Chapter 1423

"Mr. McLean, Mr. lupin asked me to inform you that the transfer of Diagon Lane camp to spiral town is coming to an end. He suggested that we... Er..."

The Auror said as he entered the tent, but before he finished, he was stunned at the scene in the tent.

At that moment, the first thing he saw was a body covered with white frost, because the body was placed in the middle of the tent, which made it difficult for him to see it.

After that, he saw Maka sitting behind his desk busy.

"Well?"

When she heard the other party talking, she stopped. Maka raised her head a little and looked at the other party.

"Oh... Don't worry, it's a spy sent by Haier bo..." he casually explained, and then said, "why don't you tell the Dean about the transfer? Then he will be the actual commander, and I'll help ensure safety at most!"

"Ah... Oh!" the other party reacted, quickly looked away and said, "one of my colleagues from the Dean has already said, as for you... In fact, Mr. lupin specially told me that it's best to mention it to you."

Just then, the other party suddenly added:

"Of course, if you're still in the camp."

As soon as Maka listened, she quickly nodded.

"Is there anything he wants you to tell me?"

Lupin is not a wordy person, especially in today's unstable time, redundant actions and words often make people think more and even cause misunderstanding.

"Oh, yes..." the Auror seemed to have some emotion about Maka's quick thinking, and approached the two films with a slight nod, "Some of the protective measures on the other side of helix town are left over from the beginning of construction a long time ago. Mr. lupin thinks it is necessary to replace them. But only the methods of use are retained in the archives of the Ministry of magic, but there is no plan for disassembly and removal. He wants you to take a look."

When Maka heard the speech, she raised her eyebrows:

"How long was' long ago '? What were they?"

"Well, I don't know," the other party immediately shook his head. "I only heard a silent person from the Ministry of magic report that the magic statue in the middle of the town seems not to be as simple as the statue, but it may be the core of a set of fortifications - but when others go to the statue and ask, it doesn't say anything."

"Magic statue?" Marca thought and subconsciously said, "is it alchemy?"

The Auror immediately shook his head again and said:

"I don't know."

After pondering again, Maka waved her hand and said:

"OK, I know about it. I'll go and have a look at it then... But lupin, what did he ask you to tell me about this? Isn't it the same when I arrive?"

"This --"

When he asked, the other party hesitated, and then said subtly:

"Although Mr. lupin didn't say, I think he might be... Worried about where you went again and couldn't find you at that time?"

"Well," Marca pursed her lips and shrugged innocently, "well, maybe you're right... But am I really that hard to find?"

"Yes," replied the Auror earnestly, "when we had a rest, we roughly summed up. So far, the probability of finding you at one time is less than 50%... So we sent Tonks here. If we want to find you, we'll ask her first, so as not to go in vain."

"Oh, what do you say... Sorry?"

Maka was a little embarrassed and apologized, but she heard the other party immediately say:

"No, no, we can't afford it... We all know that it's because you've been running around for this disaster, Mr. McLean, that it's so difficult to find... To tell the truth, even if we ran away in vain, we wouldn't feel unhappy."

Finally, he smiled and added:

"Oh, of course, some emergencies must be excluded... After all, some things can only ask for your help, sir. If we can't find you, we can only ask ourselves why we are so incompetent..."

The other party's words can actually be regarded as the key, and for this, even Maka has no better way in a short time.

Sometimes, "give up" may make people feel proud, but if you think about it carefully, it really makes people unhappy.

"Don't say that."

In this dry consolation, there is some helplessness of Maka - unless he can despise human nature like halbo, or he can forcibly "create" a group of thugs with sufficient strength with the help of the power of the bewitching monument, otherwise he can only accumulate it in time.

What helbo did, however, makes what the magic world lacks most is "time".

"Well, in short, I'll check the defense reserves of spiral town one by one - including the magic statue you said."

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While Maka was talking to the Auror, the latter's companion had explained the transfer of spiral town to the head of the camp, the president of St. mungo.

Before long, the refugees in the whole camp were immediately mobilized to prepare for the operation after nightfall.

As a result, Hermione and other small partners helped to get busy. Some of the original patients in St. Mungo must need help before they can be transferred together.

"Harry and Neville, at that time, these patients who can't follow the manifestation may need your escort! Of course, they may also be sent to Marca personally... But anyway, you have to prepare first."

Hermione waved her wand and carried things. She told the two people not far away. She looked very busy.

"Oh, no problem!"

Harry and Neville looked at each other, then nodded their heads.

"Well, Fred, George, and Percy... Just stay with Uncle Weasley and them! Let uncle and aunt stop busy and settle down first!"

"Hey, little Hermione, we're not old enough to move!" Ron and their father Arthur smiled. "Don't worry! Molly and I won't have any problems. Take care of yourself first!"

When Arthur said this, Hermione shrugged, then turned her head and continued:

"Ron, don't try to be brave... Of course, I know you'll keep Ginny, so I won't say much to you!"

There was a hint of ridicule in his words, and Ron's face was a little more embarrassed, but soon he turned away from himself and said:

"Okay, okay! I know what you're trying to say... Anyway, at least until I find a girlfriend, my favorite is Ginny."

"Shut up!"

Ginny immediately raised her legs and stepped on his feet mercilessly.