Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1928: Hailbo’s question

Leave aside the conversation between Safina and Hermione, at least the previous decision of the Geoffrey Sisters to go to Weymouth Camp will not change.

After all, for Ursula, who is still not strong enough, Winchester is indeed a very dangerous place, and Safina certainly wouldn't want her sister to stay here forever.

So, in the face of the fact that the defensive power of the ancient city of Winchester has declined sharply, Hermione and the others obviously should make another major decision about where to stay and where to go.

But before that, another thing that is happening is also worthy of attention.

"...What are you talking about? That's Maca!"

On the coastal road near the port of Cherbourg, Willie's words caused everyone present to shut their mouths in different expressions.

Yes, Valie was very rare to be angry, because she had noticed from the words of the old housekeeper that some people seemed to be suspicious of Maca.

"So far, what Maca has done for everyone is not enough? Old housekeeper, I don't want to hear any more ‘bad things’ about Maca, understand?"

She looked at the old housekeeper, said something seriously, and then turned around and said:

"Dad, it's time for us to go to Busbarton... Delphi, do you want to be with us?"

On the other side, Mr. Blois first nodded at his daughter, and then looked at each other with the rather gloomy old butler standing beside him.

While Willie asked about Delphi's effort, Blois couldn't help but said:

"I can see that you are asking for this Mr. Weasley, but... just as Willie said, we don't need to have any vigilance or suspicion about Mr. McLean."

After that, he put his hand on the shoulder of the old housekeeper and nodded slightly at the latter:

"Don't mind, Wei Li was just a little angry just now...Although, um, she is really rare like this-trust me, she still trusts you."

"I know."

At this moment, the old housekeeper's mood is probably like a grandfather who is disliked by his very beloved granddaughter, obviously still very shocked. But "granddaughter" is still "granddaughter" after all, and the old butler's love for Wei Li is naturally still the same.

It’s just that Charlie’s heart is somewhat complicated now.

It must be admitted that Wei Li was right just now and suspected Maca shouldn't be, especially if he had confirmed that Maca was indeed Maca himself at the time.

But... if he doesn't doubt Maca, who else can he doubt? Do you still doubt that you are not successful? After all, before Maca expelled him from Hogwarts, he actually said something that made people very concerned!

"Where is the problem...?" Charlie turned his head and looked at the little figure of Norberta hovering high in the sky, whispering to himself like this.

Not long after, the three of the Blois family, including the old housekeeper, were ready to go back to Boothbarton. And Delphi, at the invitation of Wei Li, also decided to go there at least-she was very curious, why Maca asked Wei Li to leave and return to France.

So, when the four of them Apparated and left together, only Charlie was left alone on the coastal road.

Of course, what's more important is that none of his original goals seem to be achieved.

"Hiss——"

Charlie stood there looking at the sea not far away, scratching his head vigorously, and finally decided to return to Weymouth Camp for the time being and tell Percy about the failure.

It’s better for two people to worry about it together than if he’s alone here alone, isn’t it?

Thinking of this, Charlie took out the dragon whistle and blew it towards the sky, calling down the fire dragon Noberta, and then climbed up the dragon's back skillfully and neatly, and flew over the strait with the whistling wind. .

Under the oncoming strong wind, Charlie reached out weakly and patted Noberta's neck, speaking loudly against the strong airflow:

"You were aware of Maca's work at Hogwarts first-you are telling me, what did you feel from Maca!"

"Roar--"

Noberta shook her head and roared lowly, but Charlie could only sigh and shook his head.

"If only you can speak human words."

……

In fact, even if Norberta could talk, all she could tell Charlie was her fear of Maca—yes, only fear.

After all, it was Maca who used the soul rules to deter and tame her in the first place.

And if Charlie really wants to know the secrets behind Maca’s strange behavior, nowadays, there seems to be no other way besides trying to get Maca to speak out.

Oh no, maybe... he can ask Helbo?

At this moment, in the lobby of Buckingham Palace in London, Helbo himself, who seems to have been silent for a long time recently, is still sitting on the high throne.

He closed his eyes slightly and didn't move, because he didn't even need to breathe, so that he looked like a terrifying and hideous statue.

It can be seen that the damage to his body caused by forcibly changing the direction of the meteorite has not been completely recovered, but it has recovered a lot. The half of his face that originally exposed a large skull has been completely recovered and was completely worn by the meteorite. The missing arm is also missing a palm.

To be honest, this injury is probably not too serious for him.

However, Helbo still sat there silently, not opening his eyes at all to stand up and move.

There is no doubt what he is waiting for.

And it’s worth mentioning that ~IndoMTL.com~ what Maca and Willie saw when they came over, the few high-level living corpses standing in two rows under the throne steps are now obviously There is a lot more, almost all of them have been lined up to the shutter opening.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the few that Maca blocked the attack at first, now only the pair of twin-shaped individuals are left.

It's just that Helbo obviously didn't care about it at all. Because there is only one thing left that he cares about right now.

At this moment when there were many high-level living corpses, but still quiet as if there was no one, Haierbo, who hadn't moved for a long time, finally opened his eyes suddenly.

When the pitch-black and extremely deep eyeballs were thrown at the world outside the door suddenly, all the high-level living corpses in this deadly hall bowed their heads, and no one dared to look at them.

In the next instant, a hoarse, low voice echoed in the silent hall.

"Why... hasn't started yet?"