Chapter 1256 Fake
Before going to Parkinson's house, Nott had no idea that the real buyer was Namaka McLean. To be honest, if he had known the truth earlier, he would never have considered stepping over the middleman Vanessa.
However, when Nott left Parkinson's house in a hurry, intending to give up some greedy ideas and go home directly to complete the deal with Vanessa, he bumped into the person he least wanted to see in his own home.
"...I didn't expect that this time converter was actually what you wanted, Mr. McLean."
As far as Maca's ability is concerned, Nott is much clearer than Mrs. Parkinson. So when he saw Maca, his first reaction was not to turn around and run away, but to try his best to fool him.
If you run, you will definitely not be able to run away.
"Oh! Yes... the Time-Turner..."
Just as he was talking, Nott suddenly rummaged through his pockets and walked towards Maca on his own initiative. Seeing this, Maca also had some expectations.
For this time converter, too many twists and turns have been spent today, if this can be obtained, it will naturally be the best.
But at this moment, a rather familiar wave of magic power made Maca slightly taken aback.
"Mr. McLean, it's here, you take it." Nott took out the time converter he got from Walton from his pocket, and handed it to Maca happily, "Of course, You don't even need a Galleon, it's free!"
However, Nott soon saw Maca's frown gradually, which made him tremble with fear.
"McLean... sir?" He couldn't help asking cautiously, "What's the matter?"
And at this moment, facing him, Maca held the time converter in his palm with one hand, but shook his head lightly and said:
"Isn't this stolen from the Ministry of Magic?"
"Uh, no—"
When he heard Maca's questioning, the first thought that flashed in Nott's mind was to deny it. But when he thought that denying it might be meaningless, he immediately stopped talking.
Then, listen to him honestly say:
"Well... yes, from the Hall of Time in the Department of Mysteries... oh,
But I didn't take it, it was—"
"who is it?"
Seeing that he stopped in the middle of speaking, Maca asked casually.
It can be seen that Nott seems to be a little hesitant - Walton is one of the few friends in his life, and he is the kind who has played with him since he was a child. Anyone who betrays a friend must have something to do. Hesitant.
It's just... Obviously, the deep friendship with Walton in the past was completely erased by a forgetting curse cast by him before he was imprisoned in Azkaban.
Although he was very familiar with the other party before, to Nott now, Walton McNeill is just a slightly familiar stranger.
"Hmm..." After a short pause, he immediately said, "It's Walton McNeil, a staff member of the Department of Magical Beast Control of the Ministry of Magic—he used to be a Death Eater."
"McNeil——" Maca thought for a while, and quickly said, "Oh, is that the executioner of the Committee for Handling Dangerous Animals?"
To be honest, Maca's reaction when he heard this sentence was obviously very different from what Nott imagined.
Nott thought that Maca would at least frown slightly in surprise when she heard "Death Eaters". But in fact, he found that Maca seemed to know that there was such a Death Eater lurking in the Ministry of Magic a long time ago, and he didn't show any surprise at all.
In fact, Maca did know the identity of this "Walton McNeil" Death Eater-not only that, he even had a few words with that guy in the early years!
"Mr. McLean, do you... know Walton?"
"Ok?"
Maca was still staring at the Time Converter in his hand, and said quite casually after hearing the words:
"Yes... in the past there was a Hippogriff to be executed, and he was the executioner at that time."
After that, he suddenly put the Time Converter back into Nott's hand, smacked his lips, and said impatiently:
"Take it back! It's fake."
"what!"
Nott only felt a slight sinking in his hand, and then heard Maca's words. Immediately, he froze on the spot as if he was dumbfounded, and it took him several seconds to react.
"This...how is it possible? At that time, I clearly..."
"Obviously I saw Walton take it with my own eyes in the Hall of Time." - he added this sentence secretly in his heart.
Nott obviously didn't dare to say this. After all, they had ambushed Maca under the leadership of Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries.
But just because these "little guys" were not very eye-catching at the time, Maca seems to have lost track of who they were. If he dared to speak out now, wouldn't he be looking for death?
However, this will not prevent him from having a lot of confusion about the current situation—is this fake? how can that be? How could there be a fake Time-Turner in the Ministry of Magic?
unless……
"...That guy Walton, he lied to me?"
"I'm afraid that's not the case." Maca shook his head and said, "Actually, I made this time-turner myself using Transfiguration—I made a total of five and used them to replace the ones in the Department of Mysteries. Five really."
Having said that, he couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with some annoyance, and then waved his hands and said:
"If you have any clues about time converters, please let me know as soon as you think of them, understand? As long as you can find one that can be used, whether it is to reduce the sentence of Azkaban or more gold Galleons, everything It's all easy to say."
"I'll go first... Send the owl to the Leaky Cauldron if you have any news."
Before the words fell, Maca walked straight to the door, and left from the sight of the three present after a short while.
Walking in the alley outside, Maca couldn't help but shook his head again - such a trip has already wasted so much time, and he was happy in vain.
What's more, the clue that he finally found at the beginning was not only a dead end, but the wall of the dead end was actually built by himself back then!
It has to be said that after this time, Maca still felt some uncontrollable irritability in his heart.
"Calm down... Calm down..." He paused, bowed his head slightly and said to himself, "Think about it, where else can I find the Time Turner? Who else..."
All in all, go find Lucius first! Ask Lucius to ask all the pure-blood families as much as possible, while he himself goes to the Werther family in the underground black market.
With such a two-pronged approach, at least the efficiency will be much higher than him alone.
...
Just when Maca was going to find Lucius right now, in Malfoy Manor.
With both London and Hogwarts undoubtedly insecure at the moment, the Malfoys' hearts were clearly half-suspended as Draco's parents.
Fortunately, Draco also participated in the Hogwarts study tour plan, which somewhat relieved the couple.
Seeing that London has become more and more dangerous these two days, Lucius and his wife can only hide at home, not daring to go anywhere. While secretly praying for their son to have a smooth journey, they seemed to have nothing else to ask for.
Yes, although under the right opportunity some time ago, the Malfoy family has returned to the attention of many families and ordinary wizards. But now, they don't have the heart to take care of that at all.
Undoubtedly, compared to his own life, that little honor may not be a big deal.
However, although they don't want to go out at all, things will always come to them automatically.
"Boom boom boom—"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the mansion, which made the Malfoys who were sitting in the side hall trembling slightly.
"At this time... who will come?"
Lucius' expression was a little unnatural, and Narcissa's expression was no better than her husband's. Seeing that the house elf who was waiting by the side was about to open the door, Lucius immediately said:
"Wait, don't go yet."
"Yes, master."
Although the elf who replaced Dobby to serve the Malfoy family was not as smart as Dobby, his biggest advantage was obedience. Lucius told him not to go, he just bowed his waist and lowered his head, and stood still in place.
It's a pity that the person knocking on the door at this moment has no patience left in his heart.