Chapter 1126

I have to say that Miss Parkinson failed as a spy. But her series of blind tosses were not completely useless.

When Maka couldn't know about Haier Bo's plot, pansy's actions undoubtedly became a hidden shit stirring stick. Unknowingly, she confused the whole situation all at once.

And this is obviously something that even Maka did not expect.

However, as one of the key personnel of the whole "shit stirring stick operation", the goblin mixed race witch eluli not only knew nothing about all this, but also took the initiative to get into another trouble.

It is late at night, and it has been more than six hours since he was locked up in this closed house.

Because the flints didn't prepare food for her today, she only ate three hard bread for lunch and dinner - that's not enough for her busy day.

At this moment, the convulsive stomach bag, the headache after using goblin magic, and the vertigo brought to her by Mrs. Flint's two slaps made her feel very clearly that she was gradually losing her strength.

If she doesn't eat, she should be unconscious again, right?

"Eluli... Are you still awake?"

It was so cold that the young master's voice suddenly rang out next door.

"Well, I'm still awake." yiluli reluctantly cheered up and whispered, "young master, go to sleep first! When tomorrow morning, my wife should let you out."

"Emily?"

Hearing her voice a little erratic, the other party immediately asked with some worry:

"Are you okay? Why... Your voice is so soft?"

"Oh, I'm fine," said eluli more loudly. "I'm just a little sleepy."

"That's good... That's good..."

After confirming that eluli seemed to be all right, the young master next door finally seemed to be unable to resist sleepiness. After a while, there was a slight snore in the quiet space - he soon fell asleep.

However, eluli couldn't sleep.

Because she knew that if she fell asleep in her current state, it would be difficult to wake up in time. And if the lady doesn't wake up when she asks her to go out and continue asking questions, she doesn't know when to call her next time

No, who knows if there is a so-called "next time"?

However, with the passage of time, in the regular breathing sound of the young master next door, eluli only felt that her eyelids became more and more heavy.

The smell of moss in the air, mixed with the moisture of underground seepage, lingered between her mouth and nose, but made her more dizzy.

But when she almost fainted again, another strange voice suddenly sounded with a trace of familiarity, pulling her back from the boundless darkness.

"Eluli? Are you still awake? Let me know when you're awake!"

This is a typical "flint style" in which the first sentence is full of impatience. People familiar with it will know that it must be one of those "flints".

"Yes... Young master?" yiluli forced her head sideways, with a little doubt in her tone. "What are you doing down here so late?"

The "big young master" in her mouth naturally refers to Marcus flint, the Slytherin graduate with a pair of big teeth.

As she spoke, she saw a light behind her. The light from behind immediately elongated her shadow and printed it on the opposite wall. With the change of angle, it moved from the left to the middle.

"What do you say I'm here for? Stupid maid... Is there any other reason besides looking for you? Is it hard to find my cowardly brother?"

More than two years have passed since Marcus finally graduated from Hogwarts. But after two years, his temper not only didn't get better with maturity, but seemed to get worse.

Should I say, is it worthy of flint?

"The young master is not cowardly" -- although eluli wanted to say so, she knew she had no position to say this. Moreover, even if she said Marcus, she would only ridicule her and the young master with more and more vicious words.

"I see," yiluli pursed her lips and said with some difficulty, "so... What's the order for the young master to come to me?"

"Command?"

Marcus sneered, as if Emily was not even qualified to work for him.

"Listen, there's a rumor about the Ministry of magic. You must tell me the truth - I ask you, is it you who saved the little witch in the Ministry of magic dungeon?"

The flint family really has a bad reputation outside, but even if the pure blood families at the same level don't want to pay attention to them, there will always be some small families who can't climb up the high branch who will want to hold their "smelly feet".

Therefore, as long as a lot of jingaron is spilled out, the flints have always had access to information.

It is not surprising that people who are paying attention to the Ministry of magic can infer some possibilities from the slight connection between the time when the prisoners of the Ministry of magic disappeared and the time when Emily came home.

To tell you the truth, you can only blame eluli's figure. It's so obvious that it's hard for anyone who knows her not to doubt it.

It's just

"Young master, you --"

Iluli was surprised that Marcus was aware of it.

In fact, she thought there were basically no people in the flint family who were interested in the Ministry of magic. Apart from the occasional contact with Hogwarts for the education of male offspring, the family almost lives its own life and rarely interferes with the outside world.

How can we say that we know how to protect ourselves? Or do you never want to make progress? It's hard to make clear the gains and losses.

After all, the flint family has lived quite well up to now, perhaps thanks to this low-key and neutral position and attitude.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that every generation of flint family owners are women.

However, today's Marcus is different.

When he was in Hogwarts, he liked to form gangs. In the next few years, he also mixed with Draco of the Malfoy family. Obviously, he tasted the benefits of "holding thighs".

You know, although Draco is always pressed down in front of Maka, the Malfoy family behind him is still second to none in the modern pure blood family.

In the two years before and after Marcus graduated, the Malfoy family was quite depressed, so that Marcus had to deliberately pull away after graduation to avoid being burned.

But Marcus, who has long tasted the sweetness, how can he be lonely again? On second thought, he stared at the "official thigh" of the Ministry of magic, which was strong again after making friends with Maka.

It's a pity that if he wants to hold his thigh, he has to be qualified to get close to it!

So, while making a deputy steward in the family, Marcus spent all day thinking about how he could get into the Ministry of magic.

Now, should we say that his "Kung Fu is worthy of his heart"? Or should we say he's lucky?

When he associated the fugitive of the Ministry of magic with illumine, he thought more and more that it was very possible - if he could give illumine to the Ministry of magic, maybe he could knock on the door of the Ministry of magic just by taking the name of the flint family?

So tossing and turning, Marcus thought of the late night in his bed, and finally couldn't help falling outside the confinement house all night to try to confirm.

But it must be said that he is still too stupid.

With regard to Marcus, eluli may not be able to think of all these ideas, but as a wanted man of the Ministry of Magic who escaped through prison robbery, could she honestly admit it?

"Young master, I've never been to the Ministry of magic," yiluli calmed down quickly after a little surprise. "But when did you start to care about the Ministry of magic, young master? If your wife knew, she would be very happy!"

"Hum," said Marcus coldly, "why, don't you admit it? As soon as the prisoners in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic disappeared, you came back in the middle of the night. What a coincidence!"

"But what a coincidence, young master..."

At the moment, she felt so weak that she even felt it hard to say a word, but she had to go on like this.

"Young master, I just went out to meet a friend. I used to know him when I was out shopping. I made such a big mistake because I talked too selflessly with my friends this time... I already know it was wrong."

While she denied it, she also took the topic elsewhere intentionally or unintentionally. Not to mention the hope that Marcus can dispel his doubts, at least we should avoid entanglement on the same topic for the time being.

Sure enough, when Marcus heard what she said, he immediately asked:

"Friend? Then tell me, who is your friend?"

This question is what eluli expects him to ask, because she knows very well that Marcus and pansy Ben were classmates in the same college.

"It's Miss Parkinson," replied Emily immediately. "I think you know, young master. It's Miss pansy Parkinson of the Parkinson family!"

"What?"

Of course Marcus knew pansy. He even remembered her. Because in Hogwarts, pansy was always with Draco. Although Marcus didn't talk to the rather unruly little girl, he often met each other.

"Miss Parkinson?" he said in amazement. "As a servant, can you make friends with her full of pride? How is that possible!"