"Miss Parkinson, can I ask you a question?"
"Ah! Of course—Professor MacLean, please feel free to ask, and I will tell you whatever I know."
Although it was unclear why Maka was so serious all of a sudden, Pansy didn't hesitate much and said that she knew everything.
However, Maka's expression still showed a sense of heaviness and helplessness.
"Okay, then please tell me... why did you use 'her' when you mentioned your mother's potion master friend to Martin?"
"Uh... because she is indeed a lady?" Pansy was talking, suddenly stunned, and then said with some understanding, "Professor MacLean, are you planning to-"
"Stop! Don't say any more!"
Maka suddenly raised her hand and stopped her decisively:
"Let me think about who should accompany you there... Well, let me think about it..."
In fact, the answer is already obvious. If he doesn't go himself, it seems that he can only ask the windbreaker wizard. Precisely because the other party has never revealed her true appearance, as long as she changes her clothes and changes her voice, no one will find out that she is actually the mysterious witch who has been following Maka these days.
Of course, this must be done with her consent.
"Anyway, come to the kitchen with me! I have a good candidate - if she can agree to help, it won't be much different than me going."
As for the ability of the windbreaker wizard, Maka is undoubtedly quite certain, and is even not inferior to him in some aspects.
When Maka and Pansy returned to the outside of the kitchen, everyone was happily eating a soft-clawed land shrimp. Obviously, these friends have completely adapted to some psychological discomfort, and happily tasted the strange food carefully cooked by Maka.
"Don't worry, you continue to eat! Miss Parkinson has something else to do, so you don't have to leave it for her." Maka waved her hand and then said to the windbreaker wizard sitting in the back, "I want to ask you to One thing—can you go out with Miss Parkinson?"
"What's up?"
When the windbreaker wizard heard this, he was slightly startled. Then he quickly put down the food in his hands and walked towards the door while wiping his hands.
Maka immediately explained to her:
"Remember the Martin I mentioned? The one who called himself Helbo's apprentice... Something happened to his companion, and he needed a therapist or a potion master to treat him, and... Because Miss Parkinson suggested that he could find one Somebody's best friend of her mother's, so I thought it would be best if it was a woman."
"Just therapy?"
The windbreaker wizard nodded slightly, but did not agree immediately.
In fact, because she seemed to be worried about something in the past few days, Maka didn't know whether she would accept it this time.
And if she refuses, Maka will probably have no choice but to go for a trip by himself - even if he really doesn't want to disguise himself as a witch and go out to meet people.
That kind of subtle feeling makes me feel awkward just thinking about it!
Fortunately, Maka didn't expect that the other party didn't hesitate for long, and soon he accepted Maka's request as if he had realized something.
"I see."
The windbreaker wizard agreed first, and then subconsciously asked:
"If I remember correctly... Mr. Maclean, that friend of Martin's has been imprisoned in the dungeons of the Ministry of Magic recently, right?"
"As expected, have you noticed it too?" Maka nodded slightly, "Of course you have thought of it, so I won't say more about this part... Remember to pay more attention after you go there to see if it is related to that matter. .”
Listening to the conversation between Maka and the windbreaker wizard, Pansy couldn't help but feel confused. In fact, she was not the only one, including Hermione and others sitting at the dining table, who were also confused.
Apparently, this is something only Maka and the windbreaker wizard know about
However, just when Hermione and the others were silently expecting Pansy, the person involved, to ask on their behalf, Pansy, who was slightly puzzled, had no intention of asking at all.
It must be said that Pansy and Hermione are different from each other. They are always Slytherins. When facing Maka, she has always been habitually maintaining a sense of proportion to avoid annoying the other party by asking for details.
Because she now roughly understands that if Maka is willing to say something, she will naturally remember to tell her. And if the other party doesn't think it's necessary to say it, then it might not make much sense for her to ask.
"Then... Professor MacLean, are we leaving now?"
"Well, okay!" Maka nodded towards Pansy, "After this matter is over, I think you can follow Martin to learn more about Haierbo... Remember not to be too nervous, because I want to , it’s probably not possible for you to meet Haierbo directly yet!”
