When the house elves living in the kitchen of Hogwarts met the elves of Old Lark's lineage who were allied with freedom, Maka thought they would at least argue for a while.
But in fact, the scene when these two groups of elves met for the first time seemed extremely peaceful.
The house elves kept to themselves, and after politely greeting Old Luck and the other elves, they continued to be busy preparing dinner. As for Lao Lak's performance, they were even more indifferent than the house elves.
"... They have masters, and we have freedom, don't we?" Old Luck looked at the house elves walking back and forth on the stove and said calmly, "As long as there is a purpose, an agreement, and a job to do, the elves There won’t be any problems.”
Of course, Maka couldn't understand this concept of life that was completely different from humans, but he couldn't completely deny it all because of this.
At first, many people thought that the reason why the house elves served the wizards was that they were defeated and captured, but now he learned about another possibility from Lao Lark. Therefore, no matter how unreasonable the facts in front of you are, there will still be a certain reason behind them.
Of course, Hermione will definitely still work tirelessly for the rights and consciousness of the house elves, and Macca will still help more or less when he can.
Sometimes, what the truth is is actually not that important. Because every time we make a choice that we think is right, who knows if it’s just our own wishful thinking
Of course you will regret if you make a mistake, but what makes you most regretful is usually "not doing it".
Just like Maka now, when he watched the two groups of elves doing their own thing, they didn't say much to each other at all. To be honest, he did feel that this was a bit silly, but that would be much better than regretting that he didn't bring them here in the future.
"Then, let's go!" Maka waved and said, "I have to show you where you live, and then assign you tasks... Come with me!"
After Maka led them out of the door again, the house elves in the kitchen began to chatter in low voices.
"Look at those scary little elves—they're wearing clothes! It's so scary!"
"No! Where did Mr. MacLean find them?"
"Hush - don't mutter, we just have to work hard and don't worry about them. Oh! Idle elves, they are so pitiful... but don't get close to them."
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After settling all the elves like Lao Lak, Maka finally returned to her office.
To be honest, this school year has not yet ended, but he has encountered so many things that he feels a little numb.
Originally Voldemort was messing around in the British wizarding world, but after some twists and turns, he finally had the ability to firmly suppress the opponent. But now, there is another Greenwald coming out to cause trouble.
The two generations of Dark Lords didn't talk about first come, first served, they rushed in front of him and blocked his way, so that he didn't even have the right to choose to avoid.
However, although these two top dark wizards from different eras have already stood on opposite sides of Hogwarts, their concepts are indeed very different. Judging from the clues obtained so far, it seems that they did not come together, but chose to go their own separate directions.
This can barely be considered a blessing in misfortune.
Christmas is approaching, and Professor McGonagall has already announced the date of Dumbledore's public funeral. It is conceivable that during the period before the funeral was officially held, although there must still be undercurrents, it would definitely be calm on the surface.
In other words, during the first half of the Christmas holiday, Maka can finally take a break.
After packing up some necessary items he left in the office, he sat behind his desk and flipped through his notes for a while, then walked slowly out.
There was still snow falling outside, but the wind was no longer so strong. The snowflakes were light and erratic, falling on the snow on the lawn with a bit of coldness, doing their insignificant part to build up the whiteness.
Looking up, the vestibule of Hogwarts is white, almost the same color as the rolling mountains outside and the clouds in the sky, making even the sense of distance seem a bit blurry.
Most of the students had already signed the list to go home for Christmas. When Maka stood on the steps in front of the door, the little wizards passing by mostly said "Merry Christmas" to him, and then The group walked together towards the carriage parked on the side of the vestibule.
Maka looked at their figures and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for herself.
Rather than being a professor who fights for his students, he actually hopes to be a student who only needs to immerse himself in study and life. But his student days seemed to have ended too early.
Shaking her head slightly, Maka put these insignificant emotions behind her and walked out of the school gate crunching on the snow.
