Chapter 349: aims! Dark Spirit Court

() "Lupin, I heard that the interrogation is fruitful?"
In the evening, Maca, who had just recovered some strength, couldn't wait to open the door of the reception room.
"Why did you get out of bed now?" Lupin stood up subconsciously when Marka appeared at the door.
"I'm fine ..." Maca said as she walked quickly to the conference table. "How's the situation? If you can't, use vomiting, and I still have some ..."
"No," Lupin surveyed him up and down, as if confirming that he was really recovering. "When Snape left, he checked their memory with demention—the place where the potion was distributed In the black market, underground of the Dark Pavilion. "
"Darkness Pavilion?" Maca heard and frowned, "Is the goblin drawn by them?"
"With the fairies' nature, most of them feel profitable ... but it is impossible for them to stand completely on the side of Voldemort. After all, we obviously need to be more powerful now."
"Hmm ..." Marka thought for a while, "We should try to avoid conflicts with fairies anyway. Because they haven't shown any signs of trying to trigger rebellion yet ..."
"What do you want to do?" Lupin asked.
"In short, let's sneak in first and quietly—"
"Who's going?" Lupin immediately interrupted Maca's words. "You want to go again? I don't think anyone here will agree!"
Marka heard the words, looked at the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and saw everyone staring at him for a moment.
"Maca, are we companions, aren't we?" Tonks asked with a lip squeeze.
"Maca?" Mr. Weasley shrugged at him.
"Uh……"
After stalemate for a while, Maca had no choice but to raise her hands.
"Okay, don't stare at me ..." He sighed. "This time it's a collective operation, the head office ... But the operators must choose carefully!"
"Rely on everyone!" Mrs. Weasley put on his shoulders. "In this case, of course, individual strength is needed, but collective strength is also indispensable, isn't it?"
"Yeah!" Lu Ping smiled. "Since it's sneaking in, someone needs to be distracted ... you don't want to be big again?"
Just then, Lenny suddenly broke in through the door.
"What's a big deal? Are you going to fight? Leni is going too!" She jumped quickly to Maca, grabbed his arm, "It's boring to stay at home all day!"
"No! You are not allowed to go!" Maca tapped the crazy girl's head, "So be it! After dinner, the discussion about the infiltration plan will be left to you ... I will sleep well."
"That should be it!" Mrs. Weasley looked at him with a loving expression. "You're still growing! Please take care of yourself and stop messing around ..."
"Then let's have dinner first! I'm all hungry!"
"Yeah yeah! I'm hungry too ..."
"And me and me!"
Seeing that Mrs. Weasley was about to start talking again, Lupin opened the topic quite promptly, and everyone else in the room was busy coordinating.
To say that they had known each other since their school days, they were no longer familiar with Mrs. Weasley.
But Maca waved his hands and let everyone wait.
"One more thing," he said, "I have to go to Hogwarts early tomorrow morning, and Professor Snape said last night that Dumbledore wanted me to go."
"What's the matter?" Lu Pingzheng said, and suddenly he paused. "Ah-yes, I've always been concerned about one thing ... Dumbledore hasn't heard from me for a long time, Maca Do you know why? "
As Lupin mentioned, members who hadn't noticed so much soon realized it.
It should be said that the Order of the Phoenix was originally an organization established by Dumbledore to oppose Voldemort, and the last Wizarding War was also led by him.
But this time, it's probably because Maca's ability is really outstanding, so everyone hasn't felt much disobedience. But to this day, Lupin has finally noticed this extremely subtle phenomenon.
"Well, I understand what you mean ..." Maca thought for a while. "Actually, I don't quite understand it, although I can guess some reasons ... but it's not reasonable to let it go. "
"Dumbledore's ideas don't always make people guess. If I don't know, don't guess blindly ... he won't hurt us, will he?"
Monton Goss, who had been lying asleep at the conference table, looked up, lazily persuaded, but attracted several pairs of staring eyes.
"Although Dunge has always been unreliable, but I think he said it well this time." When everyone was despising Mondongues, Mr. Weasley nodded, "The reason why we can gather together Isn't it because we have always trusted Dumbledore? "
"That's right, so ..." Maca looked completely, smiling, "Anyway, when it's time to say, Professor Dumbledore will always explain to us clearly."