Having said this, he turned to the windbreaker wizard again and said:
"I'll trouble you to take a trip this time."
"No, it's nothing."
The other party shook his head slowly, then decisively turned around and followed Pansy's footsteps. As she walked toward the door, she whispered to Pansy that she needed to change her clothes.
But just when she reached the kitchen door and was about to take a step out, she suddenly looked back.
At the moment, Maka has turned to talk to Hermione and the others, seeming to let them do their own thing in peace, not to hear anything and want to understand it, or even participate in it.
The windbreaker wizard looked at Maka's back inexplicably a few more times, with a hint of complexity in his eyes, as if he had a lot to say, but couldn't say it out at all.
When Maka seemed to realize something and turned around to look again, she only saw the corner of the windbreaker disappearing briefly at the doorway.
"Um?"
In the magic induction, he could naturally detect that the other party stayed at the door for a moment, but the fluctuation of magic power did not tell him the reason for the other party's pause.
Shaking her head slightly, Maka stopped thinking about it and concentrated on dealing with the delicious lunch in front of her with Hermione, Luna and other friends.
…
"Ms. Parkinson, please wait here for a moment while I go change my clothes."
Near the corridor leading to the auxiliary castle behind the castle foyer, the windbreaker wizard asked Pansy to wait where she was, and then she left temporarily.
However, Pansy felt that she couldn't just stand there now. Because whenever she stopped like this, she would feel a little inexplicably flustered.
Now, after a lot of hard work, I finally gained some of Martin's trust. However, as she got deeper and deeper with Martin, her uneasiness gradually increased.
Just like what Maka said just now, it seems that he will soon be able to get in touch with things about the ancient dark wizard.
What should be done? Can I do it myself? What should I do if the other party discovers it
When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a little scared - to be honest, her life was still very long, and she didn't want to die at all!
"Oh! Stop spinning around there, I'm a little dizzy!"
Suddenly, in a portrait hanging on the wall of the corridor, the old witch said something, which suddenly startled Pansy.
"I'm sorry...for disturbing your lunch break, Ms. Dormer."
Pansy apologized quickly, then turned around and walked near a landscape painting and continued pacing in place.
She knew that these were always the things she had to do. Instead of worrying here alone, it is better to adjust your mood and face the challenge in a more relaxed state.
But unfortunately, a person's mood is not so easy to adjust.
"Ms. Parkinson, we can go."
Pansy was stunned when she heard the sound.
She knew that the only one who could say this was the mysterious windbreaker wizard. But the voice that sounded from behind her now no longer had the hoarseness and harshness before, but instead became surprisingly pleasant.
Is it because of the huge contrast with the previous sound
Although everyone actually knows that that scary voice is just a small disguise of the other party, but her real voice is too nice, right
However, the moment Pansy put aside her inner troubles and looked back with the idea of finally seeing her true face, she was still disappointed.
The other party did change his windbreaker and wide-brimmed hat, but his current outfit was no better than before. Especially the hood on the robe completely covered the other person's face in shadow, making her appearance even more unclear.
"This..." Pansy said hesitantly, "Will it make Martin doubt your identity?"
Unexpectedly, the other party immediately shook his head and said casually:
"Don't worry, I can take off the hood if necessary... Of course, if you can't hide it with magic, it's best not to use it, so if you can just get away with it... I won't take it off."
"okay!"
After Pansy heard this, she had no choice but to stop worrying about these and said instead:
"Then please! I'll trouble you this time... Martin and Muriel are waiting in the black market now, and... he only allows me and the potion master to go there. However, he also knows that it is not easy to invite the magician. Pharmacist, so he specifically pointed out that he would be paid generously..."
Pansy walked beside the other person, taking advantage of the time away from the school to carefully tell the other person the situation, so that he could answer all questions and avoid revealing the truth.
Not long after, after the two of them walked out of the gate of Hogwarts, following two different degrees of space distortion, they both moved to a certain bank of the Thames River in London.
However, just when Pansy was about to walk towards the entrance of the new black market opened by the Dark Spirit Pavilion goblin, she suddenly felt the sleeve of her robe being pulled.
"Miss Parkinson, please wait."