Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 320 The Mysterious Old Witch

The hallway was empty, Maureen was a step late, and someone had Apparated away.

"hateful."

Mo Lin was a little annoyed. When he was checking on the first floor just now, he didn't even think about looking up to the auditorium on the second floor.

So who is the person sitting on the second floor peeping at him?Why did it appear in this place?What is the other party's purpose?
Magatha tried to calculate from the traces left when the other party apparated away, but after calculating for a long time, she crumpled the paper and shook her head: "I can't figure it out, this person's magic is too powerful."

"Is that the guy who left with Ralph at the stadium?" Maureen asked.

"I don't know. If I deliberately use black magic to cover it up, I can't make a comparison with these clues alone. I have to see it with my own eyes." Magatha said as she stuffed the calculation paper into her pocket.

"What secrets does this place hide?"

Maureen walked towards the window on one side of the corridor. Through the dusty glass window, he could see the street outside the opera house, but the trees on both sides of the street were covered by leaves, so he couldn't see the scene on the road .

He reached out and touched his pocket, frowned and remained silent for a moment, then said, "Let's go, Magatha, let's go back, Professor Kane may be looking for us."

"it is good."

Although Magatha didn't know what Maureen was thinking, she still nodded.Mo Lin held her back, and the two of them apparated away.

Five minutes after Maureen and Magatha left, the large rusty iron door on the first floor of the opera house suddenly closed automatically with a "crash", and the big lock also made a dull clicking sound and locked itself.

In the empty auditorium on the second floor of the opera house, a man wearing a brown wizard robe and a cowboy hat had already sat at some point.

After a while, a white-haired old witch with a cane came slowly from the entrance.She walked very slowly, walking down the stepped auditorium aisle, and she seemed to be panting for a long time every time she stepped down.

When she walked to the man's side, it seemed like a century had passed.

"Is that the boy? Lucas."

A strange smile was showing on the old witch's muddy face at this time, looking at the man in the brown wizard robe, this man was sitting on the chair that Magatha had just found, as if he had been sitting there for a long time without moving.

Lucas raised his head slightly, lazily, with a playful glint in his eyes under the brim of his hat.

"You were found?" Lucas asked.

"The boy is on high alert."

The old witch bent down to sit down on the seat next to Lucas. Her movements were very slow, and her bones creaked when she bent down, as if the bones were rusted.

"It really surprised me that he found this place." Lucas stretched out his feet and put them on the back of the chair in front of him.

"Because he has the help of that girl, and that girl is a very good arithmetic and divination genius."

The old witch finally sat down, and the screws of the chair made a "creaking" sound, and the chair was on the verge of falling, but she reached out and knocked on the armrest, and the "creaking" sound stopped immediately.

The old hag breathed a sigh of relief, as if such a simple act of sitting down would kill her.

"It's just a silly girl who can only hold a pen." Lucas looked very disdainful.

"Do you look down on arithmetic fortune-tellers?" The old witch asked sullenly, "Are you sure?"

Lucas twitched his nose, as if he wanted to let out a "sneer", but he remembered something, and took it back abruptly, as if unwilling to refute the old witch's words.

After a while, Lucas sneered and said, "Your divination skills are so powerful, didn't you almost get discovered?"

The old witch's wrinkled old face suddenly sank, she snapped her fingers, and the chair under Lucas suddenly shattered.

Lucas jumped up suddenly, he almost fell, and immediately turned around and glared at the old witch like a bird of prey, shouting, "What are you doing?"

"It's arithmetic divination! Lucas, if you dare to call it divination again, I promise—" The old witch showed a miserable smile: "The chair will not be broken next time."

Lucas narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to get angry, but suppressed his anger, snorted coldly, walked to another chair and sat down.

The old witch put the crutch aside, carefully leaned on the back of the chair, adjusted the back of the chair again, and changed to a comfortable sitting position.

"It wasn't her who found me, it was the boy. I was just curious and wanted to try." The old witch's tone seemed to become excited, and her breathing became a little short: "It's too unexpected, I used arithmetic divination magic to hide the truth." Passed the girl, but not the boy."

When the old witch spoke excitedly, the muddy wrinkles on her face stretched out: "It turns out that invisible people do exist."

"Hmph, you'd better take it easy for me. If the master's plan is ruined due to some accident, you..."

"I'm not afraid of your master, Lucas, you don't need to scare me with a living paper man." The old witch said dryly.

"How dare you say that about him!" Lucas' face twisted, and his voice was a little shrill: "Do you think you have lived too long?"

The old witch glanced at Lucas contemptuously: "Peyngade can't protect himself, so he can come to trouble me? You'd better find out, if it wasn't for me, he would have been finished. He is too stupid to think that his plan is foolproof, But he exposed his whereabouts, you should understand that the Agripas and his wife are still looking for him, right?"

Lucas's eyelids twitched, and he said viciously, "Those two old bastards."

"If I were you, I wouldn't say that about them." The old witch looked at Lucas contemptuously, "Their couple is something you can't afford to mess with, if I hadn't intervened, they would have found it with the crystal ball. Payngade. Do you think that your master, who is hiding from XZ in the painting, can survive with a damaged time-turner after revealing his ambition?"

Lucas stared angrily at the old hag, his right hand still clutching the wand in his pocket.

"Tell me, what exactly is Payngade going to do?" the old hag asked impatiently, not caring about the small movements in Lucas' hands.

The air was silent for a few seconds. After suppressing his anger, Lucas said slowly, "For that boy."

"Then why didn't you catch him just now?" The old witch looked at Lucas coldly, "Can't you still deal with two children?"

"Because the time has not yet come." Lucas sneered, "Master needs to confirm one thing first."

"Prove what? He's not going to catch that boy to resurrect himself?"

"He has better plans." Lucas seemed unwilling to explain too much, "There is an answer that only that boy can give, and you will understand in the future."

"Let me understand now."

The old witch's voice was very dry, and she sounded weak, but when she spoke, there was a strange depressing breath, which seemed to make people breathless.

Lucas' face changed slightly, a little cloudy and uncertain. He obviously didn't want to let the old witch know so soon, but he was quite afraid of the old witch who had half her foot in the coffin.

He pondered for a long time and made a decision.

"I can tell you what the next plan is."

(End of this chapter)