Although the Flint family is still far from the end, Marx will not need to intervene in the follow-up. After the Ministry of Magic and Wizengamot took over, Mrs. Flint and her “no filial son” will have an indissoluble bond with the courtroom for some time to come.

However, the impact of Miss Parkson’s failed spying mission is still quietly continuing and spreading. Among them, there are some developments that Marx can guess, but there are also accidents that he has not known until now.

Of course, to talk about the developments in his mind, you have to mention Mr. Martin, who has been fairly bad luck so far.

On the day when Marx went to the Ministry of Magic to accept “Daily Prophet”, Martin met a dwarf behind him behind Herpo in the Sleeping Dragon Bar in the Black Market.

On the same day, the conversation between the two of them was not long, and it was definitely not a happy meeting. However, Martin, who has not contacted Herpo for some time, has learned the latest command of “Teacher” from the other side.

“Teacher, he…has it finally accelerated?”

In the deepest part of Knockturn Alley’s stinking room, Martin is staying in the potion preparation room where he used to sit with Muriel. I saw him looking at the special custom-made king cauldron in the middle, but only leaning against the wall, muttering in his mouth.

“It’s really exciting!”

To be honest, if it was before, Martin would be excited about Herpo’s latest instruction – since Teacher already has a more positive intention, that doesn’t mean that the time to really do the major event is coming. Yet?

But now, Martin doesn’t even think about taking the initiative to contact Herpo.

Because he knows that if this is connected to the Teacher, then maybe there will be no longer a long time to take care of the other. For now, he must also rescue Mulier from the Ministry of Magic dungeon.

To be honest, Martin is only happy that Herpo has never had too much attention to the apprentices he has received. As long as you don’t make some stupid things that disturb the Teacher’s plan, Martin will never contact the other person forever, and most will not be punished.

No, I am afraid that Herpo may not even think of him as an unremarkable guy.

Martin put aside some of the teacher’s speculations in his mind, and his thoughts quickly fell to Muriel, still in the Ministry of Magic.

After a while, I saw that he was so annoyed that he licked his forehead – he didn’t sleep for a few days. He was tired and only felt the scalp bursting into the wood, and closed his eyes slightly, but there was no drowsiness.

The full-scale martial law of the Ministry of Magic has made him almost desperate for infiltrate to save people.

The current Ministry of Magic, with Disillusionment Charm and Polyjuice Potion alone, has not been able to break through. The Auror, the alchemy props used for testing and the value-added patrols, will pull out the intent-intentioned visitors, and the magical ankles will be sent to the cell.

And all this situation is caused by Parkinson!

At this point, Martin’s thoughts are still in the expectation of Marx. At the moment, Martin is particularly annoyed at Pansy’s rescue of one, and has therefore cast a suspicion about the relationship between Pansy and Marx.

But in the end, suspicion is just a suspicion, Martin is not sure that this series of changes are driven by McLorne behind the scenes.

Or, his suspicion is more from the pain of not being able to save Muriel.

At a time when nothing was done, Martin thought about asking for Teacher Herpo, but it was clear that this was definitely a stupid idea.

I know that Teacher can’t help Martin, and after all, helpless, he still wrote a letter containing his last hope.

“I hope… that’s just my cranky thoughts.”

……

Martin’s last letter, the recipient is not someone else, but it was the Slytherin female child who once lost Martin’s trust, Miss Pansy Parkinson.

Is this what he believes in Pansy?

No, obviously not like this – it is not so much “trust” as it is a “gamble.” In the case that he could not convince himself to give up Muriel, he could only hope that his suspicion of Pansy was just a misjudgment based on anger.

Yes, in case Miss Parkinson is only able to rescue one person because of some unexpected factors? Or, in case the little congregation and Muriel are separated, Parkinson actually did not encounter the latter at all?

When a gambler gets into embarrassment, he tends to be lucky, even if he knows that the winner of the gambling is usually only a bookmaker.

On the other hand, the next day Pansy received the unsigned letter apparently from Martin. The female child who thought she had jumped out of the gambling was shocked.

“What, what?”

