Chapter 623

"... look, this is our school's defense against the dark arts classroom! Yes, it has a little arc in the vertical direction. Isn't it funny?"

Near noon, Marca, who accompanied the hornheim brothers and sisters to enjoy the natural scenery all morning near Hogwarts, was walking with them in the corridor on the fourth floor of the main castle.

To be honest, today, as a "tour guide", he did his duty and led the brothers and sisters around from the inside to the outside. Of course, there is no end to wandering, even if it takes a few weeks, because even Maka, who has lived in this castle for several years, dare not say that she has been to every place.

But after all, he is leading the guests to visit Hogwarts and experience the environment here, so he still has to do his best.

"Go straight in from here and turn a corner to the classroom of the magic spell class," Marca pointed to the deep corridor as she walked in front. "But... Well, it's almost lunchtime in a while. When we go to the aisle on the left, we can just go downstairs..."

"Yahoo -"

The fat young master was following Maka around, watching curiously, and suddenly heard a buzzing noise. After that, he found that in a picture on the right wall, a guy with a big tongue suddenly howled here.

"McLean, last time you promised to buy us a drink! When will it be cashed -"

Marca, who was walking in front of her, shook her head and turned around helplessly.

"Brother Yana, I'm accompanying guests to visit Hogwarts!" he waved to the portrait. "Wait a minute, I'll get you some good wine next time..."

"Oh, we're in a hurry!" the monk in the portrait said drunk, "we've had a hard time since the fat lady ran over with her friend violet last time and drank all our wine..."

Before he finished, several other friars joined in.

"All right!" Maka looked at him speechless. "You're suffering, and others don't feel well! I remember that day when the fat lady went back, she immediately changed the password to" quit drinking "in the Gryffindor public lounge, which caused several junior students to blow the cold wind in the corridor in the middle of the night!"

After that, he stopped talking nonsense and immediately called the fat man and Sarah to go on.

"What's the matter with them?" the fat man asked, and turned his head several times in a row. "It's hard not to drink a day?"

Maka then spread her hand with a smile.

"What do you think?" he explained, "the name of the painting is drunk friar. Those in it are all drunkards. If other people in the painting want to drink, they will come here to sit. In this way, there is not enough wine for them?"

"Well... Understandable, understandable!"

The fat man smiled, but unexpectedly, Sarah, who had been very quiet all the time, hummed softly, which surprised him with a cold sweat on his forehead.

As soon as Marca saw it, she couldn't help smiling.

"Come here again! Hogwarts castle is quite famous for its armor corridor -" he took the two men to the left and turned, then stretched out his hand, "The armor here is attached with ancient magic, especially the two handed sword in their hands, which has the power to cut the giant. They also made a lot of strength in the previous Hogwarts defense war!"

In this corridor with a row of vertical windows, the light falls obliquely on the ground through the window holes, and the knight armor standing against the wall and on the sword looks full of momentum. The brother and sister of the hornheim family follow Maka, and feel a bit solemn atmosphere.

"At the end of this corridor is the prize showroom," Marka pointed to the end. "Although I also want to invite you to visit it, it's a pity that since some students ran in for a turn in the middle of the night, the administrator filch locked it... But it doesn't matter. Today I'll show you a little secret of Hogwarts."

He greeted them and continued to walk a few steps, then pointed to another two meter high portrait on the wall and said, "there are all kinds of hidden special places in our school. This is one of them."

At this point, he paused a little. Then he said to a confused male wizard in the painting, "forget me never."

"Don't forget who?"

Before the words fell, with the confused response of the wizard in the portrait, the portrait creaked and turned aside.

This time, Sarah, who hasn't given Marca much face recently, finally raised her eyebrows slightly and tilted her head to look at the dark channel exposed behind the portrait.

"Secret way?" she said with a blink. "Mr. McLean, are you not afraid of Ms. McGonagall's trouble when you do this?"

"No, no, it doesn't matter here," Marca smiled. "There are many secret roads in Hogwarts, and many need to be kept secret, but it doesn't include this one... Come with me!"

After a casual explanation, he took his brother and sister directly into this spacious secret passage. Fortunately, the inclined downward passage was wide and high enough, otherwise the fat young master of the hornheim family might not be able to get in.

Not long ago, when they came out from the other end of the channel, they had come to another corridor of deja vu.

"Remember? I brought you here before..." Maka motioned to the door on the side of the exit. "This is Professor Slughorn's office... Yes, it's a shortcut back to the third floor, opposite the stairs down the stairs, so we can walk a lot less."

Speaking of it, apart from the unavoidable teaching time, he basically spent the rest of his leisure time wandering with the brothers and sisters this morning. Although this sounds like a waste of life, it is necessary to think about it carefully.

On the scene, the background of the hornheim family can never be underestimated. Especially when the alchemy competition is about to be held, it is important to have a good relationship with the judges' families.

From a personal point of view, the mysterious genius girl of the hornheim family is worth Maka's more energy to test.

Now it seems that at least Sarah is more or less interested in these little secrets.

But just then, three acquaintances suddenly came to the opposite stairway. Looking at their hurried appearance, it seemed that there was something important.

"Harry? What's the matter with running in such a hurry?"

Maka took the lead in discovering them, so she asked without waiting for them to notice her.

"Oh! Marca, I've found you at last!" Hermione turned around at once. "Harry told him last night... Ah, are you showing guests around the school?"

"Yes!" Maka nodded, and then keenly found that there was something wrong with their faces. "Noah and Sarah... Do you remember the way to the auditorium? Wait at the entrance of the stairs over there, wait for the stairs on the right to turn around, and then walk along to the lobby. The time is just right! I have something else to do..."

"Don't worry, Sarah remembers the way." the little girl looked at Hermione and other three people and said politely, "good afternoon, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley... You must have something urgent to find Mr. McLean. Sarah and her brother won't bother you."

After that, she took the fat man's sleeve and went straight to the stairs.

"Oh - what a sensible child!" Hermione walked up to Marca and looked at Sarah's back. "And she's so cute..."

"Yes, very sensible!" Marca echoed, and then continued to ask, "are you looking for me? What happened to Harry last night?"

He could see that Harry's expression was so preoccupied, and Ron's face was not much better. As for Hermione, although she was still as calm as ever, she spoke with a lot of seriousness.

All this sent him a message - I'm afraid something bad happened last night.

Sure enough, when Hermione whispered about the dream Harry said, Marca's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I see... Since the closure of the brain is still effective, the problem is not big. It should be that you are a little under too much pressure these days." he said, meditating a little, and then turned to say, "Harry, do you remember... What the voice of the man you heard in your dream is?"

"Voice?" Harry recalled carefully. "No, I'm not sure... The voice is far and near. It's hard to distinguish what the other party is saying..."

"Really?" Marca thought and asked again. "Do you think... Does that sound like Dumbledore's voice?"

"Professor Dumbledore!" said Harry in surprise. "Well... I don't know, but the voice really makes me feel familiar. Now listen to you..."

Maka pondered again and couldn't help confirming some guesses in her heart.

"Well, I already know about it," he warned. "Don't worry. Continue to live what you should do next. Pay attention to the state of brain closure before going to bed. Then... Harry, do you remember the book Professor Dumbledore left you? Read it carefully later. I'm sure it will come in handy in the future!"

"What about us?" Ron hurriedly asked.

"You?" Marca smiled, shrugged and said with ease, "get ready for the next o.w.ls exam! Is there anything more important than this?"

After that, he turned and walked slowly towards the stairs, but his expression when his back was facing the three people was a little dignified.