Right now, Lupin hasn't returned to Black's old house.

According to the information delivered below, Lupin's Aberforth had already demonstrated his skills on the streets of London, but he did not know where he was going.

Although Lupin also mentioned in the old house, he said that he would not only invite Aberforth alone, but he also said clearly that Aberforth must be the hardest one among the people he was looking for. .

As far as Mondungus' thinking is concerned, the most difficult one is usually put in the last one, right?

Now, even Aberforth has arrived in London, but what about Lupin?

I walked back and forth several times in the reception room, and there were still owls flying from time to time in the hallway outside the hall, and a lot of information fell on the long table of memories and piled up.

But now, Mondungus has no time to look at the envelopes or notes, because he found that the wall clock hands on the wall will soon point to a predetermined time.

If it is normal, Lupin will summarize the information on time every day and send it to Kingsley for further screening before it is sent to Maca. However, in this special period of time, the intermediate link that Kingsley is responsible for is usually skipped directly, allowing Kingsley more time to do more important things.

However, even though Maca has been reviewing the data very quickly, Black's old house cannot send all the unorganized information to him?

Montonguez glanced back at the clock on the wall again, then looked at the non-stop data on the table and couldn't help wailing-what he was most concerned about now was not whether Lupin was in trouble, because What worries him most at this moment is the "mountain of intelligence" at this table where he didn't even know where to start.

If you send this mess of paper to Maca as it is ... oh! Mondonguez dared not imagine what would happen.

Yes, Maca does rarely swear, but once that guy gets angry, it will be more terrifying than everyone else!

Seeing that time was near, Monton Goss was so anxious that he picked up a few report ciphers from the table and spread out to look at them.

As it is only original information, you can see that the above content is actually quite short and clear:

"Any wizard community has spontaneously assembled to help Auror fight back the three black wizards near the 'Fordham and Mason's store on Piccadilly avenue?"

As soon as he glanced at the first note, Monton Gaston blinked-he found that he was a little bit uncertain when he came up, and wondered if it was worth sending it to Maca.

Putting the note aside, he opened another letter and read it casually:

"... Ten minutes ago, I witnessed a mad black wizard rushing in Hyde Park, and finally ran all the way into the serpentine lake and never landed?"

Armed with this thin stationery, Montonguez once again crooked his head with a grimace.

"It's ... drowned, right?" He said quietly. "Well, it should be useless."

Putting the second message aside, he took a deep breath and grabbed the third piece of information in distress.

"Come, at least one of these three can get a message that I can get right!" Mondonguez prayed, and unfolded, "" East District Red Brick Lane found a small dead corpse, no physical damage The wand is missing. It is confirmed that the deceased is a black wizard and may have died from the killing curse '... oh! Death is dead, and there is no wand yet, what use is there? Is it left as poisonous tentacles as fertilizer? "

Taking the third document in his hand on the table, Montongues scratched his head in pain.

"Go to his stinky feet in Meilin! Lupin, I beg you, don't worry, come back and save me!"

...

At this time, it didn't take long for Montonguez to cry in the old black house. Maca, who was talking to Neville and Hannah, suddenly turned her head and seemed to sense something.

"It should be the person I am waiting for. You are sitting here. I'll go and take a look."

Having said that, he took out the staff in response to the nods of Neville, temporarily relieved San Mungo's protection magic, and then went straight through the closed gate.

As soon as he emerged from the window glass of the old department store, Macalli turned his head and looked at the corner of the witch who was sneaky and wrapped in a cloak.

However, he only glanced at him, and didn't say much, then turned around and walked into the alley beside. It wasn't until the other side secretly followed in his footsteps that he entered:

"Dedalo, hard work-give me something!"

As an old member of the Order of the Phoenix, Dedalo is definitely a loyal partner. It's a pity that he, who was born in Hitchpage, is extremely mediocre and low-key, both in talent and character.

Even when Professor McGonagall mentioned him, he only said that he was a wizard with "no brain and no big eyes".

Of course, as long as it is loyal and firm enough, this must be a good partner worthy of everyone's respect.

