The news of Rita Skeeter itself is still very valuable to Hogwarts. Being able to know some of the unofficial groups in advance can try to stop or change in advance, which is much stronger than waiting for the situation to be revealed later.

For the same reason, Marx decided to take the initiative after a little thought. Instead of waiting for the wizard that was piled up in Iran to come to the door, it was not as good as he used to.

If Skeeter’s intelligence is not completely accurate, the other party does not actually have a Great Intent, then he is just a matter of go on an errand for nothing that’s all. But if the other party really wants to get rid of the event, he will never allow it.

At the night of the day, the headmaster room of Hogwarts Castle.

“Professor McGonagall, the Iranian magic circle seems to be a bit moving. I will take a look at it in a while. There is no major event at the school here, you still have a little rest… Isn’t there Charlotte? Is there anything that needs to run errands? Call her to go!”

Marx’s remarks made Charlotte’s eyebrows not far away.

“Hey! Little Marx, you have been very timid recently–” She got up and walked here, smiling and said, “Mr. McGonagall’s business, I will naturally do it as my own thing, and I still need you to say ?”

“Aiya, I am not here to please Professor McGonagall!” Marx immediately turned his head and squinted with a smile. “Senior Sister… Come here, don’t be angry…”

However, Charlotte did not buy his account at all.

“Hey? Where did you see that I was angry? And no?”

The voice did not fall, she just turned Marx’s shoulder and turned his body back, followed by a “pa”, a crisp sound, or a familiar taste.

It took a long time to get along with McGonagall in the headmaster room, and Charlotte was long gone. Because she found out that Professor McGonagall actually likes to see the vitality of these young people, which makes her more and more unscrupulous.

Of course, apart from Marx, she didn’t have the courage to play with other professors.

“Okay,” Professor McGonagall, sitting behind the desk, looked at the two children in front of him and couldn’t help but laughed. “Marx, what happened to the Iranian magic circle?”

“Oh, that’s it…”

As soon as he talked about business, Marx put away his playful mind and seriously told him about the deal with Rita Skeeter to Professor McGonagall. At the end of the day, he only talked about his intention to go to Iran to investigate.

After listening to Marx, McGonagall clearly frowned.

“If the information provided by Ms. Skeeter is not wrong, there must be a lot of wizards gathering there now-” She said solemnly, “Marx, I think this should be handed over to the International Wizard Federation. Even if Take a step back and you should first go and talk to the Ministry of Magic – this event is very important for the magic circle in the UK, and Scrimgeour will definitely act.”

However, Marx immediately shook his head and he did not fully agree with Professor McGonagall’s thoughts.

“In fact, I know this too,” Marx said. “However, whether it is to inform the Wizards Federation or to ventilate with Scrimgeour, it is necessary to have an exact verification. If the actual situation is still between the two. Just talk to both sides, if Skeeter’s intelligence is wrong…that’s not me alone on on errand for nothing!”

The question Marx wants to say is actually very clear – if Scrimgeour and even the International Wizard Federation are busy, this will not leave a bad impression on the two parties, but a human condition is not fixed.

Nowadays, Hogwarts is also considered to be a small force, at least for now. And the human condition based on one side of the power is not so good!

Of course, Marx’s considerations are better for Hogwarts, but McGonagall’s choice is more secure. In contrast, the idea of ​​not being better is better. It can only be said that each has its own bias.

“Marx…”

After listening to Marx’s analysis, Professor McGonagall’s brow slightly stretched out, and seemed to be gratified by the child’s consideration for the school. It’s just that Marx is so powerful, and in her heart, she is still a student she has taught. It’s natural for the child to think about it.

“I still think that you better not… In the past, Albus once said that even he would make mistakes. When doing things, you should be as cautious as possible…”

“Yeah! You have the ability to be just a person. Don’t always think about solving problems on your own.” Charlotte put his hand on Marx’s shoulder and persuaded him.

But Marx waved his hand and had a relaxed smile on his face.

