Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 318 The Invisible Man of Magatha
After waiting for about 10 minutes, the old woman disappeared at the end of the street. She walked so slowly that even the tortoise was faster than her.

Maureen beckoned Magatha to follow, and then walked quickly on the old brick road towards the entrance of the Muggle Opera House. He was no stranger to this place. He had come here twice with his grandfather Alton during the summer vacation, and he didn't notice it. to something wrong.

But Magatha actually said that Raph had been here, which made him feel a little bit wrong.

Just as they were about to approach the entrance of the opera house, Maureen sensed something and grabbed Magatha.

"Wait, something's wrong." Maureen pulled Magatha back behind the tree, and then quickly poked his head out to look around.

"What's wrong?" Magatha asked.

Maureen shook his head, he couldn't tell, since he just apparated here, he had a very weird feeling, and every time he had this feeling, he would run to another place inexplicably.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and his intuition told him that this must not be a good thing. He was attacked by an inexplicable monster in the Forbidden Forest last time, but he couldn't help but want to find out about it.

Duoyi had already jumped onto Mo Lin's shoulder, squeaking and looking around.

"Once I have any abnormalities, please remember to pull me in time." Mo Lin turned his head and said seriously to Magatha.

"Okay." Magatha looked at Molin suspiciously, and then glanced around. The pen in her hand never stopped, carefully recording every word Molin said.

Maureen has been staring at the gate of the Muggle Opera House. The old and dilapidated place is the same as when he came last time, but he feels that there is something different about the gate.

"You count the traces of the big iron gate of the opera house and see who has entered it." Mo Lin said in a low voice.

Magatha didn't ask any further questions, just picked up a pen and started calculating, and even took out a magnifying glass from her pocket.Her magic magnifying glass is very special, it is more effective than a telescope, and it can magnify distant scenes with a slight shake.

"No one has walked on this street within this hour." Magatha crossed out two lines of formulas and said.

"Is there no one?" Mo Lin thought for a while.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Wait, you just said that no one walked through this street for an hour?"

"Yes. Ralph came here two or three hours ago. He stepped on a leaf here, but he...how should I say it? I haven't calculated many things, so I don't know if he went in or not. Magatha checked the magic formula again, and said, "But after he left, no one came here again."

"But... that's not right! Just now, an old woman with white hair walked over with a cane. Does your arithmetic not work?"

Just now, Mo Lin was still thinking about that old Muggle woman who walked slower than a tortoise, and he was thinking of using magic to help her.

"The white-haired old woman? What white-haired old woman?" Magatha looked around, wondering, "I didn't see it!"

"Didn't you see? Just when we just apparated, that person came towards us, and I pulled you to hide behind the tree, and she walked along this street."

Maureen pointed to the street covered with fallen leaves. The wind blew through the street, and many leaves swirled and fluttered. The old Muggle woman just passed by the street. The target was so obvious that Magatha could not have missed it. is.

"Really? Did you pull me behind the tree to hide? I wondered what you were doing behind the tree...but I didn't count any old women."

Magatha bit her pen, becoming more and more confused by what Molin said, and she began to record Molin's research manual again.

Mo Lin was no longer in the mood to take care of this manual. At this moment, a strong sense of vigilance suddenly rose in his heart, and he immediately looked behind.

"What's wrong?" Magatha asked.

"Pull out your wand." After Maureen finished speaking, he disappeared in place.

Mo Lin just felt someone peeping at him at the end of the street behind him. The feeling of being peeped was very strong, and that was exactly where the white-haired old woman disappeared.

He Apparated to the end of the street, looking to the left, and he remembered the old woman going to the left.

On the left is a long asphalt road, with a variety of Muggle shops on both sides of the street. There are not many Muggle pedestrians on the road, but the old lady has disappeared.

The old woman had just walked out of this street, and with her tortoise-like speed, it is estimated that she hadn't walked 50 meters, but now she couldn't see any trace, which was really weird.

"What's going on?" Magatha asked after apparating to Maureen from the other side.

"Someone was spying on us just now." Mo Lin said in a deep voice. When he came here, the sense of peeping had disappeared.

"Spying on us?" Magatha said in surprise, "Is it Raffle?"

"I don't know, the old woman I saw just now has also disappeared." Mo Lin thought for a while, and asked again: "Are you sure you didn't count an old woman who walked here?"

Magatha picked up the brush and recalculated again, shaking her head: "No, I didn't figure it out."

"That's weird." Maureen pondered, he turned and walked towards the Muggle Opera House, deciding to go in and see what happened.

"Araho Cave is open."

Mo Lin knocked on the iron door of the opera house, the rusty iron door made a blunt clatter, then the door slowly moved to the two sides, and he saw the dilapidated hall in front of him again, the floor was covered with a thick layer of Dust, no other footprints in sight.

Mo Lin took two steps, but he left his own footprints.

"There are traces of magic that cover up the footprints here." Magatha pointed to Maureen's footprints on the ground and said, "This kind of traces are easy to count."

"Anyway, something is wrong here, you hold your wand and follow me."

Maureen walked in cautiously. This time, in order to prevent any abnormal situation, he had to ensure that he could see Magatha at all times, so as to prevent himself from accidentally running into that place.

What Maureen and Magatha didn't realize was that after they entered the gloomy Muggle opera house, behind the poplar trees beside the desolate street, an old woman whose teeth had already fallen out was staring at the opera house with cloudy eyes the gate.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face were all piled together, like a puddle of mud randomly smeared on her face, her eyes were covered with a layer of white shadows, and she was looking at the door of the opera house and laughing miserably. When laughing, the toothless mouth is like a shriveled hole, dark and eerie.

"Jie Jie."

The old lady's laughter was like fingernails scratching the glass, dry and unbearable. It echoed in the street, and it seemed to roll up a chill.

(End of this chapter)