Chapter 1023

The Muggle incident, which began in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic and ended in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic, seemed to put an end to a series of disasters caused by Haier Bo.

After that, the British magic world seemed to completely get rid of the attention of the ancient black wizard. Everyone's life seemed to be gradually back on track, whether it was a wizard or a Muggle.

Only the sporadic news about the African magic world that will jump out in major newspapers from time to time will make people vaguely remember their unhappiness.

In a twinkling of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

However, even if Haier Bo seems to focus entirely on Africa and hasn't done anything in Britain recently, Maka still won't be slack.

Because he vaguely felt that things would not end so easily.

With Haier Bo's persistence in his magic Road, he will sneak his claws here again sooner or later. Or maybe that guy doesn't often come and walk around to see the best time to do it next time.

However, at least while ensuring that everything is normal in Britain, Maka also has more things to prepare one by one.

For example, although he is no longer a professor of ancient magic at Hogwarts, he still has to go back to school today to discuss some things with Professor McGonagall.

"Hey, I said! It's been warm these days. We've also returned from the island. Do you think you should change your windbreaker? You always dress yourself up like sardine wrapped in pie, and you won't feel bored?"

"No, that's good... Thank you."

On the horse path in front of Hogwarts, Maka is walking slowly with the windbreaker wizard.

As Maka said, the weather today is really good.

It can be seen that the sky is almost blue, and the unique breeze in spring blows from the direction of the lake, stirring the hair between their necks.

On the other side of the hillside, the flowers that Professor sprott just sprinkled last year have opened in pieces. Just breathe a few mouthfuls of air at will, you can smell the fragrance around the road.

To tell you the truth, if she hadn't come back today, Maka would have wanted to stop here for a while.

Of course, even so, he has deliberately chosen to appear in a slightly distant position rather than directly appear at the school gate as before.

"Although the wind on the island is very pleasant, I still don't feel bored even if I breathe the fresh air by the mountains and lakes for six years!"

"How long are you going to stay here this time?" asked the windbreaker casually. "Those Muggles are still on the island, and you usually only last a few hours. Don't you worry about their problems at all?"

When Maka heard the speech, she waved her hand as she walked:

"It's okay. The island is guarded by a wizard tower, entrenched by powerful magical creatures in ancient times, and hidden magic covering the whole island. It's really hard for the outside to get in, and the inside can't get out..."

"... and," added the windbreaker suddenly, "there are some strange things in the tower - what's in that room? Why have you taken me so many times and never allowed me in once?"

Seeing that the other party asked this question again, Maka could only shrug her shoulders.

"Anyway, it won't be a good thing!"

After half a month together, even kittens and puppies can be almost cooked, let alone a living man.

Although for some reasons, Maka never investigated the identity of the mysterious wizard, they felt familiar when they talked.

The windbreaker wizard no longer had the desire to talk and stop at the beginning, as if he had slowly put all the things that should be forgotten in his heart.

"Oh, by the way -"

At the moment when she finally came to the door of Hogwarts, Maka seemed to suddenly think of something and suddenly turned sideways:

"I'll see Professor McGonagall later. Don't talk too much. I'll introduce myself for you... Unlike me, people can't understand what you're hiding for."

"Ah, um..."

"Besides," Marca continued, "maybe you don't know. In fact, your disguise is really terrible. Is it suspicious to put it on?"

After watching Maka finish, he went to lift the protective spell on the school gate. The windbreaker wizard couldn't help looking down at his dress.

A slightly ill fitting windbreaker, a wide brimmed round hat pressed very low, and a pair of old dark boots. Take a closer look, it's really a matching combination that people can't help glancing at everywhere.

"... is it really bad?"

"Come here!"

The windbreaker wizard was still thinking about it, but when he heard Maka say hello at the door, he had to stop worrying about his clothes and walk forward.

After demaka restored the school gate, they set foot on a green vestibular lawn. Just ahead, Hogwarts castle still stands there, emitting a rough and powerful atmosphere as before.

It's early afternoon and the little wizards are still in class.

As Hagrid turned the space left by Maka during the Christmas activities into a new classroom for the protection of magical animals, at this time, there were no students who had classes outdoors in previous years.

So now, all Maka can see is a wide and uninhabited school court.

"Just in time, let's go directly to the headmaster's room and wait for Professor McGonagall while there is no one!" he glanced at it and said quickly, "we have to hurry up. The third class will be over soon."

At the same time, Maka also quickened her pace, took the windbreaker wizard behind her, went straight through the front lawn and entered the main gate of the castle.

"Oh! Here comes McClane - here comes McClane -"

As soon as she entered the hall, Maka heard a voice that would not surprise her at all. As soon as he looked up, he immediately saw the ghost making a funny face at himself.

"Be quiet, Pippi!"

Maka is not interested in ignoring it. After all, some people are always crazy about this troublemaker. The more others care about it, the more it likes to tease people.

As soon as Maka waved his hand, he shouted and patted the guy directly to the other end of the hall. He immediately asked the windbreaker to go to the door hole on one side.

Behind him, the windbreaker wizard seemed to care about the Pipi ghost. As he walked, he looked back for a few more eyes.

"Don't look, it's just a noisy ghost born with the school! The mental pressure of generations of little wizards has gathered into such a small thing, playing tricks in the castle all day... But seriously, the pressure of Hogwarts students has always been great!"

Maka explained at will, kept walking, and soon led the windbreaker wizard along the rotating stairs behind the stone ghost to the door of the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Click."

As he reached out in front of the door handle, the door opened.

"Isn't this the principal's office? Can you open the door?" the windbreaker said strangely.

Maka nodded.

"Yes!" he said. "Professor Dumbledore, the former principal, gave me the curse of opening the door... Of course, I don't usually use it."

Just then, he subconsciously looked around the principal's room, and a complicated smile appeared on his face.

I remember once, the branch hat was placed on the top of the display rack, and the Gryffindor Duobao sword was placed in the glass box below. And at the table next to the stairs inside, there should still be a golden red phoenix napping all day on the bird rack.

Now, many familiar things have left where they should be.

Of course, change is not always bad.

"Sister, long time no see!"

On the other side of the office, there is a slightly smaller desk. At present, a figure suddenly stood up and looked at this side with a surprised face.

"Oh, Marca, you're back!"

When Charlotte saw Marca, her heart burst into a surprise - she thought it was Professor McGonagall! But when she looked back, the windbreaker wizard who followed Maka closely came into her sight.

"Marca, this is --"

"A friend," Maka said very naturally, "helped me a lot when I fought with Haier bo... But my friend has a bad voice and doesn't talk much at ordinary times."

Although this is almost equal to saying nothing, once it involves his confrontation with Haier Bo, it is equivalent to an indirect proof. At least Charlotte knew that this mysterious wizard could not be underestimated in strength.

In the magic world, capable people usually have some strange problems - but not every powerful wizard is as approachable as Marca and Dumbledore.

On this point, people like Charlotte, who came from the ancient wizard family, especially know.

"Ah! Nice to meet you... Please sit down!" Charlotte nodded to the other party first, and then looked at Maka again.

"Are you looking for Professor McGonagall? She's in class now. But there's no class in the fourth class today. I think she'll be back soon."

"Well," Marca nodded and thought, "sister, what's the situation in school recently? Although I haven't received any news of major events, I think there are many small things? For example, I heard that Harry quit the Quidditch team?"

"Yes," said Charlotte, "he's with Neville all day now... But it's nothing new compared to another thing!"

"What's the matter?" Maka suddenly became curious.