Chapter 446 Give You a Golden Crucible

"……May I have your name?"

"Joshua Rockwell."

"Why didn't you talk all this time?"

"I... I'm afraid of Miss Schon..."

"How much do you know about the girl Helen Schoen?"

"The master discovered her three years ago... She is different from us. She already possessed this terrible power before she was brought to the monastery. She can control them without the help of brand marks, and she is more powerful than us." powerful."

"……anything else?"

"No, I don't know... Later she was taken to another place by the master..."

Under the effect of Veritaserum, Joshua could no longer keep silent. When Maca asked step by step, he responded sentence by sentence.

"So, did you see something that night?" Maca then asked.

"Yes," Joshua nodded immediately, "I, I didn't realize that it was Miss Schon lying behind the curtain at first, and I followed Madam Pomfrey's orders to sleep on the bed that day. But at night, I was woken up by a movement - I saw a giant spider fighting a cloud of black mist."

He still seemed a little terrified when he recalled the situation at that time.

"At that time, I was thinking, the master must have sent someone to find me, and the master must be punishing me again. But that big spider is very powerful, its ability slowed down the speed of the black mist a lot... "Joshua said tremblingly, "But later, the volume of the black mist suddenly increased several times, and it knocked that big spider away!"

Having said that, he paused, his whole body trembling like chaff.

"I didn't dare to move at all at the time," he said in fear, "then...then the cloud of black mist suddenly rushed in front of me and gathered into Miss Schon...I think she must have recognized me..."

Maca felt that no matter how frightened she was, she shouldn't tremble into such a virtue. Perhaps behind Joshua's fear, there is a specific experience hidden.

"Why are you so afraid of her? What has she done to you?" Maca asked suddenly.

"I...she..." Joshua seemed to be clenching his teeth, but he let out a clucking sound, "Miss Shane once killed my former companions...killed several of them! She...she hates Master, and hates us just as much!"

"I can somewhat understand hating that old man, but why does she hate you?" Maca asked suspiciously.

Joshua pursed his lips, and couldn't stop saying what was on his mind, which made him more nervous, and his breathing became short and messy.

"No... I don't know, I don't know..." He said intermittently.

"Then...do you know what happened to her before she was taken to the monastery?" Maca shook her head slightly, so she had to ask another question.

"No, she never initiates a conversation with us, and we rarely speak to her."

The inability to carry out normal interpersonal communication is one of the characteristics of the reticent. Although Maca didn't intend to get too detailed information, but asking around didn't yield much, which is a bit too...

"Last question," Maca thought for a while, "Do you know anything about Helen Schoen's mission?"

"I didn't say anything," Joshua replied. "The master first sent us to raid the Minos Magic School in Greece overnight, and then let Miss Shane pretend to be one of the students."

Maca nodded first, but then frowned slightly.

"It's not that you 'don't know', but that your master simply 'did not give a specific order', is that so?" He thought for a while, and then he opened his mouth to confirm.

"Yes." Joshua affirmed.

"Then, could your master have explained something to Helen Schoen before you knew it?"

Regarding Maca's natural guess, Joshua shook his head decisively.

"Impossible..." he explained,

"Before that mission, Miss Schon had been performing the last mission. That mission was very sudden—the master called her back immediately after she came out of the study as usual. And as soon as she returned When we get to the monastery, we're off to Greece right away."

Maca immediately noticed the phrase "come out of the study as usual" in Joshua's words, and he was thinking, maybe he was contacting Greenwald?

Just saying that, did Greenwald have been secretly communicating with the old man when he was in Nurmengard? Did Dumbledore know about this?

After that, Maca continued to ask a few more questions, and finally ended the conversation after finding that there were no other valuable answers.

But he never expected that Joshua would gradually start to talk again the next day. Probably for him, he asked and answered questions with Maca for some reason yesterday, which accidentally opened his self-enclosure.

Maca was quite surprised that Veritaserum, which was originally only used as an interrogation tool, was active in treating mental illness.

