Chapter 1148 Dead

"Teacher, some time ago I had contact with a guy named Martin—he seemed to be your apprentice, too. So, according to the teacher's request last time, I watched him secretly for a while, but..."

In a certain hut on the beach, a small figure was sitting in the bedroom. And on the wall opposite to the figure, the eyes of the figure in the portrait flickered with black flames.

"Martin..."

The person in the canvas suddenly opened his mouth, but his whole body was still motionless, only a pair of lips were slightly opened and closed, and a chilling hollow voice came out.

After the voice repeated the name, it quickly said quietly:

"You don't need to monitor this person. He is different from other apprentices. He has other uses for me. Well, except for him, you continue to monitor other apprentices. If necessary...As the monitor I assigned, you You can decide whether to clean up some useless people."

"Yes, I understand, teacher!"

"Also, remember to be cautious...Although I can make that McClain not have too much time to study the secret changes in the magic world, but if some things are done too conspicuously, I don't think you can escape from him. Hmph... ...I have to say, compared to that young man, you guys are still far behind... Don't be careless."

Hearing the words, the short wizard was silent for a few seconds, seemingly unconvinced, but finally nodded obediently.

"……yes."

However, the owner of the voice in the portrait didn't seem to have listened to his answer at all. As early as when he was silent, the pair of eyes that were shining with black flames had already dimmed suddenly.

The short wizard sat in front of the picture frame for a while, seeing that the portrait in the picture was still motionless, he lifted his hood and hammered the bedside table with his backhand, making a muffled "boom".

"Isn't that Maka McLean? Although that kid is indeed a genius, he can't make it sound like... as if in front of that guy, I'm just a pile of garbage that can be discarded at any time, right?"

Having said that, he knocked again violently, then stood up with a dissatisfied face and left the bedroom.

Obviously, this little wizard was the dwarf Martin had met last time in the Sleeping Dragon Bar in the black market.

Because he was born with the ability to see the soul, he has more favor in front of Hai Erbo than other apprentices, and even obtained the right to monitor and even deal with those disobedient colleagues.

To be honest, this right is indeed very great-although in Haierbo's view, there may not be much difference in the number of apprentices he accepts casually.

The dwarf wizard who walked outside stood for a while in this simple living room, and then he was sulking for a few minutes, and then took a wooden cup to the bucket outside the house and drank a glass of clear water.

It can be seen that he doesn't seem to have much demand for his own life. Drink a glass of water when you are thirsty, and eat some bread to satisfy your hunger when you are hungry. There are almost no daily necessities in the place where you live.

It must be said that no one who came here and saw such a scene would have thought that this dwarf wizard was an outstanding talent who was proficient in both potions and modern alchemy.

Of course, the reason why this guy studies these two subjects at the same time is really not for Jin Gallon.

In fact, he kept delving into them only in order to develop a solution to the root cause of his own birth defects.

But it's a pity that even if he tried to turn himself into a werewolf, he could only transform into a "dwarf werewolf" on the night of the full moon—that's a bit taller than him under normal circumstances A little bit, but just a little bit, that's all.

For this reason, he had to prepare enough wolfbane potion for himself every month on weekdays, which was really not worth the candle.

Until, when he was wandering by the sea one night, dispelling a lot of depression accumulated due to magic research, Hai Erbo appeared.

After living in his house for just three days, Hai Erbo easily improved the shortcomings in his blood.

Now, he can maintain the physique of a normal person at least five days a month, and this time is still being extended with the integration of his blood and body.

He finally got what he wanted, and he naturally felt unparalleled gratitude to Haierbo. In addition, his talent was really outstanding, so Haierbo accepted him as an apprentice before leaving.

To be honest, just listening to this acquaintance process is really a good story. But unfortunately, the two protagonists in this story are not kind people.

Needless to say Haierbo, let's just talk about this dwarf wizard.

Perhaps it is because I have been discriminated against since I was a child, so that I gradually formed a particularly distorted value. If someone treats him well, he may not appreciate it; but if someone treats him badly, he will definitely repay him double.

