Chapter 1125 Marcus' Suspicion

? It has to be said that Miss Parkinson failed as a spy. But her series of fussing was not completely useless.

Under the circumstances that Maca had no way of knowing about Hai Erbo's scheme, Pan Xi's various behaviors undoubtedly became a hidden crap stick, unknowingly, she messed up the whole situation at once.

And this was obviously something that even Maca hadn't expected.

However, as one of the key personnel in the entire "Operation Shit Stirrup", the goblin-half-blood witch Iluli not only knows nothing about all this, but also took the initiative to get into another trouble.

It is now late at night, and it has been more than six hours since he was locked in this confinement room.

Since Flint's family didn't prepare food for her today, she only ate three pieces of hard bread in total for lunch and dinner. Such a small amount of food was obviously far from enough for her who had been busy all day. of.

But at this moment, the secretly convulsed stomach and the headache after using the goblin magic, together with the dizziness brought to her by Mrs. Flint's two slaps before, made her feel very clearly that she was gradually losing strength.

If she didn't eat anything, she would probably pass out again, right?

"Iluli... are you still awake?"

Unexpectedly, the young master's voice suddenly sounded from next door.

"Yeah, still awake." Iluli pulled herself together and responded softly, "Young master, go to sleep for a while! Madam will let you go out by tomorrow morning."

"Iluli?"

Hearing her erratic voice, the other party immediately asked worriedly:

"Are you okay? Why... your voice is so soft?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Iluli hurriedly said louder, "I'm just a little sleepy."

"That's good...that's good..."

After the young master next door confirmed that Yi Luli seemed to be fine, he finally seemed to be unable to resist the drowsiness. After a while, there was a slight snoring sound in this quiet space - he fell asleep quickly.

However, Iruri couldn't sleep.

Because she knew that if she fell asleep in her current state, it might be difficult to wake up in time.

And if she hadn't woken up when Madam asked her to go out to continue the questioning, then the next time she was called, she didn't know when it would be...

No, who knows if there is a so-called "next time"?

However, as time passed by, amidst the regular breathing of the young master next door, Yi Luli only felt that her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The smell of moss in the air, mixed with the moisture of underground seepage, lingered in Iluli's mouth and nose, but it made her dizzy even more.

But just when she was about to faint again, another strange voice with a trace of familiarity suddenly sounded, pulling her back from the seemingly boundless darkness.

"Iluli? Are you still awake? Say something to me when you're awake!"

This kind of conversation with impatience at the very first sentence is a typical "Flint style", so that people familiar with it will know that it must be one of the few "Flints". .

"It's... Eldest Young Master?" Yi Luli forced her head to the side, with a little doubt in her tone, "It's so late, what are you doing down here?"

The "eldest young master" in her mouth naturally refers to Marcus Flint, the Slytherin graduate with a pair of big dies.

While Yi Luli was talking, she suddenly saw a bright light behind her. And the light from behind immediately elongated her shadow and printed it on the opposite wall, moving from the left to the middle little by little as the angle changed.

"What do you think I'm here for? Stupid maid... Could there be other reasons besides looking for you? Could it be that I came to look for my cowardly brother?"

It has been more than two years since Marcus finally graduated from Hogwarts. But after two full years, not only did his temper not get better as he matured, but it seemed to get worse.

Should I say that the surname is Flint?

"The young master is not cowardly" - although Yi Luli wanted to say that, she knew that she had no position to say this. What's more, even if she said Marcus, she would only mock her and the young master with more and more vicious words.

"I see," Yi Luli pursed her lips, and said with some difficulty, "Then... the young master came to see me, do you have any orders?"

"Order?"

Marcus sneered, as if Iluli wasn't even qualified to work for him.

"Listen, there is a rumor about the Ministry of Magic, you must tell me the truth-I ask you, is the little witch who was rescued from the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic really you?"

The reputation of the Flint family outside is indeed bad, but even if the pure-blood families of the same level don't want to pay attention to them, there will always be some small families who can't climb the high branches and want to praise their "stinky feet" .

Therefore, as long as a lot of Galleons are thrown out, the Flint family has never been short of intelligence channels.

