Chapter 1763 Hermione's Request

The old butler and Mr. Blois have already gone to talk with Mrs. Maxime to the principal's office.

In order to be able to act more efficiently in the future, it is definitely not wrong to find more help. And if we want to say who here has the most weight and can persuade Mrs. Maxim the most, then the two of them will naturally be counted.

However, Hermione, who originally planned to express her opinion following the past, did not choose to participate in the conversation with Madam Maxim in the end.

At the same time, she was not with other people, but followed Safina to the other party's room alone.

"Miss Granger, is it? I know you—you were a classmate of Mr. McLean's."

After the two sat down, the maid Larson who came back earlier made a pot of tea for them, and then Safina spoke first.

After a short pause, she continued:

"By the way, I also know that you probably want to ask how I met Mr. McLean, right? Because you seem...seem to be looking for him?"

Hermione listened to Safina's guessing, and she nodded slightly after the other party finished speaking.

"Yes," she said, "I'm Maca's classmate, and I do have plans to find him. However, these are just my personal affairs. And the ultimate goal of our collective action this time is to deal with Haierbo—looking for Maca is just a way of trying to defeat Haierbo."

What's more, apart from looking for Maca, Willy, who had escaped from everyone inexplicably before, is currently the most worried object of the friends.

Of course, Hermione didn't go out of her way to explain this point.

On the other side, after listening to Hermione's words, Safina immediately nodded and said:

"Okay! But I still have to say... Yes, we met Mr. McLean not long ago. He saved the lives of my sister and me and protected our hometown. You know, before that we To him, it's even just a stranger."

Having said that, she suddenly paused again and said:

"However, if you want to know the whereabouts of Mr. McLean from me, unfortunately, I can't give you a definite answer."

Speaking of which, Safina didn't hide too much from Hermione, and naturally told Hermione the whole process from meeting to parting with Maca...

"wait!"

Before Safina finished speaking, Hermione, who was on the way, suddenly interrupted her narration, and said with a surprised face:

"Are you a descendant of Griffin? Is your sister a prophet of this generation? Oh, I read in a book that your ancestors are also well-known in the Muggle world!"

"Well, that's right, I've been proud of it since I was a child." Safina nodded and said, "But obviously, under the current situation, prophecy will only make people feel more confused .”

For Safina's words, Hermione could only slightly shrug her shoulders and smile noncommittally.

I remember that when she was still in Hogwarts, Hermione didn't like divination class very much, and naturally she dismissed such things as "prophecy".

However, after experiencing so many things, and having seen Trelawney make a real prophecy,

It seems that he is becoming more and more convinced of this somewhat inexplicable stuff.

But right now, she obviously didn't interrupt Safina for this reason.

"Miss, I remember you said just now that Maca was with your sister before you separated?" Hermione said, "I don't know, did your sister come to Beauxbatons too? I want to see her—you Since my sister is the last person to see Maca, she is also a prophet, so she should know more, right?"

"You want to see Ursula?" Safina hesitated for a moment, but finally shook her head and said, "No, in fact, Ursula's current state is not very good. I only hope that she You can rest in peace! So, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me, but please leave Ursula alone."

Safina spoke very earnestly, which made Hermione embarrassed to ask to see the other's sister even though she was a little bit unwilling.

After a moment of silence, Hermione watched as Safina reached out and flicked the mask lightly, and then temporarily removed the lower half of the mask.

Then, she picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

But Hermione didn't bother to have some tea. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to say anything more, she hesitated for a while, then stood up and planned to leave.

But at this moment, the two saw Ms. Larson, who had just poured tea for them, suddenly opened the door of a room on the back and walked out.

"Miss Granger, Miss knows that you want to see her, so please go over and talk to her."

"Ursula?"

Safina was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and seeing Hermione turned her head to look at her again, she could only slowly nod at the other party——since her sister had already said it, there was nothing she could do to stop her Why?

"Please--"

Larson opened the door of the room a little, and then extended his hand to Hermione.

"thanks."

Hermione nodded slightly, then entered the room while thinking.

"Miss Granger, first of all, please forgive me for not being able to meet you in real face—trust me, talking like this can actually make our conversation go more smoothly..."

Upon entering the room, Hermione first saw the bed covered with curtains. Those gauze curtains overlapped several layers, covering Ursula on the bed so tightly that Hermione couldn't see what it was like inside.

However, compared to the previous time in the Norwegian Royal Palace...or, compared to Ursula's previous room, this place is obviously much brighter - the windows in the room are wide open, and the outside wind is pouring in leisurely through the window , blowing the gauze lightly swaying.

It can be said that although Maca is like a short passerby in Ursula's life, it has indeed brought about a very huge change for her.

Today's Ursula, at least when others came to her room, would not have a kind of eerie feeling.

"Miss," Hermione stood in front of the bed and nodded slightly, "Of course, if you want to talk like this, I don't have any objections. Because I just want to know whether Maca is really in England at the moment, And... Miss, Safina told me that you are a prophet, so... I wonder if I can ask you to make a prophecy for me?"

As Hermione said, she stared straight at the curtain on the bed, as if she wanted to see through it.

In the gauze tent, Ursula pondered for a while.

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