Harry Potter and MI6

"..." After a brief moment of feeling, Professor Sinister showed a bitter smile.

The magic she used was so weak that it couldn't even make people yawn. If Lu Ke hadn't testified for her, she would have even thought that the little fluctuation of energy was caused by her psychology to comfort herself.

the illusion.

"However, this is not entirely a bad thing." Putting aside the disappointing thoughts, Professor Sinistra realized one thing.

If the magic you use is so harmless, then the risk of researching and expanding this magic yourself will also be reduced.

Thinking that the secret that had been passed down by his family for so long would be solved in his own hands and a major breakthrough would be made, Professor Sinistra felt much better.

No, it hasn’t been completely solved yet. Where is the previous spell?

"Luke, is there any breakthrough in the first spell?"

Hearing Professor Sinistra's question, Luke remembered the spell that allowed him to contact the doctor.

"According to my research, that should be a phone number."

"Phone number?" Professor Sinistra fell into thinking after hearing this answer.

Luke did not interrupt Professor Sinistra's contemplation. He had just thought about whether to use that spell here.

This is a very confusing thing.

He had used that spell many times before, but it only worked once.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, it’s like you pray to a god, and one day the god really responds to you. But if you know that god is busy saving the world every day, then you will worry about whether at some insignificant time

Praying to him will disturb him.

I'm a little distressed. If I had been sober when we broke up, I should have made an agreement on all these things, instead of being tangled up alone like now.

However, just revealing that this was a phone number made the professor think deeply. Perhaps, this is enough...

Lu Ke saw a strange look in her eyes, as if she had really thought of something.

Professor Sinistra murmured to himself: "I think I understand... If it's the same as the Ministry of Magic..."

Lu Ke heard what she said clearly, but he still didn't know what it meant.

"Lu Ke." Professor Sinistra regained his confidence, bent down with his hands on his legs and looked directly at Luke, and said, "I will help you research that branch of magic. When I come to a conclusion, I will write a letter with an owl.

Let me tell you, you don’t have to come every Friday from now on, because I might not be here.”

"Thank you, Professor." Lu Ke solemnly thanked him. Looking at the professor who had already had some ideas writing and drawing on paper, Lu Ke said goodbye and left.

The professor just mentioned the owl.

This reminded him of Ali, his pet owl, the collared owl who knew Morse code.

Ever since he came to Hogwarts, he has been fostered in the Owlery. Except for once when he delivered a letter to Ollivander's old innkeeper, he has not been seen much again.

After all, Slytherin's rest room is underwater, and there is no place for it to fly. Instead of keeping it in a cage, it would be better to put it in a shed and live with other owls.

Although only a few days have passed for me, for Aly it must have been more than a month.

The Owlhouse was on the top floor of the west tower, and it took Luke a while to get there.

Countless owls gather here, and not all of them are as particular as Ali, so the sanitary conditions here are not very good.

Stepping cautiously to prevent himself from stepping on something indescribable, Lu Ke looked up and looked for Ali's figure.

However, Ali's figure is already petite, and it is difficult to see her in this dark and cluttered environment.

no solution anymore……

"Koooo, coooooo, coooo, coo." Luke imitated the cry of an owl and called out Ali's name in Morse code.

Looking at Ali flying over, Lu Ke smiled. Judging from the size and appearance of his feathers, he was doing well recently.

Ali stood on Luke's outstretched arm and began to communicate with Luke using Morse code. Luke silently translated its words in his heart.

'Luke, since I need to tell you a lot of information later, I'm going to tell you something now that you haven't realized yet.'

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

'That is, you can speak human language directly to me and I will understand you.'

"Ahem, I understand." Lu Ke's face turned red, and he scanned around to make sure no one else or owl looked at him like he was a fool, and then he touched two handfuls of Ali's feathers harshly.

"So what are you going to tell me?"

Ali pecked twice at the feathers that were ruffled by Luke and said, "During your absence, I met Bernard's owl. He said that he must deliver the letter to you with his own hands, but neither he nor I

I can't find your whereabouts.'

"I was indeed away a while ago, but does Bernard's owl also know Morse code?" Luke was very shocked that Bernard could actually use an owl to contact him, and his owl could actually communicate with Ali.

'Is it possible that I can communicate with all owls?'

"Why did you suddenly speak so irritatingly?" Lu Ke pressed the top of Ali's head, "I won't interrupt, let's get down to business."

'After I expressed my willingness to take on the important task of delivering the message, I wrote down the content of the letter. Bernard gave you a phone number and asked you to contact him when you have time. The man's name is Humphrey Appleby.'

'The letter also mentioned that if you decide to take over Sir Humphrey's task after contacting him, you need to contact Bernard again and he will provide you with help.'

'Then we tore the letter into pieces and threw it to all the owls here to eat.'

Ali finished such a long sentence in one breath, and Luke slowly pieced together all the information.

He still remembered the name Sir Humphrey. When he was at No. 10 Downing Street, he heard Bernard mention this name for the first time. Prime Minister Harker's evaluation of him was that if he was here, then the Prime Minister would be able to do anything.

Can't do it.

And now, this person actually wants to contact him alone and give him a task. It seems that he can refuse, but if he accepts, Bernard will help him...

"How long ago was that?"

'About two weeks ago.'

I'm already two weeks late. I don't know if I've delayed too much.

"I understand, please tell me the phone number."

Ali shouted and reported a series of numbers, and Luke silently memorized them.

After feeding Ali some owl snacks, Luke left.

That night, there was still an atmosphere of excitement in the Slytherin lounge.

Because tomorrow is the Quidditch House Cup match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, the students are already celebrating their victory before the match starts.

Their conceit is not unfounded. First of all, Slytherin has a long winning streak, which is enough to prove its strong strength. Secondly, the seeker of the Gryffindor team has graduated, and his replacement is a first-year freshman, Harry.

.

No matter how you look at it, Slytherin is sure to win, and Malfoy's face is beaming with joy.

But all Lu Ke was thinking about was what Ali told him. Finally, in the dead of night, he opened his eyes from the bed and walked into the empty common room with his communication device.