Chapter 1152

To tell the truth, the gang of black wizards in northern Europe have never been very annoying. Because somehow, every time their "peers" set off ups and downs in the world, they always didn't respond much.

For example, if greenward could get the help of those guys, the pattern would be very different.

However, even if greenward has actually been to Norway, the other party still doesn't seem to want to support him at all.

It is rumored that there is still a real prophet in the black wizard organization in northern Europe, which makes them never miss the road at the critical moment.

Of course, rumors are always rumors. Otherwise, how could they start infighting this time?

"In short, talk to Mr. aginbad about this in advance, and then see how to deal with it!" Maka said after putting down her fork and drinking a drink. "After all, according to what you said, at least so far, Haier Bo should not have been involved."

He said this for a moment and then explained:

"Kakarov, you know, I've had a lot of contacts with that halbo. His style of behavior is really treacherous and unpredictable, but after much observation, we can always find some clues - for example, the internal division of the Nordic black wizard organization. If halbo really wants to intervene, I think he might prefer to directly receive them under his command Instead of deliberately provoking their infighting and attracting attention. "

As far as Marka's concern and thinking about Haier Bo is concerned, he actually found some laws in each other's actions.

He could feel that halbo's actions seemed very messy, as if the two things were never next to each other. But in fact, each other's actions have a strong purpose.

For example, the wirtte family's magic book abatel; Another example is the mirror space of London where Maka once entered but found nothing; Even when Haier Bo suddenly appeared and moved the whole array of meteorites to Hogwarts, it showed Haier Bo's strong planning ability.

Without a clear analysis, inference and plan, how could he let the vigilant Maka and old Eun know his way together?

Including the time when Maka ran into a snake monster for some reason, Haier Bo, who was forced to show up, obviously wanted to use the snake monster to do something, but it was forcibly destroyed by Maka.

It can be seen that Haier Bo's behaviors seem disorderly, but in fact, they all follow the code of conduct of giving priority to efficiency and serving the ultimate goal, almost without exception.

The reason why his actions are invisible in the eyes of others is that no one can guess what his goal is.

Finally, Maka added solemnly:

"Don't doubt that it's not difficult for him to accept those black wizards."

The black wizard organization in northern Europe was so numerous that greenward still had nothing to do with them after being rejected.

But really, in front of wizards at the level of halbo, the number of ordinary wizards has been difficult to produce too much advantage.

"Well, since you say so... I know." kakarov nodded slightly, "I'll go to Mr. aginbad and ask him about it."

But when Maka heard the speech, she waved her hand and said:

"No, no! The approval document of the Federation has not been sent to our Hogwarts study tour! I estimate that Mr. aginbad will come in person soon. I'll just mention it to him by the way!"

As soon as kakarov heard this, he naturally nodded his consent again and again - he didn't know aginbad well. If he wanted to contact each other, I'm afraid he had to follow the normal process. Where could it be more convenient and faster than makadai's message?

"Try this again! Provence fresh shrimp soup, the taste of the Mediterranean - I've been there several times and thought it was really good, so I just stole the recipe back!"

"Oh! Of course... I'll try everything!"

Let's talk about business. Although kakarov didn't get any specific help from Maka, he has gained a lot.

So while secretly relieved, his attention was soon brought back to the table full of rich dishes by Maka.

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As Maka expected, that is, a day later, the president of the Federation, aginbad, came to the school with the approval documents.

In this way, Hogwarts's study tour plan was finally officially restarted. As soon as everything was ready, the little wizards could be arranged to board the ship for a long trip.

But before that, there was still one person in the school who needed a proper placement.

The day before the study tour, in the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.

"Miss eluli, I think you're probably tired of living here - there's nothing here. But I really don't know where to let you live except here."

At the edge of eluli's bed, pansy is sitting on the edge of the bed with each other, while Marca is standing near the end of the bed talking to her.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with her physical condition, and she had already fully recovered.

"Oh, yes!"

Just then, Maka suddenly added in a joking whisper:

"When I say 'nothing' here, do you remember not to let Mrs. Pomfrey know! Otherwise I will be miserable!"

Hearing what Marca said, eluli, lying in bed, couldn't help laughing, but quickly shook her head.

"It's good that I can borrow here..." she whispered in her young voice like a goblin. "I understand that if it weren't for you, Mr. McLean, I would have been sent back to the dungeon of the Ministry of magic and locked up for trial. Where could I have such a comfortable bed to sleep."

Maka shrugged as she said.

"Speaking of the Ministry of magic... Next, I think you still have to go to the courtroom! Although it's just a process, I'm not good. I don't even give face. After all, it's not easy for slinger to stand on my side!"

"Of course!" said Emily at once. "I will cooperate with the Ministry of magic to complete the trial process! Including madam's... Oh, it's Mrs. Flint's case. If I need to testify, I will also cooperate in the whole process."

"Hmm? No, there's no need for you to go there!" makaton waved his hand. "With his' baby son 'here, other witnesses are superfluous. Basically, it can be said that you can be convicted when the trial starts."

Referring to the flint family, Maka deliberately paused and then turned to say:

"I guess the matter about the flints should be settled soon... So I want to ask you, what are your plans after all this is over?"

Yiluli was stunned when she heard the speech.

It's not that she hasn't thought about it. On the contrary, she has been idle in the ward these days, thinking about her future almost all day.

After a little silence, she hesitated:

"Mr. McLean, can't I... Go back to the flints?"

"Why not?"

Maka spread out her hands, quite indifferent:

"Indeed, the flint family will face a thorough cleaning after this time. Everyone, including the servants, will receive a strict black wizard test. However, after that, the flint family will still exist - at least members like Mosel will certainly return to the family and continue to live..."

Speaking of this, Maka looked at Luli again.

"And you, of course, can go back... Oh, the premise is to solve the hidden dangers in your body first!"

"Hidden danger..."

Yiluli pursed her mouth, subconsciously pressed her chest, and her expression showed a little uneasiness.

"No, maybe I don't really deserve to be free... Mr. McLean, there's one thing I have to tell the truth. In fact... I killed someone long ago."

"Well, I know that," Marca nodded immediately, "and I also know that whether that person should be killed or not, this life will be borne by you all your life."

As he spoke, he gave pansy a deep look, and the latter couldn't help but lower his head silently.

As Maka said, the blood on his hands may never dry up. Even though pansy has done a lot and has been trying hard to atone, he will still be awakened by nightmares at night.

Sin may fade with time, but it will never disappear.

Pansy was thinking, but Maka suddenly said:

"But I have to say that for those unrepentant black wizards, it's all right to give them death; but for some sinners who still have good thoughts, I personally prefer to let them live. Don't you think it's the greatest punishment to let such people live?"

Is that so?

On second thought, it seems to be true.

"I see," said Emily at last, "Mr. McClane, I've decided not to go back to flint's house - please allow me to come back here to learn knowledge as soon as the trial is over. Maybe my qualification is not high, but at least I hope I can have greater ability to atone for my mistakes."

"I don't care about accepting students. You have to go to Professor McGonagall!" Marca smiled. "Of course, I'm sure she'll agree."

With these words, Maka seemed to have nothing more to say. She said goodbye to the two people and walked out of the ward.

But when he got to the corridor outside, the smile on his face suddenly faded away, and then he sighed quite heavily.

Some words are easy to talk with others, but when they come to him, it is a different flavor - he has no blood on his own hands?