Chapter 380 Refuge Students in Greece

No matter how bright the sun is, it will always gradually set with the arrival of night, and the good times often make people lament the relentless passage of time.

Before Monday came, everyone worked hard to enjoy the last freedom of this day.

However, when the little wizards gathered in the auditorium, planning to have a sumptuous dinner with their friends, they found that the plates on the table were still empty.

"What's the matter? Isn't it already dinner time? Why hasn't the food been put out yet?"

More and more students gathered in the auditorium, and soon the usual seats were filled. Everyone was discussing in low voices with their neighbors, and the whispers were heard all of a sudden.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron were also sitting in the middle of the long Gryffindor table, frowning and exchanging glances, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.

Especially Hermione, she glanced at the teaching staff table from time to time, but except for the principal's seat in the middle, which was still empty, even the seat where Maca usually sat was empty.

Professor McGonagall was still sitting in the seat that belonged to her, stern and silent.

Since Dumbledore left everyone forever, Professor McGonagall, as the acting principal, has always been unwilling to sit in the seat that belonged to Dumbledore, and it is the same today.

As for the other professors, they also sat in their respective seats. Although their expressions were different, they did the same thing—they seemed to be waiting for something.

"...Is Umbridge back? Did she play some trick again?" Ron couldn't help whispering.

"Who knows?" Hermione frowned. "Although I don't know yet, but in terms of the actual situation, Umbridge must be the biggest suspect."

"You should know if you wait a little longer. It's useless to guess casually now." Harry looked at Professor McGonagall's stern expression, and his heart became heavier.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up. Without her having to speak, the little wizards in the auditorium automatically stopped talking in low voices and focused their eyes on her.

Everyone has obviously been waiting a little bit impatiently.

"Students, I kept you waiting for a long time. But before we start the meal, I have to tell you three things—" Professor McGonagall said with a tense face, "First, news from the Greek magic world , the Minoan Magic School located in Greece was breached by an unknown force, and the local magic community is still investigating the specific situation..."

In the entire European magic world, Hogwarts in the UK, Beauxbatons in France, and Durmstrang in Scandinavia are the top three famous magic schools.

But apart from these three schools, there are some smaller magic schools, and the "Minos School of Magic" in Greece is one of them.

In fact, in ancient times, this historic magic school was also one of the world-famous magic schools. But in the long river of history, due to various reasons, this school has long been relegated to the third rate.

But even so, in the current tone of the magic world that is tending to be stable and peaceful, the destruction of a magic school is undoubtedly very shocking.

Even if it is a magic school that is about to wither by itself, it is the same.

It's just that, after all, it was something far away in Greece. Although most of the young wizards were astonished, no one understood what Professor McGonagall's intention was in telling everyone about this matter so solemnly.

Just when the students in each college were wondering, Professor McGonagall continued to talk——

"...Secondly, because the Minos Magic School was suddenly broken, and the Greek Ministry of Magic must step up its efforts to investigate the truth about the unknown power and protect the safety of ordinary local wizards. With insufficient manpower,

For the future of the survivors and students, the Greek Ministry of Magic applied to the Wizarding Council for international aid. "

"So, the three major schools of magic, including our Hogwarts, will receive a group of survivors from the Minos school of magic—"

Speaking of this, Professor McGonagall paused, and then shouted loudly: "Twenty-seven enrolled students are invited to enter the auditorium!"

Before the words were finished, the door to the side corridor of the auditorium was slowly pushed open from the outside.

...

Half a day ago, in the office of the professor of ancient magic text.

Maca, who had just finished lunch in the auditorium and returned here in a hurry, sensed a faint wave of magic power coming from outside the door before sitting down.

Then, as expected, he heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Maca didn't sit down anymore, he turned around directly and responded to the door.

The office door opened quietly, and Professor McGonagall strode in with a serious face, and nodded slightly to Maca.

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall." Maca nodded.

The two of them are so polite, naturally because there are outsiders present.

Professor McGonagall did not come alone. Behind her was a guy who no one wanted to see at the moment—the temporarily resigned Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Dolores Umbridge.

