Chapter 1764

The old housekeeper and Mr. brova have gone to talk with Mrs. maxim in the headmaster's office.

In order to act more efficiently next, it's certainly not wrong to find more help. To say who has the most weight and can move Mrs. Maxim here, it is natural to count them.

However, Hermione, who had originally planned to follow the past, did not choose to participate in the conversation with Mrs. Maxim.

At the same time, she was not with others, but followed Safina to each other's room alone.

"Miss Granger, isn't it? I know you - you're Mr. McLean's classmate."

After the two sat down, Larson, the maid who had come back first, cooked them a pot of tea, and then Safina took the lead in opening the mouth.

After a little meal, I saw her continue:

"By the way, I also know that you should want to ask how I met Mr. McLean? Because you look... As if you are looking for him?"

Hermione listened to Safina's guess. When the other party finished, she nodded slightly.

"Yes," she said, "I'm Maka's classmate, and I really have plans to find him. However, these are just my personal things. The ultimate goal of our collective action this time is to deal with Haier Bo - finding Maka is just a way to try to defeat Haier Bo."

What's more, in addition to looking for Maka, Willie, who had escaped from everyone inexplicably before, is the most worried object of the little partners at present.

Of course, Hermione didn't deliberately explain this point.

On the other side, Safina nodded her head after hearing Hermione's words:

"OK! But I have to say... Yes, we just met Mr. McLean. He saved my sister's life and our hometown. You know, before that, we were even strangers to him."

With that, she suddenly said again:

"But if you want to know the whereabouts of Mr. McLean from me, I'm sorry I can't give you a definite answer."

As for this, Safina didn't hide too much from Hermione, so she naturally told Hermione the whole process from her meeting to separation

"Wait!"

Before Safina finished, Hermione, who was on her way, suddenly interrupted her narration with surprise:

"Are you a descendant of Geoffrey? Is your sister a prophet of this generation? Oh, I read in a book that your ancestors were also famous in the Muggle world!"

"Well, that's right. I've been proud of it since I was a child," Safina nodded. "But obviously, in today's situation, predicting something will only make people feel more and more confused."

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and smiled noncommittally.

I remember when she was still at Hogwarts, Hermione didn't like divination very much, and naturally despised "prophecy".

However, after going through so many things, she had seen Trelawney make real predictions, and seemed to believe more and more in this mysterious thing.

However, she obviously didn't interrupt Safina for this.

"Miss, I remember you just said that Maka was with your sister before she separated from you?" Hermione said. "I don't know. Did your sister come to busbarton, too? I want to see her. Your sister, who is the last person to see Maka and a prophet, should know more?"

"Do you want to see Ursula?" Safina hesitated at first, but finally shook her head and said, "no, in fact, Ursula is not in good condition. I just hope she can have a quiet rest these days! So you can ask me if you have any questions, but if Ursula, please don't bother her."

Safina said it very sincerely, which made Hermione feel embarrassed to ask to see her sister again.

In a moment of silence, Hermione looked at Safina opposite, reached out and gently pushed on the mask, and then temporarily removed the lower part of the mask.

Then she picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

But Hermione didn't care about tea. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to say anything more, she hesitated for a while, so she stood up and planned to leave.

But just then, they saw Ms. Larson, who had just poured them tea, suddenly open the door and come out of a room on the inside.

"Miss Granger, Miss knows you want to see her, so please go over."

"Ursula?"

Safina was stunned when she heard the speech. Seeing Hermione looking back at herself, she had to nod her head slowly at the other side. Since her sister had said it, where could she stop?

"Please -"

Larson opened the door a little more, and then reached out to Hermione.

"Thank you."

Hermione nodded slightly, then thought and entered the room.

"Miss Granger, first of all, please forgive me for not being able to meet you with my true face - trust me, this conversation can make our conversation smoother..."

As soon as she entered the room, Hermione saw the curtain covered bed at first sight. The gauze curtains overlapped several layers to cover Ursula on the bed, so that Hermione couldn't see what it looked like inside.

However, compared with the Norwegian palace... Or, compared with Ursula's previous room, it is obviously much brighter here - the windows in the room are wide open, and the outside wind slowly flows in through the window, blowing the gauze curtain gently.

It can be said that although Marca is like a short passer-by in Ursula's life, she has really brought great changes to her.

Now Ursula, at least when others came to her room, would not have a gloomy and strange feeling.

"Miss," Hermione stood in front of the bed and nodded slightly, "of course, if you want to talk like this, I have no opinion. Because I just want to know whether Maka is really in England at present, and... Miss, Safina told me that you are a prophet, so... I don't know if I can ask you to make a prophecy for me?"

Said Hermione, staring straight at the curtain on the bed as if to see it through.

In the gauze tent, Ursula pondered a little.