As for Rita Skeeter's news, it is still valuable to Hogwarts. Being aware of the unscrupulous minds of some unofficial groups in advance can try to prevent or change in advance, which is much better than resolving the situation after the situation is exposed.

For the same reason, Maca decided to take the initiative after a little thought. Rather than wait for the wizards who have gathered in Iran to bring them to their doorsteps, it is better for him to act on the occasion.

If Skit's information wasn't completely accurate, and the other party didn't mean to make a big deal, then he would just take a bit of trouble to run away. But if the opponent does want to disrupt the game, he will never allow it.

At night, the principal's room at Hogwarts Castle.

"Professor McGonagall, there seems to be some movement in the Iranian magic world. I will take a look at it for a while. There will be no major incidents at the school side for a while. Would you like to take a break ... Isn't there Charlotte? Is there anything to run? Just tell her to go! "

The words of Maca raised Charlotte's eyebrows sitting not far away.

"Hey! Little Maca, are you very daring these days-" She stood up and walked here, smiling with a smile. "Professor McGonagall, I would naturally do it as my own thing, and still need it." Do you say? "

"Oh, I'm not here to please Professor McGonagall!" Maca immediately turned back, grinning, "School sister ... come and come, don't get angry ..."

However, Charlotte did not buy his account at all.

"Well? Where do you see that I'm angry? Nothing—"

The words didn't fall, she turned his body around Maca's shoulders, followed by a crisp sound of "snap", familiar flavor.

It's been a long time with McGonagall in the principal's office, and Charlotte has long been unconstrained. Because she is now, Professor McGonagall actually likes to see the vitality of these young people, which makes her more unscrupulous.

Of course, apart from Maca, she didn't have the courage to play with other professors.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall, who was sitting behind the desk, looked at the two children in front of him, and could not help but smile slightly. "Maka, has anything happened in Iranian magic?"

"Oh, that's it ..."

When it comes to business, Maca puts away her troubles and seriously tells Professor McGonagall the deal he and Rita Skeeter made. At the end, he talked about plans to go to Iran for investigation.

After hearing Maca's words, McGonagall frowned obviously.

"If there is nothing wrong with the information provided by Ms. Skitt, there must be a lot of wizards who are gathering there now," she said in a deep voice. "Maca, I think this matter should be left to the International Federation of Wizards." Even if you take a step back, you should talk to the Ministry of Magic first-this tournament is as important to the British magic world as Scrimgeour will definitely act. "

But Maca immediately shook his head, and he did not fully agree with Professor McGonagall's idea.

"Actually, I know this, too," Marka said. "However, whether it is to inform the Wizarding Union or to ventilate with Scrimgeour, it must be verified. If the actual situation is still in a ambiguity. I talked to both sides in the meantime, in case Skit's information was wrong ... then it wasn't that easy for me to run for nothing! "

The problem that Maca wanted to say was actually very clear-if Scrimgeour and even the International Federation of Wizards were left to work in vain, this would not leave a bad impression on those two parties, but a human relationship would be uncertain.

Nowadays, Hogwarts can be regarded as a considerable force, at least for now. And the sentiment based on one party's power is not so good to pay back!

Of course, although Maca's consideration is more favorable to Hogwarts, McGonagall's choice is more secure. Compared with the two, it's hard to say who has a better idea. It can only be said that each has its own emphasis.

"Maca ..."

After listening to Maca's analysis, Professor McGonagall's brow slightly stretched, seemingly pleased that the child was dedicated to school considerations. But no matter how powerful Maca is, she is still a student she taught in her heart. It is natural to think about the children.

"I still think you better not to ... Albus once said that even he would make mistakes. When doing things, you should be as cautious as possible ..."

"Yeah! You have the ability to be alone, don't always think about solving the problem on your own." Charlotte aside put her hand on Maca's shoulder, and persuaded.

But Maca waved her hand, a relaxed smile on her face.

