"I look at them all!"

The reason why the same creatures have the language may be because they are no longer satisfied with the physical interaction, and they are eager to get closer to their companions!

Therefore, the power of language is powerful. Sometimes, with just a simple sentence, you can touch the most correct position in the soul without a trace, and let people feel a warmth from the heart.

At that moment, Hermione couldn't help but her sore nose, and a warm arc slipped quietly on her cheek--even though she suddenly became so paranoid today, she didn't even understand it. But what I want, maybe it is such a common care from Maca, right?

"I see, I'll take a good rest ..." Under Maca's gaze, Hermione nodded slightly, leaving the drop of crystals on the face to fall silently to the ground.

When Maca saw this, the smile on her face was even stronger.

"Well, then, 'Go back now and take a good rest-'" he said, but soon spread his hands again, "Although I wanted to say that. But unfortunately, because you have violated school rules, tonight Just stay in the library and clean up the dust for valuable books! After all, I am still a professor! "

After all, Maca turned around neatly and walked straight back.

"Oh, right! Forbid magic ... Don't be lazy, clean it up! Um ... watch out, I'm watching it!"

As Maca went away, Hermione and Luna both came to the aisle. The two looked at the back of his departure and glanced at each other again, and Hermione took a small step back immediately.

"Luna."

"Well?"

"I won't give up."

"..."

After hearing Hermione's sudden declaration, Luna stared at her carefully for a while, but quickly fluttered her eyes away. When Hermione couldn't wait for her to answer and looked at her eyes, she found that her eyes had once again returned to the usual nagging feeling.

"Oh."

This belated response made Hermione feel like she was punched in the air with a kind of unspeakable depression.

"Hey, I'm serious!"

"Oh."

"Look at me answer! Also, don't use‘ oh ’to cope!”

"what."

Hermione, who insisted on getting Luna's positive response, didn't find out, at this moment Luna's lips were squinting slightly. Maybe this is the real answer leaked from her inner changes.

...

The night was a little long for Hermione and Luna. As mentioned before, because basically every book will be stuffed with at least one or two, the library's collection is very amazing.

Without the power of magic, there would be no difference between one and two nights.

Of course, it is quite common to be punished for cleaning the library. The matter between Hermione and Luna is not mentioned for the time being, because today is a more important day.

The International Alchemy Contest is still in a lot of situations to this day. From the discussion meeting in Boothbaton, France, until the official holding in Hogwarts a few days ago, it wouldn't be much worse to say that there are no messes.

Fortunately, with the efforts of Maca and others, all the mess has not affected the progress of the specific event.

Today, the twelve contestants who have just stood out from the crowd yesterday have finally begun to enter the most important stage of this tournament.

Probably because yesterday ’s cooperation between Maca and Sarah said that it was accidental but inevitable, and quickly cleared out the group of “looking strong troublemakers”. Many of the audience who came to watch the game today They all seemed extra relieved.

Coupled with the changes in the questions, the game has become a lot more interesting, and the guests naturally look forward to it.

Hogwarts today seems to be more lively than the previous two days.

Early in the morning, the sun had just risen slowly from the east, and the vestibule was noisy. Maca sat on the faculty seat in the auditorium and slowly enjoyed today's breakfast.

The domestic elves in the kitchen work very hard every day, and the food they cook is definitely not worse than those sold in temporary markets. The little wizards ran out as soon as it was time for meals in the past few days, after all, it was out of mood.

"Occasionally such an empty place is actually good."

He picked up a muffin and dipped it into the honey pot. While looking at the surprisingly few people in the auditorium, Maca took a bite of "click".

In the seat next to him, Ms. Carrie, a professor of Muggle studies, shook her head.

"I think it's better to have more people," she smiled. "Well, people should be more active."

Upon hearing that, Maca shrugged indifferently, then poked her head and looked at Hagrid on the other side of the table as if she remembered something.

"Hagrid, what happened to the cocoons of the Flober caterpillars on the tree? Is there any recent movement?"

