In fact, Sirius should not have been seen in St. Mungo's these two days.
Due to Halper's recent disappearance, he has temporarily left with Lupine, who came to visit Kingsley, and is currently conducting a secret patrol in downtown London.
Therefore, when Maka found Sirius suddenly appearing from around the corner, he couldn't help but frowned - could something else happen? So fast
"What's wrong?"
Seeing him hurried over, Maka immediately waved to him.
"In this case—"
"Maka!" Hermione immediately pursed her lips and said.
She also seemed to realize that something might be going on, and she was a little unhappy with Maka's behavior in calling Sirius over. Obviously, no matter what accident happened, she also wanted to listen together.
However, when Sirius saw this, he immediately waved his hand quickly.
"No, no, it's not like that." He said repeatedly, "Nothing happened, just a few guests came to Hogwarts - I just received an owl from the school at the door, Professor McGonagall said to call you Go back."
"guest?"
Seeing Sirius looking at her, Maka immediately asked.
"Yes, guest." Sirius nodded, "The professor said you knew it - he is a guest from Chateau Blois in France."
"oh!"
After hearing this, Maka suddenly nodded her head. Unexpectedly, Sirius still seemed to have no intention of looking away, and kept staring at him, which made him a little concerned.
Are there any details that cannot be shared in front of everyone
"Okay, I understand... I'll be there right away."
After saying this, he suddenly realized something - the fresh cream that little Cathy had just wiped on his face was still hanging on his face!
"Hey! Why don't you remind me!"
Maka muttered depressedly, and raised her hand to wave, and the cream immediately melted and disappeared like snow.
Harry and others on the side immediately snickered and said:
"Don't we think you know it yourself!"
Even Sirius couldn't help but laugh with everyone until this point. Only Maka was wondering with some distress, was it the same face she used to face the mother and daughter in the ward just now
"I thought you were saving it for later..." Luna said with a look of regret.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
…
Recently, the snow has stopped falling.
But compared to London, where the snow had already been cleared away, Hogwarts was still completely white. Looking around, except for a few places that seem to have signs of melting snow, it is basically still a winter scene.
After lunch today, while Professor McGonagall was resting in the dining hall while waiting for the wizards who stayed behind in the school, Filch, the janitor, suddenly hurried in.
"Principal, principal! We have guests, from France, with many entourages... They look very impressive..."
Seeing Filch trotting towards him with a slightly hunched back and a hunched body, Mag responded softly, indicating that he had heard it.
Filch had also met the people from Beauxbatons in France, especially Madame Maxime's tall figure. There was no reason why he couldn't remember them.
Since it wasn't Beauxbatons who came, then who was the so-called "French guest"
"Filius, Pomona, come with me to take a look!"
From what Filch said, it seemed like there was quite a scene outside, so McGonagall simply called the two Headmasters Flitwick and Sprout together.
If the old man Slughorn wasn't here right now, he would definitely have called him too.
The three of them went out from the main entrance of the restaurant and walked all the way through the vestibule to the school gate. Only then did they realize that the "French guests" on this trip were actually the owner of Blois Castle and Willie, who was still on leave from school.
"Oh! Mr. Blois, welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall immediately opened the door and said with a smile, "Please come in, it's Filch who's rude - he didn't see you when you came. That’s why you’ve been waiting outside for so long.”
As the Blois family, which is almost the only one in the French magic world, Professor McGonagall will not neglect him.
Although when Mr. Blois sent Willy to Hogwarts, it was Dumbledore who handled the whole process, and she only watched from the sidelines.
"Oh, it's okay," Mr. Blois said calmly outside the school gate, "It's just a short wait, it's nothing... I was also worried that we came a little early and didn't disturb the professors. lunch time?"
"No, it's just the right time - we've just finished our meal and are resting!"
As Professor McGonagall said, she invited Mr. Blois to come into the vestibule.
When Flitwick went to entertain some of the family entourage brought by Mr. Blois, McGonagall smiled at Willy who was following him.
"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall." Willy nodded silently.
However, of course Mag didn't know the situation of Maka lifting the curse for Willy. So she didn't realize that Willy was still as expressionless as before, which was actually an unusual thing.
