Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1125: Marcus’s suspicion

? I have to say that Miss Parkinson failed as a spy. But her series of fuss was not completely useless.

Under the circumstances that Maca’s tactics against Helbo are not known, Pansy’s various behaviors have undoubtedly become a hidden shit-chucking stick. Before she knows it, she has muddled the whole situation all at once. .

And this, obviously, even Maca hadn't expected it.

However, as one of the key personnel of "Operation Shit Stick", Iluli, the goblin hybrid witch, not only didn't know anything about it, but also took the initiative to get into another trouble. among.

It is late at night, and it has been more than six hours since I was put into this confinement room.

Because Flint’s family didn’t prepare food for her today, she only ate three hard breads for lunch and dinner—just this little food, it’s obvious to her after a busy day. far from enough.

At this moment, the secretly cramping stomach bag and the headache after using the fairy magic, coupled with the dizziness caused by Mrs. Flint's two slaps before, made her feel very clearly that she is gradually losing her strength. .

If she doesn't eat anything, she might have passed out again, right?

"Illuli...Are you still awake?"

Suddenly, the young master's voice suddenly rang out next door.

"Well, I'm still awake." Eluli reluctantly regained her energy, and responded softly, "Little master, let's sleep for a while! By tomorrow morning, Madam will let you out."

"Eluli?"

Hearing her voice was a little erratic, the other party immediately asked with some worry:

"Are you all right? Why...your voice is so soft?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Eluli said loudly and busy, "I'm just a little sleepy."

"That's good...that's good..."

After confirming that Eluli seemed to be fine, the young master next door finally seemed to be unable to resist sleepiness. After a while, there was a faint snoring sound in this quiet space-he fell asleep soon.

However, Eluli couldn't sleep.

Because she knew that if she passed out in her current state, it might be difficult to wake up in time. And if the lady is not awake when she asks her to go out and continue questioning, then the next time she calls her, I don’t know when...

No, who knows if there is a so-called "next time"?

It's just that, as time passed by, amid the regular breathing of the young master next door, Eluli only felt that her eyelids had become heavier and heavier.

The smell of moss in the air, mixed with the moisture of underground water, lingered between Eluli's mouth and nose, but it made her more dizzy like the sky spinning.

But when she was about to faint again, another stranger suddenly sounded with a familiar voice, pulling her back from the endless darkness.

"Illuli? Are you still awake? Give me a word when you are awake!"

This kind of conversation that is full of impatience in the first sentence is a typical "Flint style", so that people who are familiar with it will know that it must be among the few "Flint" Somebody.

"Is... the eldest master?" Eluli forced her head to the side, with a little doubt in her tone, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

The "big young master" in her mouth naturally refers to Marcus Flint, the Slytherin graduate with a pair of big fangs.

Illuli was talking, and she saw a bright light behind her. The light coming from behind immediately stretched her shadow and printed it on the opposite wall, moving from the left to the middle as the angle changed.

"What do you say I'm here for? Stupid maid...can there be other reasons besides coming to you? Is it possible that I came to my cowardly brother?"

Since Marcus finally graduated from Hogwarts, it has been more than two years now. But after two full years, not only did his temper not get better as he matured, but it seemed to be worse.

Should I say, is it worthy of the surname Flint?

"Little Master is not cowardly"-Although Eluli wanted to say that, she knew that she had no position to say it. What's more, even if she said Marcus, she would only mock her and the young master with more and more vicious words.

"I see," Eluli pursed her lips, and said with some difficulty, "Then...Master came to see me, is there any order?"

"Order?"

Marcus sneered, as if Eluli didn't even have the qualifications to work for him.

"Listen, there is a rumor about the Ministry of Magic. You must tell me the truth-I ask you, is the little child witch rescued in the Ministry of Magic dungeon you?"

The Flint family’s reputation abroad is indeed not good, but even if the pure-blood families of the same level do not want to pay attention to them, there will always be some small families who can’t reach Gao Zhi’er who will want to hold their "smelly Feet".

So, as long as a lot of Jin Jialong swayed out, the Flint family has always had no shortage of intelligence channels.

