() "Professor, are you here ... a lot cleaner than before?"

In the principal's office, Maca, who bid farewell to Hermione, immediately noticed the difference as soon as she entered the door.

"In fact, it was very clean before, but the stuff was too cluttered. I just sorted it out recently ..." Dumbledore stood up from behind the desk with a smile, pacing up.

"At least the sorting hat must be clean," Maca said, picking up the top hat on the shelf. "I told it at the sorting ceremony-it's time to take a shower!"

"Hey? Little cock, don't use your paw to flip me over. I'm a new hat now!" The Sorting Hat turned around immediately and yelled loudly.

"Are there any patches for the new hat?" Maca rolled her eyes.

But the sorting hat was quite unconvinced, and once again blocked the hand of Maca with the brim of the hat, straightened the tip of the hat with a spirit of esteem.

"This is fashion! Do you understand fashion? Don't talk if you don't!"

"Yes, you are the most fashionable ..."

Maca put him back on the shelf with a smirk and then turned around in a grunt of the Sorting Hat, only to see Dumbledore looking at them with a smile.

"Professor, what are you giving me?" He asked curiously.

"Well, don't hurry ..." Dumbledore greeted him. "Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea together? Sunbathe and relax?"

"Oh-" Maca thought for a while, "OK ... I mean, why not?"

The two sat down face-to-face at the little round table vacated by the window, and Dumbledore pulled out his wand and pointed at the table. Two teacups with cups and saucers and a steaming teapot appeared immediately above him.

And as he lightened again, a plate of jelly cookies appeared.

"Taste it! The new product of the Duke of Honey-Wishing Cookies."

Dumbledore said, picking a piece first, then he aimed his mouth at the depression filled with jelly in the middle of the cookie, and said perfectly: "Lemon flavor!"

The voice didn't fall, and the original red jelly turned yellow immediately.

"Look! That's it ..." He presented Maca with a treasure-like display, and then opened his mouth to take a bite. "The poster said, I can make any wish! But I tried 'Monkey's Nose After Dinner yesterday' Weier 'later discovered that the smell didn't seem very much like ... "

"'Monstery nose smell'?" Maca grinned. "The next time you take a snack to the boy's bathroom in the basement, you don't have to make a wish, it looks like ..."

"Really?" Dumbledore said curiously, "I haven't been there for a while ... you know, Hogwarts Castle is really big!"

"That bathroom is also blocked-it wasn't Myrtle's job, it was really blocked!" Maca spread his hand, "but there is almost no one there."

As he said, he also picked a cookie and pointed his mouth at the depression, learning from Dumbledore.

"Um ... moonlight chrysanthemum honey?" Maca said tentatively.

However, the jelly on that cookie has not changed at all, and it is still the default red-that is probably strawberry flavor and the like.

"No, it's too demanding!" Dumbledore waved his hands with a smile.

Maca shrugged, compromising: "Butter pudding."

The old man and the young man were sitting opposite each other, and after pondering about this cookie for a while, then they focused on other topics.

"I heard about Potions recently from Severus. How is Kingsley?" Dumbledore drank lipstick tea and asked like a gossip.

"Oh, the antidote has been researched. Just given Kingsley yesterday ... his symptoms have been deepened, and it seems that he has to take the medicine a few more times." Maca replied, "but the danger should be It's gone. "

"That's good ..." Dumbledore nodded plainly.

"Then ... Professor, I heard it from Hermione just now, and Professor Trelawney made a new prediction." This time, Maca asked, "What do you think of that prediction?"

"Don't worry too much, although it may not look good on the surface, but there should be no major problems." Dumbledore casually said, "As for the details, you can think about it ..."

"Oh-is it?" Maca said hesitantly.

"Relax! Just do what you think--" Dumbledore said easily. "You can be alone now. I can't help you ... Maybe I'll ask you to help me instead." ! "

"'Request' or something, don't say that ..." Maca immediately shook her head. "What do I need, just say it!"

"Of course, if there is anything I can help you with, I will definitely say it." Dumbledore looked at Marka with some interest and said.

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Marka also mumbled. Although it wasn't a burden, he knew that Dumbledore would not be targeted.