Not long after, the space somewhere on the deserted street in front of Grimmauld Place suddenly became distorted, and Maka's figure quietly appeared there.
He opened the hidden old Black house, opened the door and stepped in leisurely.
Mrs. Weasley seemed to have gone back, at least Maka didn't hear her usual loud yelling. Therefore, the portrait of Sirius' mother was still covered by the curtain, and no sharp and high-pitched curses were uttered.
There are more people here, but there are less people here, but overall, it has indeed become a little deserted.
Maka had just stepped through the foyer on the thick carpet. Before she could figure out where to go, she saw a small figure sitting on the steps of the stairs.
"Isla?"
The carpet eliminated the sound of Maca's already light footsteps, so that until he spoke, Isla, who was alone in a daze, barely noticed his arrival.
"Maka!"
The little girl stood up suddenly, then hurried to Maka and grabbed the sleeve of his robe.
"You came."
Maka touched her hair gently, a slight smile appeared on her face.
He still liked this child quite a bit. At least Isla was different from those children in the same situation. She still did not give up hope in despair. And strong children will always make people feel good.
Under Isla's clear gaze, Maka knelt down and took a good look at her.
"You're still so thin, are you eating well?"
Isla nodded timidly, the excitement she felt when she first saw Maka gradually faded away, and the accustomed silence returned to her again.
Maka didn't pay attention, because the other children were definitely more silent than Isla - he could easily guess that without even looking.
For these children, it takes time to slowly settle back into a normal personality.
Just when Maka was about to try to say a few words to Isla, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, regular and light, and it was probably Lena.
Sure enough, as soon as Maka raised her head, she caught a glimpse of that familiar figure through the gap between the stair railings.
"How are you doing?"
Although his connection with the old Blake house has never been interrupted, and he understands most of the situations here, after all, it is impossible to write down all the trivial details of life in a coded report and convey it to him. .
As one of the actual leaders of the Order of the Phoenix, Maka felt that it was necessary to understand everyone's lives.
Lena is still so serious.
However, she saw that after hearing Maka's inquiry, she did not answer immediately. Instead, she waited until she stood properly in front of Maka, and then calmly responded to Maka's previous inquiry accurately and concisely.
"Living here is very comfortable and safe. Although Leni always says she is bored and wants to go out for a walk, she actually doesn't really hate it here. Mrs. Weasley is very good to us, and so is Leni. like her… "
Although Maka was asking her, nine out of ten sentences he heard from her were about her sister. For this werewolf girl whose head was full of her sister, Maka was at her wits end.
"I already know about Leni's situation," Maka nodded, "So, what about yourself?"
"Me?" Lena seemed to have never realized what she was thinking. After Maka asked, she thought about it for a moment, "... I am very happy to be in the kitchen every day."
"Okay!" Maka shrugged, gave up asking further, and asked instead, "Where is Sirius? His body should have almost recovered, right? Where is he now?"
"He went to the street to buy Christmas gifts. He will probably come back at night." Lena replied.
"Where's Lupin?"
Maka nodded and continued to ask, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Lupine and Tonks appeared at the door of the reception room together.
"Here it is!" Lupine said loudly, "Merry Christmas, Maka!"
"Yes! Merry Christmas!" Tonks also greeted, "Are you the only one? Didn't you bring anyone else here this time?"
"It's Christmas, and everyone should go home to reunite. How can we find time to come here!" Maka said with a smile, "I think it would be better if there is no one here, that would be great!"
Maka's casual and joking words couldn't help but evoke emotions in everyone's hearts.
If there is no one here, there are only two possibilities. Either the world is at peace, or their faith is completely shattered.
As of now, the possibility of achieving the goal is still quite high.
"I hope so!" said Lupine, "This is my Christmas wish this year!"
Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but smile knowingly. Maka waved her hand, and a Christmas tree decorated with magic lights appeared in the foyer. The lights and lights on and off gave the room a warm atmosphere.
"Then let's have a relaxing Christmas first!"
Maka's words made everyone present feel a warmth in their hearts.