Maca's action is still very neat. When he used the shrinking spell to pack away the werewolves that had been petrified, he took Lenny and Lina out of this room, which was almost destroyed Basement.

He planned to take the two werewolf girls to Hogwarts, believing that Dumbledore would arrange them properly.

As for Logan, he did not follow Maca to Hogwarts Castle. As mentioned earlier, he intends to start with the remaining ordinary werewolves and move step by step towards his desired goal.

To be honest, although Maca can show enough respect to every ambitious person, he is not optimistic about Logan.

In order to allow the wizard to have a sense of identification with the werewolf, in addition to the popularization of wolf poison, it is obviously the most realistic and effective way to speak in terms of benefits.

However, Logan obviously does not have this ability.

Of course, there are always many ways, and in this regard, Maca won't assert that he will never succeed.

"I will support you," Maca smiled. "... Of course, I mean spiritually."

Logan gave a deep glance at the werewolf sisters, then waved his hands and said nothing, and turned and left.

"I dare not expect your support, as long as you don't oppose it, thank God." He muttered secretly in his heart as he walked.

Standing on the side of the street, looking at Logan's back as he went away, Maca turned her head as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Hungry!" Lenny said politely. "Do you want me to take a bite?"

Lena stretched her hand, but instead of caring, she looked up and looked at Maca.

"Hey ... it's time to change your recipe."

Marka pushed her aside with her face, then walked past her and walked forward, causing her a grumble of dissatisfaction.

"Where is Lena?" He asked suddenly, "I think you are more reliable than your sister ... what do you like to eat?"

"... shredded green pepper."

"what?"

...

Early next morning, in the Gryffindor College common room.

"Hermione!"

Hermione, who had just descended from the staircase leading to the girl's bedroom, was suddenly stopped by Ron, but she didn't want to stop at all, and still hurried forward.

It was as if she hadn't noticed that there was another person beside her.

But Ron reached out and grabbed her by the arm.

"What the **** are you doing!" Hermione shook his hand away sharply without turning back. "First let Lavender steal my stuff, but now you want to apologize? Do you think I will forgive you? ?"

"No ... Hermione ..." Ron's voice came from behind her, sounding a bit dry, "I have something to tell you ... I ... I like you!"

"Sorry, but I don't like you."

Hermione's answer was decisive and quick, as if she were skimming as much as possible.

"I know ..." Ron was only a little silent, and then continued, "I asked Lavender to steal the dress. How did you know?"

"So far, does it still make sense to ask this?"

Hermione left a cold voice, and then planned to leave again. But her legs were only half raised, and Ron took her arm again.

"you……"

"Hermione! Listen to me!" Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and continued stubbornly. "Did you hear my conversation with Maca?"

"So what? No?" Hermione stood still, questioning Ron with her back to her.

"That's the case, then ..." Ron gritted his teeth. "Hermione, I know very well that you have never liked me ... I came here just to give myself an account."

"I know, Maca is right-I can now face up to my weaknesses, and to grow further, I must break down my weaknesses!"

"But ... I thought for a long time when I went back ... and then I understood. I'm not Maca, and I have no ability to be him or replace him!"

"All I can do is just like today-confess my heart to you, and wait for your personal rejection."

With that said, Ron shook his head in pain with his eyes closed.

"For me, 'giving up' is my greatest courage."

This sentence seemed to consume most of Ron's strength, and the whole person was full of a sense of relief.

But at the next moment, he raised his head down sharply, and looked at Hermione's back.

"But, Hermione, you are different." He firmly said, "You are much smarter than me ... No, you are smarter than most of your classmates! I think only you can keep up with Maca's footsteps ... you Go and speak with Maca! "

"..." Give up "is my courage, it is definitely not for you!"

Ron's words were so loud that many students in the lounge looked at them.

Hermione turned around, but her gaze fell elsewhere.

She shook her arm lightly and said blankly, "Let ’s go ... you hurt me."

