Chapter 1145

Although the flint family's affairs are far from the end, Marca doesn't need to intervene in the follow-up. After the Ministry of magic and wiesengamo take over, Mrs. flint and her "unfilial son" will have an indissoluble bond with the courtroom for some time in the future.

However, the impact of Miss Parkinson's failed spy mission is still quietly continuing and spreading. Among them, although there are some developments that Maka can guess, there are also accidents that he still doesn't know.

Of course, to speak of the developments he knew, he had to mention Mr. Martin, who had always been quite unlucky so far.

On the day Marka went to the Ministry of magic for an interview with the prophet daily, Martin met a dwarf who followed behind halbo in the sleeping dragon bar in the black market.

On that day, the conversation between them was not long, and it was definitely not a pleasant meeting. However, Martin, who had not contacted Haier Bo for some time, learned the latest order of the "teacher" from the other party this time.

"Teacher, is he... Finally going to accelerate his development?"

At the bottom of the stinking room in the overturned lane, Martin was staying in the potion preparation room where Muriel used to sit. I saw him staring at the specially ordered extra large crucible in the middle, but he just leaned against the wall and muttered to himself.

"What an expectation!"

In fact, if it had been before, Martin would have been very excited about Haier Bo's latest instruction - since the teacher has a more positive intention to act, doesn't it mean that the time to really do great things is coming?

But now, Martin doesn't even want to take the initiative to contact Haier Bo.

Because he knew that if he contacted the teacher, he might have no time to take care of others for a long time. At present, he must rescue Muriel from the dungeon of the Ministry of magic.

To be honest, Martin's only happiness now is that halber probably never cared too much about his apprenticeship. As long as he doesn't do something stupid that disturbs the teacher's plan, Martin will probably not be punished if he never contacts each other.

No, I'm afraid halber may not even take the initiative to think of him, an insignificant guy?

Martin put aside some speculation about the teacher in his mind, and his thoughts soon fell on Muriel, who was still in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic.

A moment later, he rubbed his forehead in a very boring way - he didn't sleep much for several days. Tired, he just felt his scalp numb and closed his eyes slightly, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The total martial law of the Ministry of magic made him almost desperate about sneaking in to save people.

Now the Ministry of magic can't break through just by magic spell and compound decoction. The alchemical props used for detection and the Aurors of value-added patrol will find out the visitors with evil intentions one by one, tie them with magic shackles and send them to the cell.

And all these conditions are caused by Parkinson's disease!

Here, what Martin thought was actually expected by Marca. At present, Martin is particularly angry with pansy's behavior of saving one and leaving one, and therefore has doubts about the relationship between pansy and Marca.

But in the final analysis, suspicion is just suspicion. Martin is not sure that McLean is behind this series of changes.

In other words, his suspicion is more from the pain of being unable to rescue Muriel.

When he was at a loss, Martin thought about asking his teacher Haier Bo for help, but it was obviously a stupid idea.

Knowing that the teacher could not help him, Martin finally picked up his pen and wrote a letter containing his last glimmer of hope.

"I hope... It's just my wishful thinking in a hurry."

……

The recipient of Martin's last letter was no one else, but it was Miss pansy Parkinson, a Slytherin girl who once lost Martin's trust.

Does he believe in pansy again?

No, obviously not - it's not so much "trust" as "gambling". Unable to persuade himself to give up Muriel, he can only hope that his suspicion of Pansy is just a misjudgment based on anger.

Yes, what if Miss Parkinson only had time to save one person because of some unexpected factors? Or what if the little congregation and Muriel were held separately, and Parkinson didn't actually encounter the latter at all?

When a gambler is embarrassed, he often takes chances, even if he knows that the winner of the gamble is usually the dealer.

On the other hand, when pansy received the unsigned letter apparently from Martin the next day. The girl who thought she had jumped out of the gambling game was shocked.

"What, what do you mean?"

Pansy squeezed the letter paper tightly and stared at the boss.

