"What's wrong, Maca?"

少年 While the boy was staring at the black leather diary in Ginny's crucible, the girl beside him pulled his hand without hesitation and asked.

"Nothing." Maca shook her head slightly, her tone still soft and peaceful, but her eyes were abnormally cold.

"This time going out, the changes have been great."

"Really. Luna?" Maca turned her head and smiled, "Maybe! But I think that's fine."

娜 Luna looked at him with a tilted head, her eyes slightly stunned, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

After a while, she said, "Yeah, it's fine ..."

Obviously, Maca was in time for school. Although no one knew exactly where he was taken and what he did, but at least he returned unharmed.

It just seems that some inexplicable changes have taken place in him.

"Let's go home first," said Maka.

Uh ...

On the day of school, Maca stayed with Luna all the way, and never left. Even at the freshman welcome dinner, Maca sat directly at Ravenclaw's long table.

Surprisingly, the students at Ravenclaw College had little opposition. This is absolutely rare among the eagles who have a very high standard of recognition of "wisdom and erudition".

This may be because many students have already seen the notice posted on the Hogwarts bulletin board.

The content of that notice was very simple, but it only conveyed a good news to all the teachers and students in the school-the "xianyin potion" invented by Maca has passed the inspection and evaluation of the International Federation of Wizards, At the same time as the official certification of the potion, it also amounts to an indirect recognition of his "pharmacist" status.

Just like Snape said in the classroom, potions can indeed "improve reputation and brew glory." This is the most significant proof of Maca who has just entered second grade this year.

During the sorting ceremony, Luna was naturally assigned to Ravenclaw. Maca smiled and gave her a blessing, and repeatedly told her what she needs to pay attention to in her future study and life.

The dinner was very lively and warm as always, bringing warmth to the little wizards like a big family.

Dumbledore in the middle of the guest's banquet seemed to inadvertently glance at Maca, but soon laughed at Professor Flitwick again.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came in through the side door. She walked to Dumbledore and said something gently.

Marka looked over Gryffindor, and Harry and Ron were really not on the long table. The other little lions talked to each other.

In between, Hermione was clearly agitated. When Maca looked over, she just turned around and looked at Maca.

"What's wrong with him ..." Hermione stared at Maca, who had shifted her gaze elsewhere, but her heart was full of doubts.

Hermione was always very sensitive, she always noticed some details that others would not notice. For example, Maca at this time does not seem to have changed too much, but the indifferent eyes made He sensitive enough.

"Did it say that Voldemort's affairs had really affected him so much? Or did he actually hurt me when she rescued me?"

Thinking of the events at the end of last semester, and Maca's expression at the time, Hermione's guess was naturally biased.

"And who is that girl?"

看着 She looked at Luna, who was carefully taken care of by Maca, and she was a little unhappy for some reason.

Early the next morning, Maca, who was eating breakfast, was screamed by a roaring letter from Gryffindor. It was sent to Ron by Mrs. Weasley.

"... Stolen the car! How dare you drove to Hogwarts, and even several Muggles saw it along the way! If they fired you, I wouldn't be surprised at all, see what happens to me Pack you! You probably never even thought about it, your father and I were in the mood when the car was gone ... "

A loud noise erupted from the red roaring letter, which filled the entire hall, a hundred times louder than usual.

The rattling sound made the plates and spoons on the table rattle, and the echoes of the four stone walls were deafening. All the people in the auditorium turned around to see who had received the roaring letter. Ron drew back in his chair and could only see a flushed forehead.

Maca frowned, but did not move.

If it passes, he might walk over and help Ron get rid of the roaring letter-it's not difficult for him.

But now, he was sitting at the table without moving.

The first class was a herbal class. Hitchpatch still took this class with the Gryffindors. When Maca headed for the greenhouse, he saw the willow willow far away—it was bandaged to prevent some branches from breaking completely.

This is a masterpiece of Harry and Ron. They drove a magical flying car at the beginning of the school and came along and wounded it.

Although they just couldn't get to the Hogwarts train platform-the wall entrance there seemed to be blocked by someone. But even so, they still couldn't hide their recklessness.

