Chapter 332: Examining Uncle Black

() "McLean, you're finally back! Do you know? Why can't the owl find you-we're almost in a hurry!"
"I'll be back as soon as possible. Hagrids are still transferring giant tribes in the old forest in the mountains!"
"Transfer the Giant Tribe? Oh, no ... don't talk about this, you'll go upstairs with me! Go and see Kingsley!"
"Ah, yes ... what happened to Kingsley? What happened during my time in the UK ..."
It has been two days since the night of the giants of Huyou.
After the giants with simple limbs and simple minds regarded Hagrid as the ancestor of the ancestors, Maca observed it for a while.
After he explained everything to Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, he immediately seized the time and hurried back with the door key.
But after he hurried back to Hogwarts for a lap, before he took a breath, he learned that there seemed to be something wrong with the Order of the Phoenix.
Now that the situation seemed a little urgent, he went nonstop to the old Black house. Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Weasley, who was staying at home, grabbed his wrist and stumbled upstairs.
"... At first he was still dull, but within two days, he also had a desire to attack without purpose. No way, we can only control him by magic--" Madam Weasley Susu said, from the beginning, her face was filled with anxiety.
"... in this room."
The two stopped at the door of a small bedroom in the corner of the third floor, and Mrs. Weasley motioned to the closed door.
"Um." Maca nodded slightly, and immediately opened the doorknob without hesitation.
After he opened the door of the cubicle, he saw a tall figure locked in magical handcuffs and shackles. When Mrs. Weasley lit the magic lamp in the room, the darkness in the room was completely dissipated in an instant.
Controlled by both magic and physics is Maca's long-acquainted Kingsley Shackle.
However, although his appearance has not changed at all, Kingsley's eyes are completely different. Among those pupils that should have been soft and forgiving, what Maca could see was crazy.
The dark-skinned witch in front of him immediately tried to stand up when he saw someone coming in. At the same time, with the tension of the iron chain "cracking", he was pulled down and fell to the floor again.
"Kingsley!" Maca shouted as she walked forward, staring at the other person's eyes, and then frowned slightly again, "... well, did you respond?"
His sight did not leave Kingsley's eyes, but he kept on hand. I saw him touching his waist, took out a syringe, and gently pierced Kingsley's fixed hand after removing the needle cap.
"... I can't feel the pain," he was talking, and he reached out and dangled in front of Kingsley's eyes. "Vision ... hmm? So why did he stare at me?"
While Maca inspected Kingsley, Mrs. Weasley kept telling the recent situation.
After listening distractedly, Maca realized that these were all caused by the last abnormal case about "Crazy Wizard".
In fact, in the days since Maca's departure from the British border, similar incidents have occurred.
With unknown causes, five wizards from different regions have fallen into intermittent madness. The original witch had even reached a level of quietness every ten hours or so.
Because this series of cases is likely to be something that Voldemort is plotting, and he is in a hurry. In the case that Maca cannot be contacted immediately, Kingsley who was responsible for tracking this case went out for several consecutive nights to investigate.
However, at the dawn more than two days ago, the members of the Order of the Phoenix sitting around in the kitchen for breakfast only waited for an elite Auror who seemed to be out of control.
After that day, Kingsley's condition deteriorated rapidly.
Although he was unable to communicate with people as soon as he came back, at least he could still react to people at the time, such as staring at people who were walking around, or uttering syllables of unknown meaning.
But it didn't take long for him to completely turn into a fool who would just slump and drool on the ground.
The day before Maca's return, Kingsley finally appeared to be aimless. It's just that his symptoms are particularly similar to those of the crazy wizard in that series of cases, so no one was injured because of everyone's preparedness.
"... It's just that Kingsley's appearance has dealt a considerable blow to everyone," Mrs. Weasley had long lost her original popularity, and now she was telling with seriousness, "especially ... Last night, Sirius Sneaked out ... "
"... Is it?" Marka heard, and looked back at her subconsciously. "It's okay, I can find him, but the most important thing is to understand Kingsley's physical condition first."
At this point, he took another dark brown potion bottle from his waist, but did not immediately remove the stopper.
