Chapter 374

The next morning, Maka returned to Hogwarts before the third class began.

He didn't show any difference about what happened last night. Not only that, he even went to lecture his classmates as usual.

Dumbledore's death had a great impact on the little wizards, but with the composure shown by the professors, everyone gradually accepted this sad fact.

In other words, most students are actually distracted by something.

Because Umbridge was temporarily recalled after the news of Dumbledore's death first reached the Ministry of magic.

However, because this is only a "temporary" recall, maybe she will return to Hogwarts and bring new troubles to everyone.

It's just that there is no smothering Umbridge for the time being, which is enough to let the little wizards breathe a sigh of relief.

"... well, that's all for this class. Everyone remember to hand in an interpretation note of runiwen character group when class tomorrow. Class is over!"

On the podium, Maka waved her hand, then picked up the textbook and turned to the door.

"Professor McLean, what about the length of the notes?"

Marca, who was stopped by Hermione, turned back and spread her hand casually.

"There's no limit to the length," he said. "Of course, each group will write a note of interpretation, but I won't accept it - use more snacks!"

Probably because Maka's two "exhibitions" of magic literature are too shocking. Even though Maka, an incompetent teacher, has missed several times, the students' enthusiasm for this course only rises.

Of course, Marca's textbook is easy to read, which may also be one of the reasons. It was originally renovated from his own research notes. In fact, it is more suitable for self-study than when it is used as a classroom textbook.

Finally, after telling the students, Maka walked out of the classroom slowly. But before he took a few steps in the corridor, Hermione in the classroom had packed up and caught up.

"Marca, we have something to tell you..." she came to Marca and whispered, "you know, because neither Harry nor Ron took ancient magic, I'll tell you --"

"Hmm?" Maka turned her head and stopped. "What's up?"

"I'll see you at Hagrid's after the last class in the afternoon!"

Hermione said, trying to catch up with the classroom of the next class, but she probably thought it was inappropriate for her to talk to herself, so she stopped again.

"... well, what do you think?"

"Oh, of course... No problem," Marca nodded. "Speaking of it, I only met Hagrid once after he came back. I haven't had a good talk... I can just talk."

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In the afternoon, Hermione and some of them had classes to attend. But after the second class of the day, Maka had no reason to stay in the office.

While there was still a class after school today, Maka went to Hagrid's hunting hut first.

"Bang bang"

I can't help it. The door of Hagrid's cabin seems to be a little loose recently. It's very quiet to knock on the door. But after Maka knocked on the door, there was no Yaya's usual bark.

"... have you gone out?" Maka subconsciously glanced at the forbidden forest, and then suddenly patted his forehead. "Does he still get his baby brother back?"

Without much thought, Maka immediately walked to the edge of the forbidden forest not far away.

But before he stepped into the forbidden forest, he suddenly heard a dull sound in the forest. Then a small group of birds suddenly jumped up over the Forbidden Forest and flew away.

"It seems that Hagrid really brought back glop..." Maka shook her head. "Fortunately, his brother is a little stunted, otherwise the forest may not be able to hide him!"

Most adult giants are taller than trees, even if the tree species in the forbidden forest are not short, but if there are giants in it, it must be accurate to stand by the window of Hogwarts castle.

As he walked in the direction where the birds were startled, he wondered how to arrange Hagrid's uneasy brother.

Because the destination was very clear, Maka, who ran quickly, soon heard a fight.

When he passed the trunk of several trees, he saw the familiar scene in the twinkling of an eye - Hagrid was being beaten by his big brother.

ok It must be said that glop was mostly just playing with his brother in a "giant" way.

Among the stronger trees, glop was tied by several strong ropes.

But I don't know whether Hagrid accidentally walked into the range of the rope or whether he deliberately wanted to improve his family relationship with his brother. Right now, in front of Maka, Hagrid was puckering on the ground, held down by glop, and his upper body slapped at the high part.

"Hagrid!" Maka craned her neck and asked, "are you okay? Can I help you?"

