"Go to Lucius's house to discuss the neutrality covenant?"
A group of pure-blood families who have always stood around and dared not take sides suddenly went to discuss the possibility of neutrality with the Malfoy family who had already made their stance clear
In the eyes of ordinary wizards, this is like a Quidditch fan in England suddenly going to watch a football match in Scotland. No matter how you think about it, you will always feel that there is a malicious feeling.
But actually thinking about it on the other hand, their actions may not necessarily be a provocation.
"Yes! Although in the end it was only a preliminary conclusion - I think today or tomorrow, Lucius will come to ask for your opinion."
Sirius nodded and then asked:
"What do you think?"
"Well... I don't really care..."
As Maka spoke, she turned around, letting the pot of water that was boiling on the iron frame of the fireplace fly up, and filled the teapot on the side with water.
"Although this is somewhat intransigent, it is at least a way of submissiveness... Let them go! We still have a lot of things to do here, and it is enough if they don't show up to cause trouble."
"Our family will definitely support you anyway!" Ron said from behind, patting his chest.
"Oh, thank you!"
Even if they are called "pure-blood traitors" by other families, the Weasley family is still a pure-blood family, and the fact will not change. Not to mention, the current Weasley family has a completely different status in the eyes of other pure-blood families than in the past because of their close relationship with Maka.
Therefore, just as Sirius said - the Ron family will probably eventually be invited to attend the meeting by those pure bloods.
Even, for similar reasons, even if Neville is the only wizard left in the Longbottom family who can speak, he will probably still not be able to escape the fate of being invited to make up the number.
"Okay, I know this... Is there anything else you want to tell me next?"
When Sirius heard this, he spread his hands and smiled and said:
"No, that's it...ah! I know lunch time is coming, but don't call me - as I said before, my stomach is full of tea now and I can't eat anything!"
"All right!"
Maka shrugged and began to hand out teacups to several friends.
"After drinking this cup of tea, let's go to the Great Hall... I originally wanted you to try my cooking! Since the remaining house elves in the school left temporarily last night, I will cook today!"
…
To be honest, as a Hufflepuff, Maka is really good at eating.
Although he has never been picky about food, he can basically accept all the delicious and not delicious food. But he can also taste the delicious things.
But compared with his eating ability, his cooking skills are somewhat inferior. The food he made was edible, and there were occasional surprises, but overall it was not unforgettably delicious.
But it must be said that real food sometimes has nothing to do with how it tastes.
At this moment, Pansy had just put down the bowl and spoon in her hand. The mellow taste remaining between her lips and teeth and the warmth in her belly made her feel a little more complicated.
In fact, Martin's large pot of cream stew was actually quite average, with an ordinary home-cooked flavor. And the corn crisps that are eaten together are even more bland and hard, with a crunchy sound when chewed.
This cooking skill is obviously much better than Hagrid who can make rock cakes look like real rocks, but if you really want to say it, it can only be said to be average.
However, when Pansy watched the other party carefully feeding spoonfuls to Muriel's mouth, she seemed to feel an enviable warmth from this creamy stew.
"Muriel... look at me!"
"Um?"
Suddenly, Pansy heard Martin's words, which made her immediately and subconsciously look at the other man's face.
With just one look, she knew why Martin wanted Muriel to look at him—it was Legilimency, no doubt about it.
It can be seen that Martin is not good at Legilimency. When Muriel looked at him, it took a long time for some signs of being affected by the curse to appear.
It seemed that as long as Muriel showed any resistance, Martin might not be able to successfully cast the spell.
But whether it was out of subconscious trust or because Muriel was almost obedient at this moment, Martin's Legilimency spell worked.
And the moment the spell took effect, Martin felt his eyes suddenly darken... It was the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic! That dark and gloomy wizard dungeon deep underground.
In Muriel's memory, the dungeon didn't actually seem to be a very scary place. Martin could feel that even when she was locked up in a dark dungeon, Muriel's mood remained the same, without any surprise or fear.
