Chapter 349 Target! Dark Souls Pavilion

( ) "Lupine, I heard that the interrogation has a result?"

In the evening, Maca, who had just recovered some strength, couldn't wait to push open the door of the reception room.

"Why did you get out of bed?" Lupine subconsciously stood up when Maca appeared at the door.

"I'm fine..." Maca walked quickly to the conference table while talking, "How's the situation? If it doesn't work, use Veritaserum, I still have some..."

"No," said Lupine, looking him up and down, as if to make sure he had really recovered, "while Snape left, he used Legilimency to check their memories—the place where the potions were dispensed In the black market, underground of the Dark Spirit Pavilion."

"Dark Spirit Pavilion?" Maca couldn't help frowning when he heard this, "Has the goblin been drawn over by them?"

"Based on the nature of those goblins, they probably think it's profitable...but it's impossible for them to completely stand on Voldemort's side. After all, our side is obviously stronger now."

"Hmm..." Maca thought for a while, "In any case, we should try to avoid conflicts with the goblins. Because they haven't shown any signs of trying to trigger a rebellion..."

"What do you want to do?" Lupine asked.

"Anyway, let's sneak in first and quietly—"

"Who's going?" Lupine immediately interrupted Maca, "You want to go by yourself? I don't think anyone here will agree!"

Upon hearing this, Maca looked left and right at the members of the Order of the Phoenix present, but saw that everyone was staring at him without blinking.

"Maka, are we companions?" Tonks asked with his lips curled up.

"Maca?" Mr. Weasley shrugged at him.

"Uh……"

After a stalemate for a while, Maca had no choice but to raise her hands.

"Okay, okay, don't stare at me..." He sighed, "This time it will be a collective action, it's okay... But! The operator must choose carefully!"

"Let's rely on everyone more!" Mrs. Weasley said, putting his shoulders on him. "In this case, individual strength is of course needed, but collective strength is also indispensable, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Lupine smiled,

"Since it's sneaking in, someone has to distract you... You don't want to make trouble again, do you?"

At this moment, Leni suddenly broke in from the door.

"What's a big fight? Are you going to fight? Leni is going too!" She quickly jumped to Maca's side and grabbed his arm. "Staying at home all day is too boring!"

"No! You're not allowed to go!" Maca tapped the crazy girl's head casually, "Let's do it this way! After dinner, I'll leave it to you to discuss the infiltration plan...I'll get a good night's sleep."

"That's the way it should be!" Mrs. Weasley looked at him lovingly and said, "You are still growing! Take good care of yourself and stop messing around..."

"Then let's have dinner first! I'm hungry!"

"Yes, yes! I'm hungry too..."

"And me and me!"

Seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed about to start babbling again, Lupine changed the subject in good time, and everyone else in the room was busy chiming in.

If they had known each other since they were students, they couldn't be more familiar with Mrs. Weasley's chatter.

But Maca waved his hand and told everyone to wait a little longer.

"One more thing," he said, "I have to go to Hogwarts first tomorrow morning. Professor Snape said last night that Dumbledore wants me to go."

"What's the matter?" Lupine was talking, when he suddenly paused, "Ah - by the way, I've always been very concerned about one thing... Dumbledore hasn't heard from me for a long time, Maca , do you know why?"

After Lupine mentioned this, the members who hadn't noticed it quickly realized it.

It should be said that the Order of the Phoenix was originally an organization established by Dumbledore to oppose Voldemort, and he personally led the last wizard war.

But this time, probably because Maca's ability is really outstanding, so everyone hasn't had a big sense of disobedience. But today, this extremely subtle abnormality was finally noticed by Lupine.

"Well, I understand what you mean..." Maca thought for a while and said, "Actually, I don't quite understand it, although I can guess some reasons...but it's really unreasonable to let it go completely. "

"Dumbledore's thoughts are always unpredictable, let me see, if you can't guess, don't guess... He will never harm us, will he?"

Mundungus, who had been falling asleep on the conference table, raised his head and lazily persuaded him, but it attracted several pairs of staring eyes.

"Although Dunger has always been unreliable, I think he made a good point this time." When everyone was despising Mundungus, Mr. Weasley nodded instead, "The reason why we can get together , isn't it because we have always trusted Dumbledore?"

