Both Sirius and Lu Pin made their appearances in the Daily Prophet.

But as a matter of course, neither in that magic photo nor in the large text below, they will not be the protagonists.

The subject of this headline is actually an article about the impending establishment of a new wizarding settlement in the British magic world.

The most striking thing in that photo was naturally Scrimgeour, the current Minister of Magic. As for Sirius and Lupin, they became human flesh together with several other Aurors.

However, there are a few more members of the Order of the Phoenix in the Ministry of Magic, but this is an indisputable fact.

Maca didn't express any opinion on this, he just glanced at the newspaper casually, and continued to chew at his breakfast.

"... Well, this bean is good."

Speaking vaguely, he took another spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, eating comfortably.

During these years at Hogwarts, he was most satisfied with breakfast time. Not only the food is good, but the people and environment in this auditorium are also in line with this point. Everyone is a lazy person who doesn't wake up. He yawns and eats. What he wants in the morning So laid back and casual.

Speaking of which, there seem to be a lot of owls in the morning shift. Usually at this time, those little guys are almost astigmatic, but now it seems that there are owls rushing in.

Look! Just after finishing speaking, Maca saw another grayish-white wings spread ... Looking at it like that, how do you think that the person who sent this time is himself?

With the flapping of the flapping wings, the owl landed lightly in front of Maca on the teaching staff. I saw it standing on the edge of the table and stretched out its calf, exposing the small letterbox tied to it.

But Maca didn't get the letter the first time, instead he stared at the big bird and took a good look.

The owl was probably staring at Maca with some hair, and even the feathers on his body were erected, followed by a strong shaking of his body.

A few tiny feathers floated into the half bowl of thick soup at Maca's hand, but he didn't care too much.

"interesting."

He reached up and gently picked up the feather in the soup bowl, twisting his fingers slightly, and left it aside.

When he waited, he took out a small note from the owl's leg, and saw that the little boy fluttered his wings and flew up again, leaving in a hurry.

With a note in his hand, Maca looked at the other person in a hurry and went down until she could no longer see her before slowly unrolling the note.

"See you in the old place at noon."

It's just such a simple sentence ... No, it can only be called "a phrase". However, this did not surprise Maca at all.

In fact, from the moment he started observing the owl, he basically knew who the news came from.

After a while, his hand holding the note shook slightly, turning it into ashes silently.

"Looks like we have to go to Azkaban again ..."

While whispering to himself, his expression was not as impatient as this idea was-seriously, he still had a lot of expectations for seeing Old Youne again.

...

"... Let's get here first!"

At the end of the third class in the morning, Maca on the podium announced the end of the lecture time while shedding the writing on the blackboard.

After that, he returned to God and seriously added:

"In fact, everyone's performance is very good so far! As far as your current level is reached, it is no problem to go directly to the final exam of this school year ... As for the next course, I will be in On the basis of what I have learned so far, I hope that students who are willing to listen can use this new knowledge in the future. "

Speaking of which, most of the newly used students in this classroom have decided on electives based on the performance of Maca at the beginning of each school year. Now when Maca said that, many people raised their hands and applauded.

Unfortunately, Maca did not give them this opportunity.

"Well, after class!" He waved, "Don't hold back! This is not the last lesson in the morning-hurry and run to the classroom for the next class! The bells have been ringing for three minutes!"

After saying so, Maca picked up the textbook on the podium which had hardly been turned over, and the first one walked out of this ancient runic classroom.

Today it began to snow again. The white snow fluttered the same white snowflakes, and finally a soft layer of snow rose on the ground.

Maca, who did not return to the office, just stuffed her textbooks around her waist, and went all the way down to the castle.

He tasted the touch of the soles in the snow, looked up at the mid-air filled with scattered snow particles, and the mountains in the distance became blurred.

The snow seemed to remind him that the days are getting closer and closer to Christmas.

Maca glanced back, stepping on the snow on the lawn and walking across the campus vestibule, leaving a series of winding footprints. Until he walked out of the school gate, it took only a blink of an eye to change the sky above him into another endless gloom.

The island still feels the same, with a sense of sorrow everywhere. And as soon as a thunderstorm comes, that sorrow will immediately become despair.

If you can choose, even if there are no dementors, I believe that none of the prisoners who are being held here want to live here.

Maca shook her head and walked around a dead tree and headed for the black stone fortress.

At this moment, he found that the two Aurors on duty at the gate of the fortress were still standing there well—it was earlier that they had arrived, wasn't the old man here yet?

Maca, who didn't plan to bother with it, just disappeared her body shape, and quickly cracked the warning spell over the fortress, and entered the blackstone fortress silently.

When he first strengthened his defense ability here, he had the defensive curse to help him. Now he comes and goes, just like going out and making a bend.

However, when he discovered that there were two strange figures in the entrance of the fortress prison, he knew that even if they were not here to bend, it was not too much effort to enter here.

"Oh, Mr. McLean ..." A young male voice suddenly broke the silence here. "I haven't come in last time. I didn't expect that the defenses here are not simple? Are you the guys who help the Ministry of Magic? Did you do it? "

It was the young witch who followed the old Eun last time. His tone was still so soft but not too loud.

After all, if Auror heard it, it would be him who wasted time to erase his memory.

Oh, right! Maca remembered that his name seemed to be "Hieman"?

But Hilman did not expect that the old man in a wheelchair beside him waved his hands hard.

"You're not too young, don't always be so unconcerned," said Old Eun slowly, "you think you can judge others by relying on your ability?"

However, it can be seen that Old Eun has always been tolerant of children who are too young for him. Seeing that Shiman caressed his lips indifferently, and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Maca for a few more times.

"Boss, I don't have the ability to give it to you! Rest assured, I'm very confident in the boss-in fact, did you prove it when you did the task?"

Himan was a little skinny since he was a kid, and he was also a man who didn't like to lose. And after surviving from the thunderbird's bloodline transformation in a desperate situation, his ability is indeed growing rapidly.

Really want to fight, even Asaph with giant ability is not his opponent at all.

Seeing that he didn't listen to the child, Old Eun stopped talking about anything. Although Himan was always so casual, he was already a reasonable man in his bones.

At least the child has always been treated with sufficient respect, and that's enough.

"McLean," the old man suddenly looked at Maca again, slowly, "I don't know if you have calculated it yourself since the last meeting? Well, if you did, you should find it. The best time is coming ... "

Maca heard the words ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and didn't bother with the Seaman anymore, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I counted it." He said, he could not help but spread his hands, "Just to be honest, I don't think the plan you said can be successfully completed-I thought about it, join me and do it If it does, the failure rate will definitely be high. "

"Of course, I can understand your point of view, and your judgment is not wrong. I believe that you will make this judgment because the plan involves too much calculation, which is what Muggles are good at. thing."

Seeing the old man talking about the idea, Maca nodded again in agreement.

Seeing this, Old Eun could not help but sigh:

"But thankfully, in my life, probably the most important thing is time. Rest assured! I have all the calculation models I need ... but I'm not good at regular runes, and I can't even look like them Royna's magic formation is like that. That's why I need the help of candidates. "

Speaking of which, the "fortunate" in the old man's mouth is still for Maca. If from his own point of view, the time of this millennium would be far more painful and difficult than death.

"Remember Royna said, she said, 'excellent ingenuity is the greatest wealth of a human being'. Unfortunately, I never understood from the beginning to the end-what would she say when she said this? Get on my ordinary sailor who can only winch and sail? "

When he said this, the old man's skinny face was a little more faint, as if he couldn't see what his former wife had thought.

"Perhaps, she just saw you waiting for a thousand years?"

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