"boom!"
A certain door was suddenly knocked open by an invisible force.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar figure quickly broke in from outside the door and quickly looked around.
This is a very ordinary living room, without too many gorgeous decorations, but the diligence of its owner can be seen in many clean and tidy little details.
Of course, except for the bathroom door at the deepest part of the living room.
It can be found that there are some messy daily necessities scattered there, which seem to have fallen from the cabinet next to it.
But what was more concerning was the cordon that was pulled around the ground.
However, the man who rushed in from the door seemed not to care much about the isolation cordon set up by Scotland Yard. I saw that he only glanced at it once more, and soon took steps again, heading towards the stairs.
"Click, click, click..."
A series of footsteps echoed frequently on the wooden floor, but the Metropolitan Police officer who was supposed to be on guard here did not know where he was now at noon, and no one was there to stop him from trespassing. .
Not long after, he walked up to the second floor quickly, then turned to the right without hesitation, and after walking a few more steps, he stretched out his hand to twist a door next to the corridor.
"Crack."
With a clearly audible click of the lock spring, the door did not open - it was locked.
"Who is it? Don't come in!"
Hearing the faintly frightened female voice coming from the room, the expression on the face of the man outside the door seemed to relax a little, no longer as tense as before.
"It's me, Maka McClain."
After answering, he didn't wait any longer, but waved his hand and let the door open by itself.
"Maka?"
"Well, ma'am... where's Delphi? She..."
Maka nodded to the young woman inside who was walking this way, and while asking, she stepped into the bedroom without hesitation and looked around.
However, before he even finished asking, he soon saw the cute girl on the bed who seemed to have just been awakened by his arrival.
"Are you okay? It's okay."
Looking at the little girl looking at her sleepily, Maka couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. After that, he turned his attention again to Mrs. Fisher who had just walked up to him.
"Are you okay?" He also looked at the other person and explained, "I was a little worried when I heard that something happened to your family... I'm sorry, maybe I scared you a little."
"Oh, no! It's okay -" Mrs. Fisher, who was a little at a loss, suddenly took another step forward, "I mean, it's really great to see you! I am now... I am now..."
As she spoke, her eyes, which looked like she had cried, became even redder, and the tears in her eyes couldn't be stopped.
"...To be honest, I really don't know what to do."
Seeing that she was just standing there sobbing, Maka could only comfort her with a few words.
Of course he knew what was going on here.
In fact, he had a bad feeling when he came across the name "Fischer" in the reports Mundungus had given him. And after he scanned the report from beginning to end, the column "Missing Person: Delphi Fisher" made him frown.
Yes, among the "disappearances" that Mundungus mentioned, the Muggle family that fostered Voldemort's daughter was also among them.
Not long ago, something happened to this family that had a new member because of Maka.
On the surface, it seems that the cause of the incident is actually that Mr. Fisher's parents came here to see their little granddaughter. Unexpectedly, that night, Mr. Fisher had a quarrel with his parents over some trivial matter.
As far as Maka knows, Delphi's "father" has never had a good relationship with her parents, so in the final analysis, this is actually a reasonable situation.
But no one expected that the next morning, Mrs. Fisher woke up in bed but did not find her husband sleeping with her. When she went down to the living room on the first floor, she saw her husband, covered in dark red blood, sitting in the corner with a dull expression.
When she suddenly panicked and moved her eyes slightly, the two old men fell down not far from her husband with their eyes wide open, and the floor was covered with shocking blood.
Mr. Fisher killed someone, and he killed his own parents!
After seeing the entire case clearly, Maka quickly got up and left St. Mungo's, and went straight to the door of the home where he fostered little Delphi.
Because he was worried that something unexpected might happen to Delphi...
In fact, even Mundungus mentioned that "all missing persons are basically found quickly after the incident." But just such a sentence obviously cannot be used as a reason to reassure him.
Let’s not mention Delphi’s “real father”. To Maka, this child is innocent after all. What's more, the fact that this child can grow up smoothly now can be said to be his decision alone.
