Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 682: Seize the initiative

As far as Rita Skeeter’s news is, it is still very valuable to Hogwarts. Knowing the crooked minds of some unofficial groups in advance, you can try to prevent or change it in advance, which is better than waiting for the situation to be revealed and then resolved.

For the same reason, Maca decided to take the initiative after thinking a little bit. Rather than waiting for the wizards who have gathered together in Iran to deliver them to the door, it is better for him to act by chance.

If Skeeter's intelligence is not completely accurate, and the other party actually didn't mean to make a big deal, then he would just take a trip for nothing. But if the opponent really wants to disrupt the event, he will never allow it.

At nightfall, Hogwarts Castle's headmaster's office.

"Professor McGonagall, there seems to be some movement in the Iranian magical world. I will go over and take a look. There is nothing major here at the school. You should just take a break... Isn't Charlotte there? Is there any need? If you run errands, just tell her to go!"

Maka's words caused Charlotte, who was sitting not far away, to raise an eyebrow.

"Hey! Little Maca, have you been very courageous these days--" She stood up and walked here, smiling and said, "Professor McGonagall’s things, I will naturally take it as my own business. Do you need it?"

"Oh, I'm not trying to please Professor McGonagall!" Maca immediately turned around and said with a shy smile, "Senior sister...come, don't be angry..."

However, Charlotte did not buy his account at all.

"Huh? Where do you see that I am angry? Nothing--"

Before speaking, she just shook Maca's shoulder and turned his body back, followed by a crisp sound, still a familiar taste.

After spending a lot of time with McGonagall in the principal's office, Charlotte has long been relieved. Because she found that Professor McGonagall actually likes to see the vitality of these young people, which makes her more unscrupulous.

Of course, apart from Maca, she doesn't have the guts to play with other professors like this.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall, who was sitting behind his desk, looked at the two children in front of him, and couldn't help but smiled slightly, "Maca, what happened to the Iranian magical world?"

"Oh, it's like this..."

When it came to business, Maca put away his playful thoughts, and seriously told Professor McGonagall about his deal with Rita Skeeter. At the end, he talked about his plan to go to Iran for investigation.

After listening to Maca's words, McGonagall frowned visibly.

"If the information provided by Ms. Skeeter is correct, there must be a lot of wizards gathering there now—" she said solemnly, "Maca, I think this matter should be handed over to the International Federation of Wizards. To solve it. Even if you take a step back, you should discuss with the Ministry of Magic first-this event is also very important to the British magical world, Scrimgeour will definitely take action."

But Maca immediately shook his head. He didn't completely agree with Professor McGonagall's idea.

"Actually, I know this too," said Maca. "However, whether it is to inform the Wizarding Association or to ventilate with Scrimgeour, it will have to be verified. If the actual situation is still in I negotiated with both sides during the time between the two parties. In case Skeeter’s information is wrong... then it’s not as simple as me running for nothing!"

The question that Maca wanted to talk about is actually very clear-if Scrimgeour and even the International Wizarding Federation are left to work in vain, it will not leave a bad impression on the two parties, but a favor is owed. deal.

Nowadays, Hogwarts can be regarded as a big power, at least for now, it is famous. And the favors based on one party's power are not so good!

Of course, Maca’s consideration is more favorable to Hogwarts, but McGonagall’s choice is more secure and safe. In comparison between the two, it is hard to say who has a better idea, it can only be said that each has its own bias.

"Maca..."

After listening to Maca's analysis, Professor McGonagall stretched his brows slightly, seeming to be pleased that the child was devoted to school considerations. It's just that no matter how good Maca is, she is still a student she has taught in her heart. It is natural for her to think about her children.

"I still think you better not... Albus once said in the past that even he would make mistakes. When doing things, he should be as cautious as possible..."

"Yes! No matter how good you are, you are just a person. Don't always think about solving the problem on your own." Charlotte placed his hand on Maca's shoulder and persuaded him.

But Maca waved her hand with a relaxed smile on her face.

