Because something happened yesterday, Maka really didn't remember Charlotte for a while.
After all, whether it was Maka herself or Hogwarts as a whole, the matter of Halbo's remnant soul sneaking into the campus and possessing Harry was obviously much more important.
It wasn't until he was busy sorting out some information in the office at night that he went through the process of the Witte family coming to ask for people again in his mind.
As for Charlotte, Maka would definitely not let those so-called "family members" take her away casually, because he knew very well that this senior sister no longer had much affection for her family.
If there was anything else in that mansion that was worthy of her nostalgia, it would probably be her father, right
At least, no matter what, the fiancé that Maka has never met will definitely not be the reason for her to go home and accept her fate.
Therefore, as Maka, who had been taken care of by Charlotte after enrolling in school, she planned to be a good person to the end this time. After all, he was the one who brought him out in the first place, and now that he is confident, he has no reason to turn a blind eye to this senior sister's difficulties.
However, what Maka didn't expect was that Charlotte's nominal fiancé would arrive so quickly!
"There seems to be something wrong?"
Maka stood by the window of the office, his gaze staying in the direction of the school gate. There were more "guests" than yesterday, which made him frown and think secretly.
The person who can marry into the Witte family is definitely not an ordinary family. Judging from what Maka heard when she tried to take Charlotte away, the other party's background was at least comparable to Charlotte's family.
And it is such a force that should not be underestimated. He did not make a fuss when he just lost his engagement, but now he shows such eagerness that he can't wait for even one night. The reason was that it was hard for Maka not to care.
"The one standing in front should be Charlotte's fiancé?"
He watched the situation over there from a distance. Looking over here, without using magic, he could only get a general view.
"Professor Flitwick, did they say anything else today?"
"Well, actually I didn't say much," the little Flitwick standing behind Maka said sharply, "The young master of the Augustine family just said that he wanted to see Miss Witte and would not go back if he didn't see her... "
"Augustin?"
Maka recalled it for a while, and quickly found a little information about that family from some miscellaneous reading memories.
The modern information on this kind of ancient wizard family is almost zero. If you want to guess what kind of family they are, you have to look for it from some ancient records.
This must be very difficult for ordinary wizards today, but for Maka, who had read and borrowed many ancient books in Rowena's secret room, there were not so many obstacles.
"Oh," he suddenly said, "should he be the descendant of Aurelius Augustine who used 'theology' to fool Muggles, right?"
It is different from the typical way of starting out as an ancient wizard who "thrives on magical achievements" like the Witte family;
The Augustine family relied on conveying "philosophical" and "aesthetic" ideas to Muggles, and incidentally used "theology" to close the distance between Muggles and themselves.
Judging from the results of accumulating wealth, Aurelius Augustine's approach was obviously successful.
Unfortunately, the changes of the times will always cause unforeseen changes in many situations. What a family like Augustine fears most is the complete isolation of wizards and Muggles. In this way...
Maka thought about the situation she had surmised for a while, and suddenly felt that she had captured something.
Could it be that...the Augustine family plans to completely rely on the Werther family for marriage
It is conceivable that a once glorious family, although it had to suffer huge losses due to the general trend, was unwilling to disclose the growing emptiness within because of its former glory.
Whether wizards or Muggles, countless forces in history have had this tendency to "deceive themselves and others." There are even some families who are unwilling to admit their own weakness, and still try to maintain their "surface appearance" before they are on the verge of collapse.
Thinking of this, Maka couldn't help but nodded slightly - the possibility of her guess was indeed not low.
However, although Maka's conjecture was accurate enough, due to the lack of some crucial information, his inference ultimately deviated from the truth hidden behind the matter.
"Professor, where is Charlotte right now?"
Looking at Professor McGonagall who was dealing with "visitors" at the school gate, Maka asked again.
"Oh, Minerva said she was busy a little late at the Hog's Head yesterday, and she's probably still sleeping in her room right now, right?"
When Maka heard this, she nodded with understanding and said: "It seems that Professor McGonagall didn't have time to tell her this... Well, anyway, I'll go see her first! Professor Flitwick, please tell McGonagall. Just tell the professor that Senior Charlotte and I will be there in a moment."