Therefore, in a situation like this, it is time for him to take responsibility.
Fortunately, now it seems that this inexplicable law mentioned by Mundungus is quite accurate.
"By the way, is Mr. Fisher... arrested now?"
Hearing Maka ask about her husband, Mrs. Fisher's expression suddenly became more painful. While covering her mouth and sobbing continuously, she nodded and confirmed his statement.
"Don't worry, you guys will be fine," Maka patted her shoulder, but then shook her head and said, "Well, I mean, at least you and your wife will be fine... and of course, little Delphi."
The palm he placed on Mrs. Fisher's shoulder seemed to have magic power, but she immediately stopped crying and her eyes became trance-like.
And in the next second, she suddenly seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed.
After helping Mrs. Fisher lie down on the bed, Maca did not look at the sleeping woman, but turned her head to look at little Delphi next to her.
"ah-"
Seeing her babbling and stretching out her hands to him, she was not wary at all, and Maka couldn't help but hug her.
"You're so heartless. Didn't you see your mother crying like that just now?"
It was okay that he didn't say anything. The little Delphi in his arms just stared at him with curiosity, but when he spoke like this, the little guy started to giggle.
Comparing the tear-stained face not far away with the little girl's smile, Maka couldn't help but secretly complain like a joke - this is not a family after all!
Of course, he picked up little Delphi mainly to check whether there were any traces of magic on her body. It's just obvious that he didn't find anything unusual.
"Well..." After thinking for a moment, Maka lowered her head and said to little Delphi, "No matter what, you can't continue to live here - oh! I just plan to send all the children from Black's old house. France, you might as well go with them!"
After saying this, he stood up with the little guy in his arms, but his eyes fell on Mrs. Fisher, who was still sleeping deeply.
"As a couple... do you want to settle in France?"
Maka asked as if talking to himself, but he immediately shook his head the next second.
"Forget it, let's wait until we confirm your husband's condition before talking about it!"
…
A moment later, Maka appeared quietly at the door of Blake's old house, holding little Delphi in her arms.
The little guy opened his big eyes and watched Maka wave his hand to make the old mansion appear from between the two buildings. His eyes were full of surprise that seemed to understand.
It's a pity that this little girl is still very young after all, and these things may not be preserved in her memory in the future. Even if there were, it would probably be like a hazy and fantastic dream, right
Maka opened the door of the old house and before she entered, she saw Lena holding a rag and gently wiping the bust placed on the wall.
"Hahaha... don't rub it there, it's itchy... hahahaha..."
"Mr. MacLean?"
When Lena caught a glimpse of the figure at the door from the corner of her eye, she stopped what she was doing, bowed slightly to Maka and said hello.
The bust no longer had the rag rubbing on the back of his neck, and finally seemed to be relieved, stopping its unstoppable laughter and taking a breath.
"Is this lady... your daughter?"
"Um?"
Maka subconsciously glanced at little Delphi in her arms, then raised her head and said, "Does it look like anything?"
If nothing else, at least Tom Riddle himself was quite handsome. Maka asked herself that she didn't have that kind of appearance that she could rely on for a living.
And little Delphi, who inherited the two handsome boys and beauties Voldemort and Bellatrix, actually had a very cute little face.
As soon as she heard Lena say this, Maka was actually a little happy in her heart!
But who knew that Lena shook her head slightly and said extremely honestly:
"No."
"Okay!" Maka shrugged, "By the way, is Lupine here?"
When Maka asked, Lena stopped looking at little Delphi in Maka's arms. Instead, she turned towards the deepest part of the front hall and gestured:
"Yes, Mr. Luping is in the reception room, sorting out the information that was just delivered today."
"Okay," Maka nodded, walked inside, and added by the way, "Well, please help me get something to eat! I ran out before I had lunch today, and it happened to be I’m going to be a little hungry now.”
Listening to Lena's reply "I'll send it to you soon" behind him, he carried little Delphi into the reception room, and then saw Lupine who was busy.
However, Lu Ping raised his head and said in shock:
"Huh? Oh... congratulations!"