"There's nothing I can do about it."
In the underground potion preparation room of Black's old house, Hermione stared at the rune array left by Maka for a long time, but in the end she turned around and shook her head.
"As Professor Snape just said, the characters used here should be ancient Phoenician characters, and they are also a very special variant - as far as the current research on ancient magic literature is concerned, the Phoenician characters It should have no magical effect, but the variant inside is a real magic text!"
"Of course, the most difficult thing about this array is probably another magic text that serves as the foundation of its structure... To be honest, I have never seen such... such a wonderful magic text. Just looking at it like this They, it's like I can hear them talking to me..."
A true scholar is always fascinated by the mysteries of knowledge. Just like Hermione now, after seeing Maka's research results on ancient magical literature, her mood is simply self-evident.
Of course, while she was deeply shocked by this rune formation, Maka's disappearance still affected her heart. This made her quickly put aside the emotion in her heart and worry about Maka's whereabouts.
"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you here."
"It's okay," Lupine immediately stepped forward to comfort him, "At least you can identify two kinds of runes. Professor Flitwick and I can only stand here stupidly -"
"There's no time for you to laugh at yourself and be depressed," Snape suddenly interrupted, "Although I still don't think anything big will happen to Maka, you still have to do what needs to be done."
With Snape's usual behavior, it was natural that he would not see them dithering here. After saying this, he naturally began to assign what to do next.
"Granger, this is where you have the most in-depth research on Maka's magic literature. You can stay here and continue to study to see if you can get that thing out; Professor Flitwick, please talk to Hagrid." Go help Shacklebolt and the others search for other clues; as for Lupin, take me to the scene to have a look..."
Having said this, he paused for a moment and said at the end as he walked out:
"It's very likely that we won't gain anything tonight. We'll come back tomorrow night... Be prepared to use potions instead of sleep for the time being."
Seeing Snape minding his own business and walking out of the preparation room door, Lupine and Flitwick looked at each other and shook their heads.
"He is indeed very capable," the former muttered in a low voice, "but the way he always bosses around with a cold face really makes people dislike him."
Flitwick was thinking about what to say when he suddenly heard Snape's voice coming from the corridor outside.
"Lupin, stop dawdling and come out quickly! I still have classes to attend tomorrow—"
"If Sirius were here, we would probably have to fight!" Lupine shrugged, and then said, "Come on, come on..."
…
To be honest, Maka could actually guess the general situation at Blake's old house.
Because I have always left a relatively calm impression on everyone, and whether that calmness is real or pretended, it will prevent everyone from being too nervous in this situation.
But this time, even he didn't expect that Snape would actually go to the old house together, which suddenly accelerated the entire search pace.
Of course, for now, this doesn't seem to have any impact on him.
"Is the key to the abnormal flow of magic in space... right here?"
After more than a day and night of speculation and perception, Maka followed the magic flow in the air and gradually came to this place.
And coincidentally, this was actually the place where he had settled at the beginning - inside the clock chamber of London's Big Ben.
Looking at the combination of a large number of gears, weights and long poles that were also only in black, white and gray colors, Maka stared silently for a while, but then shook her head.
Yes, the abnormal flow of magic power does seem to be the most intense here, but it is only slightly different from outside. But some of the special magical objects he originally expected didn't seem to exist at all.
This is a typical Gothic building of the Victorian period. Including the clock itself, the whole thing embodies the beauty of complexity, exquisiteness and accuracy. It is one of the outstanding works in the history of Muggle architecture.
However, this seems to be the only thing he can find from this bell tower.
"What's the problem?"
Suddenly looking back, the clock face made of 312 pieces of white glass shone with a faint light, reflecting on Maca's gray face.
At this moment, the windbreaker wizard who happened to be walking on the street outside Big Ben suddenly raised his head. While looking at the huge bell tower from a distance, a pair of bright eyes under the brim revealed complicated emotions.
Big Ben is over 300 feet tall. At such a long distance, even Maka wouldn't notice that she was actually looking at each other through a layer of opaque glass with another pair of eyes.
