Chapter 1163

"Go to lucious's house and talk about the neutral covenant?"

A group of pure blood families who always stood around and didn't dare to stand in line suddenly ran to the Malfoy family who had made clear its position to discuss the possibility of neutrality?

In the eyes of ordinary wizards and people, it is like that Quidditch fans in England suddenly run to the stadium in Scotland to watch the ball game. They always feel ill intentioned.

But in fact, on the contrary, their move may not necessarily be provocative.

"Yes! Although in the end it was only a preliminary conclusion - I think Lucius will come to ask your opinion today or tomorrow."

Sirius nodded and asked:

"What do you think?"

"Well... I don't care..."

As she spoke, Maka turned back and let the pot of water boiling on the iron mantel float up, filling the teapot on one side with water.

"Although it's somewhat dry and brittle, it's at least a soft way... Let them go! There are still a lot of things to do here. It's enough that they don't come out and make trouble."

"Our family will support you anyway!" Ron patted his chest behind him.

"Oh! Thank you!"

Even if they are called "pure blood traitors" by other families, the Weasley family is still a pure blood family, and the fact will not change. Not to mention, the Weasley family now has a very different position from the past in the eyes of other pure blood families because they are close to Maka.

So, as Sirius said - the Ron family will probably eventually be invited to the meeting by those pure blood.

Even for similar reasons, even if Neville was the only one who could talk in the Longbottom family, he would still be invited to make up for it.

"Well, I know this... Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

When Sirius heard the speech, he spread his hands, smiled and said:

"No, that's it... Ah! I know it's almost lunchtime, but don't call me - as I said just now, I'm full of tea and can't eat anything!"

"All right!"

Maka shrugged and began to give tea cups to several friends.

"After drinking this cup of tea, let's go to the auditorium... I wanted you to taste my craft! Because the remaining domestic elves in the school left temporarily last night, I cook myself today!"

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To tell you the truth, as a Hufflepuff, Maka is really good at eating.

Although he has never been picky about food, he can basically accept all the delicious and non delicious food. But he can taste the delicious food.

It's just that compared with his eating ability, cooking is a little worse. The food he cooked can be eaten, and there will be a little surprise occasionally, but in general, it is not an unforgettable delicacy.

But it must be said that real food sometimes has nothing to do with its taste.

At present, pansy has just put down the bowl and spoon in her hand. The mellow taste between her lips and teeth and the warmth in her stomach make her feel more complex.

In fact, Martin's big pot of cream stew is actually quite ordinary, that is, the ordinary home flavor. And the tortillas eaten together are light and hard, crunching.

This cooking is obviously much better than Hagrid who can make the rock skin cake like real stone, but what he has to say can only be said to be ordinary.

However, when pansy watched each other spoon by spoon carefully fed to Muriel's mouth, she seemed to feel an enviable warmth from the cream stew.

"Muriel... Look at me!"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, pansy heard Martin's words, which made her subconsciously look at each other's face immediately.

At a glance, she knew why Martin wanted Muriel to see him - there was no doubt that it was the art of taking God and mind.

It can be seen that Martin was not good at taking the mind. When Muriel looked at him, it took a long time for some signs of being affected by the spell.

It seems that as long as Muriel has the slightest intention of resistance, Martin is afraid that he can't succeed in casting the spell at all.

But I don't know whether it was out of subconscious trust or because Muriel was almost obedient at the moment, Martin's divination mantra worked.

At the moment when the spell came into effect, Martin felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes... It was the dungeon of the Ministry of magic! The dark and gloomy Sorcerer's Dungeon deep underground.

In Muriel's memory, the dungeon doesn't seem to be a very terrible place. Martin could feel that Muriel was in the same mood even when she was locked up in the dark dungeon, without any surprise or fear.

Martin even found that when Muriel went in, she would not often chat with the girl named eluli next door, just as she usually talked with her when she turned down the lane.

As I said before, although Muriel is always alone, it doesn't mean she likes to be alone. I believe she might have made many friends if her father hadn't had an accident.

"Huh?"

Martin shook his head immediately after realizing that Muriel was talking to Na eluli.

"No, no... not this memory."

With a little concentration, under his will, the scene in front of him was immediately distorted. Then, when the fog like memory picture solidified again, the scene did not change.

Still the dark cell, almost nothing has changed. Muriel just changed her angle compared with just now.

But in the next moment, in the dark corner opposite the cell, a shadow rushed out and rushed towards Muriel at an amazing speed.

The moment of shock and spiritual resistance, that is, the blink of an eye, Muriel's memory picture fell into darkness.

"... hoo," after reading the memory, Martin suddenly got out of his state and sighed softly, "is that all?"

Obviously, he didn't find anything, and his efforts were in vain.

"What is that shadow?"

While Martin was thinking hard about what that thing was, in fact, he gained something by taking God and chanting mantra. At least now, he knows that the shadow may not have left in Muriel's body.

Martin, who suddenly realized this, frowned tightly, and his heart was a little more anxious.

As far as his knowledge is concerned, there are some possessed spells or creatures in the magic world. Unfortunately, most of these spells and creatures are linked to black magic, and the degree of danger is not low.

It can be said that whatever is attached to Muriel's body, Muriel urgently needs treatment!

However, who should he go to treat Muriel?

"Parkinson, do you know where Muriel can be treated?" Martin suddenly turned around and asked pansy sitting by the fireplace. "Of course, if he won't report to the Ministry of magic."

"This..." pansy was stunned by his question. "A therapist who can keep it secret... Otherwise, you can take Miss Muriel to the magic world of other countries?"

Martin shook his head at once.

"No, we can't go now..."

He knew that if he stayed in the British magic world, it might not be too likely to be noticed by halbo. But if you leave here... He can still remember that the teacher clearly mentioned that you are not allowed to go abroad at will in any case.

"Can't go?"

Pansy paused again. Although she was a little confused, Martin obviously didn't want to explain.

"Let me see... Therapist..."

This is undoubtedly a difficult question to find an answer.

As far as pansy knows, therapist is a profession with a small number of employees. Because the n.e.w.ts test of magic pharmacy is very difficult, and there are not many magic hospitals, the salary of this profession is not low, but it is not very popular on the whole.

To be honest, since they have all passed the n.e.w.ts test of magic medicine, why not be a magic pharmacist directly? The prospect is great, not to mention the speed of money. Even if the level is not high, it must be easier to find a job than a therapist.

Therefore, it is not easy to find a private therapist.

"If it's just an ordinary magician... Will it be all right?"

After thinking over and over again, pansy thought of a potion master who had been known by his parents in the past. The other party is also from Slytherin college in Hogwarts, and the level is actually quite good. The most important thing is that the other party should be able to meet Martin's "confidentiality" requirements.

"Potion master?"

Martin looked down at Muriel on the bed. A few seconds later, he couldn't help sighing slightly.

Muriel herself is a very excellent magician, but now something happens, she needs to find another magician to prepare magic medicine for her treatment. This feeling really makes people feel a little sad.

Unfortunately, Martin himself has never been good at magic medicine. Otherwise, he might not need to borrow other people's hands to treat Muriel.

"All right! Where is that man? Are you sure he can keep a secret?"

"That's a friend of my mother and a former Hogwarts classmate who lives near our house," pansy whispered. "As for whether it can be kept secret... Seriously, I can't assure you that."

At this point, she paused a little before adding:

"Besides, it's not 'he'... It's' she '."

"You go and test it first," Martin made a quick decision. "Since you can't guarantee, you can't let Muriel go with you. If possible, you'd better bring her - just you and her! Of course... Well paid!"