Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1205: Great, Dunge

At the moment, Lupin has not yet returned to Black House.

Judging from the information sent below, Aberforth, whom Lupin was looking for, had already shown his skills on the streets of London, but he himself didn't know where he was going.

Although Lu Ping mentioned in front of the old house that he wanted to invite Aberforth alone, he clearly said that Aberforth must be the hardest person among the people he was looking for. One of them.

As far as Mundungus’s idea is concerned, the most difficult one is usually the last one, right?

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

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

But now, Mondungus has no mind to look through the envelopes or notes for the time being, because he found that the hand of the wall clock on the wall will soon point to a predetermined moment.

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

However, even if Maca has been checking the information very fast, the Black House can't send all the unorganized information to him, right?

Mondungus glanced back at the clock on the wall, and then looked at the information on the table that was still high on the table and couldn't help but wailed—he now cares most about Lupin’s accident. Now, because what annoys him most at the moment is the "mountain of intelligence" that he doesn't even know where to start.

If you send this mess of paper piles to Maca as they are...oh! Mondungus didn't dare to imagine what the result would be.

Yes, Maca has always rarely scolded people, but once that guy got angry, it was much scarier than the others!

Seeing that the time was approaching, Mondungus was so anxious that he picked up a few ciphered reports from the table and spread them out to look at them.

Because it is just the original information, you can see that the above content is actually quite brief and clear:

"Near the'Fortham and Mason' mall on Piccadilly, is there a spontaneous gathering of wizards to assist the Auror in repelling the three dark wizards?"

Sweeping the first note, Monton Guston blinked-he found that he was a little uncertain when he came up, wondering if it was sent to Maca for purpose.

Set aside the note, he opened another short letter and read casually:

"...Ten minutes ago, in Hyde Park, witnessed a mad black wizard running wild, and finally ran all the way into the serpentine lake and never came ashore?"

With this thin letter paper, Mondungus tilted his head again with a bewildered expression.

"This... drowned, right?" He said blankly, "Well, it should be useless."

Leaving this second piece of news aside, he took a deep breath and grabbed the third piece of information very distressedly.

"Come on, there is at least one piece of news that I can get right in these three copies!" Montongues prayed and unfolded it to take a look. "'A short dead body was found in the Red Brick Lane of the East District. The watch is intact, and the wand is missing. It is confirmed that the deceased was a black wizard and may have died from the killing curse.'...Oh! He is dead, and he hasn't found the wand yet. What's the use of this? Right?"

Taking the third document in his hand on the desktop, Mondungus scratched his head in pain.

"Fuck him Merlin's stinky feet! Lupin, I beg you to do nothing, come back and save me!"

……

At this time, it hasn’t been long since Mondungus was crying and howling in Black’s old house. Maca, who was talking to Neville and Hannah, suddenly tilted her head, seeming to sense something.

"It should be the person I'm waiting for, you guys are sitting here, I'll go out and take a look."

After that, he took out the staff in response to the nodding of the Neville two, temporarily disarmed Saint Mungo's protective magic, and then walked straight through the closed door.

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

However, he just glanced at it, he didn't say much, then turned around and walked into the alley next to him. He didn't speak until the other party followed his footsteps and sneaked in.

"Dallo, you have worked hard—give me things!"

As an old member of the Order of the Phoenix who joined since its inception, Dedalor is definitely a loyal partner. It's a pity that he was born in Hufflepuff, no matter his talent or personality, he is extremely mediocre and low-key.

Even when Professor McGonagall mentioned him, he only said that he was a "mindless and unobtrusive" wizard.

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 past few years, everyone has experienced too many winds and waves. With his ability, he can stay in the Order of the Phoenix and dedicate his life silently without being disturbed by all kinds of variables. This is obviously one thing. It is extremely difficult to insist.

Now, even Maca is very kind to this old man.

But at the next moment, he saw that the other party handed out a suitcase from under the invisibility cloak that had not been used before to pass messages, and placed it silently at his feet.

"Huh?" Maca couldn't help wondering a little while bending over to lift it up, "How did you use the box today?"

"This was given to me by Dunge. The information file he said he wanted to give you is in it...Well, he also specifically told me not to open it. I think there may be some important information this time."

Although Dedalo is not smart, he also knows that it is best not to show up easily with his low strength, so he never came out from under the invisibility cloak from beginning to end.

Hearing what he said, Maca nodded slightly—he didn't think it was weird that he didn't just hear Mondungus's name from the other person. Because he knew that Mondungus had been working with Lupin to help receive and transmit intelligence information.

However, when he opened the suitcase and felt it inside, the invisible Dedalo found that his expression suddenly became subtle.

"Maca, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, no," Mackah paused, then shook his head. "I just suddenly understood why Dunge would use a suitcase today...Wait, Lupin is not here right now. 'Home'?"

"Ah, it's not here," Dedalo heard the words, and then whispered softly, "He went out after midnight today, saying that he was going to find some helpers for Kingsley and the others to replenish their combat power."

"Really..." Macalho nodded slightly, and said clearly, "Well, I know, then you go back quickly! By the way, be careful on the road. If you encounter a situation, don’t use the potion I give you. Not willing to use it."

"Okay, then I will go now—you should be careful yourself."

After the two said, Maca felt that the source of magic power belonging to Dedalo immediately began to move away from him and hurriedly left out of the alley.

When the other party completely disappeared from her sensing range, Maca hurried back to the entrance of Saint Mungo with the suitcase containing the intelligence, and walked in silently through the glass.

"Maca."

When he reappeared at the door, Neville and Hannah quickly got up from the bench.

"Nothing is going on outside, right?"

"Well, it's okay," Maca nodded, "Presumably that guy Helbo is not interested in Saint Mungo for the time being. There is no dark wizard nearby."

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

"It just so happens that if you are not drowsy, you can help me do a little work...Of course, I definitely hope you can get a good night's sleep sooner than this."

"Let's do something!" Neville didn't think much, and quickly said, "Even if I lie down at this moment, I still can't fall asleep. It's even more uncomfortable to turn over and over again--"

Just halfway through, he suddenly turned his head to look at Hannah, then turned to ask:

"Why don't you go to sleep for a while? I saw you yawning just now..."

"No, no, I will accompany you."

Hearing what she said, Neville couldn't help scratching his head hesitatingly, and then said to Maca with apologetic expression:

"Um...or else, I'll go to sleep!"

"Good choice," Maca blinked at him, and smiled teasingly, "Go! Don't think too much after you lie down, things are not so bad that they even have the freedom to sleep. No. Besides..."

"What?"

Neville, who was a little embarrassed because of his smile, froze for a moment. But Maca waved his hand suddenly, keeping a smile on his face and said:

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

Watching Neville and Hannah snuggle up to the stairs slowly ~IndoMTL.com~ When they got upstairs, the smile on Maca's face gradually disappeared.

Actually, since Neville wanted him to take Hannah away before, he just wanted Neville to discuss and communicate with Hannah.

But when he thought that the result of the communication might be that Hannah would stay with him, he didn't want to mention that.

And obviously, his ambivalence is also applicable to Hermione and Luna.

After casting magic to isolate the place at the door from the surroundings for a while, Maca opened the suitcase again on the spot, and turned the suitcase upside down on the spot.

In a short time, a large number of ciphertext letters and slips of paper that were packed in by Mondungus were immediately dumped and piled up on the ground.

Needless to say, that guy was obviously unable to do anything in the end, so he gathered up and sent all the Maca.

"Great, my dear Dunge."

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