Similarly, the windbreaker wizard under the bell tower didn't know that Maka was actually on the other side of the dial that he was watching from a distance at this moment.
But the two people's ideas are almost the same.
"What is Haierbo's intention in creating this black and white space?"
After quietly looking up for a while, the windbreaker wizard turned around again and continued walking along the street. As he walked, the thoughts in his mind continued to change.
Not long after, the lonely figure walking on the street shrank little by little as it went away, until it disappeared into the distance of the road.
…
On the other side, Hermione, who had been thinking about it all night under the old Black mansion, finally reluctantly threw the manuscript paper aside.
To be honest, the Black family is indeed a pure-blood wizard family that has lasted for many generations. The amount of books here alone cannot be underestimated.
Here, Hermione found some documents related to Phoenician characters, including translation records left by wizards hundreds of years ago.
However, after all, it still does not break away from the category of ordinary Phoenician letters, and it is of little help to the study of the Phoenician magic script used in the runic array of Maca.
Throughout the night, although Hermione had gained something, it could only be regarded as better than nothing.
"Hermione, it's almost dawn, you'd better go back to Hogwarts first! If you go back at this time, you should be able to sleep a little longer..."
Suddenly, Lupine's voice sounded from behind.
Hermione looked at the scattered papers on the table, then looked back at Lupin, and nodded silently.
She really wanted to work hard, but she also knew that what was before her could not be accomplished by hard work alone.
What's more, she really should go back - Harry and the others don't know this yet!
"Lupin, I can come over tomorrow... oh, I mean, you can come over tonight, right?" Hermione said softly, "You know, I want to try again - I remember there was something like this in Maka's office Some magic text information."
"Really?" Lu Ping thought for a while and said, "It should be fine, but you have to remember to take some time to rest. After all, just using sober potions and other magical potions will do no good."
"Well, I understand."
Not long after, Lupine sent her back to Hogwarts. After watching her go in, he left alone again. And until now, the sky has not really brightened yet.
It's obviously not a big deal for them to stay up late or something like that, and for Lu Ping, it's even more commonplace. But when Hermione was still growing, she was not as heartless as Snape, and Lupine felt that he could still be a good father.
Probably because my relationship with Tonks has been getting better and better recently! This guy finally began to secretly consider how many children he should have in the future...
Hermione, on the other hand, returned to the dormitory after studying ancient magic texts all night. Although she had already felt tired, she still did not feel sleepy at all.
Waiting until daybreak outside the window, she couldn't lie down anymore, so she got out of bed, got dressed, and rushed towards the stairs of the boys' dormitory.
"Bang!"
"Get up! Harry, Ron, Neville... get up quickly!"
Breaking into the boys' dormitory was the privilege of ladies, and for Hermione, it was quite common to drag Harry and the others out of bed early in the morning.
"I have something to tell you, please hurry up... Ah! Ron, you..."
He didn't know that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen. Harry, who was still in a daze with his eyes closed, heard Hermione suddenly let out a low cry.
"Anyway, get your clothes on and come to the common room!"
"boom!"
After the sound of the door being forcefully closed, Harry struggled to open his eyelids and looked up at the bed opposite.
Immediately he saw Ron hugging his body pitifully, and his quilt had already been pushed to the floor aside.
"Fortunately, it was your quilt that she pulled off first," Harry said. "Ron, why are you sleeping naked?"
"Why are you naked! I'm still wearing underwear, okay!" Ron defended himself immediately, and then said, "Isn't it because the weather is getting warmer..."
"Hey," Harry curled his lips and said, "Just wait to receive Hermione's cold face in the next few days! It will be much colder than the weather!"
About an hour later, Harry and others, who had heard from Hermione about her experience last night, also walked to the auditorium with other students.
Harry's gloating about Ron's misfortune in the morning was completely covered up by his worries, and he no longer had the intention to laugh at Ron.
But just as they passed through the foyer and walked into the side door of the auditorium, Luna, who had arrived earlier than them, suddenly raised her head from the Ravenclaw table and looked at Harry and the others. Zhang had a slightly dull face.