Chapter 1753 The Incompetent Old Man

"Is this my life? I graduated from Hogwarts with 'excellent' grades in all subjects, joined the Legal Enforcement Department of the British Ministry of Magic at the age of nineteen, was hired as a professor at the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the age of thirty, and At the age of ten, he was specially hired by Cosmic Broom Co., Ltd. as the leader of the research and development team for the new flying broom."

"In his fifties, he resigned to enter the Muggle world, spent a lot of time dealing with members of the British royal family, and gained the Queen's trust as the chief bishop of England when he was in his sixties..."

"As a result, it has come to this stage now."

"Looking back now, I seem to be very busy all my life, but how many things have I accomplished?"

In the cell of the little subterranean prison, old Davidson leaned against the cold wall, and his heart was already full of despair.

To be honest, he has almost never experienced such a downcast time in his life. Even if there are setbacks from time to time, he always firmly believes that he is a person who can accomplish great things. And those who achieve great things, how can they give up their ideals and persistence because of some small bumps?

But this time, when he saw the confrontation between Maca and Haierbo, he finally saw the reality that he was just an "ordinary person".

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed no longer young.

"Kant should have come before Hai Erbo, right? If Hai Erbo is willing to pay attention to him..." Davidson half-closed his eyes, thinking secretly in this dark dungeon, but finally shook his head slightly.

"No, let's forget it! Even if Kant's kid can successfully negotiate with Hai Erbo, that's his chance, so what does it have to do with me? Nothing to do with me."

Thinking of this, Davidson couldn't help reaching out to touch the big white beard on his chin, and sighed deeply.

But at this moment, he heard a "bang" sound coming from outside—it was the sound of the magic elevator, and he had been in it when he was brought here.

After realizing that someone had finally come down, he hurriedly dragged the shackles on his feet, hurried to the prison door, and looked out while holding onto the iron bars.

...

"See what I do? Lead the way—"

When Maca came out of the elevator, he saw the two wizards guarding outside looking at him, and then backed up a few steps in fright.

Of course Ursula knew that she was the one who frightened the two prison guards, so she lowered her head subconsciously.

Obviously, although she has made up her mind not to care about her own appearance, she is still very apprehensive when she actually sees other people being frightened by her.

This problem has been bothering her for so many years, how can she really not care if she doesn't care?

However, Maca obviously didn't have the time to worry her about these things. Seeing that the two stared at Ursula in his arms as if they had seen a ghost, they couldn't help but shook their heads, and then ignored them, and walked quickly past the two stupefied people.

"It seems that the guards in your organization may need more training. With this psychological quality, things will be broken at critical moments!"

And until then,

The two prison guards finally came to their senses, and hastily pulled out their wands and pointed at Maca's back who had already walked a long distance.

"Stop, stop! This is—"

"It was your prophet who asked me to come here," Maca interrupted him without looking back, "Maybe you have also heard my name, I am Maca McLean."

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked through the short corridor, turned a corner and walked directly into the stone room at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he entered, he finally saw the old face of Davidson who was holding on to the fence and looking out.

The several days of imprisonment made this old wizard, who was always energetic, become much more embarrassed. The gray and white messy hair was tangled together, and the wrinkled face was covered with dust and dirt. Although the robe on his body was not torn, it was also dirty, and it was long gone from being clean and tidy.

"Have you not seen each other for a while?" Maca stood still in front of the prison door of the other party, and said calmly, "It seems that you seem to be uneasy again?"

"McLean..."

When old Davidson first saw Ursula being hugged by Maca, his heart skipped a beat. After all, that terrifying appearance really tested one's psychological endurance. But fortunately, no matter what, he has already lived to such an advanced age, so he won't be so frightened that his scalp numbs and he can't speak like the two guards just now.

What's more, there are many things that are far more important than seeing Ursula's appearance right now.

"McLean," old Davidson paused for a moment, then turned his eyes away from Ursula and looked at Maca's face again, "You... know everything?"

"Know what?" Maca looked at the old man through the iron gate and said calmly, "Oh, you mean the 'snitch' plan that you intend to betray everyone?"

"I--"

Old Davidson originally wanted to deny Maca's so-called "betrayal of everyone", but just opened his mouth and uttered a word, and swallowed all the words he tried to justify with a heavy face.

Speaking of "betrayal", although he certainly did not betray "everyone", once the "bad idea" he came up with really succeeded, it would definitely hurt many people.

"Yes, I betrayed you..."

"Me?" Maca shook her head when she saw him say that, "I never regarded you as a companion from the very beginning, and you should know this in your heart, so you are not talking about it to me. Not a 'betrayal'."

Just as he was talking, Maca paused for a moment, then curled his lips and said:

"Yes, at best, they are 'against' me!"

As soon as the words fell, before the old Davidson could say anything, Maca waved his hand, putting the "betrayal" and "opposition" aside for the time being.

"I don't have any extra time to talk to you about this, let's get straight to the point!" Maca said, "I have already heard about your plan that was not implemented in time. Then, I hope you can answer me well. One question—Hailbo, did you send someone over there?"

"what?"

Old Davidson didn't even tell the prince about letting one of his students go to Haierbo instead of him, and even the prophet Ursula didn't know about it. But he didn't expect that Maca exposed his last little calculation almost as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Is it strange?" Maca frowned slightly, "But the fact is, Haierbo has sent his men to look for you! So I can guess this, so it's not surprising, is it? ?”

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