"This is not to deal with Voldemort and Greenward, who said I have to go alone?" He laughed, "Relax! Haven't the old folks of the Order of the Phoenix a few days to do nothing? Last time Lupin Too much to run to the private affairs of Malfoy's family ... I will call them all this time to Iran! "

"Well, it's okay ..." Professor McGonagall said, but he paused again. "But there are only a few people over there ... don't you say that the Indian delegation is all in Iran? The number is still too small Now. "

"Professor, don't forget that we still have a lot of fresh forces!" Maca pointed towards the floor. "So many elves, it is enough to fight! Not to mention this time just to find out the real news If you are lucky, you wo n’t even be able to ... ”

"Um ..." Professor McGonagall groaned a little before he nodded. "Okay! But since you mentioned those elves ... I still have to remind you that they are not wizards after all. Easy ... you still have to be careful. "

"Of course," Maca responded, "I will pay more attention."

He said so in his mouth, but he was thinking about it, and indeed he should find something to do. Now the little guys are blindly walking in the forbidden forest all day long, and they have taken up the vacated land after the horses left, and recently they have not even returned to the castle. Only occasionally did a few elves get interested and ran to school to help with cleaning.

Although this kind of action is the normal life of the elves, it is not a problem to go on like this. Maca flickered the little guys to Hogwarts, not just for them to settle here ...

Now that Professor McGonagall has been acquainted, Maca will no longer delay. Britain and Iran are, of course, sometimes jet lag. It should be almost early in the morning.

After saying good night to Professor McGonagall and Charlotte, he immediately set off for Black's old house and called them Sirius and Lupin.

As soon as Dema walked out of the school gate, as the space twisted, his figure disappeared under the night.

...

"Click-"

The door handle of Black's old house turned slightly, and then a long-lost guest was welcomed here.

Since there is really nothing to do now, plus there are children living here. So at night, people who have to go out to find a place to have a drink have already gone out, and those who should return to the room early to sleep will not stay downstairs.

As soon as Maca stepped into the entrance hall, the room was dim, and even the lights were blown out.

"Speaking of it, Isla is almost at the age of school, right? Next year or next year?" He thought secretly as he walked in, "Well, ask Helen back ..."

However, even though everyone is basically upstairs right now, it's not a wolf or a dog who lives here, or a domestic elf, and their ears are still there! From the moment Maca didn't deliberately suppress the sound, she was destined to appear soon.

Sure enough, Kelcher, the house elf who lived under the kitchen boiler, first appeared in the foyer. He has been in this old house since he was born, and rarely runs outside, knowing everything here.

With a slight crackling sound, his tiny little figure immediately appeared in front of Maca, and then bowed deeply.

"His distinguished Mr. McLean, old Klitsch greets you ..."

"Well," Maca nodded at him. "What about Sirius? Did he go to the Kettle Bar tonight?"

"Oh ... yes, of course he went ..." Klitsch still arched, and whispered again after answering Maca, "Of course the hostess doesn't want to stay here ... but He should also clearly realize that the hostess also did not want to see him dangling here ... "

Seeing that the house elf of the Black family was still the same, Maca smiled helplessly.

Just then, footsteps sounded over the stairs at the end of the hall. Not long after, a demure girl, still wearing a dressing gown, walked down the second floor with an oil lamp.

"Lena," Marka looked up, "Are you awake? Sorry ... But Lupin should be here? Help me call him—"

When he was halfway there, he paused, but shook his head again: "Forget it, let me go by myself ... Cleche, you called Sirius back to the Kettle Bar for me, and said I found him Do things! "

"It's ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Dear Mr. McLean, here's the old Cleche—"

The domesticated elf was always extremely obedient, even if he didn't want to see Sirius, the only master in the name, but he disappeared in place without a word.

Maca, led by Lena, walked down the stairs to the second floor.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Since the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix, Lupin has been living in the old Black house. He and Sirius, the old brother, have nowhere else to go. Now the two are good partners.

But when Maca suddenly heard a suspicious little commotion in the room as he knocked on the door, he suddenly felt that maybe Lupin would soon move out. Harry Potter's Book of Sin

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