Chapter 1205 Amazing, Dunge

At present, Lupine has not returned to Black's old house.

Judging from the information delivered below, the Aberforth whom Lupine was looking for had already shown his skills on the streets of London, but he himself didn't know where he went.

Although Lupine also mentioned in front of the old house that Aberforth is not the only one he wants to invite, but he also clearly said that Aberforth must be the most difficult one among the people he is looking for. .

According to Mundungus' thinking, the most difficult ones are usually the last ones, right?

And now, even Aberforth has arrived in London, but what about Lupine and others?

After walking back and forth in the reception room several times, there were still owls flying here from time to time in the hallway outside, and pieces of information materials fell onto the long memory table and piled up continuously.

But now, Mundungus has temporarily lost the mood to look through those envelopes or notes, because he found that the hands of the wall clock on the wall will soon point to a predetermined time.

In normal times, Lupine would sort out the information on time every day and send it to Kingsley for further screening before sending it to Maca. But in this special period, the intermediate link that Kingsley is responsible for is usually skipped directly, so that Kingsley has more time to do more important things.

However, even if Maca has been checking the information very quickly, Black's old house can't send all the unorganized information to him, right?

Mundungus glanced back at the clock on the wall again, and then couldn't help but let out a groan when he looked at the materials on the table that were still being piled high—what he cared about most now was not whether something happened to Lupin, because What annoys him the most right now is the "mountain of information" on the table that he doesn't even know where to start.

If this table of messy papers is sent to Maca as it is... Oh! Mundungus didn't even dare to imagine what kind of result he would get.

Yes, it is true that Maca seldom swears, but once that guy gets angry, he is much scarier than everyone else!

Seeing that the time was approaching, Mundungus picked up a few ciphertexts from the table casually and spread them out to have a look.

Since it's just raw data, you can see that the above content is actually quite short and clear:

"Near the 'Fortnum and Mason' shopping mall on Piccadilly Avenue, did wizards spontaneously gather to help Aurors repel three dark wizards?"

Glancing over the first note,

Mundungston blinked—he found that he was a little uncertain at the beginning, wondering if it was worth sending it to Maca.

Putting the note aside, he opened another letter and read casually:

"... Ten minutes ago, in Hyde Park, I witnessed a mad dark wizard running wildly, and finally ran all the way into the Serpentine Lake and never landed again?"

Holding the thin letter paper, Mundungus once again tilted his head in a dazed expression.

"Is... drowned?" He said in a daze, "Well, it should be useless."

Putting the second piece of information aside, he took a deep breath, and grabbed the third piece of information very distressed.

"Please, at least one of these three copies of the news I can be sure of!" Mundungus opened it up to take a look while praying, "'A small dead body was found in Red Brick Lane, East District, with no injuries on the outside. , The wand is lost. It is confirmed that the deceased was a dark wizard, probably died of the Killing Curse'... oh! The dead are all dead, and the wand has not been found, what is the use of this? Save it as fertilizer for the poisonous tentacles?"

Slapping the third document in his hand on the table, Mundungus scratched his head in pain.

"Fuck Merlin's stinky feet! Lupine, I beg you to be safe, come back and save me!"

...

At this time, it has not been long since Mundungus was crying and howling in Black's old house. Maca, who was talking to Neville and Hannah, suddenly turned her head, as if sensing something.

"It should be that the person I was waiting for has arrived. You sit here, and I'll go out and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he took out his staff while Neville and the two nodded in response, temporarily dispelled St. Mungo's protective magic, and then went straight through the closed door.

As soon as he came out of the window glass of the old department store, Makalu turned his head and looked towards the corner where the sneaky wizard wrapped in an invisibility cloak was.

However, he just glanced at it, didn't say much, and then turned around and walked into the alley next to him. It wasn't until the other party followed his footsteps and walked in secretly that he opened his mouth and said:

"Dedalo, thank you for your hard work—give me the things!"

As an old member of the Order of the Phoenix since its inception, Dedalus is definitely a loyal partner. It's a pity that he was born in Hufflepuff, whether it is talent or personality, he is extremely mediocre and low-key.

Even Professor McGonagall, when referring to him, only said that he was a "brainless and inconspicuous" wizard.