"That's right, so let's leave it at that..." Maca said with a smile on his face, "Anyway, when it's time to talk, Professor Dumbledore will always explain it clearly for us."

"That's right, let's hurry up and prepare to enjoy today's dinner! To celebrate the recovery of little Maka today, Miss Lena and I can cook a big meal!"

In the atmosphere where Mrs. Weasley became active again, everyone flocked towards the kitchen.

Of course, Maca was surrounded by everyone, but when Tonks pushed her forward, Maca's mind drifted back to the topic just now.

The recent Dumbledore is indeed not normal. It gives people the feeling that he is more cordial than before, and... seems more lazy?

Although Maca didn't notice when this situation started, but the faint sense of disobedience has indeed become stronger and stronger recently.

"Come on, come on, sit down..." Mrs. Weasley greeted everyone, waving her wand, and sent out plates of delicious food, "Well, Tonks, let's change your face! Festive order!"

"Oh, of course!" Tonks looked at Maca with a playful smile, "Hey! What do you like to watch?"

"Huh?" Maca blinked, and said absent-mindedly, "Oh, so what...Huaguo bit people's kale?"

"Is that still a face!" Tonks' face froze when he heard that, and he said angrily, "Do you want me to turn my head into a big cabbage?"

"Bitten kale has a mouth..." Maca, who came back to his senses, spread his hands with a smile.

"Hmph!" Tonks crossed his arms and said dissatisfiedly, "Change yourself!"

In a lively atmosphere, everyone sat around a table and had a sumptuous dinner together. After that, Maca chatted and laughed with everyone to eat for a while, and then went back to sleep.

That night, clouds gathered in the sky again, faintly covering the stars and the moon in the sky.

Speaking of which, the weather at night has not been very good recently. Although it is still sunny during the day, no one can guarantee that it will be the same the next day.

Just like some things, even the prophecies of the prophets cannot be accurately predicted.

...

As if telling people last night not to worry about the future, the weather the next morning was intoxicatingly fine.

Although the air is gradually getting a little cooler, most of us have changed into thin fleece vests or sweaters. But the feeling of being able to bathe in the warm sunshine since early morning is enough to sweep away the darkness in every corner of people's hearts.

Hearing the crisp calls of the birds and breathing the fresh air around him, Maca couldn't help letting go of his tense mind.

Ever since he discovered that Willie was most likely the maker of the potion, he couldn't relax for a moment.

He clearly knew that no matter how urgent the situation was, the matter had to be resolved step by step. But that fuzzy feeling in his heart couldn't be appeased no matter what.

"Should I take a look at Luna first..." Maca walked gently on the lawn in front of Hogwarts Castle, pondering in his heart, "No, forget it, wait until the current matter is resolved. Come on! It's time to accompany Luna to Hogsmeade Village to have fun..."

Thinking this way, he quickly walked across the lawn and into the castle foyer.

"Maca?"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a voice calling himself, with surprise hidden in his tone.

"Maka, are you back?"

Maca turned his head to look at it, and then smiled.

"Good morning, Hermione." He greeted naturally, "'Again'? Why does this sound like I'm not welcome back?"

"How could it be! But... it really is 'again'!"

Hermione was standing in front of the bulletin board at this moment. It seemed that she was reading the notices all over the bulletin board just now, and when she was about to turn around and leave, she happened to see Maca coming in from the door.

"Today... will the Ancient Runes class continue again?" Hermione said happily, but she had a vague feeling that she was looking for something to say.

Maca shrugged regretfully and said, "I'm sorry, although I really want to teach you, but I can't do it today...I'm going to the principal's office right now."

"Oh, it's okay, I know you've been busy..." Hermione shook her hands hastily, but her expression of regret was quite obvious, "Well... is there anything we can do to help recently?"

"Of course there is!" Maca laughed, "Help me keep an eye on Umbridge, and contact 'home' as soon as possible if something is wrong...I'm not trying to put you off, this matter is also very important!"

"No problem! I keep an eye on it every day!" Hermione said, and suddenly waved to Maca, "By the way, speaking of this..."

Pulling Maca to the door, Hermione recounted Trelawney's prophecy. This time, because of Ron's rare wit, he remembered the content of the prophecy clearly, and it was much easier for Hermione to convey it now.

When Maca heard that it was a prophecy, she immediately put away her smile and listened seriously.