"Uh ... sorry ..."

Ron let go of his hand subconsciously, but saw Hermione suddenly glance at him.

"I don't need you to say that, I won't give up." Hermione looked at him. "But I won't go to Maca either-at least not now! Maca has very important plans, and I definitely won't Will interfere with him! "

After all, Hermione decisively turned and walked outside the lounge.

But after taking a few steps, she paused again, and said to Ron sideways, "Thank you."

Smart as Hermione has understood why Ron stole her dress. And her "thank you" is not so much a gratitude for Ron's painstaking care for her, but rather a final "redemption" she gave to Ron.

Ron looked at her leaving, rubbing her face with a grin, and then exhaled a long breath.

"Okay! Everything is finally over!"

"What's over?"

Now that Harry had just come out of the bedroom, he didn't know that he had missed many wonderful shows recently.

"my love!"

Ron looked at Harry, finished his words seriously, and then gave himself a grin.

He felt that he was now a lot easier-no more thinking about those boring thoughts, and he could enjoy life's fun again.

Although life is not always satisfactory, he still feels inferior because of certain facts. But he believes that this is his true self, not anyone else ...

As Ron said, the recent mess is almost over-at least for the three Harry.

And soon, the summer semester began inadvertently.

As usual, the beginning of the summer semester means that they will step up their training and prepare for the last Quidditch game of the season.

However, this year, the last project of the top three competitions completely occupied this school event-even the Warriors still know nothing about the content of the third project.

Finally, in the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept Harry and Hermione after the morphing class.

"Porter, Granger ... you go to the Quidditch Stadium below at 9 o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall told them, "Mr. Bagman will be there to tell the Warriors what the third project is."

Yes, under the auspices of Dumbledore, the battle for the top three is as usual, and there have been no changes due to the appearance of the Dark Mark.

So, at eight thirty that night, Harry and Hermione separated from Ron in the Gryffindor Tower and came downstairs. As he walked through the foyer, Maca was coming up the stairs in the basement.

"Maca?" Harry said strangely. "Where did you come from?"

"Professor Snape's office ..." Macka replied casually. "Well, to be precise, it was Professor Snape's private potion preparation room."

He seemed to be thinking about something and seemed a little absent-minded.

Hermione just watched him a few times secretly without saying a word.

"What do you think it will be?" As the three of them walked down the stone steps into the cloudy night, Harry asked Marka, "I heard that Miss Drakul seemed to keep on talking. Under the tunnel, she thought we were looking for treasure. "

"That's not bad." Maca perfunctoryly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ You can borrow a basket from Hagrid to sniff and leave things to them to do ... "

They walked down the dark lawn toward the Quidditch Stadium, and then entered the stadium through a passage between the stands.

"What did they do there?" Harry stopped abruptly and said in surprise.

Quidditch has changed completely!

Although the surrounding lawn is still smooth and smooth, it is right in the center of the court, but it has an incredible hole!

"Is it really an underground tunnel?" Harry said, walking cautiously to the edge of the huge pothole and looking down.

But he just glanced at it and took a step back.

"Oh my God! This ... is it too deep?" He exclaimed loudly.

"Hello!" Shouted a pleasant voice.

Ludo Bagman appeared behind them, with Furong beside him.

Harry turned around and walked towards them. When Maca walked nearby, Fleur smiled brightly at him, but Maca kept thinking about something.

"How's it going, do you think?" Bagman asked happily when everyone was approaching. "Progress is good, isn't it? In another month, the following will be completely arranged, don't worry!"

He saw an unpleasant expression on Harry's face and said with a smile: "As soon as the hegemony event ends, your Quidditch stadium will return to its original state! Well, you can guess what test you will face Right? "

"Treasure hunt in the ground?" Furong seemed happy, she thought she was right.

"No, it's not ..." Bagman smiled. "Of course, before publishing the correct answer, the first thing we have to announce ... is the score for the second item!"