"Good afternoon, Mademoiselle Blois."
After saying hello to Willy, Mag turned to Mr. Blois and said:
"The suspension of school was due to Miss's physical condition, right? She seems to be in good spirits today. Has she recovered?"
After hearing this, Mr. Blois nodded slightly.
"Yes," he said, "Of course, we will have to talk about this in detail later... Specifically, it has to do with Professor Maka McClain of your school."
"Oh, is it so?"
When Professor McGonagall heard him mention Maca, he quickly guessed the context of the matter - Miss Willy Blois was also a student in the same class as Maca, so he probably went to France to help or something like that. !
Since Maka's ability to wander around the world is as good as Dumbledore's back then, if someone couldn't see him, he might have slipped away to the other side of the earth.
For Mag, to be honest, she was somewhat used to it.
"I'll go and notify McClane in a moment!" Mag said as he walked, "I believe you know the situation in London. It's the Christmas holiday recently, and McClane has been treating the injured at St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry..."
"is that so?"
Mr. Blois naturally knew about St. Mungo's, and he knew the situation of the disaster very clearly.
But these days, he only focused on spending time with his daughter, so the information about Maka's temporary appointment as a therapist at St. Mungo's is still gathering dust on his desk!
"Sorry, I've been busy these days. I didn't know that Mr. McClain was still treating the injured in the hospital himself..." He paused and said with a little hesitation, "Otherwise, we should go over there to find him, right?" Asking him to make a special trip here might delay him—"
"No, it's okay," Mag shook his head and said, "I know the situation on his side. St. Mungo's has almost returned to its previous state in the past few days, and most of the patients' injuries have been well controlled. .”
"Oh... I hope it won't disturb him," Blois said seriously. "In that case, Professor McGonagall, you can tell him. If something happens, you don't have to rush over -"
Speaking of this, he glanced towards the lakeside seemingly inadvertently, and there was a hint of emotion on his face.
"Speaking of which, is Professor Dumbledore's body placed there?" Blois said with deep emotion, "If you can, please take me there to have a look!"
When Hogwarts held Dumbledore's funeral, he was not present for some reason. Now that he was here again, he would not miss this opportunity to pay tribute to the great wizard.
Not to mention, the Blois family and Dumbledore still have some old ties.
"Of course, no problem, please go this way."
Not long after, Blois took Willie and followed McGonagall to the ice coffin that Maka had built for Dumbledore.
Through the perennial cold air, everyone could clearly see Dumbledore lying flat inside.
For a long time, Mr. Blois bowed deeply, and then he couldn't help but sigh.
"It is said that real wizards will never be afraid of death. What they always think about is how to overcome the mystery of death... Unfortunately, it is difficult for me to understand the truth."
In fact, if it had to be said, he himself did not have much friendship with Dumbledore. After all, it was his father's generation who had contact with Dumbledore in the Blois family, not himself.
But even so, outstanding wizards are always admired from the bottom of their hearts. Perhaps relying on family inheritance, Blois is not inferior to Dumbledore in some aspects, but that is not his own talent and ability.
"When it comes to magic research, only that guy Maka can be compared with Dumbledore, right?"
Blois thought about it secretly, and finally shook his head silently.
After that, the father and daughter went to the restaurant under the guidance of Mag and sat down with everyone.
During the holidays at Hogwarts, the long tables in the dining room are basically moved to other places. Therefore, the hall with just a few round tables looks quite open.
After Professor McGonagall asked Filch to deliver the message to the Owlery, everyone naturally sat together and drank afternoon tea.
After chatting for a while, Mr. Blois finally got to the point.
"Actually, there are three main reasons why I came here this time -" he put down the tea cup in his hand and said a little solemnly, "However, although it is said that it is 'three reasons', in fact, they all stem from the same thing."
"The other two will be discussed later when Mr. MacLean comes. Now let me talk about the first reason! Well, I know that during this period, the British magical world was deeply troubled by the ancient wizard Helbo, so I brought We have a group of wizards from our family.”
"They will help you all and guard Hogwarts, this eternally famous school."