"Mrs. Weasley, please hold your nose and hold your breath," after the other party did it with a little doubt, Maca took a deep breath, pinched her nose with one hand, and pushed the cork a little with one hand.
Immediately after that, he quickly shook the mouth of the bottle under Kingsley's nose, then tightened the stopper tightly again.
"Okay."
After hearing that, Mrs. Weasley lowered her hand covering her nose, but even when she noticed that a rather pungent odor had spread throughout the room.
"Oh-Merlin is on, what it smells like." She couldn't help covering her nose again.
"... Is the sense of smell also lost? Or ..." Maca, who was talking to himself, did not look back, he just explained casually, "This is a kind of mixed odorant, which can be used to drive the olfactory creatures. ... Of course, I don't think you would want to know the specific ingredients ... "
"Hmm ..." Mrs. Weasley paused and asked, "How is Kingsley?"
"It's not easy to judge for the time being, but it should not be caused by black magic ... at least not ordinary black magic."
After a lot of tossing, Maca wiped out the rune array temporarily drawn on the ground, then left the bedroom with a blood sample of Kingsley in a two-syringe, and hurried to the potion preparation room in the basement. Go on.
"Mr. McLean? You are back ..."
"Huh? Maca asshole?"
At the staircase on the first floor, he happened to meet the sisters Rainie Lena.
Not to mention, at least the state of the pair of werewolves seems to have not changed: sister Lena is still calm and calm, while sister Leni is still open-mouthed and calls him "big junk."
"Oh, Lai-huh?" Maca just said, but when he saw the figure coming out of the corner behind them, he suddenly hesitated. "... Ah, Miss Tia? You finally want to go from there Out?"
"Ma ... Ma ... Mr. McLean, I ... that ... good afternoon."
When Tia appeared from that corner in Maca's sight, she was wearing a new set of women's robes. The long black hair was loosely wrapped around her shoulders, which added a touch to her ordinary looks.
It was just her timid look, but it didn't change much.
"Well, good afternoon." Maca smiled slightly, then turned to Lena. "Are there anyone in the family? Help me find it, and then bring it to the potion room-if no one is there, just Come on your own! I need a more careful potion helper ... "
"Ok."
Lena nodded slightly as usual, and responded obediently. But she was about to turn around, but she heard Tia's voice accidentally.
"Mr. McLean ... I ... may I ...?"
"Ok?"
Upon hearing that, Maca stopped and continued to move downstairs, standing on the steps and glancing at Tia.
"Oh ... is it? Of course ..." He thought for a moment, then nodded. "Lena, it doesn't look like ... Miss Tiya, come with me!"
After all, he stopped talking and took the lead to continue to the steps leading to the basement. When Tia saw this, she seemed to be slightly anxious and squeezed her hands, and followed them together.
After the renovation of the entire old Black mansion, it became brighter and warmer. Even the living room on the second floor, which has not been moved before, has now been completely cleaned up.
But in this basement, it was still dark and cold, only a bunch of faint blue flames twisting and jumping in the magic lampshade on the wall, exuding a cold light without a trace of temperature.
But this is a matter of course, because underneath Maca's remodeled potion preparation room and magic material storage room.
In order to eliminate all environmental disturbances as much as possible, UU reading book www.uukanshu.com not only has constant magic in the interior, but also the corridors and aisles will never be slack.
Maca walked quickly in front, her steps were steady and strong; but Tia, who was following him quickly, seemed to be deeply inconsistent with the environment here, and walked back to shrink, her lips clenched subconsciously. Already.
"Huh? Oh ... don't be afraid, it's okay." Maca heard the mess of footsteps behind her, "Yes, is Miss Tiya familiar with potions?"
"... It's okay, I can't learn any other subjects ... just potion ... it's quite interesting." Tia's footsteps paused, and then she caught up with Maca a few steps later.
"So ... oh, is it because of this that you want to see Professor Snape?"
As Maca spoke, she stopped at the last second door in the underground corridor, then took out her wand and lightly clicked on the door without the keyhole and handle.
With a soft bang, the door lintel suddenly twisted, then burst like a needle-punched soap bubble, and disappeared between the door frames.