Chapter 543

After a crowded lunch with three brooms, the partners continued to stroll around Hogsmeade. Except for Maka, I'm afraid everyone else present will completely relax and have fun for the last time of the school year, because in the next days, everyone will have to prepare for the o.w.ls exam.

Even Luna, a grade lower than Harry and them, had to study hard for the final exam that would soon come.

"Keep playing! It's almost time for me to go back to school," Marca looked up at the sky and found that she couldn't go any further. "Professor McGonagall asked me to have afternoon tea with her. I can't be late."

"Oh -" Ron was obviously having a good time. When Marca said this, he couldn't help feeling sorry.

"Luna, just hang out with them for a while!" when Luna looked at herself, Maka shrugged and said, "there are more people today. If they wait for next weekend, they won't have time to come out again -"

"Oh, you're right." Luna nodded and said leisurely, "will you accompany me next week?"

Hermione seemed a little sensitive to Luna's words. She looked at Maka and Luna left and right, looking rather annoyed. It seems that she may be considering canceling her review plan for next Sunday in advance.

It is reasonable to say that even the o.w.ls test can get high scores without suspense. But she is a learner herself. If she doesn't make enough preparations before the exam, she will be uncomfortable all over.

"Of course, if it's only one morning..." Maka told Luna, "you still have to review well when it's time to review - other professors told me that your grades seem to be a little partial?"

"Hmm..." Luna heard the speech, her eyes immediately tilted to another place, and began to be absent-minded again.

"Don't run away as soon as you hear it. Review the history of magic, potions and metamorphosis more when you have time!" Marca reached out and shook in front of her. "OK, I'll go first. You go on!"

After that, he did not delay any longer, waved his hand casually, and went to the intersection at one end of the village.

"Luna, are you partial to science?" Ron was surprised to find that he seemed to have found his comrades in arms standing in the same trench with himself. "What a coincidence? I am partial to science -"

"Don't compare you with others," Hermione glared at him. "They are partial to science, but they won't always hover between qualified and unqualified like you!"

"Oh - I'm standing in the wrong trench!" Ron dropped his shoulder and sighed secretly.

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When she came to Hogsmeade, Maka walked on her legs, but now there's no need to walk again. He found a deserted place outside the village where there were few pedestrians. With the help of the door key, he returned to the front door of Hogwarts in the twinkling of an eye.

In addition to the students who are about to graduate, most of the other little wizards are still wandering around Hogsmeade, so at a glance, there are almost no people in the school.

Of course, living treasures like Fred and George will never miss Hogsmeade day. Although they have to face the n.e.w.ts test that will come soon, they will not toss less for even one day before that.

Maka heard that after Voldemort's incident, they seemed to be thinking about their prank invention again. If Mrs. Weasley finds out, they should be scolded again.

Thinking about these messy little things, he leisurely walked to the garden beside the castle. There were some stone tables and benches by the fountain there. Professor McGonagall made an appointment with him there.

The power of magic is great. As soon as you enter the garden, colorful flowers immediately come into Maka's eyes. Those colorful petals are suffused with a soft halo under the sunshine, which makes them look more dazzling.

When he turned around several flower walls, the crystal clear water curtain of the Magic Fountain made his whole vision glitter.

In the Muggle world, this scene can only be seen briefly in the spring when all hair is in full bloom; But in the magic world, you can enjoy it all year round, even in winter.

Maka didn't come late, but it didn't seem to be early, because Professor McGonagall had already arrived first.

On a stone table by the fountain, Professor McGonagall placed all kinds of baked snacks, even delicious cakes smeared with fresh cream and fruit egg tarts stacked with all kinds of fruits. The dreamy food color is no inferior to the surrounding sea of flowers.

"Coming?" McGonagall noticed that there were more people here. She turned around and smiled at Marca. "Come and sit down! I'm just ready - the time is just right!"

Compared with Voldemort's noisy time, Professor McGonagall now obviously has to relax a lot. When she saw Maka, her always serious and tight face even showed a kind smile, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes relaxed.

Seeing this, Maka couldn't help feeling that this is what an old man should feel.

Hogwarts school occupies a very important position in the British magic world... And even the whole European magic world, which makes the position of principal very difficult to sit here. Let alone Mileva McGonagall, even Dumbledore gave up many choices when he was in this position.

Fortunately, the most difficult period of time before has passed. Although it is hard, at least Professor McGonagall, the principal, will not walk on thin ice every step as before.

Maka sat down at the table and stretched freely. Like today's weather, every minute and every second makes people a little lazy, and I've been crowded in the crowd for a long time, and now I'm really tired.

McGonagall looked at the particularly young wizard in front of him and couldn't help subconsciously recalling his youth. Perhaps the changes in the magic world are not as rapid as those in the Muggle world. The changes of the times are far from so obvious. She can still see the shadow of her time in Maka.

But just such a comparison, she can't help feeling a little sorry for Maka - the boy's school life was too hasty. Before he could enjoy the carefree life that should belong to his age, he was forced into a dark quagmire. Now, he is already a professor in Hogwarts.

"Come on, try these snacks first! Pomona and I made some together - I have to say, her baking skills are better than when she was young!"

At McGonagall's recommendation, Maka picked up a piece of honey scone cake, then looked at the other party and ordered the table. A steaming exquisite teapot appeared on the mat on the stone table.

In the early days, when the pure blood wizard family was still popular in the magic world, this afternoon tea was a social activity with more rules than Muggles. But now, eating and drinking are much more casual. Even banquets and dances have abolished many complex and strict regulations.

Maka swallowed the Sikang cake in her mouth and took another sip of the black tea just poured into the cup. The unique aroma of Darjeeling was immediately mixed with the aftertaste of snacks in her mouth, making people feel more leisurely and enjoy.

"Oh, I have to tell you a good news first," Maka put down her tea cup and took the lead. "Our minister of magic seems to be ready to try to promote a multi school joint activity like the top three competition - of course, we Hogwarts are also the leader."

MEG wanted to take advantage of this afternoon tea to mention another thing to Maka. But when Maka said the news, she was surprised to put aside what she wanted to say in advance.

"Activities like the top three? Or are they led by Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall clearly saw the significance.

After Voldemort's death, Hogwarts's position in the global magic world was significantly higher. If a sufficient fire was added at this time, Hogwarts would undoubtedly be able to stabilize at a higher place than ever before.

"Last year's top three competition was hosted by Hogwarts. I'm afraid it's not so easy to host another multi school joint event now? You... You don't have to..."

Professor McGonagall was happy, but he also understood the difficulty, and guessed whether Maka had promised nasklinger anything.

"No, I didn't do anything." Marca shrugged, picked up a small piece of cake and explained, "I helped a little in the dark yesterday's action to catch the fugitive predator. But I really didn't do it entirely for the request and goodwill of the minister, mainly... You know, it has something to do with Voldemort."

"Oh, indeed -" Professor McGonagall nodded thoughtfully. "To be cautious, you really should know the specific situation... What did you find?"

Maka thought for a moment and suddenly felt that it seemed to be all right to tell Professor McGonagall the truth. The respected witch is always very fair. She is absolutely willing to treat an innocent baby girl with kindness.

It's just

"Voldemort and Bellatrix had a child," Marca said frankly. "The name is Delphi. She is a beautiful girl. The reason why the Death Eaters escaped from the dungeon crazily is to escort Bellatrix out."

"To the ground... Child? Delphi?"

Anyone who hears this news will be surprised. Even at the beginning, Maka was not immune. Professor McGonagall was also surprised when he learned that the teacups were put back on the coaster in front of him again.

"How's she... How's the child now?" Meglio asked with some hesitation.