"Ah, okay."
Watching Flitwick leave the office in a hurry, Maka looked back and glanced out the window - the weather was still not very good today. It had just arrived in the morning, and the dense clouds had already completely blocked the sunlight in the sky.
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"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
As a magic school, Hogwarts does not have many students and few faculty members. If we say that the most common rooms in this school are probably those empty rooms that the house elves clean every day, but most of them are unused.
The eldest lady, Charlotte Waite, who escaped from the family, lived in an empty room that was originally intended to be used as a professor's office.
Speaking of which, it seems like Maka hasn't been here since Charlotte returned to Hogwarts.
After knocking on the door several times, he finally heard some movement inside. However, perhaps because this is a school, the beauty who is always careless is still very careful.
When the door opened, Maka saw a fully dressed Miss Werther, not the pajamas version of Charlotte she had seen in the Muggle apartment.
It's a pity that those sleepy eyes couldn't fool Maka - this beauty was obviously sleeping in bed just now!
"Maka?"
Charlotte blinked her eyes, which were still a little sour, and gave her a confused look.
Today is Sunday, and the slow pace of weekend life has made Charlotte accustomed to sleeping a little longer on the last morning of the week to soothe her skin that has become a little dry due to working every day.
Women should take good care of their appearance, especially beautiful women, who will naturally be more vigilant in the face of future aging.
But she also knew that Maka seemed to be busy every day. In addition to eating, lecturing and sleeping, there are many other things to do. This is the first time I have come to my room so early in the morning!
"Well, good morning!" Maka shrugged, "I heard that you came back a little late yesterday, so you are still catching up on sleep?"
"Oh, you can say that..." Charlotte nodded, "What's the matter, little brother? You are a busy person, how can you have time to hang out at my sister's place? There must be something going on, right?"
Maka smiled habitually when she heard this. His senior sister is still like this. She always makes people feel light and energetic when she speaks, as if there is no need to worry about anything in the world.
Although he and Luna are completely different types, these two completely different personalities can make people feel that they have the same purpose.
To be honest, Maka really didn't want to disturb this rare relaxing atmosphere with the bad things outside.
"There is indeed something wrong," he shook his head and said, "However, it is somewhat inappropriate to say it standing at the door... Do you mind if I go in and talk to you?"
"Oh, of course, no problem," Charlotte said with a smile, "Then please come in! Hey, there is nothing shameful in my sister's room!"
Seeing Charlotte take a half step back, Maka curled her lips noncommittally and walked in unceremoniously.
"Well?"
As soon as she entered, Maka felt a strong sense of déjà vu.
The tightly drawn curtains, simple furniture and an antique oil lamp were exactly the same as the old apartment Charlotte lived in at that time, except that there was not much moisture here and there were no cracks in the walls.
"Uh, senior sister, are you doing this out of nostalgia?" Maka asked in surprise.
"Humph, can't you?"
Charlotte said, she suddenly raised her hand, but then she just patted Maka on the shoulder.
"Sit down! At least there are two chairs here now, and the bed is in the back room... Well, do you want something to drink? Although I only have boiled water here."
Are you going to stop slapping me on the back... That's fine. In this way, today's affairs will be handled with less scruples.
"No, don't be busy," Maka sat down on the round stool beside the table and sighed, "You should sit down too! In order to prevent Professor McGonagall from wasting too much time, I won't do anything here. He said it slowly..."
Seeing that Maka's expression suddenly became more serious, Charlotte also keenly smelled something in it. Although she still doesn't know what exactly happened, it will eventually be related to herself, but she has no chance of running away.
"Say it!"
She sat down on the other side of the small wooden table, choosing to listen rather than ask.
"That's right," Maka chose her words first, and then said, "Yesterday morning, someone came to your family and said they wanted to take you back to the family."
"Their reason was the past engagement."
No matter how far Maka could stretch his hand, he would be careful not to overreach when it came to his friends' personal matters.
Therefore, even if he clearly knew Charlotte's decision, he had to give the other party the right to choose first. Otherwise, he would be sorry for Charlotte's slap on his back just now.
"And today," Maka continued, "to be precise, it's now - Augustine has arrived."