At least, Sprout spent one morning doing this to heal the poor willow willow and even hurriedly stuffed some bread for breakfast.

玛 When Maca came near the greenhouse, she saw other students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout.

After a while, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came. As soon as they arrived, they saw Professor Sprout striding up the lawn.

很多 A lot of bandages on her arm didn't look good. Moreover, she has always been kind and kind, but today there is a little anger in her face.

He was next to Professor Sprout, followed by Gidro Lockhart.

The two were a stark contrast: Professor Sprout had a chunky figure, a patched hat was buttoned on his fluttering hair, and there was always a lot of dirt on his clothes; Kejid Rolohart was spotless from head to toe, with a flowing turquoise robe and glittering blond hair wearing a turquoise top hat with gold edges.

"Oh, how are you!" Lockhart shouted at the students in a breezy face. "Professor Sprout just showed me how to heal Willows! But I don't want you to think that I am better at herbal medicine She's on the line! I just happened to see a few of these strange plants while traveling ... "

"Go to the third greenhouse today." Professor Sprout looked unhappy and grabbed the topic.

Maca is already a frequent visitor to the third greenhouse-he has been here many times, and even has a small area in it.

Here, the smell of moist soil and fertilizer is familiar, and there is a strong floral fragrance. Those flowers are as big as umbrellas, hanging from the ceiling, and they look good.

Maca was about to go in, but she saw Gidro Lockhart calling him.

"Oh! Maca, you are Maca—" Lockhart grabbed his shoulder and said aloud, "Professor Sprout, and this one, Maca! Maca McLean! I also want Talk to him, I think you won't mind, just two minutes ... "

Maka looked at Harry, who was also on the other side, also lived by Lochatra, and Harry gave him an awkward smile.

It seemed that Lockhart didn't really want Professor Sprout's consent. He said "great," and closed the door to Sprout.

"Oh! The youngest pharmacist! I heard that you were a first-year student when you invented the" Immortal Potion "! Is this true? It is so amazing ..." Lockhart said happily, one hand Pressing Maca's shoulder, one hand waved up and down with the topic, looking quite excited.

"... I also heard that when you first entered school, you were very low-key, quite low-key! Just like when I was a kid-but in any case, gold always shines, just like me. Although you can't compare it now I won the Witcher Weekly most charming smile award five times in a row, but one day you will reach my level-"

"Sorry, Professor Lockhart." Maca interrupted him, calmly, "if nothing else, I think I should go back to class."

He said, he pushed the door into the greenhouse, and brought the door with him, leaving Lockhart to stand and blink awkwardly.

"... Okay, I think," he turned his head, and the stiffness in his face was quickly swept away, as if he didn't even care about it, and turned his attention to Harry ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Ha Lee, I think I can understand you ... "

In the third greenhouse, Professor Sprout stands behind a bench in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool were twenty or so differently colored earmuffs.

In front of everyone, there are large pots of pottery, which are planted with plants, and look at the grass and green leaves, looking healthy.

Harry was back when the students were whispering. With a look of wonder, he walked to the center of the greenhouse and sat in the seat beside Ron and Hermione.

At this time, Professor Sprout knocked the flower pot with his wand, and said loudly, "We are going to change the pot of Mandela grass today. Now, who can tell me what are the characteristics of Mandela grass?"

Hermione raised her hand subconsciously-she always did so. But this time, she raised her hand and glanced at Maca again.

Maca just stared at Mandela in front of her, without raising her head at all.

"Miss Granger." Professor Sprout also glanced at Maca before he said.

"Mandela grass, also known as Mandra grass root, is a potent restorer." Hermione memorized the knowledge points recorded in the preview almost literally, "for the deformed person Or the man who has been hit by the curse returns to its original state. "

非常 "Very good, add ten to Gryffindor." Professor Sprout said, "Mandela is an important part of most antidote. But it is also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione glanced at Maca again.

玛 In the herbal class last semester, Maca always raised her hand to answer questions. To be honest, Hermione was always very happy about it. She thought that Maca was one of the friends who knew her best in the school ... But at the moment, the other party was still unresponsive, which made her feel very frustrated.