After all, over the years, the winds and waves that everyone has experienced are too many. With his ability, he can still stay in the Order of the Phoenix and dedicate his life silently. This is obviously an extremely difficult task. Persisted.

Today, even Maca is quite polite to the old man.

But the next moment, he saw the other hand from under the invisibility cloaked a suitcase that he had never used to pass the message before, and placed it silently at his feet.

"Huh?" As Maca stooped and lifted it, she couldn't help but wonder, "How did you use the box today?"

"This was given to me by Dunge, and he said that the intelligence files to be given to you are in it ... well, he also specifically told me not to open it, I think there may be important information this time."

Although Dedalo is not smart, he also knows that with his low strength, it is best not to show up easily, so he did not come out from under the cloak.

Hearing that, Marka nodded slightly—he wasn't surprised to hear Montonguez's name from the other side alone. Because he knew that Montonguez had always been at Lupin to help receive and pass intelligence information.

However, after he opened the suitcase and touched it inside, Dedalo in the invisible found that his expression became subtle all of a sudden.

"Maka, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh no," Macaton paused before shaking her head. "I just suddenly understood why Dunge had used a suitcase today ... wait, Lupin is not at home now. ?"

"Ah, it's really not there," Dedalo whispered, and then whispered softly. "He went out after going tonight tonight, and said he was going to find some helpers to supplement Kingsley's combat power."

"Really ..." Macarro nodded slightly, clear, "Well, I know, then you go back quickly! By the way, be careful on the road, if you are in a situation, don't be reluctant to use the potion I gave you . "

"Okay, then I'll leave-be careful yourself."

When they said nothing, Maca felt that the source of magic that belonged to Dedalor immediately began to leave her and hurried away from the alley.

After the other party completely disappeared from his sensing range, Maca quickly walked back to the entrance of St. Mungo with the suitcase containing information and walked in through the glass silently.

"Maca."

As soon as he reappeared at the door, Neville and Hannah quickly got up from the bench.

"Is everything okay outside?"

"Well, it's okay," Maca nodded. "Presumably it's Heilbo's guy who isn't interested in San Mungo for the time being, and there's no black wizard nearby."

As he was talking, he suddenly picked up the suitcase in his hand and shook it in front of them.

"Just right, if you haven't been drowsy, you can help me with some small work ... Of course, compared to this, I definitely hope that you can go to bed early and have a good night's sleep."

"Let's do something!" Neville didn't think about it at all, and quickly said, "Even if I lie down, I still can't sleep, and I feel more uncomfortable after turning it over and over-"

Just halfway through, he suddenly turned to look at Hannah, and then asked again:

"Otherwise, would you go to sleep for a while? I just saw you yawning ..."

"No, no, I'll stay with you."

Neville heard her say this, hesitated and scratched his head, followed with a look of regret to Maka:

"Well ... otherwise, I'll go to bed!"

"Good choice," Maca blinked at him, and smiled a little slyly, "Go! Don't think too much after you lie down, things are not so bad that you have no freedom to sleep. In addition, ... "

"what?"

Neville, feeling a little embarrassed because of his smile, froze a moment. But Maca suddenly waved again, keeping the smile on her face:

"Nothing, I just want to say, at least I'm here, you can rest assured that you have a good night's sleep!"

Watching Neville and Hannah cuddling slowly towards the stairs ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ When they got upstairs, the smile on Maca's face gradually disappeared.

In fact, because Neville wanted him to take Hannah away, he wanted to talk to Neville and Hannah just now.

But thinking that the result of the communication is likely to be Hannah's staying together, even if he doesn't want to mention that.

Obviously, his contradictory psychology is also applicable to Hermione and Luna.

After casting a spell to isolate the doorway from the surrounding area, Maca opened the suitcase on the spot and turned the box upside down on the spot.

All of a sudden, a large number of cipher text letters and notes packed inside by Monton Gus were dumped out immediately, and piled up in a clatter.

Needless to say, the guy was obviously unable to do anything in the end, but in the end he collected everything and sent it to Maca.

"Great, my dear Dunge."

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