"Ah ... well, okay ... the little ones are alive ..."

Hearing that the matter was suddenly mentioned by Maca, Hagrid could not help but wink.

As a matter of fact, due to the inexplicable group of Frobber caterpillars getting on the tree and picking the willow willow, for a long time, Professor Sprout began to be reluctant to ignore Hagrid.

"Oh, that's good. I haven't heard of a cocoon-like Frobber caterpillar. You should take care of it!" Maka laughed. "Okay, I won't say anymore, don't Stare at me again-- "

Having breakfast and chatting casually, this life is undoubtedly enjoyed by Maca. But after the breakfast was settled, the busy day was about to start again.

Putting down the empty glass in his hand, he finally stood up and went to the small hall not far from the auditorium to replace Professor McGonagall, who was accompanying the members of the jury. In a whispered conversation with Sarah's father, the group walked ahead of the players and headed for the front court.

Halfway through, Mr. Hohenheim suddenly stopped talking about the game with Maca, and his expression became slightly more serious.

"Mr. McLean, last night ... Sarah and you ..."

Some things are not suitable for talking in such a mixed place, especially today there are so many wizards in the vestibule, it is really not a good place to talk about such private topics.

But this matter is really too important for the Hornheim family. As Sarah's "family" and the current owner of the Hornheim family, he is now anxious to know something.

Because the general judge of this tournament is inconvenient to contact anyone privately, he has been stunned all night, and really can't hold back.

Maca looked at the mighty man walking beside him, and couldn't help but feel a bit helpless-this is the least family man he has ever seen.

"Well, I had a good chat with Sarah," he replied as naturally as possible while lamenting that the owner was impatient, "Relax, Mr. Hornheim. Sarah is now my student. When it comes to difficulties, although I am not a mature professor, I will help her as best as I can. "

"Oh, yeah ..." Listening to Maca's whispering answers, he was relieved, "Well, my daughter will trouble you, Professor McLean."

What Mr. Hohenheim wanted to hear was not Maca's promise to help. How difficult Sarah's problem is. As an alchemist who has more than one homeowner, it is naturally very clear. So, all he wanted was that Maca wouldn't leak it out.

Anyway, Sarah is Sarah, he is him. Sarah would think that Maca might help herself solve the problem, but Hohenheim didn't necessarily think so-even if he thought that Maca's magical power was indeed amazing.

When the conversation between the two of them was ended, and they were ready to speed up to go to the staff passage of the arena, a familiar shout from behind him made Maca slow down again. .

"... Professor McLean ... wait, Professor McLean!"

"It seems like a student is calling me," Maca glanced back at ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and found that there was only a crowd of people behind her, then she turned around and said, "Mr. Hornheim, please go to the meeting room and sit down for a while! I will Come on— "

"Ah, yes."

After watching the members of the jury continue to go forward, Maca then turned back and walked. After walking a few steps in the crowd, he finally saw a small figure rushing here .

"Professor McLean, I have something to report to you--"

It was a first-year wizard who had just entered school this year, and if Maca remembered it correctly, he should be a student at Hitchpitch College.

"Taun he didn't go back to his bedroom last night, and he didn't see him this morning. We looked for it twice in school, but we didn't find it."

"Ens Taun?" Marka thought for a moment, "how did you come to me? Did you talk to the principal?"

Seeing Maca asking that, the little guy nodded quickly.

"Well," he said, "Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you. Several other professors have gone to the castle. She wants to inform you and see if you have any clues."

"Is Ens ..."

Maca stood on the spot for a moment, and then realized that the first grader who had come to inform him was still standing in front of him!

"Thank you for your message. I see. Go back first--"

Maca is now a legend of Hitchpitch College. Just getting a "thank you" is enough to get the little guy excited. After seeing the other party leave in three steps, Maca continued to frown and think.

"What's the matter ..." he whispered secretly. "Where did you go to toss unexpectedly? Or in a place I don't know, what trouble happened?"

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