"This is not to deal with Voldemort and Greenward, who said I have to go alone?" He laughed, "Don't worry! A few of the old guys in the Order of the Phoenix have nothing to do all day? When I returned to Lupin, I was too free to run to take care of Malfoy's private affairs... This time I go to Iran, I will call them all!"

"Well, this is okay..." Professor McGonagall said, but he paused, "But, there are only a few people over there now...Didn't you say that the Indian delegation is in Iran? Still too little."

"Professor, don't forget that we still have a lot of fresh troops!" Maca pointed to the floor, "There are so many elves, enough for war! Not to mention just going to explore this time. The tangible news, if you are lucky, you won’t even be able to..."

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall groaned a little, then nodded, "Okay! But since you mentioned those elves... I still have to remind you that they are not wizards after all. It's not easy...you still have to be careful."

"Of course," Maca responded, "I will pay more attention."

He said so, but he was thinking in his heart that he should really do something for them. Now those little guys are wandering around in the forbidden forest all day long, and they have taken up the vacant site after the horseman left. Recently, even the castle hasn't been returned much. Only occasionally will a few elves come to get interested and rush to the school to help with cleaning.

Although this kind of blissful action is the normal life of the elves, it is always not a problem to continue like this. Maca flicked these little guys to Hogwarts, not just for them to settle here...

Now that Professor McGonagall has been made, Maca will not be delayed anymore. Of course, Britain and Iran also have a time difference, and it should be almost early in the morning over there.

After saying goodnight to Professor McGonagall and Charlotte, he immediately left for Black House and called Sirius and Lupin to them.

When Maca walked out of the school gate, as the space twisted, his figure disappeared under the curtain of night in a blink of an eye.

……

"Click--"

The doorknob of the gate of Black's old house turned slightly, and immediately, the long-lost guests were welcomed here.

Because there is really nothing to do now, plus there are children living here. So in the evening, those who should go out to find a place to have a drink are already out, and those who should go to the room early to sleep will not stay downstairs.

As soon as Maca stepped into the entrance hall, the room was dim, and even the lights had been blown out.

"Speaking of it, Isla should be about the age of school, right? Next year or the year after?" He walked in, while secretly thinking, "Well, let's ask Helen about it..."

However, even if everyone is basically upstairs right now, the people who live here are either wolves or dogs, or house elves, and their ears are still good! From the moment Maca didn't deliberately suppress the sound, it was destined that someone would appear soon.

Sure enough, Kreacher, the house elf who lives under the boiler in the kitchen, appeared first in the hall. He has been in this old house since he was born, rarely runs outside, and knows everything here.

With a slight explosion of "crack", his rickety figure immediately appeared in front of Maca, and then he bowed deeply.

"Honorable Mr. McLean, old Kreacher please Announce to you..."

"Well," Maca nodded at him, "Where is Sirius? Did he go to the Broken Cauldron Bar tonight?"

"Oh... yes, of course he went..." Kreacher still arched his body, and after answering Maca, he continued to mutter in a low voice, "Mistress's unfilial son, of course he doesn't want to stay here. ...But he should also clearly realize that the hostess also doesn't want to see him dangling here..."

Seeing that the house elves of the Black family were still the same, Maca couldn't help but smile helplessly.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs at the end of the hall. Not long after, a demure girl in her dressing gown walked down from the second floor with an oil lamp.

"Lena," Maca looked up, "Would you wake you up? Sorry... But Lupin should be there? Help me call him--"

In the middle of the conversation, he paused, but shook his head again: "Forget it, I'll go by myself... Kreacher, you go to the Broken Cauldron bar and call Sirius back for me, and say I'll give him Find something to do!"

"It's ~IndoMTL.com~ Honorable Mr. McLean, old Kreacher is going--"

The house elf is always extremely submissive, even if he actually didn't want to see Sirius, the only owner in name, but he disappeared in place without saying a word.

And Maca, led by Lena, walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Tuk tuk tuk tuk."

Lupin has lived in the Black House since the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix. He and Sirius, the old brother, have nowhere else to go, and now they are a good company for each other.

But when Maca suddenly heard that there was a suspicious little commotion in the room following his knock on the door, he suddenly felt that maybe Lupin would move out soon. Harry Potter's Book of Sins

　　

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