"No, no... Ow! Glop, take it easy! You bad boy... Oh! Remember... The gift my brother taught you... EEE! No, it's not EEE... It's etiquette!"

"... look who's here! Ow... Ask your brother Maka... Oh! Say hello!"

"Hagrid - isn't that the right generation?" Marca reminded. "According to my age, I have to call him brother!"

"No, Marca... Oh!" cried Hagrid stiffly. "If little glop... Ow! I mean, if he doesn't study hard, he can only... Oh! He can only be a junior in his life."

Maka shrugged indifferently, leaned against the tree trunk next to her, and stared at the brothers for another while. By the way, he took the time to chat with Hagrid.

"... OK, I think you two should stop playing first." Maka took out the staff and waved it with her hand, pushed glop over his heel and dragged Hagrid away from the length of the rope.

"Just talk to you like this. I'm tired if you're not tired!"

Hagrid straightened up with difficulty, gasping and rubbing his ass eggs. It seemed that although glop must have used only a little strength, it was still full of strength.

After being overthrown to the ground, glop stood up again and looked left and right blankly, as if to find out who pushed him.

But without looking at it for a few times, he stared at Hagrid's position again and ran this way.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the tight rope, the two big trees used by Hagrid as a tie pile creaked and groaned, and even the roots loosened slightly.

It seems that before long, the two trees will be pulled out of the ground by glop.

Because the impulse was blocked by the rope, glop fell to the ground again, splashing a piece of dust.

"Wait, little naughty... Brother will play with you later!"

Hagrid stretched out his hands and made a "stop" movement. He spoke at a slower speed, as if he wanted to teach glop some common words first.

Glop sat on the ground, shook his round head like a rock, and looked at Hagrid dancing to himself with a puzzled face.

"Look, who came to see you?" Hagrid pointed back to Marca and said seriously to his brother, "when you see someone, say hello - say 'hello'!"

Maka saw that he was teaching very seriously, so she also came forward and stood next to Hagrid.

"Try it, little fellow -- try it!" Hagrid coaxed Gloop. "Say -- 'hello'!"

Glop shook his body and looked left and right at Maka for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and came close to Maka.

"Roar -"

Maka promptly extended the staff between glop and her face, and an invisible barrier suddenly formed, blocking all the roar mixed with saliva in front of her.

When glop ran out of breath and stopped the sudden roar, he took away the wand in front of him and looked at Hagrid.

"Before letting him learn etiquette, I think you should teach him something more basic," Marca said. "Moreover, it may be necessary to let him remember according to the giant's educational method."

"The teaching method of giants?" Hagrid said curiously. "What's that method?"

"It's very simple. For example, if I want him to remember my name, then..." Marca said. "We have to do this --"

Before the words fell, Maka slapped the staff on the ground, and the ground suddenly surged. Then the huge mud and stone hands suddenly stretched out, grabbed glop's head and pulled it in front of him.

"Ma - Ka -" he reached out to himself and shouted his name with a amplifying spell.

Glop obviously didn't buy it, because Marca grabbed his head and he struggled desperately. Two big hands broke and pulled the fingers of the giant hands of clay and stone, and beat them twice from time to time.

For a time, earth blocks and gravel splashed everywhere.

However, the giant hand that can replenish cohesion at any time is obviously not afraid of this. Even if it was broken by him, it would gather again in the next moment and hold his head again.

Maka adjusted the volume of the amplifying spell, gathered all the voices to glop's ear, and shouted out her name again.

After repeating this more than ten times, glop seemed to realize that he couldn't get rid of the giant hand, so he finally responded to Maka's cry.

"Ma, Ma Ga?"

When Maka saw this, she released glop. Glop immediately shook his head again. He was stunned by the huge sound, and then moved his ass back and away from Maka.

Maka didn't speak, and directly pointed to herself again.

"Maga!" grop immediately covered his head and then called out to Maka.

"I can't learn that!" Hagrid said with regret as he rubbed his ass.