Chapter 221

"... can I help you?"

When Marca asked, Willie shook her head decisively.

"What is she doing secretly? It's mysterious..." looking at Willie turning away, Maka thought with a puzzled face, "well, maybe she's interested in magic medicine again recently?"

Since people don't allow themselves to help, of course, he doesn't have to stick together, let alone Miss Willie brova who says what is what.

Besides, he's a little busy this afternoon.

It's all mad eye Moody's fault. Who knows what's wrong with his brain? He even applied to Dumbledore for a three class class course to engage in "three school exchange courses on defense against the dark arts".

Needless to say, the strange old man must be digging a hole for himself again.

"Doesn't he have to sleep?"

Even though Marca is used to studying everyday all night, he usually takes time to make up for his sleep.

However, like him yesterday, moody stayed up all night. This morning, he talked about the fate of sister Charlotte in the headmaster's office, but why is he still so energetic?

Thinking of this, Maka couldn't help stretching.

"Forget it, let's sacrifice our sleeping time and have fun with the old man!" he yawned and walked towards the auditorium, "... Well, before that, anyway, we should eat first."

Lunch time had passed, and the seats in the auditorium seemed a little empty. Only a few students are still eating, but it seems that they are almost finished.

Maka took a seat casually. She was trying to hurry up to fill her stomach, but she saw Ron suddenly appear at the gate of the auditorium.

"Maka..."

"Well?"

Marca chews her mouthful of spaghetti and looks at Ron suspiciously.

"There's something I want to tell you..."

Ron's face looked unnatural. He stood at the door, clenched his hands and loosened them. It seemed that he wanted to say something in his heart, but it seemed difficult to speak.

"What's up?" Marca swallowed the food and waved to him. "Come on, sit down and say."

Ron hesitated for a moment, then dragged himself to the table and sat down.

"There's something about Hermione recently..." he hesitated. "I... she lost something..."

"Lost something? What?"

Maka asked casually, and then forked a baked potato and slipped it into her mouth.

"Yes... Well... I think I should tell you the truth..."

Ron scratched his head hard, but Marka immediately put down the knife, stretched out his hand and caught two Weasley's iconic red hair.

"Don't worry," said makayan, raising the hair in his hand. "You go on..."

"Er, I'm sorry..." Ron looked at the hair in his hand, and then subconsciously moved away from the table. Then he continued, "I mean, Hermione's prom dress was stolen... And the person who stole her dress..."

"... it's me." he paused for a long time before he finally said it.

Maka thought about it, but found that there was something missing.

"And then?" he asked suspiciously, "do you just want to tell me that you actually have an unusual hobby? Now you can't bear the guilt in your heart, so come and talk to me?"

Ron choked speechless. He could only raise his head and stare at Marca.

"Don't look at me like that," Marca waved her hand. "I'm just kidding... Just say it! What happened?"

Ron held back for a while and finally decided to say all the heavy things in his heart.

"Marca, it's like this..." he tried not to make his voice sound too trembling to avoid showing his inner shaking. "I just hope you can choose Hermione instead of miss Lovegood."

When Maka heard this, she didn't wonder about Ron's jumping nature.

After he chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed them all, he put down the tableware, untied his napkin and put them aside.

Then he looked at Ron's face full of loss and unwilling.

To be honest, Marca didn't expect Ron to say that. He had to admit that Ron had actually grown a lot unknowingly.

For a child like Ron who has lived in poverty and inferiority complex since childhood, his psychology is easy to be distorted. But fortunately, he has a pair of excellent parents and many cheerful and upward brothers.

This made his life less gloomy and boring than he thought.

But in any case, he has been using some second-hand goods since childhood, which has continuously increased his inferiority complex and gradually filled his heart.

His self-esteem is being eroded and corrupted by almost full of inferiority complex, so that it becomes cheaper and cheaper.

But since the last time Ron understood the way of thinking for others under the guidance of Marca, he found the danger of his mental state.

So he decided not to escape his cowardice and inferiority, but to face up to his weaknesses.

In the final analysis, Ron is always a Gryffindor's little lion. In fact, he doesn't lack courage at the bottom of his heart. His courage was only covered up by the infinitely amplified inferiority complex.

Now, Ron is obviously growing up. Even if he has found his favor for Hermione, when he knows that he must have no chance, he is determined to give up.

I have to say, sometimes, "giving up" is also a kind of courage.

However, Maka shook her head slightly.

Giving up is also a kind of courage, but this courage is as cheap as his self-esteem.

Ron did grow up, but this growth did not bring him some qualitative change

Maka recalled the Ron mentioned in the book of sin, the Ron who grew up for Hermione, sacrificed for Hermione, and couldn't even convey a word.

When Marca and Ron sat opposite each other, he felt the truth of blood and meat.

His eyes are constantly transmitting visual signals to him, reminding him that Ron in front of him is a living man with flesh and blood.

It's one of his... Friends.

"... Ron, I probably understand what you want to say." Marca said seriously. "You have really grown up and know how to face your heart... But this is only the first step..."

"On my side, as long as Hermione doesn't speak to me, I'm not qualified to accept or refuse. Hermione is a strong and independent girl. I believe she knows what she's doing... But what about you? Do you know what she's doing?"

Maka's tone was sincere, neither high nor low, just like an ordinary chat. But it is precisely because of this calm that Ron can enter his heart without conflict.

"... what am I doing?" Ron was confused, but he had to focus more on this moment than the tangle, loss and unwillingness just now. "I... what am I doing?"

"You can face it now, so..." Marca reached out and nodded Ron's chest, calmly said, "so, why don't you break it?"

Ron frowned and looked down at his chest.

He can feel the beating of his heart and even the continuous flow of blood in his blood vessels. He clenched his fists, jerked his head up and stared into Marca's eyes.

"I know, I'll beat you!" Ron shouted, startling the few little wizards in the auditorium.

As soon as Maka pulled out the corner of her mouth, she put her hand on his head.

"Beat you! Is your brain broken?" he cried and laughed. "What you have to do is to break your inner inferiority complex, let yourself continue to grow up and win Hermione's heart!"

"..." Ron looked at Marca with a dull face, thought it over carefully, and then nodded.

However, at this time, near the entrance to the side hall, Hermione was biting her lip and hiding behind the doorpost, her eyes full of blank color.

She stood there for a long time before she hung her head and let her messy natural curls hide her sight.

"I don't want it," she said softly.

……

In the afternoon, Moody's "exchange class of three schools of defense against the dark arts" finally began with great expectations.

Yes, Moody's course is still very attractive to little wizards. With a lot of Auror experience in those years, even if he just sat down and told a story, the students could keep their eyes on it.

Moreover, Moody's is an out and out activist.

Since the beginning of this semester, Moody's has introduced a large number of practical cases to everyone, and moved out part of the means of tutoring rookie auro to practice these kids.

Even Maka, who is very precise and demanding in actual combat, agrees with his teaching content.

Moody did not ignore the age of the little wizards. He chose many very basic and effective practice methods. For example, how to wave a wand quickly and accurately.

As a top Auror who has experienced countless battles, Moody's has many convenient and fast "wild ways". When he tells those slightly boring repetitive exercises together with actual combat cases, every little wizard can listen with interest.

Of course, it is undeniable that the old man is still scary in general - at least for the little wizards, his terrible appearance and the habit of being surprised from time to time are always difficult to get close to.

By now, all the students had arrived, including those from booth Barton and demstrom.

This is the "special classroom" applied for by Moody's. obviously, he made an impressive scene.

However, moody, who stood at the front of the auditorium, just stood there with a cane and an impatient face. It's just because he found that two students were late for this class!