To make matters worse, he is not only grumpy, but also extremely jealous. Even for those who are not as good as himself, he can always find something better than himself from the other party, no matter how bad it is, there is still a natural gap for him to hate the other party.

Therefore, Hai Erbo can make him feel sincerely grateful, which is really not an easy task.

Right now, he couldn't help being annoyed by the jealousy of Maca, and what made him even more angry was the appreciation of that Maca by his respected teacher Hai Erbo.

Is it true that I can't compare to that kid?

As usual, he wobbled along the rocky beach, kicking the pebbles and shells beside his feet angrily, imagining each one of them as the hated Maca McLean.

"No, I heard that McClain doesn't know anything about alchemy at all... At least my alchemy must be much better than his!"

But after thinking about it, there is really nothing in modern alchemy that can make him proud. Besides the dead Nicole Flamel, where in the world is a true master alchemist?

As a wizard who has studied modern alchemy in depth, he is very clear about this truth.

"hateful--"

Suddenly he stretched out his foot again, and kicked a shell far into the sea, before he stood still and took a few deep breaths.

No matter how hot-tempered he is usually, he still knows when to fight and when to stop. Without this patience, he would not have achieved what he is now.

You know, whether it's potions or alchemy, you can't lack patience!

After sorting out his thoughts, his angry face immediately calmed down, only a trace of coldness and viciousness remained in his eyes.

"Those two pure-bloods who always ignore the teacher's orders... let's take it out on you today."

Before he finished speaking, his figure twisted and disappeared on the beach.

...

Because Hai Erbo brought the formation to guide the falling meteorite to the gate of Hogwarts, Maca spent a lot of time and energy trying to deal with it.

Just like what Haierbo said to the dwarf wizard, it was he who forcibly restrained Maca, which enabled apprentices such as Martin to act secretly.

However, even so, the power of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not a decoration.

Since Dumbledore handed over the force formed by him to Maca, it has gone through a lot of adjustments. There are old members leaving and new members joining.

In general, the main staff is indeed much lacking compared to Dumbledore's back then, but Maca has attracted more ordinary members under the Order of the Phoenix.

To this day, the most numerous members of the Order of the Phoenix are not fighters, but investigators who are almost everywhere. Not to mention anything else, Lupine and Sirius, who used to be hiding in the dark, have now become working Aurors of the Ministry of Magic. It can be seen that Maca attaches great importance to the value of "eyes".

Therefore, it is really not easy to do things without the sight of the Order of the Phoenix.

In the evening of that day, in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, Lupine was doing his old job - sorting out the intelligence materials collected from various channels recently.

"Sirius, don't be idle there! Now that there are more and more materials, I can't finish all the screening even if I am busy all night... If you have nothing to do, you can come and help me deal with some!"

"Ok?"

Sitting on the other sofa, Sirius crossed his legs, dangled the coffee cup in his hand, and shook his head lazily.

"Don't do it... I wandered outside all night yesterday, and I can't sleep today, and I'm so sleepy now! Do you want me to drink sobriety potions to help you work?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Lupine flipped through the documents on the table without raising his head, "Maca can detoxify you if you drink too much, but it's just diarrhea for a few days... um ?”

He was talking casually, when he suddenly seemed to see something valuable in the intelligence materials, he let out a slight surprise.

After a while, he picked up a pen and quickly wrote on the document.

"That's enough!" Lupine said distractedly while writing, "You don't have to help me with the work... Look, the task you should be responsible for has already come to you!"

After writing a line in a hurry, he picked up the magic wand beside the table and waved it towards Sirius, and the information automatically floated in front of him with his movements.

"After reading it, copy it yourself, and then put the original in Kingsley's file basket for me by the way—you know which one it is!"

One piece of Sirius, with his legs crossed, immediately took the information, frowning and looking through it carefully. And when he finished reading all of it, his brows were visibly furrowed even tighter.

Not long after, Sirius who was thinking could not help but click his tongue lightly, and muttered to himself:

"At this juncture... dead?"

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