Chapter 449

Even if you don't have yourself, the defense team will be established. No, in fact, even now, the person who convened these little wizards is not himself.

Although at present, Maka can't remember who gave the name to the temporary student organization. But he still vaguely remembered that the organization gathered by these little wizards in front of him was once called "D.A.".

This abbreviation, of course, can be understood as "Defense Association", but it can also be extended to "Dumbledore's army".

When Hermione suddenly asked how to name it, many vague memories flashed in Marca's mind. It has been a long time since he came here, but these memories can still draw out his countless feelings.

"... maybe the name doesn't have to be changed?" he whispered to himself as soon as he wasn't careful.

"What?" Hermione obviously didn't hear what he was saying.

"Oh, I mean --"

Maka was about to say "D.A." but he was about to speak, but he stopped inexplicably. Because he found that everyone was looking at him and no one wanted to think of his name instead of him.

As if the right to name should be handed over to Marca McLean, which would be the most appropriate.

Looking at the bright eyes and the faces with different expressions, but mostly with a trace of childishness, Maka couldn't help thinking of a photo - the one shown to him by crazy eyed moody, who had been missing for a long time, on which a series of old magic photos of members of the order of the Phoenix were gathered.

"Don't name it," said Marca suddenly. "In the past, Professor Dumbledore secretly established a secret organization in order to resist Voldemort's evil deeds. Most of the members of this secret organization are unknown, and they don't look like heroes who can save everything..."

"However, most of them are brave and fearless. They can fight hard for their family, friends and the peace of the whole magic world, and even sacrifice their lives."

"Because of this, with the struggle against the darkness again and again, this secret organization, once full of courage and strength, has lost too many excellent partners."

Hearing Maka's slow and solemn words, Hermione and other insiders couldn't help feeling heavy. Especially Harry and Neville, whose parents were members of the order of the Phoenix, were unfortunately swallowed up by darkness in the process of chasing light.

The potters died at home, while the longbartons were tortured by the heart drilling curse to mental collapse, and they still spend the rest of their lives in St. mungo.

Maka's words really worried them.

"... at present," Marca continued, "after Dumbledore's death, I and another excellent member will temporarily assume the role of leader of this secret organization. In the current period when many bad events need to be dealt with, I hope to select some new members who can shoulder this spirit from all present."

"I'd like to! I'd like to join!" "of course, so do I!"

Harry raised his hand when Hermione and Ron followed and shouted.

Beside them, Neville, now tall but still very introverted, suddenly stretched out his arm, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Of course, I can understand!" Maka pressed down her palm and motioned. "I can understand the feelings of some of you who want to join in immediately! Similarly, I hope you can understand the heavy responsibilities you have to bear after becoming a member of this organization!"

"I can understand!" Harry shouted immediately. "I'm not afraid of death!"

"I'm not afraid either!" this time Neville shouted.

"No, you don't understand!" Maka suddenly shouted solemnly, "is this responsibility determined by 'fear of death'? Who is willing to die when things don't have to be? If you die, how should you protect the relatives and friends you want to protect?"

Maka's sudden reprimand startled everyone. To tell you the truth, none of them has ever seen such a severe Maka!

After drinking heavily to stop the impulse of Harry and others, Marca's tone eased quickly.

"Yes, you must understand that it is very important to have a strong determination; but if you have determination but not enough strength, your determination can only be wasted!"

Maka carefully warned everyone present, with a calm and steady tone.

When his eyes passed over each student's face one by one, everyone was silent. It was not until these words were deeply branded into the hearts of the students in a deep atmosphere that he nodded gently.

"I've decided the name," Marca shrugged, as if for granted. "It's not too complicated. It's called 'R.A.' - reserve army."

Like the original members of the order of the Phoenix, there are also some people who are not determined in front of these little wizards. For Maka, if these people can't get his approval in the change, they can only be eliminated decisively.

With the lessons of the order of the Phoenix, he will not allow himself to repeat his mistakes.

"Of course, I hope everyone can join in in the end, and similarly, I must take responsibility for you. If I can't pass my final test, I won't let you join in, because that's tantamount to sending you to the road of death!"

……

That night, the formal establishment of "R.A." was like planting a fresh seed in the hearts of these students. In their future experiences, this seed will be watered and germinated by themselves.

As for whether this seed can grow into an evergreen tree in the end, no one knows now.

After that day, the last period of school life before Christmas seemed more calm. Although there are always disturbing factors in the dark, at least on the surface, Hogwarts must remain stable.

The daily course continues, the homework and exams will not disappear due to accidents, and even the Quidditch college competition held every academic year is going on step by step.

Obviously, R.A.'s training meetings can't usually be fixed on one or two nights of the week, because everyone has to complete their studies and activities organized by the school.

For example, some Quidditch team members such as Harry can reduce their training, but they can't completely skip it. And because of the days of wind and snow, the weather conditions have become very bad, and the training time often changes. This makes R.A.'s training time more uncertain.

Finally, at Hermione's suggestion, the meeting time was comprehensively judged by the reports of each member.

In fact, not fixed time also has certain advantages. At least in this way, their collection will be less regular. Even if there are latent enemies in Hogwarts, the probability of being found will be greatly reduced.

Soon, Hermione discussed with Maka and came up with a smart plan to send some simple notification messages to all members in case of temporary change of party time.

"Do you see the inscriptions on the edge of the golden gallon?" Hermione held up a coin after a training. "On the real golden gallon, it's just a list of numbered numbers representing the goblin who forged it. But on our coins, these numbers will change to show the time of the next party..."

The coin glowed with gold in her hand, and Ron seemed quite interested in them.

"If the time changes, it will heat up - you can feel it in your pocket. Of course, if you hold it directly in your hand, it may be a little hot. You should be as careful as possible!"

Hermione held the coin and talked, while Marca stood quietly watching.

He also thought Hermione's idea was really good, so he didn't object to it when Hermione mentioned it to him.

Sometimes, this smart girl really has a way.

"Oh! That's really cool!" Ron flipped the fake gold coins in his hand curiously. "Is it a change spell? I remember this spell in Maka's data."

"Yes, that's the change spell," Hermione nodded immediately.

"This spell is quite difficult. No wonder you'll talk to Marca!" Harry said suddenly.

"Oh, you're mistaken," said Maka. "Hermione came up with the idea, and all the spells on it were given by Hermione. I just nodded in agreement, but I didn't do anything else."

Hearing what Maka said, the people looked at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione was obviously embarrassed by everyone's eyes. Although Maka is very sure about this, she is really not sure, which makes everyone feel good.

"Hmm..." she pursed her lips and whispered, "I think this idea should not be bad. You see, what others think of it is just an ordinary golden gallon. It's not suspicious at all... Isn't it?"

She paused, but then said, "of course, if you don't want to use it..."

"No, no, it's really powerful," praised a Ravenclaw. "Can you cast the change spell? I remember, that's the level of n.e.w.ts?"

"Oh... Yes, yes," Hermione tried to make herself more modest, but she was still very happy, because it was undoubtedly a recognition given to her by others, "well... I think so."

"I think you should come to Ravenclaw," said the student. "You and McLean should come! You see, you have such a good brain, and McLean's patron saint -"

"Don't mention this, Professor sprot will pull out the Mandela grass in front of me..." Maka quickly waved her hand and said with a smile, "besides, I have graduated?"

Before the words fell, many people couldn't stop laughing.