And from the connection between the time when the Ministry of Magic prisoners disappeared and the time when Iluli returned home, it is not surprising that anyone who is paying attention to the Ministry of Magic can deduce some possibilities from it.

To be honest, if you want to blame, you can only blame Iluli's figure. It's too obvious, and it's hard for anyone who knows her not to doubt it.

only……

"Master, you—"

Iluli was surprised that Marcus noticed this.

In fact, she had thought that there was basically no one in the Flint family who was interested in the Ministry of Magic. Except for occasionally contacting Hogwarts for the schooling of male offspring, this family almost lives its own life, rarely going to the outside world to meddle.

How about knowing how to protect yourself wisely? Or have you never thought about making progress? It's hard to say clearly what the gains and losses are.

After all, the Flint family has been able to live fairly well until now, perhaps thanks to this low-key and neutral stance and attitude.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that every generation of the head of the Flint family is a woman.

However, Marcus today is different.

When he was at Hogwarts, he liked to form cliques very much, and in the next few years he was always mixed with Draco of the Malfoy family, obviously he had tasted the benefits of "thigh hugging".

You know, although Draco is always overwhelmed in front of Maca, the Malfoy family behind him is still second to none among modern pure-blood families.

And in the two years before and after Marcus graduated, the Malfoy family had a tendency to decline, so that Marcus had to deliberately distance himself after graduation, so as not to get burned.

But how could Marcus, who had already tasted the sweetness, be willing to be lonely again? After thinking about it, he focused on the "official thigh" of the Ministry of Magic, which had grown thick again after making friends with Maca.

It's a pity, with his scumbag grades when he graduated, he had to be qualified to get close to him if he wanted to hug his thigh!

So, while Marcus got a deputy manager in the family to dawdle all day long, he tried every means to figure out how he could get into the Ministry of Magic.

Now, should we say that his "hard work pays off"? Or should I say he got lucky?

When he associated the fugitive from the Ministry of Magic with Iluli, the more he thought about it, the more likely he felt that the possibility was great—if Iluli could be handed over to the Ministry of Magic, maybe he only needed to use Flynn The name of the Te family can knock on the door of the Ministry of Magic in one fell swoop?

Tossing and turning like this, Marcus thought about the late night in his bed, and finally couldn't help but go down outside the confinement room overnight to try to confirm.

But it must be said that he was still too stupid after all.

As far as Marcus's thoughts are concerned, Iluli may not be able to think of them all, but as a wanted criminal from the Ministry of Magic who escaped from prison, can she honestly admit it?

"Young Master, I have never been to the Ministry of Magic," Iluli quickly calmed down after being slightly surprised, "But, when did you start caring about the Ministry of Magic, Master? If Madam knew If so, you will be very happy!"

"Hmph," Marcus snorted immediately when he heard the words, "Why, don't you admit it? Just as the prisoner in the Ministry of Magic's dungeon disappeared, you came back after running there in the middle of the night—how could it be such a coincidence? thing!"

"But it is indeed such a coincidence, young master..."

Yi Luli was so weak right now that she even found it difficult to speak, but she had to keep talking like this.

"Young master, I just went out to meet a friend. I met him when I was out shopping. This time I went out late and returned home because I was too self-forgetful talking with my friend, so I made such a big mistake... I already know wrong."

While denying it categorically, she also intentionally or unintentionally took the topic elsewhere. Not to mention hoping to dispel Marcus' suspicions, at least temporarily avoid entanglement on the same topic.

Sure enough, after hearing what she said, Marcus asked immediately:

"Friend? Then tell me, who is your friend?"

This question was what Iluli expected him to ask, because she knew very well that Marcus and Pan Xiben were classmates in the same academy.

"It's Miss Parkinson," Iluli replied immediately, "I think you know it, young master, it's Miss Pansy Parkinson from the Parkinson family!"

"what?"

Of course Marcus knew Pansy, he even remembered what she looked like. Because Pansy had always been by Draco's side at Hogwarts back then, although Marcus hadn't talked to that rather savage little girl much, he still saw her often.

"Miss Parkinson?" He suddenly said in astonishment, "You are a servant, and you can make friends with her who is full of pride? How is this possible!"

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