"After that, can he still believe me... No, it must be a trap! He's going to lead me out and find a way to revenge me!"

At the thought of his life being pinched by the other party, pansy couldn't help being nervous.

If you stay at Hogwarts, you must be so far away from each other that you can't trigger the hidden dangers in the magic ceremony, but once you go out near each other, you can only be kneaded by each other.

Not long after, Maka's door was knocked, and the hurried knock on the door revealed the visitor's anxiety in an instant.

But with a "squeak", it was not the door in front of Pansy that opened the door, but another room diagonally opposite the corridor.

"Looking for Mr. McLean... Is it urgent?"

That hoarse voice made pansy cold behind his back. She knew it must be the windbreaker wizard who always followed McClane, but she still shuddered at the embarrassing voice.

But now, obviously, it's not time to care about your goose bumps.

"Well... Yes, is Professor McLean out today?"

"That's right," he heard the windbreaker standing at the door of her room, slightly lowering his head and whispering, "Mr. McLean will leave alone for at least half a day every few days without anyone..."

As she was saying this, she suddenly raised her finger to the top, and then went on:

"By the way, if you have to find him in an emergency, I would suggest you find his owl MafA. Mr. McLean said that it usually doesn't leave near the castle. Maybe the tower of heaven can see it."

"Oh, thank you! Thank you!"

Pansy nodded his thanks again and again, and then hurriedly left the sub fort and ran towards the astronomical tower on the side of the main fort.

The next class is about to begin, but she has no time to care about that!

……

As the windbreaker said, Maka leaves Hogwarts castle alone every few days. But he didn't run far. In fact, he was just in the cave deep in the forbidden forest.

As several evil props were stored here, he had to check them every once in a while to ensure that the seal was still in good condition.

In addition, his research on the monument of bewitchment is also in-depth bit by bit.

In order to really solve problems in halbona's mind, it is indispensable to explore regular runes. The second level rule runes he currently has are one soul Rune derived from the bewitching monument.

While Maka was buried in her new book of sin in the cave. A high-speed figure suddenly came from the observatory of Hogwarts castle, flew straight over the forbidden forest, and suddenly dived down between the tree crowns on the ground near the location of the cave.

Many of the elves who had set up their homes at the entrance of the cave were startled at the sight. If there were not an elf elder, Lao lac, who hurriedly stopped them, a messy fight between elves against birds would be inevitable.

"Go to work! Get out of the way... That's McLean's carrier pigeon! Ouch -"

He was shouting when he suddenly found that the figure in the air had rushed in front of him, making him lie on the ground in a hurry to avoid being hit.

"GA -"

The owl MafA stood on the stone platform in front of old lark, and its shrill hiss seemed to say - it's not a damn pigeon. Except for "coo, COO, COO", it can really scare children to cry!

"Oh," said old lark, whose ears were tingling with the harsh cry, after pulling out his ears, "my God! This pigeon raised by McLean has a bad temper... Come on, your master is inside!"

As he spoke, he got up and went back to the big stone door, and said hello to MafA.

Although wizards don't understand the language of these elves, owls can guess what they are talking about only by intuition. As soon as he saw that old lark seemed to stubbornly think he was a pigeon, MafA directly flapped his wings and flew up, pointed at his ears and pecked it.

"Oh! Stay away from me... Oh! Look, I have to complain to your master later!"

The other elves watched their elders and the big bird fight as they walked, all the way to the depths of the territory, but they could only stare and send him away.

There's no way. It's a forbidden area. Except for Lao lac, other elves are not allowed to get close to half a point.

"So, is that a pigeon?"

"How do I know! There were no pigeons on our island!"

Pansy at the top of the astronomical tower knew nothing about the situation encountered by Maka's magnificent owl. She only knew from the direction of MafA's flight that Maka was probably in the Forbidden Forest and didn't know what to do.

Of course, these have nothing to do with her. At present, what she cares most is what she should do with Martin's letter?

She stood in the strong wind of the tower, eagerly looking forward to Maka's early return.