In the future, or soon after, Dumbledore will definitely open the mouth with him. Just what he would say "request", Maca would not know.

After Dumbledore's words, they drank the fragrant black tea while lazily basking in the sun. Occasionally a gust of wind blows over the side of the neck, bringing a touch of warmth.

Once upon a time, Maca had been dreaming of such a comfortable life; but now, he only felt that it was so leisurely, it was a bit too luxurious.

"Professor, what's the matter of calling me this time, shouldn't you say it?" Maca asked again, "when the matter is resolved now, we can have a lot of opportunities to drink tea and chat together."

Dumbledore retracted his eyes from the window and smiled. "Well, since you are so anxious, let's talk about today's business ..."

"Well ... it's" the business ", but it's actually a trivial matter ..."

While talking, he picked up the wand at his hand quite casually, turned the handle of the wand and handed it to Maca.

"Last time I heard Garrick say ... he said you seem to be able to use any wand?" Dumbledore said curiously. "Why not ... try this?"

"Uh ... are you talking about Mr. Garrick Olivander in the Wandshop?" Maca froze, but didn't reach out immediately. "Professor, do you want me to try the old wand?"

"Huh? Do you know it?" Dumbledore nodded indifferently. "Yeah! Try it ... see if it's amazing or you're amazing?"

"This--"

Maca really wanted to take a look at it, but the origin of this magic wand in Dumbledore's hands was extraordinary, and its characteristics were quite clear. He didn't dare to reach out and get it.

"Take it and look at it," said Dumbledore, "you should know that the phrase 'the wand chooses a wizard' has always been the truth that Garrick believes in. And your presence can keep him upset!"

As Dumbledore said, the transformation of the Wand began when Garrick Oliver formally took over the family's Wand Shop.

Prior to that, wizards needed to buy magic wands.

They will go to the wand store with all kinds of cores, and use some magical materials inherited from their ancestors, family beliefs, or they think they are suitable.

It was Garrick Olivend who put forward the concept of "the wand chooses a wizard" and thus led the trend of an era.

Of course, in fact, he also discovered this concept from a certain volume of ancient books.

In fact, Maca himself didn't believe in anything like "the wand chooses a wizard". This is not only related to his own situation, the main thing is that the magic wand is just a tool created to facilitate the casting.

Maca acknowledged that Oliver's approach was correct.

After all, the knowledge of wand science is too broad, it is difficult to get started, and in-depth research is more time-consuming and laborious. In addition, the incomplete knowledge inheritance makes it difficult to choose a wand, even making a wand.

Therefore, the use of a large number of magic wands to match the wizard is indeed much stronger than the wizard himself with the core material to order.

But the correct approach does not mean that the concept proposed by Oliver is also correct.

According to the ancient books in Royna's Chamber, at that time, the sufficiently knowledgeable wizards made their own wands.

Just as those fairies who are good at making magic props insist-ownership of magic props should always remain in the hands of the maker.

It's just that up to now, not only has the shaman's heritage become thinner and weaker, but the persistence of the fairies has also changed.

Macca told Dumbledore his own opinion, which did arouse some interest in Dumbledore.

"... To be honest, I'm not familiar with wand science, but ..." Dumbledore said with interest, "Do you make your own wand? This does sound good ..."

"The weird wand you used was made by yourself-the spinal cord of the dementor?"

"Yeah!" Maca spread his hands, "Unfortunately, I lost it recently ..."

"Isn't that just right?" Dumbledore smiled ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and handed the wand over again, "It was meant to be for you."

"But why suddenly--" Maca said puzzledly.

"You need it more than I do, don't you?" Dumbledore said naturally, "It's mainly you who are in danger now ... and me, as long as I'm responsible for keeping Hogwarts well!"

While speaking, Dumbledore looked unusually brisk.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you! It was you who allowed me to let go of my burden and embark on a more 'selfish' magic journey."

Maca couldn't help but be touched--the old wizard who devoted most of his life to the magic world seemed to finally come out of the self-imposed confinement called "ideal".

"Uh ..." Macarton paused, a little awkwardly, "Although it's true ... but ..."

For a moment, Maca still didn't pick up the old wand, but stretched her hand to her waist ...