Chapter 292: To Go or Not to Go?

The Merlin Medal represents honor.

For wizards who do not value honor, it is just a relatively rare collection; but for those wizards who regard fame and achievement as equal to life, it represents at least the recognition of the entire European magic community.

The Merlin Medal will not bring the most direct benefits to the recipient, but with this medal, it will be much easier to seek benefits.

Maca picked up the small medal from the box held by Akinbad, and lightly clasped it on his chest. The streamer on the surface of the medal was lingering on his chest, as if even he himself looked more upright. .

The youngest holder of the Order of Merlin in history was quietly born at such a private luncheon.

After all, the medal on Maca's lapel is actually closely related to Voldemort. It not only represents Maca's achievements and honors, but also represents Maca's official will to draw a line with Voldemort.

At this moment in the audience, a group of wizards kept whispering to each other. They were weighing the gains and losses of their current positions, and carefully considering the path they would choose next.

Among them, the lonely and widowed people must first consider the safety of themselves and their families, but more influential officials need to consider the development trend of their affiliated forces.

Until now, the intention of Dumbledore's private banquet has been clearly revealed.

After he and Maca repelled Voldemort's offensives continuously, and after the fact that "Voldemort is not invincible" was made public in the audio-visual conference hosted by Maca, Dumbledore obviously wanted to pursue the victory and reshuffle the current power composition.

This is a direction and a necessity.

But of course Dumbledore and Maca also understand that this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and today's luncheon is just the beginning.

Not long after, the luncheon finally ended in a panic.

Under Dumbledore's introduction, Maca got acquainted with many famous wizards today.

No matter which side those wizards are currently on, in the magic world with complicated interests, the current enemy may not be the future friend.

Maca couldn't understand more about this.

Watching those so-called "celebrities" leave one by one, Maca stood by Dumbledore's side, quietly thinking about every step he would take next.

"Dumbledore, McClain..."

A voice sounded behind them, and Dumbledore and Maca turned around at the same time, smiling and nodding at the man.

"Karkaroff," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I wonder if what happened today is what you want to see?"

"At least you can feel more at ease?" Maca followed.

Karkaroff looked sullenly at the young and old in front of him, and suddenly took a deep breath - if these two wizards had been standing together, Voldemort would never have the slightest hope of victory.

He looked back and forth between Dumbledore and Maca for a while, and finally took out a small metal cylinder from his arms and handed it to them.

"I still say the same thing, don't forget to promise me!"

After Maca reached out to take it, Karkaroff turned around decisively, and quickly left towards the school gate.

"Maka, remember what I said in the letter?" The two stood quietly for a while, and Dumbledore suddenly said.

"Of course," Maca nodded, "If the professor wants to take a walk, I can accompany you anytime."

In the past two years, Maca's figure has grown a lot, but compared to Dumbledore, who is even tall, he is still a lot worse.

With the current momentum, Maca probably won't be as tall as Dumbledore in this life, but in Dumbledore's eyes, Maca is growing continuously.

Dumbledore and Maca walked in the garden on one side of the castle, and seeing the surrounding flowers blooming and colorful, their mood seemed to become much clearer.

"How do you feel today?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"It's not bad," Maca shrugged, "but in general, I still prefer to sit in the room facing a lot of magic books rather than a big black head."

"Right! Many people want freedom, but sometimes what they want may not be easy to get." Dumbledore shrugged.

The two strolled in the garden, chatting with each other, looking completely leisurely.

Speaking of it, the conversation between the two seems to rarely involve serious business, especially during this kind of walk, most of them are casual chatting and saying some specious things.

But in fact, for the two of them, what they need most is to relax.

Both are very purposeful people, what to do and what to think have already been decided. It is precisely because both of them know this about each other that they rarely interfere with each other's intentions.

Until the end, Dumbledore looked at Maca and asked, "Are you ready?"

Maca raised the metal cylinder in his hand, and said helplessly: "To be honest, I really don't think about it at all...but it's all up to now, and it's too late to regret it."

"Then you can figure it out yourself!" Dumbledore smiled, and then turned around and walked to the castle.

