Chapter 156 Some Treatments
The basement was firmly fixed with magic, and all the bricks and stones were integrated into a whole. Even the door was integrated into the wall, and no gap could be found.
Ma En didn't bother to find a way in, he just melted a huge round hole in the wall as an entrance.
A body was half withered. The tall witch next to her was holding her wand, which was much longer than an ordinary person's, and was blocking the entrance of the cave with some shaking. Behind her were a dozen middle-aged people who had lost their strength and were lying on the ground. The young man should be the professor of this school, followed by a large group of students. The firelight shone on their faces, and these people looked a little trembling.
"Marne Langley, I know you." She put down the wand in her hand, and the tense look on her half-black, half-white, scary face became much more relaxed.
"Good morning, Madame Maxime, although... you don't look so good."
"I'm dying. Of course it doesn't look good." Her breath was a little weak and her voice became lower and lower.
"Don't worry, you won't die that easily."
Ma En summoned a ball of flame to bury her huge body. The little wizards in the corner screamed in horror, and the professors on the ground also struggled to get up and do something.
Esther and Hermione, who were standing behind them, stepped forward to control these weak guys. Margaery took out some regular energy potions from her bag and poured them into them one bottle after another. , until everyone's faces returned to rosy.
"Don't worry, your principal, Madam, is just receiving treatment." The soft voice seemed to have magic power, making these middle-aged people who had just recovered slowly calm down, and the little wizards no longer had panic on their faces.
However, Hermione and Esther haven't unlocked the control magic on them, so it's not too urgent.
After a while, Ma En pulled out a stone slab from the ground, turned it into a thick robe and threw it into the flames. He waited until there was a sound that it was OK, and then removed the flames.
"It's such a magical power." The original robe was transformed into two parts, and she wore it snugly on her body. She said in awe.
"Ma'am, what the hell is going on here."
Maxim frowned: "It's Voldemort. He's still alive and got involved with those pure-blood nobles."
In fact, Ma En already had some guesses when he saw that she looked similar to Hagrid when he was attacked, and now he just confirmed it.
"Pure-blood nobles...why did they attack the school?" Ma En asked his doubts.
"In fact, the vast majority of wizards in this country are unwilling to participate in this war with the demon army. They want to coerce this group of young wizards and force their elders and relatives to join them."
"Devil's Army?" Ma En wanted to slap himself in the face as soon as he said it. This was such a bullshit. Even if he thought about it, he would know who he was talking about.
As expected, Maxim said bluntly: "It's the army you call yourself the Revolutionary Army. That's what everyone said. When school first started, Gran Wald sent people to smash the French Ministry of Magic to pieces. , that’s what everyone calls you.”
"...Let's talk about Voldemort first. Do you know where he is now?"
Maxim shook his head: "I only know that he took away Durmstrang's students and German wizards, and has already seized the supreme power of the group of people you call the old guard. I don't know where he is going. "
Margery, who was standing behind her, nodded slightly.
"Then... do you have any plans for the future? This place... is no longer safe."
"I... don't know. It seems that nowhere is safe now. I am considering taking the children to Australia, but that place may not be peaceful for long. I have a hunch that the scale of this war may be unprecedented."
Marn thought for a while and whispered a few words to Patrick, asking him to go back to Hogwarts first without bringing any letters, but that was okay, Dumbledore could understand bird language.
In no more than 2 minutes, Patrick appeared in the basement again, holding a piece of paper in his mouth with two large letters written on it.
"I have a proposal, ma'am."
Maxim lowered his head and looked at him: "What? You are not going to let me merge the school into Hogwarts. This is impossible. My child, I am not only responsible for the inheritance of the school, but also for this group of people." The children and their parents are responsible, and I cannot drag them into the quagmire of war."
"That's not the case," Marn shook his head. "We have bought a large area of land near Hogsmeade Village. You can temporarily move the school there. It is a safe place and the parents of the students can also go there. Living in Hogsmeade, believe me, no one will force others to participate in a war like Voldemort did if they don't want to."
Margaery blinked at Ma En several times quickly. It seemed that Maxim was already a little shaken in his heart, but she still asked: "What guarantee do you have for this, Mr. Langley?"
"I have no way to guarantee, and there is no need to guarantee, that anyone who knows a little bit about Mr. Walder's beliefs will know that everyone in his army is his like-minded friend."
Marn paused slightly when he said this, raised his head and looked directly at the mixed-blood wizard who was about the same height as Hagrid: "If no one wants to stand with him, believe me, he would rather face it alone with his wand." The whole world will not force anyone to stand in front of him."
After a long silence, Maxim said softly: "A person worthy of admiration."
"Yes, he is a very pure idealist who is willing to take action."
After a while, Maxim unlocked the magic on the controlled professors, turned around and said: "I just saw your phoenix going out. You must have consulted Dumbledore." Please give me your opinion, sir."
"of course."
Ma En unfolded the note, showed "OK" and a piece of candy on it, showed it to Maxim, and said: "You can take the professor and students to clean it up. I have a flying prop." , it’s more than enough to hold everyone here and the important things you want to bring.”
"I know, your rainbow enclave."
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Maxim spread his hands: "A student at school spent a huge sum of money to build something more ornamental than practical for himself and his girlfriend to live in. After this incident came out in Diagon Alley in the UK, everyone was confused. After marveling at the doting of Mr. and Mrs. Langley and feeling certain that they would destroy you and turn you into a lawless playboy."
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