The genius remembered the address of the site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Seeing Maca walked into the door of his house, Fred and George immediately counted each other three times, and then learned The voice of their mother, Mrs. Weasley, shouted, "Oh, Merry Christmas, dear, do you seem to be thin again?"

Almost at the same time, a similar voice sounded inside the door, and the content was even the same.

Fred and George immediately supported each other and laughed back together.

When she first arrived in the living room, Maca heard the sound behind her, and couldn't help laughing. She walked towards the dining table not far from the door.

Mrs. Weasley had stood up to meet them.

"Merry Christmas, everyone." Marka greeted happily.

Luna beside him also said a blessing, but her attention seemed to be attracted by the Christmas wreath hanging on the wall, and she was looking into the mistletoe in the wreath!

They came by very well, the Weasleys, Ron, Ginny, Harry ... even Sirius was still here, and a group of people were sitting around the table eating breakfast alive.

It's a pity that he and Luna are already full, otherwise they can have a meal by the way.

"Maca, and Miss Lovegood ... would you like something to eat together?" Mrs. Weasley invited warmly.

"No, no, we've all eaten." Makar hurriedly signaled, "Mrs. Weasley, it's not my first time to come, and you don't need to entertain us-you go and eat! We will take this Think of yourself! "

"Oh—good words! This is your own home." Mr. Weasley nodded again and again. "Molly, come sit down!"

As Maca himself said, he was not at all polite, so he took out a chair and sat down at the table.

He noticed that Ron and Ginny's expressions seemed a little dull.

Soon he wanted to understand why-Percy was still asleep, and the two of them should have just learned last night. While they were still in school, the Weasleys didn't tell them the news.

"Harry, Ron, isn't it a good Christmas Eve?" He took the initiative to find a topic that can mobilize the atmosphere. "Especially Harry, look! I said I'd give you back a little Sirius, right?" "

"Oh yes! Thank you!" Harry said gratefully. "There is no better Christmas Eve than last night! Did you know? Sirius gave me one of the coolest Christmas gifts!"

He said, but got close to Macar's ear, and added a very small voice: "But to be honest, I don't really like it ... although it is really great."

"What is it?" Maca said curiously.

"Yes--" Harry, who was about to blurt out, suddenly opened his mouth and glanced at Sirius again. "Oh ... sorry, I promised Sirius can't say."

"Really? It doesn't matter--it will be your common secret." Maca nodded, but looked at Sirius, "I just hope, that's not a bad idea."

"Hey! What are you talking about!" Sirius raised his fork, unsatisfactorily.

"It's right for me to be worried, Makar!" Mrs. Weasley said to him, "you always toss out some reckless things, don't say that you haven't realized anything at all?"

"Oh ... Come on! Molly ..." Sirius reluctantly said, "I'm careful enough now."

"Okay! I'm just reminding you," Maca told Harry, "whatever the gift is, be careful when you use it, you can practice more!"

"You ... you know what?" Harry said suddenly.

"A gift that can make you like this ... well, such an interest is nothing more than a better broom and more difficult spells." Maca shrugged and said quietly, "You already have a crossbow of fire, most of it A practical and powerful spell ... isn't it? "

"Oh ... don't guess ..." Harry quickly covered Maca's mouth. "I know, I'll practice more."

Maca nodded and motioned to take his hand away. Once this guy was in a hurry, it didn't matter much, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Harry was so anxious because he knew Maca had guessed the answer.

The curses currently being taught cover a wide range, and the materials issued by Maca alone include a large number of practical spells. To say that there is nothing above, except for the black magic, that is, the more dangerous ones.

Among them, what can be taught to Harry now is undoubtedly the Apparition of Apparition.

Although this spell is quite difficult, for ordinary wizards, its main difficulty lies in a "determination". If the determination is not strong enough and the determination is not enough, it will not be able to spread attention to every corner of the body, which will easily lead to accidents.

Those who are easy to lose things are not suitable for learning this curse, because maybe one of you may forget some part of your body in place, right?

