Chapter 2008 Letter From McGonagall

About Percy's death, should we talk about it now or not? After a few drinks, Sirius finally decided... at least on the Weasley side for the time being.

Through the previous conversation with Sister Geoffrey, Sirius learned some things that only those on the front line would know—obviously, many details and reasons of the situation were difficult for even Madame Maxime to know.

For example, even Hermione and the others didn't experience everything that happened in Winchester during this period of time. But Safina and Ursula could be regarded as the first group of people who met Maca after leaving the island.

And after chatting with them, Sirius discovered that this disaster may still be more serious than most people imagined!

Maybe... Maca has exhausted all his wisdom and strength, and even overdrawn his potential several times. Forcibly controlling the second soul rule branch on the island back then, this is the most representative risky behavior.

So, can Maca defeat Hai Erbo? Will it be possible to end this catastrophe?

During the short time since he left Beauxbatons, Sirius tossed and turned. But no matter from which angle he thought about it, the result he came up with was "impossible".

"Charlotte?"

Suddenly, Sirius, who was drinking in front of the bar, gently put down his glass, turned his head and looked behind. It can be seen that Charlotte has finished wiping the table and is now dazed by the fireplace while waiting for the water in the kettle to boil.

She turned her head slightly when she heard Sirius calling herself.

"I got some new information from Beauxbatons today... about Maca, do you want to hear it?" Sirius looked at her and asked.

"Maca?"

Charlotte blinked her eyes, and suddenly felt a little numbness in her palms, as if when she heard the name, her body recalled the past by itself.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded slightly.

"Ok."

"Then I have to trouble you." Sirius shrugged, "Go and call everyone over in advance! I want to share the news I got from this trip to Beauxbatons... Except for Arthur and Molly, no Let them know."

"it is good.

"

It's just to run errands to call some people, plus everyone "lives" very close now, it's not a big deal. After answering, Charlotte stood up from the bench, walked around the bar and went out through the back door.

"What's the matter with that McLean boy?"

After a little silence, Aberforth asked, but Sirius shook his head.

"Went to Winchester, recruited some people, then left them and ran back to Hogwarts, kicked out a group of alumni who had settled there who came to help - all in all, it didn't seem to be a big deal , at most it’s intriguing. And these...certainly not what the little girl Charlotte wants to hear.”

"What is he fussing about?" Aberforth shook his head.

"Anyway," Sirius took another sip from his wine glass, and continued, "I just want Charlotte to go out for a walk and distract her attention—there will be some bad news later, I'm worried It will aggravate the shadow in her heart."

"Then don't say it!" Aberforth looked at him and said, "If you want me to say, no matter how much information we know here, it's just to keep us from getting out of touch with the situation on the front line. The bad news that is important but affects people's mood makes people feel even worse after hearing it!"

"Hey...you are right, but...if that's the case, what's the difference between that and the ball-stalking bird that buried its head in the sand?"

"The difference?" Aberforth twitched the corner of his mouth, "The difference is that the ball escape bird can escape with the talent of instant teleportation when it encounters danger, and we can only hide here and rely on the protection of others!"

After saying this, he snatched the wine bottle from Sirius, put the cork on it, and put it back into the empty wine cabinet at the back.

"Drink less, my pantry is almost empty for you."

"Isn't there still several barrels of red currant rum?" Sirius said with some dissatisfaction.

However, when Aberforth heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Sure enough, your bald dog stole it!"

...

"jingle--"

The door bell rang softly, and then Lupine walked in through the door-he was the first person Charlotte notified, so he was the first of everyone to arrive.

After seeing Sirius sitting at the bar, he closed the door behind him and walked straight over.

"Sit down! I'll talk about it together when everyone is here, have a drink first!" Sirius waved his hand and said, "You might not be able to drink it in a while, and it would be a waste to pour it into a cup then."

"Did something happen to one of the Weasley brothers and sisters?"

Lupine nodded slightly at Aberforth, and then he didn't pay attention to what Sirius said, and directly expressed his guess.

"Don't tell me that Charlotte told me to meet Arthur and Molly. I knew it when I heard it... The news you brought back must not be good news."

"You're the only one who is smart!" Sirius flipped the hair in front of his eyes, glanced at him and said, "Don't ask too many questions, just drink your wine... Aberforth, can I have another drink?"

Seeing this, Lupine had no choice but to put some bad conjectures into his stomach for the time being, rubbed his forehead and said:

"If you don't say it, then I will say it first! After you went to Beauxbatons this morning, who do you think wrote again?"

"Who?" Sirius shook his head, "Don't make me guess, my mind is almost filled with all kinds of messy news, just tell me directly! And let me tell you, Good news at best - I've heard enough bad news today!"

"It's not bad news," Lupine raised his eyebrows. "Of course, I can't say it's good news either... There's a letter from the Revolution, it's written by Minerva, and... it's sent directly to Buxbatons. The old butler of Luowa, and then transferred it to me without opening the seal."

"I didn't send it to Harry first, but went directly to you?" Sirius was a little puzzled when he heard it, "What's going on? What was written in the letter?"

Seeing his urgent questioning, Lupine next to him didn't want to be too condescending. Dang even reached into his pocket, took out an envelope, and patted it on the countertop of the bar. There is a torn Hogwarts sealing seal on it, and the traces of the lines are very clear at first glance.

"They... plan to come back."

"How can this work!"

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