"Did you think of anything?"

Seeing that the tavern owner remembered something through a conversation with Maca, Maca raised her eyebrows and asked.

And immediately followed, he did not need to urge again, and explained to the convenience actively:

"That's it ... Didn't you mention Hitchpitch just now? I suddenly remembered that my friend Martin just came back from abroad a while ago and came to my pub to talk about the past. Oh He was also Hitchpitch, same year as me. "

"Is that so?" Maca nodded. "Did ... something strange happened to your friend?"

"Yes!" Boss Ted continued immediately. "Martin's magic and black magic defense have always been very good, and soon after graduation he was hired by a foreign family to be a private curator-- You are also a student of Hogwarts, don't you think this is very rare and outstanding for Hutchwich? "

"Well, that's true."

Maca didn't comment much on it, just smiled and agreed.

Of course, this boss is obviously not talking about these things in order to praise his friends. After briefly introducing that Martin, he then said:

"In fact, the previous time he returned to China was mainly for work. At that time, I remember that after the disaster in the city, the family that hired him wanted him to come and check the status of the British magic world, to see if he needed to Several shops set up here are temporarily closed and closed ... "

As the boss said, although with the efforts of Maca, the British magic world is gradually reverting to its original state, and the ordinary wizarding people are also relieved.

But like some of the larger wizard families, but not yet as optimistic as civilians.

Under the rippling water, many savvy eyes are constantly watching. As long as the confrontation between Maca and Haierbo is still stalemate, no one can guarantee what choices will ultimately be made from the standpoint of those forces.

It's obvious that there are advantages everywhere, and Makar will not be surprised.

After slightly mentioning this little thing, the tavern owner seemed to realize that he was a bit off-topic, and immediately apologized and smiled at Maca.

"Sorry, I often do this. I just forgot what I was going to talk about!" He said, "Well, did you mention that Martin was a curse-maker? Presumably you know that this kind of work is basically It's dealing with curses, evil curses and the like. In fact ... "

The boss was talking, and he paused suddenly before saying:

"Martin had made a lap around here before he came to me. The same day he was drinking and drinking together, and he seemed to have mentioned what traces of curse he had found about half a mile away-I I didn't really care about it at the time. Now when you say something to the guests, I think it seems to be the case! "

"Half a mile away?" Maca frowned slightly. "Where did your friend say that?"

Hearing Maca asking for the detailed location, the boss Ted habitually looked up again for a long while.

"It seems to be northwest?" He hesitated before shaking his head after a moment. "I can't remember the rest ... Oh, Martin said that he saw an old Muggle factory there!"

"Thank you, that's enough!"

Maca nodded again and smiled and thanked.

"Trouble you ... I'm sorry to have told you so much," he said, beckoning to the windbreaker wizard opposite. "Give me the menu again, I can take more care of the boss's life- "

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly laughed at the menu in his hand.

"It looks like it's gone."

Wizards usually do n’t spend much time cooking, and this is naturally thanks to Helga Hitchpac, who was particularly fond of cooking curses.

Although her recipes did not seem to be passed down, many cooking curses have continued to change to the present day.

Not long after, the table on which Maca and the trench coat wizard were located was filled with various foods.

Honestly, Maca isn't quite sure why the trench coat wizard ordered so many dishes at once. However, this does not matter, as he and the other side have spent time with each other, we can understand that there must be other reasons for doing so.

Because in his impression, this unidentified witch, on the contrary, was rather a frugal person who lived on a daily basis.

Of course, the more important thing is that he really doesn't care much about Jin Jialong now-seriously, if everything can be solved by money!

However, just over ten minutes later, Maca suddenly understood why she ordered such a large amount of dishes.

"Are you okay?" He looked at the trench coat wizard opposite, and he couldn't help but ask, "No way, are you really planning to fill this table with your stomach?"

"Oh?" The other side heard Maca's question, and the hand holding the fork suddenly paused. "Ah, sorry ... am I too much?"

At this time, Maca really wanted to say that he hadn't seen a normal person with such a large appetite until he lived—I'm afraid he could be compared to the giant of Shanghai Ge, right?

"No, it's okay, you can just eat—" Maca said with a smile, "It's good to be able to eat, but you can order more if you don't have enough!"

Having said that, he couldn't help feeling:

"I'm afraid you haven't eaten enough? Why, you know you need to be polite in front of others, and it's okay with me? That means that my eyes are not important at all?"

He is naturally joking about this.

After all, although it's really rare to be able to eat so many people, nothing strange in the magic world can happen, it's really not surprising.

However, the trench wizard seemed to take Maca's joke seriously. After a short while, it was as if to resolve this "misunderstanding" anyway, explaining vigorously:

"No, that's not the case! You are really very, very important to me! The reason why I do this in front of you is because you are mine-"

Maca really didn't expect it, it was just a small joke, and it almost caused the other party's patience to this day to fall short.

Fortunately, at the last moment, she seemed to remember her mission of being here now, gritting her teeth and swallowing back the words that would almost blur out.

"Okay," Maca grinned. "It's my fault. I shouldn't joke around casually-eat it! Forget everything that was just now, and continue eating! I will forget all that."

While Maca felt a little regretful, the trench coat wizard couldn't help pouting his lips, and pulled the forehead hat lower again.

I almost said it, it's almost a bit!

If you reveal your identity here, what can you do with all the hard work you have done before?

Yes, after coming here and seeing the person in front of me, the deep-rooted emotion has been surging. But even so, for the ultimate purpose, one must continue to persevere.

After that, the two men quieted quietly. After filling her belly, Maca drank coffee and watched the other person silently squeeze the rest of her meals into her mouth.

"... really finished."

After secretly speaking, Maca greeted the boss Ted to settle the bill, and at the same time expressed his thanks again, leaving the change as a tip after dinner.

A few minutes later, while walking with the trench coat wizard on the streets outside, Maca suddenly asked:

"what about the taste?"

"Yes, it's delicious." The trench wizard following him nodded immediately.

"Well, I think so too ..." Marka thought for a moment, "then let's go back to Hogwarts!"

"Huh?" The other side heard the words, and couldn't help wondering, "Mr. McLean, didn't the boss say something suspicious just now? It's not even late at night, so let's take a look-

"No, you don't have to look for that place." Even if Makasui shook her head, interrupted her, "There is nothing there."

...

It was at the same time that Makah said the word ~ ​​lightnovelpub.net ~ in the upside down tavern.

Owner Ted was standing in the deepest kitchen in the tavern at this moment, looking at the portrait hanging on the wall, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Old lady, hurry to the side! Make room for my teacher!"

The voice didn't fall, and the old Mrs. Gleman, who had occupied the frame, shrank aside tremblingly, revealing a wooden door hidden behind her.

As the wooden door in the magic portrait squeaked open, a figure wrapped in black flames emerged from it.

"Please allow the students to show their highest respect to the teacher!"

"Well ... you don't need to say more." A voice rang out from the mind of the boss. "Remember what I told you, this door can only be opened once every 13 days-let's say it happened What's up? "

The boss Ted heard this and hurriedly explained:

"That's it! As the teacher expected, that McLean finally came to the tavern just once and asked me some questions. I have given him a completely unrelated clue as the teacher said."

"Did he not cause him to suspect?"

"Of course," the tavern owner nodded again immediately. "I'm just an ordinary wizard. I haven't even learned black magic. How could he notice any problems?"

"That's good," said the shadow, "Rest assured, once my purpose is completed, you can learn any magic ... hum, a talented young man like you who has the talent and knows how to study hard, but I can't appreciate it ... "

The words didn't end, and the tavern owner smiled excitedly.

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