Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1572: Meet 1 person

"...April, I just went to the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, I overheard..."

"It will be fine, we still have Mr. McLean!"

"Yes! And that Miss Hermione Granger, it is said..."

It is still the afternoon when the breeze is soft as a lover's caress, and the sun is gurgling like a mountain stream, and it is still a group of young people talking in the shade of mottled trees.

On the edge of the carved window frame upstairs, a girl with a cold and delicate appearance was in a daze; under the shadow of another canopy of trees downstairs, an invisible figure stood silently.

Everything seems to have never changed on the surface, and it seems that every detail is different from "before".

This time, Maca didn't disturb the scene anymore, he just converged his own magical fluctuations and walked quietly on the winding streets a little far away.

After a while, near the central square, Maca who was walking on the street suddenly looked up. And the next moment he looked up, a large number of stone slabs flew up from the square in front of him, blasting swiftly in all directions of the town.

"The time is right...Then then, there is only waiting."

Although you will reach the square after walking a little further, Maca didn't move on, but suddenly turned a corner and walked into an alley by the side of the road.

It didn't take long for him to stand still in front of a house, reaching out and knocking on the door.

"Who?"

A man's question soon came from the room.

"Sir, can you let me in and sit for a while? I am a friend of Mr. McLean."

"McLean's friend?"

You can hear the man inside, while muttering, stepping on the wooden floor "Pata Pata" walking towards this side. Then, the wooden door in front of Maca was finally opened.

"...Are you alone?"

It was a man with long white hair, maybe because the hair was too thin and too soft, it was basically entangled in strands. The clothes on the other party also looked a little messy. Although they were not dirty in fact, they were obviously not too flattering.

When the opponent leaned out his upper body and looked around, he opened the door all the way and beckoned to Maca, who had already changed his appearance.

"Come in!"

Maca nodded when he saw it, and then immediately followed the other person in.

"Remember to close the door for me."

"Of course."

While responding, Maca backhanded and closed the door smoothly.

……

"Sit down! This is not my house anyway. Just sit down...Would you like some tea?"

"No, no, I am not thirsty."

Drink an afternoon tea in the afternoon, which is naturally a very common thing in the UK. However, even if drinking tea is not just for thirst, even if Maca does have so much free time now, it is a pity that he does not have the mood to relax with tea.

When a person is in a bad mood, even if he has the best tea and sugar cubes, it will only be bitter in his mouth.

What's more, in this man's house, it is almost impossible to drink any serious tea... Isn't it?

Maca glanced around the living room for a while, then walked to the table by the window, pulled a chair away and sat down.

"Mr. Lovegood, sit down too! If you always stand there, I will feel uncomfortable."

Yes, as Maca called him, the man's name was Xenofiliuslov Goode, who was Luna's father.

In fact, Lupin had already told Maca when he checked out the list of asylum seekers, and Luna's father was also among the crowd evacuated from London.

Just because she was afraid that Luna was worried, Maca didn't tell her about it.

It's just...Of course, there are too many of their acquaintances among the asylum seekers today, one Xenophylius, and it won't change the overall situation much.

"You just said that you are McLean's friend?" Xenofilius did not sit. He still stood in the middle of this small living room, looking at Maca, "So, McLean wanted you Come here? What did he ask you to come to me for? Did Luna have any trouble?"

"Oh, no! It's not like that," Maca waved his hand as soon as he heard it, "Miss Lovegood is fine...well, at least so far. As for my words...though I really want to tell you something about Miss Lovegood, but more of that is to come and sit here."

To be honest, Maca’s statement is indeed somewhat subtle, and it’s hard to stop thinking about it.

However, Xenofilius has always been a clumsy and kind person by nature.

Although he is very worried about his daughter, he especially wants to ask Maca something about his daughter Luna. But standing there and staring at Maca like this was probably the most intense questioning method he could think of.

At the end of the day, he was clearly staying in Spiral Town, but he never showed up. This naturally explains a lot of problems.

After all, Luna and Maca may not be easy to find, but is it not easy to find Lupin who has been working in the lobby of the New Ministry of Magic?

"Mr. Lovegood~IndoMTL.com~ please sit down! McLean believes that you have always been a reasonable father who respects your daughter’s will, so he understands your anxiety now. Mood."

"You...what are you here to talk to me?"

Xenofilius stared at him for a long time, then stroked the messy white hair, and sat down opposite him with his ass.

"Well... how do you say it?" Maca looked at him asking, and couldn't help thinking about it. "I think it's better to start with McLean! I believe you should also know this. Time is very busy, and I have been running around desperately to deal with the ancient dark wizard. So this time, he had no choice but to let me meet you here."

"In fact, McLean just wanted me to convey a word to you"

Speaking of this, Maca couldn't help but pause for a while, then continued:

"He said that no matter what happens, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he will do his best to protect Miss Luna Lovegood."

Xenofilius pursed his lips, still looking very upset. But after hearing what Maca said, he hesitated and hesitated, but finally nodded.

"I know, and I believe in him"

At that moment, Xenofilius’s mind may have flashed past the days when Maca stayed at his house, or Maca filled up the spell for his dead wife and Luna’s mother. Analyze the past.

But no matter what he thinks of, what he thinks in the end is definitely the figure of his daughter.

"So, what else?"