Pansy squeezed the letter paper tightly and his eyes widened.

“After that, he can still believe me… No, this must be a trap! He is going to lead me out, and then seek revenge for me!”

Pansy couldn’t help but feel nervous when he thought that his life was still in his hands.

If you stay at Hogwarts, you must be able to provoke the hidden dangers in the magic ceremony if you are so far apart, but once you get out of the other side, you can only let the other side squeeze.

Not long after, Marx’s door was ringing, and the rushing slamming sounds revealed the anxious moments of the visitors.

It can be accompanied by “awkward” a light sound, but the door is not the door in front of Pansy, but another room diagonally opposite the corridor.

“Looking for Mr. McLorne… Is there something urgent?”

The hoarse voice made Pansy behind the cold. She knew that it must have been the windbreaker wizard who was always behind McLorne, but she still felt a little shudder at this embarrassing voice.

But for now, it’s obviously not the time to care about the goose bumps on your body.

“Well… yes, can Professor McLorne go out today?”

“That’s right,” he listened to the windbreaker wizard standing at the door of her room, whispering slightly lower. “Mr. Mr. McLorne will leave alone for at least half a day every few days, without anyone…”

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her finger to the top and then continued:

“Right, if you have to find him in a hurry, I would suggest you to find his owl Marf. Mr. McLorne said that it usually does not leave the castle, and the Astronomical Tower may be able to see it. ”

“Oh, thank you! Thank you!”

Pansy continued to thank nodded, then left the fort, and ran towards the astronomical tower on the side of the main fort.

The next lesson is about to begin, but where does she have the time to take care of those!

……

As the windbreaker wizard said, Marx left Hogwarts Castle alone in a few days. But he didn’t run far, actually it was in the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Since several sinful items are stored here, he has to check every once in a while to make sure the seal is still in good condition.

In addition, his research on the monument of temptation is also a little deeper.

In order to truly solve the problem of Herpo, the exploration of the rule rune is indispensable. And the level 2 rule rune he currently has, in total, is the soul rune from the monument of enchantment.

Just as Marx was in the cave, he was buried in his new edition of The Book of Sin. A high-speed silhouette suddenly came from the observatory of Hogwarts Castle, passing straight over the Forbidden Forest and swooping down the canopy near the cave.

When the elf who had settled in the entrance of the cave saw it, many of them were shocked. If there was no elf elder old Lake, they would stop, and a messy elf bird fight would be inevitable.

“Go to work! Let’s open it… that’s McLorne’s pigeon! Hey-“

He was shouting, and suddenly he found that the silhouette of the sky had already rushed to him, causing him to rush to the ground so as not to be hit.

“嘎-“

Owl Marf stood on the stone platform in front of Lach, and the screaming screams seemed to be saying – it was not a damn pigeon, except for “gu gu 咕”, it was really screaming to scare the child!

“Oh,” Laugher made some tinnitus by the harsh call, and said after the licking of his ears. “Scorpio! The temper of this pigeon raised by McLorne is really bad… Come on, your master is inside!” ”

As he said, he climbed up and walked to the back of Dashimen. By the way, he also greeted Marf.

Don’t look at the language of the elves, the owl can guess what they are saying by instinct. When he saw that Lac was still stubbornly thinking that he was a pigeon, Marf flew directly to his wings and slammed into his ear.

“ao! Stay away from me… Hey! Look at me for a while and have to find your master to complain!”

The rest of the elves watched their own Elder and the big bird walking while they were walking, all the way to the depths of the territory, but they could only squint and send him away.

No way, the head there is a forbidden place. Except for the old Lac, there are things that can be entered. Other elves are not allowed to approach half a point.

“So, is that a pigeon?”

“How do I know! There were no pigeons on our island!”

For the situation that Marx’s majestic owl had encountered, Pansy at the top of the astronomical tower knew nothing about it. She only learned from the direction of Marf’s flight, Marx probably did not know what to do in Forbidden Forest.

Of course, these have nothing to do with her. What she is most concerned about at the moment is how to do it with Martin’s letter.

She stood in the wind of the tower and eagerly looked forward to Marx coming back soon.


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