...

"McLean."

As soon as he returned to the old house of the Black family, Maca was stopped by Sirius.

"I think you have to see this..."

Maca followed Sirius to the reception room, and a letter was immediately stuffed into his hand.

"A letter from the Ministry of Magic?"

As he spoke, he unfolded the letter and read it carefully, then nodded in understanding.

"Maka, didn't you say..." Harry, who was sitting at the side a bit restless, said hesitantly.

"It was my negligence." Maca said calmly.

This letter was very familiar to Maca, because he had received similar things before.

Specifically, here is a notification document:

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Dear Mr. Porter:

According to relevant information, the Muggle family house you belong to has traces of dementor activity.

In this regard, the Department (Department of Magical Law Enforcement) dispatched Aurors to conduct field investigations and found five corpses of magical creatures suspected of being dementors.

Therefore, you have been included in the list of suspects who colluded with the dementors to defect and harass the Muggle masses. Given the seriousness of the case, we regret to inform you that you will be tried at the Ministry of Magic at 9:00 am on August 12.

pierce hickness

Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Auror Office.

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"Harry can't go!" Sirius said resolutely. "The Ministry of Magic has obviously had problems, and now Fudge is—"

"No," retorted Maca, "Harry has to go!"

"Do you understand what you're talking about!" Sirius grabbed Maca's arm and shouted loudly, "You should know the current situation of the Ministry of Magic best! Have you forgotten Snape's secret report?"

"That's why Harry should go all the more." Maca said without changing his expression, "If you want him to be like you, hiding here and unable to go out, then you should keep him!"

"Sirius, what Maca said is good." Lupine frowned and said worriedly.

After Maca finished speaking, she no longer cared about Sirius who fell silent, but turned her head to look at Harry.

"Harry, let me tell you one thing first - according to Snape's secret report, the British Ministry of Magic has been infiltrated by Voldemort's forces - he has buried his own people in it a long time ago. To To be more precise, the current Ministry of Magic is indeed very dangerous."

"I..." Harry looked at Sirius, and subconsciously clenched his hands again.

"Don't worry about what Sirius said," Maca said calmly, "I've already said that, if you don't go, you'll have to hide here forever; if you go, I've prepared a mission for you..."

"Now, Harry, it's up to you to decide - to go or not to go?"

After throwing this test to Harry, Maca turned and left the reception room. He knew that Harry needed some time to think about it.

In the corridor outside the reception room, Hermione chased him out suddenly, and stopped him.

"Maka! You just said... it was your negligence?" Hermione said incredulously

"Yeah! Can't I be negligent?" Maca turned her head and smiled at her.

Hermione pursed her thin lips and argued, "I don't think it was your negligence!"

"Don't think of me too perfect, as a human being, there will always be omissions, right?" Maca shook her head casually.

Hermione curled her lips disapprovingly, pointed at Maca and said, "Do you think I haven't seen you when you make a mistake?"

"Ok?"

Maca couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words - the first thing he thought of was the time when Luna was injured, but for Hermione, the most impressive moment for her was the moment at the end of the first year.

Maca's look at that time was enough to imprint Hermione in her heart for the rest of her life.

"Okay, okay! I admit that you guessed right this time..." Maca said softly, then waved to her with a smile, "Go to the study with me first, let's go there and have a chat."

...

Although Harry still didn't sleep well at night recently, and from time to time he would think about some problems that seemed to be far away from him, but for the first time in the whole summer vacation, he finally felt happy.

Living here is still very easy. Everyone gathers together and relies on each other.

But today, he was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling blurred by the night, and couldn't help but think about the terrible things that he was going to be tried by the Ministry of Magic.

Has the Ministry of Magic been taken over by Voldemort? Or is he on his way to control? Even Maca said it was dangerous there, wouldn't it be...

Thinking of this, fear pierced his heart like countless sharp needles.

The suddenness was too terrible for him to say it out loud, not even to Ron and Hermione.

And the two of them, like Harry, had said nothing about it, even though Harry had seen them muttering together at dinner and throwing worried glances in his direction from time to time.

"Exactly... what should I do?"