When I came out of Riddle House, it was still late at night.

This conversation with Voldemort was more about Maka helping Voldemort finalize all the arrangements than discussing each other.

In general, Maka was only responsible for revealing the contents of the top three to Voldemort and promised to secretly give some help to the death eaters on duty, that's all.

Of course, the so-called changeable world, he can not "guarantee" that Voldemort's arrangements can go smoothly.

"When it's done, go back to Hogwarts..."

Snape waved and motioned to Marca to stand beside him, but Marca shook her head.

"Take me to the king's Cross station, and I have to do something for the respectable headmaster," he said with a shrug and a smile.

Snape glanced at him and snorted, "you're very busy now."

Soon after leaving Maka by the shop in front of King's Cross station, Snape left.

Even in the middle of the night, there are still many Muggles at this large railway terminal in central London. They shuttle around without delay.

Recently, there has been news of the privatization of railway operation in Britain. It is estimated that it will become more prosperous and noisy at that time.

But Marca didn't come by train today - he came to pick up people.

But before that

"Excuse me, this beautiful lady. I wonder if I have the honor... To make friends with you?"

Turning the wizard's robe into a simple Muggle dress, Maka somehow ran to the corner of the station exit and spoke to a young hot blonde girl.

The girl was obviously much older than Maka, dressed easily and casually, and her appearance was a very ordinary type. If at ordinary times, no one would notice such a girl standing in the shadow of the corner.

However, when Maka approached him, the girl stared at him as if she had seen something incredible.

"How did you recognize me?" she said in surprise, even her blond hair faded a little.

"If I don't recognize you, are you going to wait for me to look around for a long time before you run out to scare me?" Marca smiled. "Tonks, I don't have time to spend here in the middle of the night... I'm hoping to go back in time to catch up on my sleep!"

Yes, in front of us is a rare person with easy-looking mags ability, nefadora Tonks.

As the origin of Animagus, Yi Rong mags is a kind of gifted ability sleeping in the depths of wizard blood, which is much rarer than the former.

As for its ability, as the name suggests, it is able to easily change its appearance under the condition of very low magic consumption, but it is a very convenient talent ability.

"Okay, okay..." Tonks said with a dull face, "you guy, you can always hit others' self-confidence casually."

Don't be surprised. Although Maka didn't care much at that time, Tonks knew Maka.

The first semester of Maka's admission to Hogwarts was also the last semester of Tonks in Hogwarts. If the investigation goes any further, they are both students of Hufflepuff college.

Unfortunately, whether in the Muggle world or in the magic world, the graduating students have no time to intersect with other things except tons of review materials.

After graduation, Tonks, with good grades and outstanding talents, successfully went to the Ministry of magic to participate in the training of novice Auror.

In recent years, Moody's has been paying attention to the young man with vivid character and deep sense of justice. After this year's training, Moody's plans to absorb her while the restart plan of the order of the Phoenix has just begun.

"Then let's go quickly!" she urged. "I'm not going to disturb your precious sleep..."

"Yes! Isn't my sleep time becoming more and more precious..." Maka sighed. "I have to wait for someone. Although he knows the place, he has to wait for him to get there. I think it's time for dawn!"

"Who?"

As soon as Tonks heard this, he habitually stretched out his arm and put it on Marca's shoulder and asked curiously.

"I'll tell you first. Don't make a fuss later..." Marca reminded. "His name is Jack Figg. He's a squib."

"Squib?"

At ordinary times, Tonks was the kind of girl who was curious about everything. At the moment, she was not on duty anyway. She looked more relaxed.

"Is he also a new member recruited by the crazy old man? How old? You must be very capable to join in as a squib?"

Maka shrugged and said, "yes, yes, at least he is very talented in pretending to be a Muggle. After all, he has lived in the Muggle world for more than ten years. It is estimated that he has regarded himself as a Muggle..."

They chatted casually. Before long, they saw Maka raise her hand and wave it.

At the opposite ticket gate, a bearded uncle was carrying a boss's suitcase. When he saw Maka waving, he walked towards Maka with a smile.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!" Uncle Jack said happily. "You must be Mr. McLean? You are young and promising, huh... Who is this lady?"

"Just call me Tonks. We'll be colleagues in the future!" Tonks skillfully extended his hand and shook hands with Uncle Jack.

"There's no need to be polite. Let's go aside and drive with a broom," urged Maka.

"Broom? Why don't the phantom move?" Tonks looked at Marca and wondered.

As soon as Maka pulled out the corner of her mouth, she immediately spread her hands and said, "I can almost know all the other practical spells. There is a problem with the phantom movement... Moreover, you can't find the place we're going without me leading the way."

"Hey!"

Tonks laughed at once, as if he had caught Marca's weakness. He smiled completely like a thief.

"Don't lose heart! McLean... As long as you study hard, you can learn sooner or later, oh?" she patted Marca on the shoulder and walked around the deserted corner with Marca.

Behind them, Uncle Jack also followed, and the smile on his face never fell.

As for the smiling Uncle Jack Figg, he is actually a man who knows his roots. His mother, Arabella Figg, had moved to Uncle Harry, the neighbor two blocks away from the Dursleys.

It was his mother who always insisted on the task of watching Harry grow up.

Recently, Arabella called her son, saying that she was going to let her son, who had never married, find someone to live in London.

So Maka simply suggested that he find a witch to be his wife - if he could find it.

Carrying this simple and honest uncle, the three flew to grimmer square in the Northwest

"Here we are, land!"

Maka waved to Tonks, who was flying beside him, then pressed the broom handle and rushed down. Not to mention, Uncle Jack was so frightened by such an exciting flight that he almost couldn't help dancing on the broom.

Maka ignored him, so she turned around and landed firmly on the ground.

Tonks landed right behind him, led by Maka, across the street.

"Mr. Figg, your mother lives there now -" Marca said towards the other side of the street. "Muggle residential area, No. 21 Gleason community, go a little further, turn left, and then go straight ahead, and you can see that community."

"Oh, thank you!"

Uncle Jack obviously hasn't calmed down from the high-altitude flight. When he heard Maka talking, he nodded hurriedly.

"Won't he go to the stronghold with us?" asked Tonks strangely, looking at Uncle Jack's distant back.

"Hmm?" Marca said with a smile as she walked forward. "Did I say he would go to the stronghold with us? Oh, sorry... I just gave him a ride."

"Hello!" Tonks glanced discontentedly.

"Just kidding... Oh, here we are."

Maka stretched out her wand and waved it, but she saw that the house in front of them suddenly shifted to both sides. An old house seemed to recover from being squeezed flat, just appearing between the previous two buildings out of thin air.

"Sirius doesn't know whether to change a door for this broken house or this dirty look..."

"Secret curse?" Tonks said in surprise. "Dumbledore himself cast it... I can't even think of such a complex curse..."

This is 12 grimmer square, the old house of the Black family.

Some time ago, Dumbledore met Sirius and set the stronghold of the order of the Phoenix in the old house contributed by Sirius.

It is true that the curse of red courage and loyalty was applied here, but it was not put by Dumbledore, but by Marca herself.

Including the application and solidification of the magic spell, as well as the responsibility of the confidential person, it is a one-stop service.

"Well, yes... Remember, this is a place that only members can know..." Maka perfunctorily opened the door and walked into the still dark hall.

He is too lazy to attack Tonks. After all, he has just become a formal Auror. He should give her some self-confidence. There are still many things to do in the future!

"Oh - McLean!"

When they walked through the hall, they saw a man with slightly white hair and wearing a tubulaji suit coming up to them with big steps.

"Long time no see. You look taller..."