Chapter 712

"... well, I see. I'll negotiate with the International Federation of wizards, and the school will give it to you, Professor McGonagall."

In the principal's office, Maka has just discussed with MEG how to deal with the previous commotion.

Reasonably speaking, this kind of incident involving casualties is undoubtedly very bad for a game. Fortunately, thanks to Sarah's blessing, it was solved in time, so there was no major chaos at the scene.

"Oh, yes." after discussing with Professor McGonagall, Maka suddenly continued, "Mrs. Maxim and housekeeper LeMay should come back tomorrow. I think we should finally prepare for the reception."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall, sitting behind his desk, quickly raised his head. "So you've replied?"

Maka nodded.

"Just now," he said, "I went to West Tower and borrowed a barn owl... Alas, if I have to say, I'd rather it could fly safely to its destination."

"There's nothing we can do about it," MEG shook his head, but paused as if he thought of something. "... ah, speaking of it, Mr. Potter came to you just now. It looks like something urgent."

"Harry? That is, when I go to the owl shed to post a letter?"

When Maka heard the speech, she immediately went through the recent events in her mind.

To tell the truth, the appearance of the bald old man also gave him a reminder that the magic world was not as peaceful as he thought. But after quickly looking through his memory, he found no trace that would worry Harry.

"What's urgent?" he asked.

"I also asked Potter, but he didn't say." Professor McGonagall put down his quill and said seriously as usual, "there will always be such and such troubles at this age. You are about the same age as those children and their teacher. I think no one is more suitable to guide them than you."

At this point, Meg's usual serious face also had a little more kind smile.

"If you have time, take time to see them... It's not just about learning. Sometimes, even ordinary life needs a suitable mentor."

When Maka saw this, she couldn't help feeling - Professor McGonagall's smile has obviously changed more recently. If she used to be just like a strict teacher, now she occasionally makes people feel closer.

"Oh, you're right. In fact, I'm secretly watching them -" Marca laughed. "After all, Harry, they are all my friends! Well, I'll just go and have a look..."

Although we have to go to Harry and ask why we are looking for ourselves, Marca's time is still precious. So after saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, he immediately turned and left the principal's room.

Looking at the door of the headmaster's room closed again as Maka left, Professor McGonagall took a sip of the tea cup at the table, but his sight did not leave the door opposite.

"No one's life is perfect, Mr. Potter. They may need a suitable 'life mentor' to look back on the past and see the future, but you... Aren't you?" she whispered, staring at the direction Marca left.

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Almost as soon as Marca left the principal's room, Harry and Ron were sitting on both sides of the same reading table. The air in the library seems to be filled with a tense atmosphere.

"Harry, I can't go any longer. The closing time is coming soon."

Although he didn't speak, Ron's eyes and expression were conveying this meaning to Harry. However, he didn't want to see Mrs. pince's face behind Harry.

"I know, but -"

Harry nodded quickly at Ron, and also didn't want to say anything.

They both knew that if they didn't talk, Mrs. pince would have nothing to do with them before the closing time finally came. But if you speak now, you will be kicked out of the library directly.

"Why don't we go and see Hermione again?" Ron thought, then closed his mouth and turned his head towards the bookshelf behind him.

"Yes."

Harry then nodded again and stood up first.

When they walked around the reading area to the large collection area, they could clearly feel the sight from behind, which made them exchange a helpless look with a bitter smile.

The volume of books in Hogwarts library is amazing because there is no clear selection benchmark for book collection and storage. However, because of this, although there are many dazzling books here, the quality of the content is uneven. In the final analysis, the books that will be used in study and research are only a few.

At present, the book collection area that Harry and Ron go to is basically the magic theory area that few students will take the initiative to look for and read.

Of course, they don't go to that bookshelf on weekdays, because the books there are not only boring, but also not necessarily correct. This is what Professor flavy mentioned to them in class. I believe it can't be wrong.

But

"Hermione."

After passing through a passage between bookshelves, Harry and Ron finally found Hermione. Sure enough, Hermione's state was almost the same as the last time they saw it - except that the books in her hand had changed again.

"Hermione, uh... I said, we should go..."

Harry's voice was muffled because he was still worried about being heard by Mrs. pince.

Fortunately, even though his voice was surprisingly low, the library was so quiet that Hermione couldn't hear it. After all, that kind of attention focused on the extreme situation of being unable to hear others, not that it is absolutely impossible, but it is still very rare.

"Well, Harry?"

Hermione, who was immersed in the contents of the book, looked up. She first looked at Harry and Ron, then tiptoed to look at the magic clock on the wall, and then gently raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I read too much. I didn't expect it to be so late?"

Hermione sighed a little surprised. Her expression looked relaxed. It seemed that there was no reason for Harry and Ron to become anxious and worried.

Seeing both of them waiting in the aisle beside the bookshelf, Hermione immediately closed the books in her hand and stuffed them back on the bookshelf.

"Then let's go quickly! Otherwise, Mrs. pince will come and drive people herself -"

She greeted Harry and Ron very naturally and walked forward first. But behind her, in the eyes of Harry and Ron looking at her back, the heavy worry was not relieved much.

Soon, the three hurried out of the library door under Mrs. pince's cold vision of Falcon hunting rabbit.

"Oh, Mrs. pince's eyes are really scary," Hermione said with a slight smile. "Isn't it a good thing that students like reading? I wish she wouldn't..."

"Ah -" Ron answered casually. "Well, yes!"

As for Harry, in this case, he is not as eloquent as Ron, especially Ron Weasley, who is more and more used to examining himself and others at any time.

So, not knowing what to say, he simply closed his mouth.

Obviously, the atmosphere between the three became a little subtle

However, as if Hermione hadn't noticed the change at all, she still walked forward at a brisk pace as before.

But when the three of them continued to walk a short distance in the empty corridor, Hermione suddenly slowed down her steps and looked at Harry.

"By the way, Harry -" she said somewhat abruptly, "can you lend me your invisibility cloak for the time being? I need it for the evening."

"Uh."

Harry was stunned immediately. He opened his mouth, but didn't promise decisively.

"Well, that... Is the evening. What can I do for you?"

Seriously, he can't stand the nonsense he said - isn't the answer obvious?

"Yes, I want to go to the library to read books after turning off the lights..." Hermione said with a natural expression. Finally, she said, "don't worry, I'll pay attention to rest. After all, my body is also very important."

Yes, that's why it's hard for Harry and Ron to persuade her. But they both knew that Hermione had been in the library for almost a whole day today. Except for the auditorium and bathroom, her hands had not left the books for a moment.

"Hermione -"

Ron couldn't help saying something, but when he saw Hermione's eyes suddenly looking at himself, the words behind him couldn't be said any more.

Today's Hermione is undoubtedly abnormal, but this abnormality is not reflected in her behavior, but through her eyes intentionally or unintentionally.

That look was like saying, "don't try to persuade me, or we may no longer be 'best friends'."

"Harry?"

After glancing at Ron, Hermione looked at Harry again, obviously trying to continue the topic of borrowing the invisibility cloak.

Harry was stunned again and finally had to nod his head.

"I see," he said helplessly, "after turning off the light, wait for me in the common room, and I'll bring it to you..."

"Thank you so much!" Hermione smiled immediately. "I'm not very proficient in the phantom spell. It would be better if I had your invisibility cloak."

Looking at Hermione's back, who turned again and hurried up the stairs, Harry and Ron both sighed - they didn't know how many sighs they had today.

Just around the corner where Harry and Ron couldn't see, Marca also looked at Hermione's leaving figure and frowned slightly.