Because of this, the silent spell that Maca cast around yesterday before he started asking questions was also logically regarded as a confidential treatment by the little wizards in the ward. Because at that time they only saw Maca and Joshua's mouths were moving, but they couldn't hear anything.

Maca is naturally happy to see this kind of benign misunderstanding without a coincidence. So when a student praised him for his effective treatment, he had the audacity to acquiesce.

"There's nothing wrong with that anyway, is there?" he thought to himself.

...

That evening, after dinner time.

He was sorting out his notes in the ward again, and watching Luna finish the sick meal that looked good, he finally left the school hospital under Madam Pomfrey's urging.

Today it was the defense team's turn to start the second gathering, and he would naturally not ignore such activities that could bring more resistance to Hogwarts.

Although it will take time for those little wizards to grow up, if these fine hemp can be twisted into a rope, the strength they can bear should not be underestimated.

After all, the main opponents are Voldemort and Greenwald, but they will not attack with only two people. At that time, once Maca faces a strong enemy, the biggest threat will actually be the large number of dark wizards who will follow!

When Maca came to the Room of Requirement, Harry, Hermione and Ron had already arrived first.

"Maka." Hermione immediately stepped forward and greeted softly, "Good evening."

Behind her, Harry and Ron, who were still flipping through some Defense Against the Dark Arts books on the bookshelf, also followed.

"How is it? Are you all okay?" Maca confirmed one by one, "I remember you and that Helen got quite close, this time—"

"It's okay, of course it's okay." Hermione was talking, but she shook her head slightly, "... No, how could it be okay? But... Thanks to Ron for reminding me and Harry this time, we didn't waste it Too much time."

"Yes!" Harry also hurriedly said, "Without Ron's words, we don't know how long we would have been depressed! Obviously there is not enough time, but I—"

After Maca heard it, she subconsciously glanced at Ron, only to find that this guy was still only concerned about being embarrassed.

"Don't say that! If I don't mention it, you will figure it out soon." He put his arm on Harry's shoulder and said, "I understand you, you are not the kind of people who keep things in their hearts and let An idiot who can't breathe by himself. To be honest, only the old me would be like that..."

"Don't be shy, Ron." Maca said with a smile, "You've done a good job! If a friend has a problem, you should remind them as soon as possible—you made me feel true friendship!"

He paused for a while, then thought about it: "For this reason, I think I should give you some gifts."

"What are you talking about!" Ron hurried to Maca, hesitated for a moment, and then patted him on the shoulder, "Aren't you also our best friend?"

When Maca couldn't help but feel so moved, he laughed and said, "What, I said buddy... What good things do you want to give me?"

Looking at Ron's lively appearance, Maca seemed to see him when he first met him in the Burrow. A large proportion of the children of the Weasley family have this kind of personality.

Obviously, Ron has indeed come out of the trough in his life, and a lively temperament similar to his father Arthur has begun to wake up from his bones.

"When I think about it," Maca shrugged, "maybe...a big automatic gold cauldron is a good choice?"

"Hey!" Ron jumped up immediately, "Isn't that a gift I gave you before?"

But Harry poked his lower back hard.

"Golden cauldron! It's a gold cauldron!" Harry reminded repeatedly, "It's not gold-plated, it's pure gold!"

"Pure - oh - Merlin's calf!" Ron's eyes widened instantly, "Really? Maca, are you serious?"

"What is true or false?"

Just when Ron was pleasantly surprised, the door was opened again, and Neville, Ginny and other members of the Gryffindor house walked in together.

And it was Fred and George who walked in the front who asked this sentence. The twins said it almost at the same time, even their voices overlapped.

"No! Nothing!" Ron shouted hurriedly, waving his hands.

If the two brothers of the treasure had known about the golden cauldron, they would have done everything possible to get it, and would not hesitate to exchange it for the funds to study the products of their magical mischief.

"Come here! We don't have enough time, the first ones will immediately start to show the results of your self-practice in the past few days..."

Maca stopped talking nonsense, and greeted everyone to check their learning status of re-learning the spell one by one.