Chapter 2000

In order to ensure the safety of teachers and students, almost all the external flight networks in busbarton school have been disconnected, and Mrs. Maxim thought that she would never see the green flame in the fireplace in the second half of her term as president.

Therefore, when she saw the bright green flame of road powder suddenly churning in the gilded marble fireplace of the principal's office, she was startled and thought it was the enemy!

Yes, the magic link in the operation of the flying road network is very likely to directly become a guide for some powerful wizards - this was personally reminded by Maka long before the collapse of Britain.

However, the wizard who came out of the fireplace was a man who was no stranger to Maxim.

"Sirius Black?"

"Yes, madam... Oh, I'm sorry, this line is a private backup line for the brova family. You know, the fireplace on the other side is actually... It hasn't been used for travel for many years. It seems to stain your carpet. Please don't mind too much."

As Sirius said this, he stamped his feet, patted his clothes, and dropped ashes on the carpet in front of the fireplace. Finally, he continued:

"In fact, this line was originally prepared for our evacuation."

"The brovas connected a line directly to my principal's office in busbarton?" maxim stared at him strangely. "How come I've never heard of it?"

However, Sirius just shrugged.

"Then you have to ask Mr. brova himself," he said. "Well, in short, I don't want to talk about it. I have something urgent to come here this time. I think I need to have a good chat with you."

In the French magic world, the brova family can almost be said to cover the sky with one hand, but it is not even that busbarton can fully control it. However, it seems that it is not so surprising to think that there have been several wizards who have become president of busbarton in the history of the brova family.

However, it seems that this is not the time to think about it.

When Sirius said the second half of the sentence, Maxim's expression couldn't help a little lag - she already had some eyebrows about the other party's intention.

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Maxim paused and said, "what's the matter? The letter said it's OK. There's no need to come here in person? You should also understand that busbarton... May not be as safe as it seems!"

"Maybe!" Sirius shook his head and sat down on the sofa, "It's just that many things can't be said clearly by letters alone, and there may even be some ambiguity due to the wording. In fact, not only me, but everyone wants to know more about Harry, what they are doing, whether they are in trouble or not... In a word from Molly, they are always children in our hearts Son, isn't it? We'll worry after all. "

"Well, Mr. Potter, they --"

Maxim sat behind his desk and looked at Sirius, but his eyes were shining with wisdom and insight. She knew that this guy was still a hard fool as before.

"Madam."

Sure enough, Sirius didn't even let her finish, and then said:

"In fact, I know very well that you have always been on our side and always been good to us - you have helped us a lot since Professor Dumbledore asked us to contact you. But... I'd better tell the truth! What we can't accept more than the terrible reality may be concealment. How many trustworthy people are in the current disaster You should know as well about the value of land. "

At this point, he simply took out the letter sent by Maxim, spread it out, threw it gently and let it fall on the other party's desk.

"We have had a lot of confidential correspondence. I dare not say I fully understand your narrative habits, but please tell me the truth, madam! What happened so that you can't tell us directly in your letter?"

"Alas... We didn't want to tell you now." maxim sighed when he said this, "As you know, all the letters sent to you from here have passed through the hands of more than one person, including this one. In fact, the content of this letter... Was simply changed and sent to Mr. lupin at the request of Mr. bill Weasley."

"Bill wrote it?"

Sirius could not help frowning, and some bad premonitions became stronger and stronger.

"That's right," Mrs. Maxim nodded slightly. "I just changed his original words with my writing habits, and nothing else has changed."

"That is, bill doesn't want to tell us something?" Sirius thought thoughtfully, "or more accurately... Don't want his parents to know?"

At this point, he frowned and said:

"So, who happened?"

"It's Percy Weasley."

Up to now, further concealment is just adding chaos and blockage, and maxim had to tell the truth. And before Sirius continued to ask, she continued:

"Because you were the only one who came, so I'll say it straight - in a defensive battle at Weymouth port camp, in order to allow more people to evacuate safely, he stuck to the last line of defense on the verge of collapse. Then... Unfortunately died."

In fact, it's just two or three sentences, but sometimes the weight of words makes both the speaker and the listener feel like a heavy burden.

After a moment of silence, maximf finally said:

"I have said the actual situation, but whether or not to tell 'them' and when to tell 'them'... Now it's up to you to judge."

Sirius did not speak, but after a long time of meditation, he finally said:

"I see. Thank you for your honesty... What about the others? What about the others?"

"Oh, the others are fine," maxim said with a sigh of relief when he finally put the heavy topic aside, "You should have read everything mentioned in the letter - Miss Granger, they left without saying goodbye at one time, but now they are all back. Next, everyone seems to be preparing to attack back... It is said that they have found some reliable reinforcements from Winchester, and asked Mr. brova, who was unwilling to leave his daughter, to move. I say, some time should be right Coming soon! "