“This is not going to deal with Voldemort and Grindelwald. Who said that I have to go alone?” He said with a smile, “Don’t worry! Are the Old Partners of Order of the Phoenix not doing something all day long? Lupin was still idle to the extent of running the private affairs of the Malfoy family… this time I went to Iran, I will call them all!”

“Well, this is fine…” Professor McGonagall said, but paused. “But there are only a few people over there… Are you saying that the Indian delegation is in Iran? The number is still too small.”

“Professor, don’t forget that we still have a lot of new force!” Marx pointed to the floor. “That many elves, snoring is enough! Not to mention this time just to find out the real news. If you are lucky, you won’t even be able to…”

“Well…” Professor McGonagall gave me a little bit of indulgence, and that was nodded. “Okay! But since you mentioned those elves… I still have to remind you that they are not wizards after all, and it is not easy to integrate them. …you still have to be careful.”

“Of course,” Marx said. “I will pay more attention.”

He said this in his mouth, but he was pondering in his heart, and he should indeed find something for them. Now the little guys are swaying in the Forbidden Forest all day long, taking up the space that was left after Centaur left, and recently the castle didn’t return much. Only occasionally, there will be a few elves who have come to the school to help clean and clean.

Although this kind of action is the normal life of the elves, it is not a thing to do so. Marx flicked the little guys to Hogwarts, not just for them to settle here…

Since Mr. McGonagall is taught, Marx is no longer delayed. Britain and Iran are of course sometimes bad, and the next side should be near the early morning.

After a good night with Professor McGonagall and Charlotte, he immediately set off for the old Black House and called Sirius and Lupin.

As Marx walked out of the school, as the space was distorted, his silhouette disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

“咔嗒-“

The door of the black old house door turned slightly, and then there was a long-lost guest.

Since there is really nothing to do now, plus children live here. So at night, when I go out to find a place to have a drink, I have already left the house. I will not stay downstairs when I go back to the room early.

As soon as Marx stepped into the entrance hall, he found that the room was dim and even the lights were blown out.

“Speaking, Isla is almost the age of going to school? Next year or the next year?” He thought as he walked inside, secretly saying, “Well, go back and ask Helen…”

However, even if everyone is basically upstairs at the moment, it is not the wolf that is the dog, the house elf, and the ears are all spiritual! From the moment Marx didn’t deliberately suppress the sound, it was destined to appear soon.

Sure enough, first appeared in the foyer, house elf Kreacher living under the kitchen boiler. He has been in this old house since he was born, and rarely runs outside, knowing everything about it.

With a slight explosion of “pi pa”, his sly little silhouette appeared in front of Marx, and then he bowed deeply.

“Mr. McLorne, old Kreacher asks you…”

“Well,” Marx nodded to him. “Sirius? Did he go to Leaky Cauldron tonight?”

“Oh…Yes, of course he went…” Kreacher still bowed. After answering Marx, he continued to whisper. “The hostess is not a dutiful son. Of course he doesn’t want to stay here… but he also It should be clearly recognized that the hostess also does not want to see him dangling here…”

Seeing this Black House’s house elf is still the same, Marx can’t help butlessly laughed.

At this moment, there was a footstep on the stairs at the end of the hall. Not long after, a quiet female child still wearing a nightgown walked down the second floor with an oil lamp.

“Lena,” Marx looked up and said, “Would you wake up? Sorry… But Lupin should be there? Help me to call him-“

Halfway through, he paused, but shook his head again: “Forget it, or let me go… Kreacher, you go to Leaky Cauldron for me to call Sirius back, and I said I found something for him. !”

“Yes, honorable Mr. McLorne, old Kreacher, go here-“

House elf is always extremely obedient, even if he does not want to see Sirius, the nominally unique Master, but he disappeared in the same place.

And Marx, under the leadership of Lena, went down the stairs to the second floor.

“Hey.”

Since the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix, Lupin has lived in Black’s old home. He and Sirius, the old brother, have nowhere else to go. Now they are companions to each other, but it is quite good.

But when Marx suddenly heard it, and after a loud suspicious commotion in the room with his knocking on the door, he suddenly felt that Lupin might soon move out.


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