Chapter 126

Everyone has a funny dream in his childhood.

Some children will want to be a scientist, some children may choose the police, and even some children will want to be a wizard with powerful magic power in the future.

Maka's childhood dream he really can't remember clearly, but he can be sure that he will never

Never want to be a bird!

"... what the hell is this?" Marca couldn't help complaining, but the words came out of her mouth, but they turned into a few gentle whispers.

Yes, Maka never thought that her Animagus form was actually a bird - and a bright blue hidden hummingbird!

Not to mention the combat effectiveness - What combat effectiveness can a hummingbird with a body length of less than 2 inches have? He can't even stand steadily at the moment. If he doesn't practice well, he doesn't even have the ability to fly.

Maka struggled to master the balance, but it required head and tail cooperation, which could not be achieved in a moment and a half.

Of course, what's worse is that he can't change back at least in a short time.

But fortunately, he was prepared for this.

"Since it's all right to be idle, let's take two steps first..." Maka shouted blindly.

Speaking of, when was the last time you learned to walk?

He staggered and fell from time to time. He looked cute.

However, you have to pay for your sins after all - crook mountain, dozing in the corner of the room, is coming

At night, most cats are full of energy.

Crook mountain is a very clever cat. It may be the first creature other than Maka to recognize that spotted is not a real mouse.

Just now, it had a complete look at the deformation process of Maka - it had long understood that this delicious snack in front of it was actually Maka himself.

"Chirp..." Maka looked back and happened to see the crook mountain behind him.

It doesn't want to eat me, does it?

Crook mountain came up to smell it, and then rubbed it again. Just when Maka was relieved, crook mountain happily waved a cat fist at him

In the following time, Maka finally understood what is called "practice makes true knowledge".

Crook mountain seems to want to play with him for a while, but when the size gap is too large, something will happen!

Maka ran up in confusion, and crook mountain chased after him. After almost a few steps, he would press him down with the meat pad under his claws.

Over time, Maka was stunned to find that at least he wouldn't fall down when he couldn't walk steadily

However, it must be impossible to escape the clutches of crook mountain just by running. After being fed up with the hell of having to make intimate contact with the floor without running a few steps, he decided to try flying.

To say, the Maka riding on the broomstick must be king level, but if you fly on your own wings, it can only be plastic level.

When he flapped his wings several times, but was rubbed on the floor by the big hairy face of crook mountain, he finally decided to run first!

In theory, it is good for the body to exercise more muscles and bones, but Maka is not sure whether exercising in the deformed state of Animagus will have an effect.

Until she got tired of playing in crook mountain, Maka was tired and became a dead bird.

Near dawn, Maka finally had enough magic to restore her human form.

He couldn't wait to change back and decided decisively that he would never use the unreliable spell of Animagus deformation if it wasn't necessary.

Maka went to crook mountain, picked it up, walked out, and stared at it for a while.

At last he murmured.

"... I heard that cat meat is sour?"

Crook mountain was so hairy that he stared at it that it struggled to jump to the ground and ran away.

The first deformation is very physical exertion, not to mention that he has involuntarily "exercised" in the middle of the night. At this time, he is really a little hungry.

At breakfast time, Maka was lying on the table with her mouth open, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of the students around her.

When Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team entered the auditorium, everyone's attention finally moved away from Marca, and there was a warm applause in the auditorium.

Harry couldn't help laughing happily when he saw the people on Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's table clapping for them.

When they passed the long table in Slytherin yard, the little snakes sitting at the table hissed loudly. Harry noticed that Malfoy seemed a little paler than usual.

In her busy schedule, Marca took time to look at him and nodded secretly - Lucius should have received a warning.

After breakfast, everyone crowded together and walked towards the Quidditch stadium.

Well, Marca's not in there.

Although I had the idea of giving up the deformation of Animagus before, it was just a thought. Every spell is worth studying. If it is used properly, it can be regarded as a backup means.

At least, with the advantage of small size, the ability to escape in complex environments must be good. In this regard, Pettigrew Peter is an example in front of us.

While everyone was watching the game at the Quidditch stadium, Maka came to the forbidden forest alone. After confirming that there was no one else here, Maka began to deform again.

With the first time, the second time is much easier.

As his body squirmed, he soon changed back into a small hummingbird.

Now that he has become a bird, he must at least become a bird that can fly, doesn't he? Maka kept flapping her wings on the lawn at the edge of the forbidden forest, trying to find the feeling of flying.

The way hummingbirds fly is very different from ordinary birds. Let alone that Maka has not studied how other birds fly. Even if he can guess some, it may not work.

But this is nothing more than fighting against the airflow!

As the frequency of wings flapping increased, and thinking from time to time, he soon found some feelings.

Sure enough, without the interference of crook mountain, using your brain to solve problems is the most suitable learning method for Maka. Unfortunately, it's unrealistic to learn to fly at once. Maka can learn how to fight a few times in almost a morning.

When Marca came to the Quidditch stadium, he just caught up with the moment when Harry took over the Quidditch silver cup.

Everyone gathered on the lawn of Quidditch field. The atmosphere was very warm.

Percy, who always pretended, was there. He jumped up and down like a madman and forgot all his dignity. Professor McGonagall cried more than wood and wiped his tears with a huge Gryffindor flag.

Ron and Hermione were pushing desperately towards Harry. They were too excited to speak, just smiling.

To be honest, this is a memorable day because Gryffindor college finally won the Quidditch trophy again after many years.

Marca stood at the edge of the crowd and looked at Harry's excitement, but suddenly she felt as if something was missing.

"What's the matter with you?"

Maka pulls back her eyes and looks around. It's Luna - she still looks a little trance, but she also has a smile on her face.

"Are you happy?" Maka asked suddenly.

Luna blinked and nodded gently.

"Happy, everyone is happy, so am I." she tilted her head and looked confused, as if confirming something, "aren't you happy?"

Maka shook her head and said, "I also want to be happy. I'm trying to find a way to make myself happy again -"

"Is there anything I can help?" Luna still took lamaka's hand without hesitation, looking innocent, as if she was just caring about him.

Maka could feel the temperature from the palm of the hand, but he didn't know how to respond.

"Maybe there's something I can help," Maka said quietly. "I'm afraid I can't solve this problem myself at least..."

"I learned after I met you... Sometimes, great wisdom may not be able to solve all problems," Luna turned her head, looked at the happy crowd on the stage and whispered, "learning to rely on others is also a very meaningful thing."

Maka also looked back. He nodded and agreed: "maybe the four founders of Hogwarts thought so when they decided to get together to build the school!"

"Who knows?" Luna looked at the front in a trance, as if looking at her classmates or somewhere else.

……

Winning the Quidditch trophy made Harry feel very happy. The excitement lasted at least a whole week.

With the arrival of June, the day becomes muggy and clear.

Everyone just wants to take an outdoor walk, take a few pints of iced pumpkin juice to the grass and lie down suddenly, maybe play a stone throwing game or watch the giant squid dream on the lake.

But they can't do that because the exam is approaching again.

Students not only can't spend their time lazily outdoors, but also have to stay in the castle and endure the temptation of the summer wind outside the window, forcing their brains to work hard.

Senior students are making unremitting efforts to get a better job in the near future, especially the seventh graders who are about to graduate.

"Hey, Marca, you must be good at exams?"

One day at lunchtime, Charlotte, a beautiful woman, suddenly came to Marca with a smile.

"You know, n.e.w.ts is coming... I really can't help it..."

"So you come and ask a third grader?" Marca asked with her head askew as she took a bite of apple pie.