Martin even discovered that after entering, Muriel would chat with the girl named Eluli from time to time, just like he usually did when he was with her in Knockturn Alley.
As mentioned before, although Muriel is always alone, it does not mean that she likes to be alone. I believe that if nothing happened to her father, she might be able to make many friends.
"Um?"
After realizing that Muriel was talking to Nailuli, Martin immediately shook his head.
"No, no... not this memory."
After concentrating for a moment, under his will, the scene in front of him immediately became distorted. And then, when the foggy memory image solidified again, the scene did not change.
It was still the same dark cell, almost nothing had changed, Muriel just had a different angle than before.
But in the next moment, from the dark corner opposite the cell, a shadow suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Muriel at an extremely fast speed.
In a moment of fright and mental resistance, in the blink of an eye, Muriel's memory picture fell into darkness.
"...Huh," after looking through his memories, Martin suddenly broke out of his state and breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that all?"
Obviously, he found nothing, and all his efforts were completely in vain.
"What exactly is that shadow?"
While Martin was thinking hard about what that thing was, he actually gained something from this Legilimency spell. At least now, he already knew that the dark shadow was probably still inside Muriel's body.
Martin, who suddenly realized this, immediately frowned, and felt even more anxious.
As far as he knew, there were some possessed spells or creatures in the magic world. Unfortunately, most of these spells and creatures are linked to black magic, and the level of danger is not low.
It can be said that no matter what it is that is possessing Muriel's body, Muriel is in urgent need of treatment!
But who should he go to to treat Muriel
"Parkinson, do you know where Muriel can get treatment?" Martin suddenly turned around and asked Pansy, who was sitting by the fireplace, "Of course, the prerequisite is that she won't go to the Ministry of Magic to report."
"This..." Pansy was stunned by his question, "A therapist who can keep secrets... Otherwise, you can take Miss Muriel to the magical world in other countries?"
When Martin heard this, he immediately shook his head.
"No, we can't leave now..."
He knew that if he stayed in the British magical community, the possibility of being noticed by Haierbo might not be too great. But if he leaves here... He still remembers that the teacher clearly mentioned that he was not allowed to go abroad at will under any circumstances.
"Can't leave?"
Pansy paused again. Although she was a little confused, Martin obviously didn't want to explain.
"Let me think about it...the therapist..."
This is undoubtedly a question that is not easy to find an answer to.
As far as Pansy knew, therapist was a profession with not many employed people. Due to the difficulty of the NEWTs exam in Potions and the fact that there are not many magic hospitals, although the salary of this profession is not low, it is not very popular overall.
And to be honest, since you have already passed the NEWTs test of potions, why not just become a potion master? Not only does the prospect have great prospects, but the money comes in quickly, and even if the level is not high, it is definitely easier to find a job than a therapist.
So, finding a therapist in private practice is no easy task.
"If I were just an ordinary potion master... would that be okay?"
After thinking about it again and again, Pansy finally thought of a potion master she knew through her parents in the past. The other party is also from the Slytherin House of Hogwarts, and his level is actually pretty good. The most important thing is that the other party should be able to meet Martin's "confidentiality" requirement.
"A potion master?"
Martin lowered his head to look at Muriel on the bed. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Muriel herself was an excellent potion master, but now something happened, she had to find another potion master to help her prepare potions for treatment. This feeling really makes people feel a little sad.
It's a pity that Martin himself has never been good at potions. Otherwise, he might not have had to borrow the help of others to treat Muriel.
"Okay! Where is that man? Are you sure he can keep a secret?"
"That's a friend of my mother's who was also a classmate of Hogwarts in the past. He currently lives near our home." Pansy whispered, "As for whether it can be kept secret... To be honest, I can't guarantee you that. at this point."
Speaking of this, she paused for a moment before adding:
"Besides, it's not 'he'... it's 'she'."
"You go over and test it out first," Martin said decisively. "Since we can't guarantee it, we can't let Muriel go with us. If possible, it's best to bring her over - just you and her! Of course! … The rewards are great!”