It is obviously not easy to restore the ruined thing to its original state; if it is to be repaired exactly like the original one, it will be even more difficult.

For Maca, the former may be able to do it, but the latter ...

"It always felt ... something was missing."

He walked in the unmanned corridor and looked at the familiar but strange classroom, so he muttered to himself.

"Is it because there are fewer people?"

Since it was completely reconstructed according to the memories left in his own mind, this "new" Hogwarts castle is at least no different from the past on the surface-every floor tile under the foot, every track on the wall The lines and even the angle of each book on the bookshelf, even if Maca is going to use the meditation basin to retrieve memories for comparison, he will definitely not find the slightest difference.

However, not to mention that there is no one's difference. The ancient and modern magic spells originally attached to every corner of the entire castle are not recoverable by Maca.

"Oh, these stairs should move by themselves."

Slowly dangling near the steps of the castle, Maca looked up at the hanging stone steps without support, frowned slightly.

The ever-changing staircase was originally designed and built by Royna Ravenclaw, using many very subtle and magical techniques.

Nowadays, if you want Maca to restore this set of moving staircases in all directions ... I have to say that it is not very difficult to achieve that effect. However, if you want to keep the complicated magic stairs running for thousands of years, Without failure, this is not a task that can be done in ten days and a half months of research.

Maca stood under the stairs, looked up at them a few times, and finally shook his head-apparently he didn't have the time to tinker with something that was somewhat irrelevant now.

"Maca, I want to see the greenhouse ... Can you come with me?"

Suddenly, Willie, who had been behind him, asked softly.

"Is the greenhouse?" Maca gave a little meal, then nodded. "Well, OK!"

He said that he was about to walk back with Willie, but the moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a slightly abnormal but familiar wave passing by himself.

"Wait first."

After speaking to Willie, he turned back again and raised his head to glance. Followed closely, he saw that he stretched out his hand to scratch gently, and then pulled back as if holding something.

The next moment, a group of white, at the same time, a little transparent shadow was pulled out of nothing.

"Who ... who? What is going on? Where am I? Hmm? Isn't this McLean? Oh, and a little white-haired mute ..."

The virtual shadow struggled a few times in Maca's hands, and found that he couldn't break it at all, so he just stopped moving. However, its mouth was not idle at all, and it kept writhing and twisting.

"You're all done, can't you just close your mouth and say a few words?" Makati slipped through his funny, slightly obscure collar, "Pippi."

"Because it's all like this, I have to take this opportunity to say a few more words ... Oh! Where do you little **** kid know this!"

Pippi twitched his short arms and short legs and tossed a few times. Then he spit out his tongue and made a grimace at Macabee, unable to settle at all.

However, no matter how noisy it behaves, it can no longer conceal the fundamental weakness. Without Maca's initiative to help it consolidate its appearance, it can hardly even maintain self-consciousness at the moment.

In the final analysis, Pippi is a monster born in the spiritual energy of teachers and students of all ages.

"Pippi?" Willie couldn't help but look at it, seeing it, "It's been a long time."

"Oh, dumb, you can speak! Haha ..."

"I'm not dumb." Willie pursed and pursed.

"Okay!" Pippi hissed. "I see, little dumb."

Maca watched it quarrel with Willie, thinking about it from the left and right, suddenly realized a possibility-perhaps, it was the "old alumni" who lived here for a while before letting it form a wave of fluctuations, Before that, it had probably disappeared because the people of Hogwarts had gone upstairs.

"I said, I'm not dumb."

"Don't I say that too? I see, white-haired little dumb!"

Probably even the Pipi ghost himself gradually realized that he really did not have the energy to play tricks like before, it said, still breathing a little bit, and gave up trying to make Willie angry.

Unexpectedly, after seeing a few more breaths, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Maka:

"Unruly McLean ... You just let go! No need to waste your energy ... Pippi is not afraid of death, nor will he die ... instead of facing the three of you in this empty castle It's better to sleep better than to speak. "

"Or else, I'll send you to the boat? Students and professors are all there now." Maca thought for a moment.

However, seeing it immediately shook his head without hesitation.

"Pippi is a Pippi in Hogwarts Castle, not a Pippi on a ship!"

"Well," Maca looked a little weak again. She nodded after all, "Also ... then you ... wait a minute!"

The words fell slightly, and Maca let loose her hand holding it ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and even if it looked like it was about to melt into the air, it quickly faded.

"... boy, let it all come to an end soon! Pippi is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that he is not alone ... it would be too lonely ..."

Listening to the last words reverberating quietly in the empty staircase, Maca froze and raised her hands habitually and rubbed her forehead. Then he turned to look at Mr. Blois, who was standing a little further away, and patted Willie's shoulder again, saying:

"Come on, aren't you going to the greenhouse? Let's go and see!"

To be honest, Pippi's last sentence really made Maca feel a little touched-yes, although as long as the teachers and students are still there, it can be "Hogwarts" everywhere. However, this is too lonely.

After turning back slightly again, Maca took Willie and walked to the hall step by step.

Outside the castle, the weather is still very beautiful. Looking up at the sky, the sky is blue.

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