Chapter 649

In the evening, Maka was still in his office for the final inspection of the lesson preparation for the new semester. When the sunset slowly threw to the right of his desk from the gap between the curtains, he finally closed the notebook spread out in front of him gently.

"... it's almost time. Go and confirm with Professor McGonagall the last few links of the game, and then go to the back door to prepare for the freshmen."

After stretching casually, Maka stood up and was about to walk around her desk to the door, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dark shadow outside the window.

"What... Carriage?"

He stopped at once, then took two steps back and opened the curtains more.

Facts proved that he was right. From him, we can see that a black carriage dragged by two flying horses is gliding towards the castle. On the "handful of soil" family emblem on the carriage, Maka can distinguish the identity of the future at a glance.

"It's the talented girl of the hornheim family," he said, turning to the corridor outside the door as soon as he put down the blinds. "Since it's the little girl, let me go!"

Maka thought as she walked down the stairs to the lobby. But when he came out of the main gate of the castle to the front lawn, he found that the carriage didn't come directly in, but fell to the ground outside the school gate.

"Miss hornheim, why are you so polite? Didn't I say last time? We usually let guests park their carriages on the front lawn when we visit Hogwarts on weekdays..." he rushed to the door, waved away the defense spell on the door, and then opened the door to welcome him out, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Davide? Last time I said goodbye to busbarton, we haven't seen each other for some time!"

That's right. Today, the man sitting in the driver's seat directing the Pegasus on the way is still the ghost Mr. who followed the fat man.

"Ha ha, yes -" ghost David stood by the carriage, nodded to Marca and smiled brightly, "Mr. McLean, from today on, our miss will ask you to take care of her. It's a blessing for our hornheim family that she can learn magic under the guidance of your famous wizard!"

"There's nothing to look after!" Marca waved her hand. "Miss hornheim is smart. Needless to say, she has extraordinary alchemy knowledge. In the final analysis, it must be a blessing for me and the whole Hogwarts!"

Both sides are adept at such mutually flattering social rhetoric. If you lift me up and I lift you up, this living man and ghost will not change his face and heart. He has thick skin to his hometown.

While they were talking happily, the carriage door was gently pushed open from the inside, followed by a lovely little girl who went down to the side of the horse road.

"Professor McLean, Sarah says hello to you..." she leans over slightly, with a full manner. "Sarah has been impolite in the past few meetings. Please forgive Sarah's mistakes. From today on, Sarah will study in Hogwarts, and Sarah will study hard with the professor."

As she said, today the little girl is really much more honest than before. For a moment, Maka didn't know what ghost idea she was thinking about.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. What do you say to forgive or not --" Marca smiled. "Come on, come in! In a while, the other freshmen are almost due to arrive. Then you'll prepare to attend the Hogwarts branch ceremony with them, and then you can have a good dinner!"

"Ah, no... no, Mr. McLean." ghost David quickly refused, "I have to go back immediately. The owner asked me to do something else tomorrow morning! Sorry..."

"This... Really don't you stay and sit down?"

Marca is certainly polite. People are ghosts. They are floating all day, even on the carriage. How can they "sit down"? What's more, even if David stays to attend the welcome dinner, he can only watch others eat and drink, but he can't smell the smell himself. Let alone how bad it is!

After watching David "drive" his carriage back into the sky and gradually go away, Maka took today's particularly reserved and polite miss hornheim back to the main gate of the castle. Behind them, a beautifully decorated small suitcase floated smoothly under Maka's control and moved forward with them.

Although the suitcase has not been cursed with traceless extension, it has undergone alchemical transformation. Unlike Alexander's, it has the same volume and capacity in appearance and inside.

"Miss hornheim, before your classmates arrive, take a rest in the side hall next to the auditorium! Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something..." Maka asked as she walked, "There are snacks and desserts on the train. It's our practice to sit in the carriage and share with our classmates. If you have a chance in the future, I suggest you take a try... Here is the small hall here."

"Thank you... But no, Professor McClane." Sarah followed him into the side hall. "If you have anything else to do, you can leave first - Sarah can wait here herself."

"How can this work!" Maka took the lead in sitting in the chair and then said, "Oh, don't get me wrong. In fact, I didn't stay here because of you. It's the same with other freshmen. How can I leave a newly enrolled student here alone as a professor?"

After that, Maka sat with her in the side hall for a while. Although they didn't stop talking from beginning to end, what they said was nothing but nutritious nonsense. Whenever Marca wants to ask her thoughts and opinions on something, no matter what trivial matter it is, she will avoid it without trace.

However, as she talked, Marca gradually tasted something - isn't Sarah's "near rather than near, far rather than far" attitude towards him like he felt when he faced Dumbledore?

This is a state of knowing that the other party is strong and cautious, but trying to get something from the other party. So that when dealing with the sense of distance between the two sides, there will always be a little embarrassment, because she is not sure whether such a distance is enough to keep her secrets.

"Oh, I think I should go to the back to meet your classmates." although I have to wait a little longer, since Maka realized the reason why she deliberately maintained a sense of distance, she naturally stopped embarrassing her. "Wait a little longer, you will see them soon..."

After leaving the side hall, Maka couldn't help chuckling.

When I first met Dumbledore, the specific situation was similar to that just now. He kept his guard and even deliberately emptied his mind. Now I think Dumbledore must have seen it at that time. No wonder Dumbledore would directly mention his magic rampage and indirectly let himself put aside some unnecessary precautions.

While recalling her ignorance, Maka went straight to the back door along the corridor, and then leaned against the wall waiting for Hagrid to bring the little wizards from the lake to the castle.

After another moment, the sky outside was completely dark. He knew that today's freshmen had finally arrived when he heard the sound of messy and dense footsteps mixed with the hum of soft conversation outside the door.

"Bang bang -"

Hagrid's fist was as strong as ever. Even the back door was not much thinner than the front door, but he could still knock the thick door.

Maka waved and opened the gate, then walked two steps forward and came to the steps outside the door.

"Professor McLean, freshman."

In order to maintain the dignity of the professor in front of the students, Hagrid rarely called Maka with his last name and position. Somehow, jumping out of his mouth always made Maka feel a little uncomfortable.

"All right, Professor Hagrid." Marca nodded. "Give it to me - then everyone follow me and keep up. Be careful not to fall behind!"

As soon as they saw Maka, most of the little guys secretly looked left and right in surprise. In fact, except for the small number of Muggle born students contacted by Maka, all those who haven't seen him are hesitant.

No way, Marca's face is really too "tender". Now he is famous in the magic world, so he has less such trouble, but these freshmen may not know it.

Of course, freshmen are freshmen after all, and there is still awe for this magnificent and mysterious Hogwarts castle. Even if they were somewhat suspicious of the surprisingly young professor, they were relatively honest to follow.

After demaka led them through the long corridor and took them to the small hall where Sarah was, he waved to Sarah who was coming this way.

"Like you, she is also a freshman this year. Let's get along well in the future!" he said. "Then... Yes, welcome to Hogwarts! Maybe some of you have heard that before you enjoy a delicious dinner, you have to help you find the college you want to enter. This is Hogwarts practice and Hogwarts rule."

"You will go to class, do your homework, eat and sleep with the students of the same college. If the school is a big family, the college is each family in the family. Hogwarts has four colleges, which are..."

Maka stood in front of the hall, calmly talking about the branch, and sent a little warning to these little wizards.

In the crowd, Alexander and Ernst, the two children who had the most contact with Maka, also raised their heads. Although they looked at Maka with different eyes, they all had a similar vision and desire.