"Good afternoon, young one—Professor McLean." Although I haven't seen her for a long time, the tired smile on the old woman's face still hasn't changed much, and it even looks more disgusting.

"Well," Maca said with a half-smile, "good afternoon, senior—Ms Umbridge."

Faced with Umbridge's provocation, Maca would naturally not be polite.

He didn't even refer to him as "professor", because even if the old woman came back to continue her post, she wasn't a professor at Hogwarts as long as she didn't announce it publicly.

"Hmm——" Umbridge didn't pay attention, she just turned her head and glanced at McGonagall, "Minerva McGonagall acting headmaster?"

"You don't need to remind me, I'm not old enough to forget things." Professor McGonagall frowned, and handed the roll of parchment in his hand to Maca, "Professor McLean, take a look at this first, after reading it I'll explain my purpose again."

Maca took the scroll with some doubts, unfolded it, and scanned it from beginning to end. In just a few seconds, he raised his head again, his gaze silently passing over Umbridge's old face.

"Do you want me to hand over to the person in charge of the wizard council? Of course it's no problem..." Maca said calmly, "But... what's the situation in the Greek magic world? What attacked Minos?"

He was asking Professor McGonagall, but his eyes remained on Umbridge's face, as if he wanted to see something from that fake face covered with a sweet smile.

It's a pity that Umbridge's expression didn't change at all at this moment, making it impossible to read what she was thinking.

"I don't know. It may not be known until the follow-up investigation by the Greek Ministry of Magic." Professor McGonagall shook his head lightly, and continued, "Since you understand, I won't say anything more. Get ready , in half an hour, you can go with Ms Umbridge!"

After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall turned around and walked out of the office. Umbridge immediately took two quick steps and followed.

She doesn't want to stay here, it doesn't feel good to be with Maca. Although the two of them will definitely have a period of time alone for a while, the shorter the suffering, the better.

Maca held the roll of parchment in his hand, walked to the armchair in the pile of materials next to him and sat down, unfolded the roll of parchment again and read it again.

This is a document signed by the Greek Ministry of Magic, the Wizarding Council, the British Ministry of Magic, and Hogwarts.

The content is roughly as follows: Because of the terrorist attack on the Minoan School of Magic, the Greek Ministry of Magic applied for international assistance, requesting magic schools in Europe to accept the surviving students and arrange for them to go to school and graduate normally.

It also contains the names, genders and ages of the twenty or so students assigned to Hogwarts. As for other contents, there may be other documents or materials, but at least there is no such thing as the document in Maca's hand. Not written.

"……Greece?"

Maca stared at the key words on the document and thought for a while, but didn't find much clues.

"Could it have something to do with Greenwald or Voldemort?" He pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "At least it shouldn't have anything to do with Voldemort—his attention is completely focused on the British wizarding world, and Right now, he certainly doesn't have the energy to reach out that far."

"So... is it Greenwald?" Maca asked suspiciously, "Let's assume he did it, but what good will it do him?"

He still has some knowledge about the Minos School of Magic. No, if I had to say it, any wizard who had read A History of Magic carefully knew that the school had been completely destroyed in a previous war.

The current Minoan Magic School was rebuilt on the site of the original school.

If you ask what can be gained by breaking Minos, I believe that all wizards who know that period of history have only one answer-nothing!

The Minoan School of Magic has long lost its original heritage, regardless of the teaching level or the treasures kept in the school, all have been lost. Therefore, even if it is rebuilt by raising funds, the number of students enrolled each year is quite limited.

It is literally on the verge of extinction.

"Maybe... I'm thinking too much?" Maca re-rolled the parchment scroll inexplicably, "The modern Greek magic world has always been a mess, and the local Ministry of Magic is very difficult to maintain normal operation. No wonder they will apply for international aid this time... there is nothing unreasonable about it."

"However, it's best to be careful in everything, let's send someone to Greece first!"

After thinking about it a few times, he put this matter in his heart, stood up and walked back and forth to the inner room of the office.

After a while, it's time to hand over the more than twenty students of Minos to the person in charge sent by the wizard council, and it's time to change into a relatively formal wizard robe. ) Download Free Reader!!