Chapter 851: Auror Team of 3
"Sarah, come out!"
At the same time as he shouted these words, a cloud of silvery-white light mist suddenly lit up from Maca's hand, fluttering towards the dementor in front of him.
And as soon as the dementor felt the power from the Patronus Charm, he immediately turned around and ran away in a hurry. But the Santa hat that was crooked on top of its head was still hanging firmly on it, and it disappeared into the shadows deep in the corridor along with it.
At this moment, a sweet-looking little girl suddenly opened a door next to the corridor and came to Maca's side.
"In the beginning, the alchemy puppet needs you to help me adjust it. It has been stuck in an invisible place for a long time."
"OK."
Sarah nodded immediately, and walked along Maca's path without saying a word.
But behind her, Maca looked at her leaving back, and shook his head slowly after a while.
"There is still no feeling of emotion... Is it the wrong direction?"
This Sarah is the alchemy artificial human who asked Maca to find emotions not long ago, but the fundamental defect in her soul prevents her from being a real life.
Recently, Maca's research on the soul rule rune has made a breakthrough, and he wants to try to use the newly figured out things to make some remedies for Sarah.
It's a pity that although the product of Sarah, one of the pinnacles of alchemy, has flaws, how can it be easy to repair it?
Now Maca invited her to make some alchemy dolls for his event, which Sarah did very beautifully; but on Maca's side, his help to Sarah was very limited.
Fortunately, Sarah doesn't seem to be in a hurry—she's been waiting for so long, and she probably won't mind waiting a few more years.
Putting aside Sarah's shortcomings for the time being, Maka suddenly looked around the corridor, summing up her experience just now again in her heart.
"Well, no problem." He nodded slightly.
After Sarah adjusted the alchemy doll and came back, Maca and her left the gloomy "L" corridor through the door opening beside her.
And when the two walked outside through the door opening, we discovered that the scene in the corridor just now was actually created with the help of the Room of Requirement.
"At that time, just move the arrangement inside to the corridor outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."
As Maca was talking, he stretched suddenly and yawned a lot along the way.
"Okay, you go back to sleep too..." He paused halfway through his words, "Oh, I forgot, you don't need to sleep, do you?"
"Yes," Sarah nodded, "but I usually go to bed at night."
Even if she couldn't fall asleep, at least she had to pretend to be sleeping. For Sarah, it might have been a bit troublesome in the initial period, but now, she was more yearning and looking forward to it.
"Looking forward to the incompatibility of myself, sooner or later I will be able to integrate into this world"-on this point, Maca can still understand it to some extent.
"Well," at the moment the other party separated, Maca waved her hand, "Good night."
"Professor McLean too, I wish you a sweet dream!"
Sarah showed a sweet smile familiarly, even though she knew it was just a fake smile, it was still extraordinarily bright.
...
After returning to the office, he didn't go to sleep.
Maca still has a lot of things to do these days, so he doesn't want to spend too much time on sleep. He didn't catch up on sleep for a while until after three o'clock in the morning, and the rest of the time he basically used refreshing potions to top it off.
And this, in fact, is the problem.
If he's so busy, why is he messing around with any Christmas activities? Even after Snape refused, he took over the Defense Against the Dark Arts activities that should have been in charge of by the other party.
But as long as Maca doesn't say anything, other people will never understand before the answer is automatically revealed.
At this moment, he is the same as the previous few days,
A roll of parchment was spread out on the slightly crowded table, and he began to write and draw with his head buried in the sand.
After an unknown amount of time, Maca suddenly stopped the quill in his hand, looking at his expression as if he had thought of something.
"Oh, that seems like a good idea."
Almost at the moment Maca said these words, in the deepest part of the Auror Office of the British Ministry of Magic...
"Lupine, Sirius, Scrimgeour is going to ask me to pick someone from my office to go to the Israeli magic world. Look at this person...how should I choose?"
It was Kingsley who was speaking, and he was now the head of the Auror office. Now both Lupine and Sirius were sent to the Ministry of Magic by Maca, and they became Kingsley's subordinates logically.
But this "subordinate" is only in name, because Kingsley himself knows that none of the two seniors and colleagues of the Order of the Phoenix is inferior to him in terms of ability and experience.
