Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

While Maca was eating snacks with everyone in the ward at St Mungo, Lupin, the main person in charge of the Diagon Alley Line of Defense, was receiving a group of witches and wizards with special identities.

As Maca had previously guessed, this group of wizards did come from the United States.Moreover, they are also a support team led by Barlow Stewart, one of the two principals of the Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, appointed by the chairman of the American Magic Congress.

In this team, there are Quidditch players who are good at aerial combat, experienced black wizard strikers, and many current American Aurors.

And to say what these American wizards from all walks of life have in common, it is of course that they all graduated from the United States of Ifamoni.

Yes, it can be said that this team with a large number of people was actually dispatched on the grounds of the friendly support of Ifamoni to Hogwarts.As far as the two schools are almost from the same origin, no one can gossip about this reason.

"Mr. Stewart, I think I have to thank you in place of Headmaster McGonagall at Hogwarts. In this terrible disaster, Iphamoni can stand up for Hogwarts and for our British magic It’s really a rare thing for the world to provide support."

On the long table in the middle of the broken cauldron bar, Lupin was across the table to express his gratitude to the principal of Ifamoni.Before that, those wizard volunteers from the United States had already been taken to find Kingsley to participate in the battle.

And right now, you can see that Stewart, sitting next to the long table, is an older, thin, middle-aged man.He was wearing a rather capable casual suit, a pair of slightly old leather shoes under his feet, and a pair of thin silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

At first glance, it seemed that he was not so much a wizard, but rather a resolute Muggle professor.

Hearing Lupin's thanks, Mr. Stewart immediately shook his head, and then said quickly and authentically:

"No, you don't need to thank us-to say thank you, in fact, we have to say'thank you' here. I think if it wasn't for the righteous action of Mr. McLean, that someone was maliciously'captive' The crisis of the silent has cut off the root cause from the very beginning, then we in the magical world of the United States will probably suffer extraordinary losses for no reason!"

The thing that Stewart said was originally just made by Maca in response to Greenward, but this obviously has other more significant meanings on the side of the Magic Congress.

Well, who made the culprit-that is, Greenward's old subordinates, also came from Ifamoni?

"Therefore, this time we are not here to provide some conventional humanitarian assistance, but to repay Mr. McLean's help and give a'reward'."

Having said that, Stewart's face, which seemed to have always been serious, suddenly showed a little smile, and he nodded at Lupin:

"And to be honest, this London fog disaster is not necessarily a disaster that belongs only to the British magical world. Judging from the stigma of the ancient black wizard Helbo, and the chaos that had been caused on a global scale, if it were Once London, England falls... Sooner or later this crisis will spread to the whole world centered on here."

"Therefore, although we are separated from your country by a huge North Atlantic Ocean, we still have to consider future developments in advance-this time it is not so much support, but I think it is to kill the disaster as soon as possible. Here, after Helbo has accumulated more power, it will threaten the daily security of our American magical world."

War is equivalent to loss. Both the victor and the loser will suffer considerable losses, which no country wants to see.

Lupin couldn't help but nodded after hearing Stewart say so, and agreed.

"Yes," he said, "in fact, I also think that Helbo's gaze can never be limited to our British magical world. If he develops it, the consequences will probably be unimaginable."

Having said that, both of them paused for a while, and then Stewart suddenly turned to:

"By the way, Mr. Lupin! Actually, I want to see the Mr. McLean-the private estate where there were many silent people last time, and he left there soon after he was done, so much so When I passed by, I missed him without much luck."

"Oh, see Maca..." Speaking of this, Lupin couldn't help showing a slightly sorry expression. "In fact, we can't find him anytime. So I can only say that I am not big Know exactly where he is... I only know that he must be somewhere in the city right now, working hard to resolve this crisis."

When Stewart heard this, he was a little disappointed-he brought people so quickly and slowly, just wanting to see the young wizard powerhouse who has been very popular recently.

But now it seems that it is not so easy to see.

"Okay!" After a short while, Stewart stood up suddenly and said to Lupin, "Then, I'll go to Mr. Shaker's side to do my best."

It can be seen that the principal of the Ifamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has no pretensions at all, and he does everything with a down-to-earth attitude.

And... it seems that he is still a person who puts efficiency first in everything.

Because after saying that one last thing, he decisively said goodbye to Lupin, and then turned to the door.As for the current situation in London, he even asked the question as soon as he arrived here, and it didn't take much effort at the moment.

After watching the other party leave violently, Lupin glanced at the bar again-an owl was standing on it, pecking at the crumbs scattered on the bar.

That was the messenger used by Lupin to send information to Maca before the group of American wizards came over.Unexpectedly, even the Owl couldn't find Maca this time.

"Well, let's send the facts again... But those American wizards have also been here, and the content needs to be changed and perfected."

After speaking, he quickly walked back to the bar, picked up the quill, and wrote sloppily.

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"...No, I'm not hungry."

At this time, on the other side, Delphi had just rejected the bread Fred handed in front of him.And her eyes did not fall on the bread, nor on Fred's body, nor did she go to see Maca by the bedside.

Everyone didn't know what was wrong with her at the moment, only Maca felt a little bit—this girl seemed to be awkward?

"Miss Fisher, if you want me to say, you'd better eat some! If I'm not mistaken, you probably haven't eaten anything all night, right? How can you not be hungry?"

"Anyway, I'm not hungry," Delphi still didn't go to see him, only pursing her mouth, and then whispering after a stalemate, "Also, I said I don't like'Fisher'. Last name... I am not a fisherman."

"Uh..." When Maca heard it, she shrugged and said, "Okay!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fred take back the bread that he could not pass out, and took a bite indifferently.Then, I heard him somewhat vaguely:

"Aren't your last name Fisher? Then how should we call you?"

Delphi glanced at Maca, then deliberately said:

"Just call me Mike—"

"Ahem."

Maca hurriedly gave a dry cough, interrupting her inexplicable anger, but there was still a little helplessness in her expression.To be honest, this added a daughter of this size out of thin air...It is really a good thing that people don't know what to do.

Obviously, although Delphi could not finish speaking, he still attracted the attention of almost everyone present.Especially Hermione, her eyes widened at the moment, her face full of complexity.

Everyone naturally heard it, Delphi should have wanted to say "McLean".And you must know that it is not necessarily the father and daughter who follow the surnames of others. In terms of age, they are more likely to be husbands and wives.

What's more, in fact, Hermione was originally suspicious of her intentions towards Maca, even though Maca might not like her, she mostly liked Maca.

Yes, just like Hermione herself.

"I'm afraid of you, let's do it!" Maca waved his hand and said, "Okay, stop making trouble...Anyway, you just believe me once and leave the rest to me!"

This sentence was obviously addressed to Delphi, although there was almost no explanation, but if Delphi said, he would naturally be able to understand the implicit meaning in his words.

However, this is not a question of trust at all on Delphi's side. After all, many things are "facts" that have happened in her memory.

The father of "Back then" was indeed seriously injured, so that he could not turn over under Helbo's hands from start to finish.In the end, it just evaporates directly and inexplicably.

However, Delphi also knows Maca very well. She knows that most of the time she can't stop her.So after Maca said that, although she was still reluctant, she still closed her mouth silently.

When Maca saw this, he turned his head towards Fred and motioned for him to take another piece of bread.

"Hey, it's raspberry bread this time, come one?"

Delphi blinked, after all he reached out and took it-after all, Fred has no hatred with her, can't ignore the goodwill of others again and again, right?

After thinking about it, she opened her mouth and took a big bite, as if she was treating that piece of bread as a Maca who could not listen to her.