviously, as long as we don't repeat the previous process done by Maka again, no one knows whether we will find new gains - maybe the translucent "balloon" will lead us to a clue?

But soon, there seemed to be a little more helplessness in the expression on Lupin's face.

"Speaking of it, Maka did have the idea of being prepared at that time. So after he successfully cultivated one, it didn't end like that... Now the magic array he left in the underground potion preparation room is still running, and the second time should be almost the same."

At this point, he suddenly shrugged.

"But the question is, who can understand the magic array developed by Maka? Even if I know that the 'pseudo soul' floating in the middle of that array, I can't get it out?"

Looking at Lupin's slightly disengaged expression, flavie, standing on the chair, immediately waved his hand and said in a shrill voice:

"Don't think so much. In short, take us to have a look first!"

"... I won't go."

From the time they talked about these things about magic theory, Hagrid honestly became an ignorant bystander, and only then did he insert a word with self-knowledge.

However, when lupin, flavie and Snape went to Maka's underground potion preparation room and looked at it, they couldn't help feeling that there was probably no big difference between coming down by themselves and Hagrid.

"Is this really an extension from the discipline of 'ancient magic literature'?"

In the open space in the middle of the potion preparation room, a rune array is slowly emitting a faint blue light, and a large number of various symbols float in the ocean of light.

In the center of those symbols, a big ball was dyed with the same color as the surrounding brilliance.

Snape could only subtly pull the corners of his mouth with his expression.

"I have carefully read the book compiled by Maka," he said. "If you ask whether it is within the scope of magic literature, my answer is' yes'... But if it has anything to do with the ancient magic literature course of Hogwarts in the past, I can only say that it is' basically not much related '."

"Oh?" flavy immediately turned his head. "So... Do you understand this thing?"

"Tut," snape said, smashing his tongue at that time. "There are not so many ancient magic words in that book... Are those Phoenician letters? And that... What ghost symbols?"

"Why don't we go back up there?" lupin said weakly.

But the next moment, Snape seemed to think of something, and his expression changed again. But he saw his eyebrows suddenly stretch, and then frown again.

Then he listened to his lips and said:

"Just as we are here in a daze, we might as well invite our 'know it all' Lady - maybe she can see something from it."

……

When Snape made a rare suggestion to find Hermione, the latter didn't know that he was named by the old bat who had always deliberately ignored him.

At this moment, she was on the bed in her bedroom, staring at the bright moon outside the window.

This evening, she inquired about Marca's recent situation by asking Professor McGonagall questions.

Of course, even the "asking about Maka's situation" is actually just an excuse. She just wanted to figure out some ideas from Professor McGonagall's expression and attitude.

"Professor McGonagall, I've been thinking. I don't know when I can help Marca - you know, he always does such difficult and dangerous things alone. It's really hard."

I remember that I should have said so.

But after that, Professor McGonagall's reply was nothing special at first glance. Just tell yourself that as long as you continue to work hard and stick to your heart, you will be able to catch up with Maka.

Then, the other party implicitly praised her for her previous performance in the London disaster.

But now lying in bed, I think quietly that Professor McGonagall's words seem to contain some other emotions, which seems to be... A little sorry for Maka.

"Yes, Maka is also a student of Professor McGonagall... And he didn't even finish school in order to make Hogwarts survive..."

The idea flowed gently in Hermione's heart. While resonating with Professor McGonagall's mood, the initial temptation finally had a result.

She understood that Professor McGonagall's kindness to the students, if not necessary, could never let everyone easily get into danger. If she tries to find the other party to fight for the possibility of leaving school, she will only receive a decisive refusal on the spot.

"Sure enough, we'd better wait until tomorrow and see Neville go out to investigate the situation. If there's no big problem, it's better."

The worst plan is to sneak out of the secret way - with our current strength, we can certainly help more or less, can't we?

She closed her eyes and was ready to go to sleep.

But more than ten minutes later, before she could really fall asleep, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened silently.

"Miss Granger? Please wake up -"

"Well?"

Hermione opened her eyes again, and then when the moonlight came in from the window, Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a nightgown, appeared by her bed.

"Oh! Mai -" shh. "

MEG raised her finger and motioned Hermione not to speak so as not to wake up the other students in the same bedroom. Then she asked Hermione to get dressed and went outside to the common room to find her.

Hermione put on her clothes in a hurry with full of doubts, regardless of her long curled hair, picked up her wand and hurried to the door.

"Professor McGonagall, why did you come to me so late?"

After grabbing two handfuls of hair, Hermione asked softly.

McGonagall seemed still hesitant, but after a little meditation, he still said:

"Well... First of all, I have to tell you that Maka will be fine, so don't worry about what you hear next."

"What do you mean, 'Maka will be fine'?"

"Don't worry," McGonagall quickly held out his hand and gently put it on Hermione's thin shoulder. "In fact, Marca suddenly disappeared in a place yesterday afternoon..."

With Professor McGonagall's explanation, Hermione finally understood what had happened and what news the owl in the deformation class had brought.

Later, she also learned about Snape's proposal at Black's old house.

Finally, MEG went on:

"Now professor flavy is waiting for you in the lobby. Go and have a look with him... Miss Granger, I know you have been working hard and achieved great results... We are all proud of you!"

"But please remember, be careful in everything. Don't take risks to do things beyond your ability, okay?"