But for pure Gryffindors like Sirius and Harry, that's not a problem at all. Maybe in a couple of days, Harry could use it to get around.

Of course, Maca couldn't care about this. Now that Harry has understood a little bit, he would never take the initiative to jump to Voldemort to find a duel.

After a few chats at the table, Ron, who quickly resolved the breakfast, took Harry and Maca together to his room. As for Luna, Ginilla went to the trouble of finding a goblin in the garden outside.

Ron's room was at the very top of the burrow, and there was only the attic above. According to Ron, in addition to the sundries, there was a ghoul hidden in the attic.

Although the name of this amazing creature sounds scary, it is actually not very dangerous. They usually look ugly, and look stubborn, and have tusks.

The ghoul's head can't hold too much stuff. It is tired and stupid. Besides humming, it often makes noise, which is to find some spiders or moths.

"... As long as it feels too quiet at home, it knocks on the pipe in the corner of the attic." Ron said indifferently. "But it basically has little chance to knock during the day, and if it is too late, it has to sleep."

Before the words fell, Maca heard another reprimand from Madame Weasley downstairs, and it was probably Fred and George who had upset her again.

"I think we already understand why it didn't have a chance to knock," Maca pointed at the floor with a smile, "because your mother was there during the day."

"That's it." Ron let out his hands helplessly. "I really hope my mother can take a break-I'd rather listen to it knocking on our pipe!"

It has been a long time since Maca visited Ron's room last time.

However, the appearance here has not changed much. Except for the "Wizard War Chess" that Maca gave him, most other places are related to Quidditch.

The surrounding walls and sloping ceilings were dominated by Quidditch posters-they were, without exception, Chadian artillery, and the orange-yellow main color made them very eye-catching.

The quilt on his bed was also artillery, with two black "c" s printed on it and a magnificent golden shell. However, I have to say that this quilt is a bit dated compared to what Maca saw that year.

Ron is a loyal supporter of this British team, and at his peak, he has won 21 times in the UEFA Cup. But even Maca, who doesn't pay much attention to Quidditch games, knows that this team is no longer good.

"Ron, why don't we go and play Quidditch in the orchard at the back?" I knew that because of Percy's situation, although Ron didn't say it, his mood was definitely complicated, and Maka suddenly said, Ginny also called, and Fred and George, exactly three to three. How about that? "

"Where is Luna?" Harry asked quickly.

"She?" Maca shrugged. "She likes watching more than playing Quidditch ..."

As soon as Ron was about to play Quidditch, he was really interested. It is conceivable that although he is not good at this sport, he does not lose to anyone in terms of enthusiasm ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This idea is good! Said Ron excitedly. "Maca, how long haven't you played Quidditch before-you must be with me today!" "

"Of course," Marka laughed. "Harry is now the trump card of Gryffindor Academy, and Fred and George naturally don't need to say ... but, I think we will let them taste some of them!"

"What are you waiting for? Come on! When Charlie came back last time, he left his old broom in the broom shed. If you also carried it, the broom must be enough-Harry's crossbow also!"

"What are you waiting for?" Marka showed a rare enthusiasm, "Let's go!"

"If only Hermione were here," Harry said with regret, "or else, shall we call her first?"

"No, I want her to accompany her parents." Maca shook her head and said, "The Grangers and Ron's parents are different. They are a pair of Muggles-they do n’t share the magical world It is not clear that they will look forward to the day when they will be reunited with their daughter. "

"Oh ... I think you're right," Harry realized instantly. "The kind of ignorance and patient patience must be hard."

While they were talking, they came to the third floor. On the door of that room was a tag with Ginny's name on it. Even if it was the first time, it was hard to recognize the wrong room.

The reason they stopped here instead of going downstairs was because they heard the faint voice coming from inside. It seems that Ginny and Luna have returned from the outside garden.

After Ron knocked on the door, the inside was a little quiet for a while, and then there was a sound of footsteps. I thought it must have been Ginny to open the door, but when the door was opened, everyone found that it was Luna who stood at the door. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.