So when he encountered this problem, he took the opportunity of the night shift and asked these two people to come to his office for a consultation overnight.
"Is it necessary to get one in the past?" Lupine couldn't help frowning when he heard this, "This is not a good idea!"
At Hogwarts, Maca and McGonagall, the two pillars of the Order of the Phoenix, unanimously decided not to care about the affairs there, and Lupine naturally understood the danger.
But on Sirius' side, he, who has always been bold, seemed very casual.
But he didn't open his mouth to express his opinion, because he also knew that Lupine was obviously better at using his brain.
"Well, I also know that this is not a good idea," Kingsley spread his hands and said, "At least for the people sent there, the situation will probably be very bad..."
Hogwarts and his side have always been exchanging information in secret. Judging from Maca's decision, Kingsley also knew that there must be something wrong there.
only--
"...But if we change our position to the Ministry of Magic, then it might not be a bad idea to send someone to follow up and find out." Kingsley finally said.
His words are actually viewed from the perspective of Scrimgeour—as the Minister of the British Ministry of Magic, it is undoubtedly the responsibility and obligation of a person in power to keep an eye on the current situation, and this is indeed not a wrong decision. .
"I can understand."
Lupine nodded, and suddenly fell silent for a while, seeming to be pondering some other question. After a while, he smiled wryly for some reason.
"I suddenly found that since the leader of the Order of the Phoenix was replaced by McClain, many things have become much easier." He recalled, "Thinking about the past, when we first faced Voldemort, almost every Everyone is doing things at the risk of their lives. But now..."
"Do you think so?" Sirius couldn't help complaining, "Really, I've had enough...Kingsley, why don't you let me go! I'm good at lurking and investigating—" —”
"Okay," Lupine waved his hand, "don't interrupt! I'm just wondering if some sacrifices are worth it...Although sacrifices are always unpredictable, the corresponding dangers can be estimated."
There is certainly nothing wrong with cherishing life, but when there are some things that require life for it, the balance between the two becomes a huge problem.
At the end, Lupine couldn't help sighing softly:
"I don't even remember what Dumbledore was thinking..."
In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that Maca's personal charm is obviously not as great as Dumbledore's, and his leadership talents are not that strong.
At least half of his status in the Order of the Phoenix is supported by his amazing magical ability and wisdom in dealing with matters.
And Maca's outstanding ability made the other members of the Order of the Phoenix more relaxed. Until the fall of both Voldemort and Greenwald, everyone finally became a salted fish of the Order of the Phoenix.
But at this time, Sirius said:
"Dumbledore is gone, what else is there to say - besides, I think Maca has discovered this himself, otherwise why would he suggest that we all go to the Ministry of Magic?"
"He wants us to take over the Ministry of Magic!" Kingsley lowered his voice and joked, "When I become a minister, the Auror office will be handed over to you, Sirius, and you, Lupine. Get a seat at the Wizengamot! That way the Ministry of Magic can be renamed the Ministry of the Phoenix!"
After being interrupted by Kingsley, all three of them laughed.
But to be honest, if Lupine and Sirius were allowed to stay in the Ministry, there was a good chance that his joke would come true in the future.
After relaxing a bit, Lupine continued the topic just now:
"The matter of sending a person there is big or small. To be on the safe side, let's send another letter to Hogwarts to ask! Of course, we can also add our own thoughts in the letter... "
Finally, he glanced at Sirius beside him.
"...If Hogwarts disagrees, for the sake of the overall situation, I believe Maca or Ms. McGonagall will definitely tell Scrimgeour. But if they really agree, I think the three of us have to go together .”
It's not impossible to let other Aurors go, even if someone else becomes the head of the Auror's office, maybe they will just pick a new one and throw them over to fend for themselves.
But the three present were obviously not that kind of people.
"I think so too," Kingsley immediately echoed, "at least one person is definitely not enough...I'll start writing the letter right away, you guys go back to your seats first!"
Although there are Aurors on duty in the Auror office every night, almost nothing happens at night. Sirius planned to sleep first and replace Lupine in the middle of the night.
But not long after leaving Kingsley's office, before he had time to lie down on the sofa, a figure suddenly rushed in from the door.
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