Chapter 375

Because they had made an appointment to meet Hermione, Maka and Hagrid didn't stay long at Gloop. Soon they said goodbye to Gloop and went to the hunting hut.

Of course, it is not known whether glop can understand the meaning of saying goodbye.

On the way back, Marca found that Hagrid's words became less.

Perhaps Dumbledore's death was still a great blow to him. Only by his careless brother, would he temporarily put down his sadness and devote himself to taking care of glop?

"Hagrid," Marca comforted him, "we shouldn't be sad about Dumbledore's death. In fact, he just took a step further on the road of magic."

"Yes, I understand..." Hagrid murmured, "as Dumbledore has been saying, he must have gone on 'another great adventure'..."

"Yes, that's it." Marca patted his strong arm. "I've seen him. He's doing well... But he's still the same, he doesn't speak clearly, and he always likes to play charades!"

"Have you seen him?" said haggard, turning his head and staring wide.

"Well," Marca nodded, "if you have to say... It's like a dream!"

They chatted casually and went back to the hut like walking. On the way, Hagrid called back the teeth patrolling on the edge of the Forbidden Forest and brought them back to the hunting cabin.

Because of the delay at gropp's, Hagrid had just fetched some water from a copper kettle and boiled it on the iron shelf of Marca's lit fireplace. There was a disorderly sound of footsteps outside the door.

It seems that Hermione and they have come.

"Hagrid, did you tell them about glop?" Marca asked casually, and then there were three knocks at the door.

The teeth lying behind the door immediately barked.

"Oh! No, of course not! You shouldn't tell them about it, you know --" Hagrid waved his hand quickly, then turned his head and shouted, "come on! Open the door for you at once!"

"Teeth, get out of the way - go under the table!"

"Marca, are you here first?"

As soon as Hagrid opened the door, Hermione's head poked in. As soon as she saw Maka, she waved here happily.

"It's early, not long ago, you see - the kettle has just been put on!" Marca smiled. "Come in! It's getting colder and colder recently... Oh, Luna?"

As soon as Hermione got into the cabin, Luna followed her in, and then, of course, Harry and Ron, who had been with Hermione.

"Maka!"

After seeing him, Luna immediately came to him and stretched out her white little hand to pat him around.

"What's the matter?" asked Marca with a little curiosity, letting her pat herself gently.

"Today in magic class, Maka didn't look very energetic." Luna said in a trance, "aren't you hurt? What's wrong?"

"Oh..." Maka blinked, then shook her head, "it's okay, I'm fine."

Luna seemed relieved. She nodded gently. Her long blond hair slipped in front of her and was pulled behind her ears.

"Marca," she said, pointing to Hermione with some seriousness, "my friend."

Maka looked at Hermione, who was a little confused, looked at Luna with a serious face, and then showed a gentle smile. But just when he wanted to say something, Hermione spoke.

"... friend?" she said vaguely.

Luna was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hermione in a daze and asked softly, "isn't it?"

"Ah, oh - of course, of course!" Hermione nodded immediately and smiled. "Of course we are friends! Always!"

"Well," Luna's eyes gleamed with hazy satisfaction, and the corners of her mouth slightly recalled, "it's always been."

Just then, she pointed out Harry and Ron, even Hagrid and Fang, as if she wanted to introduce her friends to Marca.

The joy in her heart was almost obvious.

"Well, don't stand - sit down!"

Hagrid asked everyone to find a place to sit, and he added some firewood to the fireplace. Then he pulled a fur blanket and spread it on the ground, and sat down against the fireplace.

"Hagrid, should your cabin be expanded? It feels crowded when there are many people..." Maka looked around. "Anyway, there are a lot of open spaces around, and the materials are available."

"Forget it..." Hagrid thought. "I don't come here on weekdays. It doesn't seem necessary."

"Aren't you going to get married or something?" Marca shrugged.

"Get married?" Hagrid raised his voice as if frightened by something. "No, no, no, how can... Look at me. Which woman can see it?"

"Hagrid, I think Marca is right. You should find a wife, too!" said Ron cheerfully. "The house needs to be bigger and more beautiful, so it's easier to get a wife -"

"Nonsense!" Hermione retorted immediately. "Girls pay more attention to character. A house can't solve the problem!"

"Oh, I'm serious..."

"What do you boys know! Of course I know this better!" Hermione forked up as soon as she got angry, and her fingers were almost poking Ron's nose.

Ron quickly stretched out his hands over his head and made a surrender, but his mouth didn't stop.

"It's not what I said, it's what my mother said --" he went on and on. "She often told Ginny that she had to have a big house to live well, and it's best to marry a hard-working and progressive man."

"... she always scolds her father about this, saying that he always doesn't do his job and doesn't make good money, so the family has always been so poor."

Harry looked at their daily quarrel and scratched his scalp helplessly; Luna, who sat next to Maka, looked very interested and listened to their quarrel with interest.

"That's because your family has too many children!" Maka smiled. "Besides, don't look at your mother saying that, in fact, she loves your father very much..."

Speaking of this, it seems that they can't take back the topic, which prevents them from continuing to argue.

"Well, I'm not right. It's a little far away..." he paused. "Hermione, tell me! What did you call me here to say to me today?"

"Oh, yes! I almost forgot..." Hermione suddenly said, "Marca, we discussed it and thought it was impossible to go on like this..."

"Why not?" asked Marca.

"Defense against the dark arts," Hermione said seriously, "we couldn't learn anything in that woman's class, but now the situation is not good... You know what I mean."

"We have been studying hard all this time, but this is certainly not enough! And not only us, but also other students in Hogwarts are facing danger. We don't want to wait for you and professors to rescue us when we are in danger."

"So..."

"So?" Marca probably understood what Hermione was trying to say.

"So we want to gather some students who are willing to come with us to learn the real 'defense against the dark arts'!" Harry suddenly stood up with a hint of determination in his eyes. "We want you to be this teacher!"

As far as Harry is concerned, it's actually valuable that he can take the initiative to say this sentence.

He had been lacking in self-confidence since he was afraid of Gryffindor Duobao sword. His courage has been pressed to the bottom of his heart in that accident.

When Voldemort was no longer attached to prophecy and Harry, Harry, who learned brain closure, did not encounter any trouble for a long time.

In this school year, in addition to a Dementor attack before the start of school, it seems that many major events have taken place since then. But Harry found that almost everything had nothing to do with him.

But in this relatively comfortable situation, he decided to stand up and do his part for Hogwarts and everyone.

It is conceivable that he must have gone through a painful struggle in his heart.

"... really?"

Maka subconsciously glanced at Luna next to her, then stared into Harry's eyes, and there was a silence.

"Marca?" Hermione called to him.

If Marca hadn't thought about it, it's certainly impossible. He had thought about it many times before.

Whether it's Luna, Harry, Hermione and Ron, it's unwise to involve them in a dispute.

Not to mention Luna, Harry alone did not have to involve him now. As Harry's close friends, Hermione and Ron have no reason to plunge into the dark.

They can become stronger and have more sufficient self-protection ability, which is obviously the best thing. But this does not mean that they should really join the queue against Voldemort.

But does he, Marca McLean, really have the right to make decisions for others?

At this moment, Marca thought of the kind old wizard Dumbledore.

When Marca showed amazing talent in his eyes, needless to say, in anyone's eyes, he was the only person to deal with Voldemort.

But Dumbledore never made any restrictions on Marca. He didn't use Maka's relationship with others to guide him to make any decisions - which he was best at.

Even in the end, in the space on the edge of death, the old man only told him something related to magic.

"... speaking, he finally embarked on his own path because he broke free from the shackles given to him by others?"