From the time when the prisoner of the Ministry of Magic disappeared and the time when Eluri returned home, it is not surprising that anyone who is watching the Ministry can infer some possibilities from it.

To be honest, I can only blame Eluli for her obvious body shape, and it's hard for anyone who knows her not to doubt it.

It's just...

"Master, you--"

Eluli was surprised that Marcus noticed this.

In fact, she thought that there were basically no people in the Flint family who were interested in the Ministry of Magic. Except for occasionally contacting Hogwarts for the schooling of male offspring, this family almost lives on its own, and rarely goes to the outside world to mix up.

Should I say that this means knowing how to protect oneself? Or is it always reluctant to make progress? It's hard to say clearly about the gains and losses.

After all, the Flint family is doing pretty well up to now, perhaps thanks to this low-key and neutral stance and attitude.

Of course, this may also be related to the fact that every generation of the Flint family heads is female.

However, Marcus is different today.

When he was at Hogwarts, he liked to form cliques, and in the next few years he always mixed with Draco of the Malfoy family, and he obviously tasted the benefits of "holding the thigh."

You know, although Draco is always pressed to look up in front of Maca, the Malfoy family behind him is still second to none in the modern pure-blood family.

In the two years before and after Marcus graduated, the Malfoy family had a tendency to fail, so much so that Marcus had to deliberately stretch the distance after graduation to avoid getting burnt.

But Marcus who has tasted the sweetness a long time ago, how could he be lonely anymore? After thinking about it, he focused on the "official thigh" of the Ministry of Magic that had regained strength after befriending Maca.

It's a pity that because of his scumbag grades when he graduated, he has to be qualified to approach him if he wants to hold his thigh!

So Marcus got a deputy in the family and messed around all day, while trying to figure out how he could get into the Ministry of Magic.

Now, should he say that his "work hard pays off"? Or should he say he was lucky?

When he associates the fugitive from the Ministry with Iluli, he thinks about it, the more he thinks the possibility is very great-if he can give Eluli to the Ministry, maybe he just needs to borrow it again With the name of the Flint family, can you knock on the door of the Ministry of Magic in one fell swoop?

So tossing and turning, Marcus thought about late night in his bed, and finally couldn't help going down to the confinement room overnight to try to confirm.

But it must be said that he is still too stupid after all.

As for Marcus's thoughts, Eluli may not be able to think of it, but as a Ministry of Magic wanted man who escaped through the robbery, could she honestly admit it?

"Master, I have never been to the Ministry of Magic." After a little surprise, Eluli quickly calmed down. "But, master, when did you start to care about the Ministry of Magic? Madam will be very happy if she finds out!"

"Humph," Marcus snorted immediately after hearing the words, "Why, don't you admit it? The prisoner in the Ministry of Magic dungeon disappeared, and you came back in the middle of the night without knowing that you ran there. What a coincidence!"

"But it is indeed such a coincidence, Master..."

Iruli is weak at this moment, and she feels very strenuous even to say a word, but she has to keep talking like this.

"Master, I just went out to meet a friend. I met when I was out shopping. This time I went out late and I was too forgetful to chat with my friends, so I made such a big mistake... I already knew it was wrong."

While denying her denial, she also deliberately or unintentionally took the topic elsewhere. Not to mention hope that Marcus can dispel doubts, at least for the time being to avoid entanglement on the same topic.

Sure enough~IndoMTL.com~ After Marcus heard her say this, he immediately asked:

"Friend? Then you can tell me, who is your friend?"

This question is what Eluli expected him to ask, because she knew very well that Marcus and Pansy were once classmates in the same college.

"It's Miss Parkinson," Eluli replied immediately, "I think you know the young master too, it's Miss Pansy Parkinson of the Parkinson family!"

"What?"

Of course Marcus knew Pansy, he even remembered her look. Because at Hogwarts, Pansy had been by Draco's side. Although Marcus hadn't talked to that rather stubborn little girl, he still met each other often.

"Miss Parkinson?" He suddenly said in amazement, "You are a servant, can you make friends with her arrogant? How is this possible!"

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