Chapter 318

To tell you the truth, Maka's life is actually quite stable during this period.

Probably because of his special status, Umbridge did not dare to make too special moves, so as not to be caught by him in the case of being at a disadvantage.

Umbridge's most important goal now is to gain a foothold in Hogwarts.

If Maka is now a nail between the Ministry of magic and Hogwarts, Umbridge's goal is to become the nail that the Ministry of magic breaks into Hogwarts.

At least until the nail is firmly nailed, she must not dare to do anything unusual.

Of course, the premise must be that Maka stays at school and stares at her all the time. Today, Maka is a deterrent against Umbridge.

However, sometimes reality always makes the expected things go wrong

"Benedictine Benedictine"

One morning, as usual, Maka was in her office. When she was stumbling against the piles of theoretical data that seemed to be endless, there was a knock at the door.

"Please come in."

Maka said without raising her head, but her mind was still between paper and pen. She was quite distracted.

With a squeak, the door of the office was opened.

"McLean, put aside the matter at hand, and Dumbledore will come to you..."

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Maka finally raised her head, stretched her neck, let her eyes cross the stack of books and looked at the door.

"Professor Snape?" he said, glancing down at the paper and hesitating, "is it urgent? I need a few more minutes -"

Snape, who was standing at the door, didn't respond. He just nodded slightly and motioned to Marca for a few minutes.

"Do it first, I'll be right away..."

Maka casually polite for a while, then immediately lowered her head, and the previous sound of brushing and writing rang again.

For Snape, Maka's attitude towards research is positive. At least he himself believes that the priority of magic research should be relatively high, which is the quality that every wizard should have.

Soon, six or seven minutes passed, and Snape waited calmly without any impatience. Then Maka finally raised her head again, took out her wand and knocked on the table.

With a loud noise, the head of the quill pen was cleared of ink and lay quietly back in the pen box; The lid of the ink bottle flew back to the mouth of the bottle automatically and tightened tightly; The manuscript paper was also stacked neatly again in order and fell on the top of a pile of data on the right hand side.

When the magic came into effect, Maka stepped out of her desk and walked to Snape at the door.

"Sorry to keep you waiting - let's go!"

Snape nodded casually, and then they walked side by side.

To Maka's surprise, Snape was the first to ask a question.

"Are there any new discoveries in potions recently?"

In a word, magic medicine, which Maka was best at, is not his best subject now. Although his current level of magic medicine is still improving, his running speed has decreased.

On this subject alone, Snape is still much better than Maka, especially in some more in-depth potion theories.

At present, seeing that Snape was interested in discussing with himself, Maka also cheered up. As they walked and talked, they soon found that they were already standing in front of the headmaster's room.

"... the side effect of Fuling can't be called a side effect, because that's the principle of its effect, so there's no possibility of eliminating the side effect," snape said, reaching out and knocking on the door of the headmaster's room.

"It's true. It's just that it's hard to understand the pharmacology of Fuling agent..." Maka spread his hand and said, "luck is something that can't be seen or touched. There's no possibility of data."

With these words, the door opened slowly, and the two stopped talking.

In fact, since Marca took over the order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore's number of visits to him has dropped sharply. At least since the beginning of school, Maka has hardly been to the principal's office.

When he came here today, he found that Dumbledore looked better recently than before, especially his energetic appearance made him look ten years younger.

Of course, even if Dumbledore was ten years younger, he could not erase the fact that he was over a hundred years old.

"Professor, what can I do for you?" Marca asked directly.

It is precisely because Dumbledore has not been looking for him recently, so once he is called, it shows that the focus of this meeting is undoubtedly on the reason for calling him.

In other words, he doesn't have to talk more nonsense. Just ask.

Sure enough, although Dumbledore's expression was still gentle, he didn't have any ordinary thoughts. As soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to today's theme.

"Well," said Dumbledore, sitting behind his desk and looking at Marca, "a secret letter came from Hagrid and Mrs. maxim, saying that they had encountered some trouble at the Polish border. As for whether you should hurry to help them, you can decide for yourself..."

With that, he picked up his wand and waved it, and a small note on the table flew towards Maka lightly.

"Mrs. Maxim sent her white cheeked warbler back. Look!"

Maka didn't say much either. He reached out and took the note and looked at the content roughly.

This note is written carefully.

In order to avoid being robbed by the death eaters on Voldemort's side and see something, the actual content is quite limited. Only a few ciphertext words are used at the key points, but they tell what kind of embarrassing situation they are in now.

"Driven into the troll community by three crazy trolls? Then chased all the way and trapped in the cave?"

Marca just wanted to say, can those two be less reliable?

It was Maka's decision to still let Hagrid find the giant community negotiation, because people are hybrid giants after all, which must be more efficient than ordinary wizards. This judgment is absolutely right.

Dumbledore also contacted Mrs. Maxim and accompanied Hagrid.

Because Voldemort must have neglected to deal with the giants at the moment. Even if he had people to share there, he wouldn't send them at this time.

In the absence of the death eaters, Hagrid's chances of success are very high - even if he can't convince the giants to stand on the side of the order of the Phoenix, at least two are not likely to help.

At that time, just move a nest for the remaining giant community so that the death eaters can't find them in the future.

But who knows, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim will be blocked in the middle by a group of giant subspecies - trolls, and fall into a dilemma.

Yes, although the giant's IQ is not high, it can communicate and influence at least.

But the trolls are different. The "almond" brain in their disproportionately small head, let alone negotiation, even their own Troll language, has only a few pitiful syllables.

It was an out and out "mob" living in the magic world.

"Well..."

Maka pondered, went over the affairs to be dealt with in Hogwarts again, roughly measured the situation on Hagrid's side, and then decided that he had to go by himself.

First of all, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim must be saved. Seeing that they still have enough to let pet birds send letters back, it shows that they can continue to survive.

But the key is that the troll community is not so easy to deal with. It may not work for ordinary wizards to go to a dozen. Those guys have rough skin and thick flesh, and they will become quite difficult to deal with when they are in large numbers.

But then again, if it were easy to deal with, they would have been cleaned up by the local Ministry of magic.

However, if Maka left Hogwarts now, who would Umbridge rely on to coerce him? Once no one stops her, Hogwarts may be unstable again.

Dumbledore was not good for the unkind old woman, because he could not openly oppose the Ministry of magic.

Thinking about it, Maka had to shake her head.

Umbridge, he can't move yet.

Although she will be a nail nailed into Hogwarts by the Ministry of magic, her existence is still useful for Maka. If she frightens the snake now, it will only waste the nail destined to be "not firmly nailed".

In that case, she can only go with her. I believe she can't make too much waves for a while.

Because as long as Maka will come back, she will have to keep some fear, although it is certain that the restriction on her will be greatly reduced during this period.

"... then I'd better go!" said Marca after some consideration. "Of course, I'll come back as soon as possible."

Dumbledore still didn't say anything when he heard it. He just smiled and nodded, that's all.

"Professor Snape, please ask filch to post a notice. During my absence from school, it's good to change the magic text class to reading and self-study -"

Maka looked back and said to Snape, who stood silent.

"At present, the students who take the ancient magic art course basically really love this subject, and they will certainly have no problem consciously."

Snape smelled the speech and said suspiciously, "are you sure?"

About half an hour later, Maka, who roughly packed up the necessary supplies, immediately set off for the border between Poland and Belarus.

According to the ciphertext in the note, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim are somewhere in the mountains over there. Since there is a giant monster community there, I believe it won't be much trouble to find them.

But when Maka went, she didn't expect to meet an "old acquaintance" who had not seen her for a long time.