Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1763: Hermione’s request

　　　　 The old butler and Mr. Blois have already gone to talk with Mrs. Maxim to the principal’s room.

　　In order to be able to do things more efficiently in the future, it is certainly not wrong to find more help. And if you want to say who has the most weight here and who can speak the most about Mrs. Maxim, then it is natural to count the two of them.

　　 However, Hermione, who had originally planned to express her attitude with the past, did not choose to participate in the conversation with Mrs. Maxim.

　　 At the same time, she was not with anyone else, just followed Safina to the other party's room alone.

　　 "Miss Granger, don't you? I know you—you are a classmate of Mr. McLean."

　　After the two sat down, the maid Larson, who had returned first, boiled a pot of tea for them, and then Safina took the lead to speak.

　　 After a short pause, I saw her continue to say:

　　 "By the way, I still know, you should be asking how I met Mr. McLean? Because you seem...seems to be looking for him?"

　　Hermione listened to Safina's guess, and she nodded slightly when the other party had finished talking.

　　 "Yes," she said, "I am a classmate of Maca, and I do plan to find him. It's just that these are just my personal affairs. And this time we come out collectively, the ultimate goal After all, it’s better to deal with Helbo-looking for Maca is just a way of trying to defeat Helbo."

　　 What's more, besides looking for Maca, Wei Li, who had escaped everyone inexplicably before, is the object of the most worried friends.

　　 Of course, Hermione didn't elaborate on this point.

　　 On the other side, Safina nodded after hearing Hermione’s words:

　　 "Okay! But I still have to say... Yes, we just met Mr. McLean not long ago. He saved the lives of my sister and me and protected our hometown. You know, at Before that, we were even strangers to him."

　　 said so, she suddenly paused briefly:

　　 "However, if you want to know where Mr. McLean is going from me, unfortunately, I can't give you a definite answer."

　　As for this, Safina did not hide too much from Hermione, and naturally told Hermione the whole process of separation from the encounter between her and Maca...

　　 "Wait!"

　　 Before Safina finished speaking, Hermione, who was hearing her on the way, interrupted her narration suddenly, with a surprised expression on her face:

　　"Are you a descendant of Geoffrey? Your sister is a prophet of this generation? Oh, I read in a book, your ancestors are also famous in the Muggle world!"

　　 "Well, that's it, I've been proud of it since I was a kid." Safina nodded and said, "But obviously, in today's situation, prophecies will only make people feel more and more. I'm confused."

　　 At Safina’s words, Hermione could only shrug her shoulders slightly and smile noncommittal.

　　 I remember that when she was still in Hogwarts school, Hermione didn't like divination lessons very much, and she naturally dismissed things like "prophecy".

　　 However, after experiencing so many things, she has also seen Trelawney make real predictions, and it seems that she has become more and more convinced of this kind of rather unclear stuff.

　　 But right now, she obviously didn't interrupt Safina for this reason.

　　 "Miss, I remember you just said that Maca was with your sister before separating from you?" Hermione said, "I don't know, did your sister come to Boothbarton? I want to see her. ——Your sister is not only the last person to see Maca, but also a prophet, should she know more?"

　　 "You want to see Ursula?" Safina hesitated for a moment, but finally shook her head. "No, in fact, Ursula is not in a very good state. I only hope that she I can take a quiet rest these days! So, you can just ask me if you have any questions, but Ursula, please don’t bother her."

　　 Safina spoke very earnestly, which made Hermione feel a little unwilling, but she was too embarrassed to ask to see her sister again.

　　 There was a moment of silence, and Hermione watched as Safina on the other side stretched out her hand and flicked the mask, and then temporarily removed the lower half of the mask.

　　 Then, she picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

　　 But Hermione didn't care about it and any tea. Seeing that the other party didn't want to say anything more, she hesitated for a while, then stood up and planned to leave.

　　 But at this moment, they saw Ms. Larson who had just poured tea for them, and suddenly opened the door from a room inside and walked out.

　　"Miss Granger, the lady knows you want to see her, so please come over."

　　 "Usula?"

　　Safina was stunned when she heard the words, and when she saw Hermione look back at her again, she had to nod her head slowly at the other party--since her sister had said so, where would she be? Is there a reason to block it?

　　"Please—"

　　 Larson opened the door of the room a bit more before reaching out to Hermione.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Hermione nodded slightly, and then entered the room as she thought.

　　"Miss Granger, first of all, please forgive me for not being able to meet you in my true colors—believe me~IndoMTL.com~This kind of conversation will make our conversation smoother..."

　　 As soon as 　　 entered the room, Hermione saw the bed covered in curtains at first glance. The gauze tents overlapped in several layers, covering Ursula on the bed so tightly that Hermione couldn't see what it was inside.

　　 But compared to the original Norwegian Royal Palace...or rather, compared to Ursula’s previous room, it’s obviously much brighter here-the windows in the room are open very wide, and the wind outside is relaxing. The window poured in, and the gauze tent was gently swayed.

　　 It can be said that although Maca is like a short visitor in Ursula's life, it has brought her a huge change.

　　 Today's Ursula, at least when others come to her room, there is no longer a feeling of eerie and weirdness.

　　 "Miss," Hermione stood in front of the bed and nodded slightly, "Of course, if you wish to talk like this, I have no opinion. Because I just want to know if Maca is real at the moment. In the UK, and...Miss, Safina told me that you are a prophet, so... I wonder if I can ask you to make a prophecy for me?"

　　Hermione said, staring at the drape on the bed, as if she wanted to see it through.

　　 In the gauze tent, Ursula groaned slightly.

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