Chapter 1122

Pansy's failure cannot be said to be her fault. Because as far as her awakening is concerned, it can even be said to be a gratifying change.

Well, it's all weird, isn't it the right time?

No, at least Maka thinks that he is to blame for the failure of the spy operation - if he can plan pansy's change in advance, or find the problem in time when he receives Kingsley's secret letter, maybe there will be more room for turning around.

Yes, he didn't have a chance to think about it, but... He was negligent.

Of course, the plan to let pansy approach Martin is just one of Marca's ideas to deal with halbo. It's good to succeed, but if you fail, there's no need to worry about it.

If there is no possibility of remedy, it's better to put down the mess as soon as possible and seize the time to think about other means.

Looking at Ron, they were still joking with each other, and Marca couldn't help smiling a little relaxed.

Although he didn't say it, he had already decided in his heart when he got the original book of sin - none of these good friends who can speak, laugh, care for each other and grow up together.

However, just when Maka thought of "growing up together", she saw Hermione finally come together.

"Maka, what Parkinson said just now... When did you let her do those things? That sounds... Too dangerous!"

From the point of view that Gryffindor and Slytherin are feuds, Hermione is certainly not a typical little lion. Because even if the object is Slytherin, as long as the other party needs it, she will also lend a helping hand to it.

Not to mention, pansy's previous words had actually made Hermione subconsciously recognize her.

Perhaps she was the only one present who really implemented the slogan of "we are all Hogwarts" that Maka said at the beginning.

However, in the face of Hermione's words that she was secretly complaining about Pan Ximing, Maka could only smile bitterly in her heart.

"I did that for a reason, but I can't explain too much to you because it's related to miss Parkinson's reputation. In short, you can rest assured that since this is a failure, I probably won't let her do those things again!"

"Oh... Really?" Hermione pursed her lips and stared at him for a while before she was quite dissatisfied. "Since you have said so, I won't ask more..."

Naturally, her move was not out of doubt about Maka. After all, from a long time ago, she decided not to doubt Maka's decision.

Therefore, her dissatisfaction is more just to remind Maka - there is another thing that is not small. She hasn't even mentioned it to them!

When Hermione's dissatisfaction came, Marca couldn't help smiling a little apologetically.

But he also knew that Hermione was just playing tricks. You know, what pansy does is spy work, and it's natural that it needs to be kept secret.

"OK! If you know, you'll know, but remember not to pass it on carelessly! Now the task at Parkinson's side can't be said to be over. I have to think it over carefully before I can decide."

At this point, he tossed his head and motioned:

"Don't join in the fun with me. Do what you should do... Oh, by the way! Luna, come back to me after class in the afternoon. The last time can continue."

"Oh?"

Luna, who had been standing at the back, was so called by him that she blinked her big eyes and thought about it before saying:

"Oh!"

Hermione heard it and immediately the corners of her mouth drooped.

"What happened last time?"

When Maka heard the speech, she spread out her hands very calmly and said directly:

"Interrogate the hostages."

The "hostage" in his mouth, of course, refers to the Basilisk currently entangled in his sleeve.

The Basilisk... Or the very rare blood curse host, may be more important to Maka than pansy's task. Because the last time he asked Luna to communicate with her, it was obvious that the other party did not cooperate.

For example, when Maka asked Luna who she was looking for, she wouldn't even say a word.

However, the more she refused to say, the more Maka wanted to know - maybe it was a big secret related to Haier Bo?

To this end, he spared no effort to spend more time studying magic and specially prepared a specially enhanced version of truth spitting agent.

"OK, OK, don't stare at me like that!" looking at the eyes in front of her, Maka had to shake her head and said, "if you're interested, you can come with Luna... Just, Hermione, even if you're OK, I still remember you have a task!"

It's not easy to arrange a rune matrix for the whole Hogwarts.

Hermione listened to his reminder and had to flat her mouth helplessly and reluctantly agreed. After all, no matter what, she took advantage of her date to come to the task at hand!

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Pansy's mission is now over.

Although failure is an unchangeable fact, and the direct cause of failure is indeed from her choice, Maka did not blame her for it.

I have to say that her luck lies in her meeting a reasonable person.

On the other hand, her new good friend, eluli, was obviously not as lucky as her.

At lunchtime, that is, the moment when pansy returned to Hogwarts auditorium, eluli, whose steps were somewhat vain due to the forced use of goblin magic, just returned to her "home".

Although this "home" does not belong to her, it is also the place where she was born from her mother's belly and grew up slowly.

Therefore, when the mother who worked for the master died of illness, she naturally inherited her mother's identity and became a maid in the manor.

Maybe it's her natural relationship of diligence and obedience! Although the master had a bad temper and often other servants were punished by her, it rarely fell on eluli.

Not only that, perhaps her work is at least better than others, and she can often understand her master's ideas in advance. When she was about fifteen or six years old, she stood out from more than ten maids and became the only maid in the master's manor.

But, of course, even if she was promoted to head maid, there was never less scolding and scolding as usual.

She knew that her master had such a temperament that he was uncomfortable without training a few words every day. She has long been used to it.

However, it is estimated that the blame she will receive today is not as simple as scolding.

As a servant who grew up in the manor, she will still have feelings for it even though the master is no matter how unpleasant. Therefore, she is not dissatisfied with what she does here, and she will finish her work meticulously every day.

If there is anything that makes her feel painful, it must be the jealousy and discrimination of other servants against her.

But she is such a hard-working maid since childhood, but she still neglects her duty today. Imagine how angry the master who used to let her take care of her daily life every day would be at the moment.

A painful punishment is obviously indispensable.

At the thought of this, Emily's slightly slow steps suddenly stopped, and then dragged her weak legs along the path in the front yard.

To tell you the truth, the manor where Emily was born looks very beautiful.

A large number of flowers and trees are planted on the trimmed front yard lawn; In the gap between the dense canopy, a building with green roof and white wall can be seen faintly.

Winding along the cobblestone path on the lawn, after bypassing the green trees, you can completely take into account the other village with many green vines on the wall.

Under this clear sky, it looks particularly beautiful and moving.

In the backyard of this other villa, there is also a servant residence built separately from this building, where eluli grew up.

Unfortunately, after becoming the head maid, she never lived there again.

Slightly sipping her dry lips, eluli put aside those childhood memories that were not happy in her heart, and stopped at the door of other villa. She stretched out her hand and gently pushed the door open.

"Eluli... Are you back?"

As soon as she opened the door, she didn't even go in. She heard a familiar voice from the front hall. She knew that she was also a maid, and almost the companion she grew up with.

But it happened that she was the playmate of her childhood, but now she can't see iluli. It seems that her cold words every day have become all the fun in her life.

Eluli didn't know when the bud of jealousy in the other party's heart was born.

"Well, I'm back."

She answered softly, and did not care about the heart disaster and joy in the other party's tone. After turning back and closing the door, she asked directly:

"Rose, where is the master now?"

"Oh, are you in such a hurry to be scolded and punished?" the maid she called Rose lowered her head and dusted her clothes without raising her head. "Hum, I don't know where the master is... Maybe in the flower house?"

"Thank you."

Eluli gave a faint thank-you, followed by raising her legs and walking towards the side door of the hall - judging from Rose's answer, at least the owner must not be in the flower house now, which can be eliminated.

Then, after a little consideration according to her usual experience, she went straight to the young master's study.