Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 319 Returning to the Muggle Opera House

Maureen and Magatha searched the entire gloomy Muggle Opera House. It was no different from the time Maureen came here during the summer vacation. There were broken glass doors, empty and dilapidated chairs, and some spider webs hanging on them. , Walking past, a rotten old smell hits the nostrils.

Although Magatha is a girl, she is born with a novel brain circuit. This kind of person can even run into the men's toilet without blushing and heartbeat. How can a mere Muggle opera house scare her.

She just followed Molin around, and kept poking her head around, recording Molin's research manual from time to time.Maureen is investigating this gloomy and lonely Muggle opera house, and Magatha is studying Maureen, with a clear division of labor.

Mo Lin felt very strange, because after walking into this opera house, the familiar feeling just now disappeared instead, as if nothing had happened.He carefully checked the performance hall on the first floor and used various manifestation spells, but he didn't see anyone.

Let alone human figures, it seems that even mice and insects have not been seen.

"Have you been here before?" Magatha followed Molin to check around the auditorium on the first floor. "You seem to be familiar with this place."

"I came here with my grandfather during the summer vacation, and the magic here has some abnormalities."

Maureen paid attention to the movement around him, kicked a soda can away, and looked under the seat. Although he didn't know what he was looking for, he always felt that there must be something hidden somewhere here.

They checked all the auditoriums of the opera house on the first floor. With Magatha here, Maureen didn't need to use the feather duster magic detector made by the fire squirrel that Alton gave last time. Just point at any place, Magatha. Sha will be able to figure out whether someone has stepped on this place.

Although it is very convenient to detect people with Magatha's natural magical traces, it is a pity that Magatha did not see any traces of people coming, and some were only left by Alton and others who came in to investigate a few months ago Footprints, these are not what Maureen wants.

"Is it covered by something?" Mo Lin walked towards the back of the stage.

Behind the stage is a dressing room. There is a large wardrobe made of discarded white pine wood. A lot of the paint on it has peeled off, and the edges of the wardrobe have been smashed by something.When he came last time, Mo Lin had also seen this large wardrobe. The wooden boards of the wardrobe were very thick, and if someone hid in it and sneezed, there would be no sound.

He habitually reached out and opened the large wardrobe. There was nothing in this wardrobe, only some tape and dust, and two crooked clothes hangers, which were more than enough to hide two people.

Maureen closed the closet again and walked back to the performance hall.

"Magatha, have you really not calculated anything?" Mo Lin turned to the stairs on the second floor, and he was going to have a look at the auditorium on the second floor.

Magatha walked and calculated on the paper, and suddenly said: "This Muggle opera house is very strange, is it really a Muggle place?"

"It's a Muggle place, what's wrong? What's so strange?" Mo Lin asked.

Magatha stood at the stairs, looked at the crooked ceiling, glanced at the broken window, and said, "I have calculated a lot of messy magic, which is very powerful and seems a little dangerous."

"Magic? Did you figure out that there is magic here?" Mo Lin was surprised, "But no, when I came with my grandfather last summer vacation, no magic was detected here."

"I can't tell. The magic here seems to be non-existent. I can figure it out for a while, and I can't figure it out for a while, and I still can't figure out where the source of these magics is."

Magatha's magic formula was divided into two parts. She outlined the magic formula on the left for a while, crossed out the magic formula on the right for a while, and restored the formula again for a while.

"Why is this?" Maureen asked puzzled.

Magatha bit the tip of her pen, frowned and pondered for a long time, then shook her head and said, "I don't know, it might be a very powerful blocking magic, just like the blocking magic that Professor Kane showed us, but this magic is more powerful. Deep, I've never seen it before."

There was something very wrong with this Muggle opera house.

Maureen became more and more confused. Since the summer vacation, he felt that this Muggle opera house was not simple. He saw people on the ceiling for no reason. Now, during the Dumbledore Cup Transfiguration competition, Magatha was counting Durmster What is the connection between this opera house when he actually figured out this opera house when he was in Lang's Ralph?
"Has Raph come in?" Mo Lin asked.

"Traces, my algorithm needs traces. I can only count the places he walked. If he didn't walk, I can't count them. It is very likely that he apparated directly to a certain place here. I have to go to his place. The place where Apparation appears can continue to be counted." Magatha explained.

Magatha didn't even ask Molin if he wanted to go back, nor told Molin that he shouldn't run around without telling Professor Kane, she just followed Molin honestly, being a steady bystander and not interfering with Molin's affairs. Behavior.

They had already reached the stairs on the second floor. The floor on the second floor was paved with red tiles, some of which were cracked, as if something heavy had fallen on it.

Go through a sloping door along the corridor, which is the auditorium on the second floor.

In the stepped auditorium on the second floor, you can clearly see the dilapidated performance stage on the first floor. The once magnificent face.

Too bad it's now abandoned.

Magatha held a magnifying glass all the way, followed Mo Lin down the aisle, and suddenly let out a soft "Huh".

"What's the matter? Magatha, what did you see?" Mo Lin stopped and asked.

Magatha walked quickly to a chair in front, from which she could clearly see the auditorium and the stage of the performance hall on the first floor.Magatha said suspiciously, "Someone sat on this chair just now."

"Just now? When was it?" Mo Lin asked quickly.

Magatha quickly calculated with a pen, and suddenly exclaimed: "Just three minutes and 27 seconds ago."

"3 minutes and 27 seconds ago? Doesn't that mean..."

Maureen gasped. Three minutes ago, he and Magatha were looking for something unusual in the auditorium on the first floor, but neither of them looked up to the auditorium on the second floor.

In other words, when they were searching the first floor, there was a person sitting here watching them!

Maureen clenched his wand tightly, and said in a deep voice, "There are traces left on this chair, so can you figure out who it is?"

Before Magatha could answer, suddenly there was a slight noise in the corridor that she came in just now, as if something had squeezed the air.

"Not good!" Mo Lin hurriedly ran towards the corridor.

(End of this chapter)