But of course, as long as he is loyal and firm enough, he must be a good partner worthy of everyone's respect.

After all, over the years, everyone has experienced too many ups and downs. With his ability, he can not be disturbed by various variables and stay in the Order of the Phoenix to dedicate his life silently. This is obviously an extremely difficult job. persisted.

Even Maca is quite polite to the old chap these days.

But at the next moment, he saw the other party handing out a suitcase from under the invisibility cloak, which had never been used before, and silently placed it at his feet.

"Huh?" Maca couldn't help but wondered while bending down to lift it up, "How did you use the box today?"

"Dunge gave it to me. He said he would put the intelligence documents for you in it... Well, he specifically told me not to open it. I think there may be some important information this time."

Although Dedalus is not smart, he also knows that it is best not to show up easily with his humble strength, so he never came out from under the invisibility cloak from the beginning to the end.

Hearing what he said, Maca immediately nodded slightly - he didn't think it was strange just hearing Mundungus' name from the other party. Because he knew that Mundungus had been helping Lupine all along, helping to receive and deliver intelligence information.

However, when he casually opened the suitcase and touched it, the invisible Dedalus found that his expression suddenly became subtle.

"Maka, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, no," Maca paused, then shook his head and said, "I just suddenly understood why Dunge used a suitcase today... Wait, Lupine isn't at 'home' right now ?"

"Ah, he's really not there," Dedalus said softly after hearing this, "He went out after nightfall today, and said he was looking for some helpers to replenish Kingsley's strength."

"Really..." Maca nodded slightly, and said clearly, "Well, I see, then you should go back quickly! By the way, be careful on the road, and if you encounter a situation, don't be reluctant to use the potion I gave you .”

"Okay, I'll be off then—be careful yourself."

After the two talked, Maca felt that the magic power source belonging to Dedalus immediately began to move away from him, and hurriedly left towards the alley.

After the other party completely disappeared from his sensing range, Maca quickly returned to the entrance of St. Mungo's with the suitcase containing the information, and walked in through the glass silently.

"Maca."

Seeing him reappear at the door, Neville and Hannah quickly stood up from the bench.

"Is there anything going on outside?"

"Well, it's okay," Maca nodded. "It must be that Hai Erbo is not interested in St. Mungo for the time being. There is no dark wizard nearby."

While talking, he suddenly picked up the suitcase in his hand and shook it in front of them.

"Just so, if you are not sleepy, you can help me with some small work... Of course, compared to this, I definitely hope that you can go to sleep as soon as possible."

"Let's do something!" Neville didn't think much at all, and quickly said, "Even if I lie down at the moment, I probably still can't fall asleep, and tossing and turning makes it even more uncomfortable—"

Just halfway through speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Hannah, and then turned to ask:

"How about you go to sleep for a while? I saw you yawn just now..."

"No, no, I'll accompany you."

Hearing what she said, Neville couldn't help scratching his head hesitantly, and then said to Maca with an apologetic expression:

"Well...or else, I'd better go to sleep!"

"A good choice," Maca blinked at him, and smiled teasingly, "Go! Don't think too much after lying down. Things are not so bad that you don't even have the freedom to sleep. In addition ..."

"what?"

Neville, who felt a little embarrassed because of his smile, froze for a moment. But Maca suddenly waved his hand again, maintaining a smile on his face and said:

"It's nothing, I just want to say, at least I'm still here, you can rest assured and have a good night's sleep!"

Seeing Neville and Hannah cuddling each other and slowly walking up the stairs, the smile on Maca's face gradually disappeared when they went up the stairs.

In fact, because of the fact that Neville wanted him to take Hannah away, he originally wanted Naville to discuss and communicate with Hannah.

But when he thought that the result of the communication might be that Hannah would also stay, he didn't want to mention that anymore.

And obviously, his ambivalence actually applies to Hermione and Luna as well.

After casting magic to isolate the entrance area from the surroundings, Maca opened the suitcase again on the spot, and turned the suitcase upside down on the spot.

In an instant, a large number of ciphertext letters and notes packed inside by Mundungus were poured out immediately, and piled up on the floor.

Needless to say, that guy obviously had no other choice in the end, so he gathered them all up and sent them to Maca.

"Excellent, my dear Dunge."

. Miaoshuwu