Chapter 1587

"Squeak --"

With a soft noise, Maka pushed open the door of Hogwarts auditorium with her own hands.

At first glance, there are four long tables extending to the depths of the auditorium, and a large number of back chairs are neatly arranged on both sides of the table. The sunlight from the fence window fell quietly on the table, leaving light spots.

Since there have been no household elves to clean and wipe recently, some dust has fallen on the tables and chairs, windowsills and those empty oil painting mounting frames, which makes it look a little old at a glance.

Of course, in terms of the history of the castle, it seems natural that it is a little old.

"Hogg... Watts."

Marca, who has just returned from Calais, France, wanted to come and have a good look at the castle that has experienced a lot with him while she still has some spare time. However, nobody's Hogwarts looks dead, not what a school should look like.

Maka doesn't know if this is what the four founders of the school saw when they first came here.

"... forget it."

Maka, who was about to go in again to have a look, paused at the door. Suddenly she took back her foot, which had just been sold, and then turned and walked out.

"Bang."

At the moment he left, the auditorium door seemed to be pulled down by two invisible hands and closed automatically.

This is obviously not the vibrant magic campus in Maka's memory. No matter how you look at it, it can't make him feel better.

So, I don't want to see more now. I'd better wait until everything is back on track in the future, and then have a good memory in it!

Although some people must never come back - such as the old man with white beard who always likes to eat strange sweets.

"... Marca... McLean..."

Just as Maka was standing on the lawn of the vestibule and temporarily dispelling her inner depression through the sunshine and green, a voice suddenly sounded faintly from the front door of the castle and attracted Maka's attention.

"Well?"

He looked back a little and saw a translucent figure floating in a window on one side of the closed door, half drooping his eyelids and looking at Maka at the door of the auditorium.

"Pipi ghost?"

Yes, even if the original colorful clothes on the figure have been much dimmed, the bow tie looks loose, the nightcap is tilted to one side, and even the magic reaction is much weaker. But Maka naturally recognized that it was the elf PI GUI who always fooled around in the castle and took pranks as his only interest.

Slightly stunned, Maka immediately raised her legs and walked over, and stood slightly under the windowsill that was more than one person high.

"Oh, McLean... You're here again?" Pippi fell listlessly and looked down at Maka on the windowsill. "When will those little fools come back to school?"

"Well," said Maka, shaking her head, "I can't tell... Anyway, at least wait until it's completely safe here!"

"The last time that black wizard made trouble?"

Pipi ghost said, suddenly turned over, leaned back on the windowsill and looked at the sky.

"All right, all right! Pipi ghost is here waiting for you to solve the problem... Remember to hurry up! There is no one here, and it's almost boring..."

Before his voice fell, he suddenly threw his backhand and knocked down a thick book. Maka subconsciously raised his hand, but the next second, he let the book fall on his forehead accurately.

"Ha ha... Did you get caught? Look at your embarrassment... Don't worry! It's not humiliating - Dumbledore has been hit in the head by a leather ghost..."

Looking at Pipi ghost, she left the window with a strange smile and drifted into the deep corridor. Maka looked down at Hogwarts, a school history, which had just hit her head and sighed silently.

Just now, if he wanted to avoid or block the sneak attack of Pipi ghost, it would be easy, but he stopped on the way.

Because he knew that the phrase "almost bored" just said by Pipi ghost was not as frivolous and casual as the other party's tone.

As a noisy ghost born from the negative emotions leaked by previous teachers and students, his existence is based on the people living in the castle.

In previous years, even during the holidays, there were more or less teachers, ghosts and a few students in the castle. But now, there is really no one in the whole castle.

Maka knows that Pipi ghost is obviously getting weaker and weaker, and even... It may really "die of boredom" at any time.

Unfortunately, even if it knows that it may no longer exist, it can't leave this castle and this land. In this regard, Maka has no way, because noisy and haunted is such a special existence.

"I'll remember 'hurry up'... Just wait!"

Pipi ghost is also a member of Hogwarts - I believe many people will agree with this, including Maka.

Maka put the book in her hand on the windowsill. Then she didn't stay any longer. She turned and walked through the school lawn and the school gate.

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On the hillside not far from the school gate, the already built temporary radar station is bathed in the sun. The big iron pot looked up at the sky overhead, waiting for the moment when it was needed.

Maka stopped in front of the door of a small room under the iron pot, stretched out her hand, pushed open the iron door and glanced inside.

Most of the Muggles sent to cooperate with commissioning have been withdrawn, leaving only such a mess of instruments that have been adjusted and set here, waiting to be started tonight.

"In short, go and pick up the people first!"

Although most of them were evacuated, a few operators will always be left, and the selected people have been living in Hogsmeade for a long time to adapt to witches and magic.

Maka conveniently closed the door again, then took a step back and disappeared from her place. When he came back, he had come to the streets of Hogsmeade village.

In fact, many residents here have moved away one after another, and only a few magic shops are still open. It seems that there is no business.

Even after Hogwarts's study tour program began, Haier Bo basically did not harass near the school. But after all, it's about life. Most people obviously prefer to leave here first and wait and see for a while.

Maka walked a few steps down the street, then turned a corner and went into the alley between the two stores.