"That's right, let's get ready to enjoy today's dinner! Today, to celebrate the recovery of Little Maca, Miss Lina and I can make a great meal!"
In the atmosphere of Mrs. Weasley's revitalization, everyone hurrahed towards the kitchen.
Of course, Maca was surrounded by the crowd. When pushed by Tonks, Maca's mind floated back to the topic just now.
The recent Dumbledore is indeed not normal. It feels like being more kind than before, and ... seems to be more lazy?
Although Maca didn't notice when this situation started, the faint sense of disobedience has indeed become stronger recently.
"Come and come, sit down and sit down ..." Mrs. Weasley greeted everyone, waving her wand and sending out a plate of delicious dishes, "Well, Tonks, come and change your face! Click it! "
"Oh, of course!" Tonks looked at Maca with a smile. "Hey! What do you like to watch?"
"Huh?" Maca blinked, a little absent-mindedly, "Oh, what ... Hua Guo bites kale?"
"Is that still a face!" Tonks heard, his expression suddenly froze, and exclaimed, "Do you want me to turn my head into a cabbage?"
"Isn't there a mouth for biting kale ..." Maca, who returned to God, smiled and spread his hand.
"Hum!" Tonks hugged his arms around his chest, dissatisfiedly, "Become yourself!"
In a lively atmosphere, everyone sat around a table and had a hearty dinner. After that, Maca accompanied everyone to talk and laughed after a while, then went back to sleep.
That night, clouds gathered in the sky, faintly covering the stars and moon in the sky.
Speaking of which, the weather at night has not been very good. Although the sun is still bright during the day, no one can guarantee it, and it will be the same the next day.
As with some things, even the prophets' predictions could not be accurately predicted.
...
As if telling people last night that they don't have to worry about the future, the next morning, the weather was so good.
Although the air is becoming slightly cooler, most people have changed into thin woolen vests or sweaters. But the feeling of being able to bathe in the warm sunlight from the early morning is enough to wipe out the darkness in every corner of people's hearts.
Listening to the crisp screams of the birds and breathing the fresh air around him, Maca could not help but let go of his tightness.
Ever since he discovered that Willie was most likely the maker of the potion, he couldn't relax for a moment.
Obviously, even if the situation is urgent, things must be solved step by step. But the furry feeling in his heart couldn't calm down.
"Would you like to take a look at Luna first ..." Maca walked gently on the lawn in front of Hogwarts Castle, wondering secretly in her heart, "No, let's just wait until the matter is resolved Come on, accompany Luna to Hogsmeade and have some fun ... "
Thinking like that, he walked quickly across the lawn and into the castle foyer.
"Maca?"
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a voice shouting at himself, and there was an unspeakable surprise in his tone.
"Maca, are you back again?"
Maca turned her head and smiled.
"Good morning, Hermione." He greeted him naturally. "'Again'? How does this sound like I don't welcome you back?"
"How come! But ... it's 'again'!"
Hermione was standing in front of the bulletin board at this moment. It seemed that she had just been watching the notice on the bulletin board. When she was about to turn around and left, she happened to see Maca coming in from the door.
"Today ... Are there going to be lectures on ancient runes lessons?" Hermione said happily ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but there was a faint feeling of no words.
Maca shrugged a little with regret: "Sorry, although I also want to go to class for you, but not today ... I'm going to the principal's room now."
"Oh, that's okay, I know you've been busy ..." Hermione shook her hands, but the pity was quite obvious, "that ... is there anything we can help you with lately?"
"Of course!" Maka laughed. "Help me stare at Umbridge. If there is something wrong, contact‘ home ’as soon as possible ... I ’m not perfunctory, it ’s also important!

"No problem! I stare every day!" Hermione said, suddenly beckoning at Maca, "Yes, talk about this ..."
Pulling Maca out of the door, Hermione told Trelawney's prediction. This time, because Ron had a rare wit, the contents of the prophecy were well remembered, and Hermione was able to convey it a lot easier now.
When Maca heard the prophecy, she immediately smiled and listened carefully.