Chapter 793

A breakfast doesn't take too much time for the little wizards. Most students above grade 3 are looking forward to Hogsmeade's trip, including the sixth and seventh graders who have been to Hogsmeade many times.

After all, as Hogwarts students, there are too few places for them to relax and entertain.

However, there are always a few students, the dining process is still so slow. For example, Harry, the three of them, and miss Lovegood, who is still immersed in delicious food.

"... well, I had a good time today, too?"

On the teaching bench, Maka looked away at Ravenclaw's long table. When he saw the happiness on Luna's face, a knowing smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Well, go and finish what should be done while it's still early!"

After hastily sweeping all the food in the plate into the stomach bag, Maka immediately left his seat and walked quickly to the long Hufflepuff table.

"Mr. taweng, will you come to my office after breakfast?"

Yes, since she learned about those things from Eun Ravenclaw last time, Maka plans to ask Ernst again.

Although according to the meaning of old Eun, halbo's resurrection itself means that there must be something wrong with salacha's successor, Maka thinks it's still necessary to know.

As for why he chose today

Obviously, students below the third grade are not qualified to go to Hogsmeade village, so today is just an ordinary school rest day for them.

After hearing that Ernst, who was having breakfast like other students, suddenly looked back at Maka and nodded in some doubt.

"All right, Professor McLean."

Although Ernst didn't know what Maka was looking for, it didn't prevent him from answering the interview.

For him, Maka is his life-saving benefactor, so even for a child like him who is difficult to trust others, Maka is much closer to him than the bastard father at home.

After seeing that Ernst had promised, Maka didn't say anything, but left the auditorium directly and went back to the office.

"Marca doesn't seem to talk to students very often," said Ron curiously, looking at the figure disappearing in the side door. "Is the homework handed in too wrong?"

"No, I don't think it has anything to do with homework," Harry said slowly, looking at Ernst not far away. "It's just Hufflepuff's first grade student, and there are no elective courses in the first grade."

"Oh, yes..." Ron thought and nodded suddenly.

As they were talking, Hermione, sitting opposite the long table, suddenly felt that there seemed to be more people behind her. And in the next second, a familiar voice immediately confirmed her feeling.

"Hermione, shall we go to hogdemort later?"

The voice was particularly clear in Hermione's ear. She knew that Luna was talking just as soon as she heard it. At the moment when she recognized it, an idea that made her feel genuinely frightened flashed through her heart somehow.

[she is the one who stands between me and Maka!]

Is it because you have held it for too long that your psychology has begun to produce pathological changes? No, Hermione doesn't think her reason will lose to her sensibility... But the idea just now is obviously her own idea!

"Hermione?"

At the Gryffindor table, Luna looked at the back of Hermione's head and called her again. But Hermione did not look back, but took a deep breath first, as if to calm her heart.

After Hermione had a little meal and suppressed all her thoughts, she put down the Daily Prophet and turned around slowly.

[Maka is mine! Maka is mine! Maka is mine!]

Seeing Luna's face so close, Hermione's heart burst out three more words, which made her clench her fist.

No, it's not right... There must be something wrong... How can I think so?

"Sorry, i... I have to go with Harry and Ron..." her voice seemed to become a little hoarse, with a faint smell of patience.

After hearing this, Luna couldn't help scanning Hermione's face with a pair of ethereal eyes. Suddenly, she thought a little more in her expression.

"Oh, actually, I can go with you..." she thought, "just like the previous times, we still go around together. I think it's more interesting than when I'm alone."

[she doesn't deserve Maka! Only I am Maka's best choice!]

"No!"

Just as the third thought flashed through her mind, Hermione suddenly stood up from the chair. The chair under her was pushed away by her legs, making a harsh friction sound.

She wasn't looking at Luna next to her, or... She didn't dare to look.

"Sorry."

After leaving such an apology, Hermione immediately pushed Luna aside, took off her legs and left the auditorium like a gust of wind.

However, the volume of their conversation just now was not large, and finally the sound of the stool feet rubbing the ground was relatively abrupt, which attracted the curious eyes of some students around.

"... Hermione?"

Luna stood blankly in place. After being stunned for a while, she couldn't help tilting her head and making an inexplicable expression.

"I'll see what happened to Hermione."

Ron said this, got up quickly, left his seat, and trotted after Hermione. Harry was left sitting in his seat, with his head slightly lowered, and put the last piece of roast sausage into his mouth.

"Well... I'll go first?" Luna thought, looked at Harry and said.

To tell you the truth, this inexplicable situation, I'm afraid no one has figured out what's going on.

In particular, the Gryffindor students sitting on both sides looked at Luna, Harry and finally the door opening in the side porch. Each face seemed to have a big question mark written on it.

"Ah, OK." Harry didn't look up, but calmly responded to Luna.

Luna smelled the speech, stared at Harry again, and left alone a moment later.

At the moment Luna turned around, Harry finally raised his head, but the depth in his eyes was not found by anyone, including the professor on the teaching staff.

"Unexpectedly, Miss Granger's willpower is stronger than I expected... Hum... Interesting modern wizards, interesting modern magic..."

He chewed the sausage in his mouth and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

……

Half an hour later, Hogsmeade village.

"Miss, you have a good eye!"

"This fine feather pen is carefully made with excellent horn carved tail feathers, and the production technology is uniformly provided by the craftsman consultant of the head office. Whether the feather selection of the pen holder or the hardening treatment of the pen tip are the quality assurance of our" literati residence brand feather pen "

"The most important thing is that this new feather pen uses the latest wear-resistant technology of our company. The spell solidified on it can keep you from buying a new feather pen within ten years..."

I don't know when the literati feather pen store in Hogsmeade village has added a salesperson.

When Hermione just looked down at the new products displayed in the cupboard, the other party's mouth turned up and down very neatly, and read out the familiar sales lines at a super fast speed. Hermione was stunned.

"No, sorry, I just have a look first..."

Not to mention whether the saying "no replacement within ten years" is reliable or not. Just looking at the price sign under the feather pen, Hermione has lost her desire to buy.

As a child with a pair of dentist parents, Hermione's family situation is still very good. She hasn't been short of money since she was young.

However, her parents' money was not blown by the wind, and she would not spend money indiscriminately.

"Can you show me that pheasant tail feather?"

"Oh, OK, just a moment, please."

Seeing his sales failure, the salesperson was not discouraged. In fact, a fine feather pen like that just now is not for students, and he just gives it a try.

If a nouveau riche student came to buy one, would he not have gone up in sales?

As long as you see people who are interested in selling, failure is just a waste of saliva, but success is an objective draw!

Like selling feather pens, he can only focus on high-quality products to increase his income.

While Hermione was picking out a new quill over the cupboard, Harry and Ron looked around in the back. They don't need to buy new pens yet. This communication is just accompanying Hermione.

"Well... What happened to Hermione in the auditorium before?" Ron said secretly while looking at an expensive quill pen. "Is it difficult..."

[Maka! It's Maka's fault again!]

"Hiss -" Ron suddenly tilted his lips and said with some self disgust, "it seems that my inferiority complex can't be changed in my life?"

He had already tossed such thoughts of jealousy and resentment in his heart thousands of times.

However, due to Marca's persuasion, Ron has developed a habit of constant objective introspection. Over time, this habit is deeply engraved in his life.

"Well, that's right... It's Marca's fault," Ron thought, grinning. "More than one guy girls like should be hanged and burned!"

While Ron was considering whether to set up an organization such as "anti triangle love fire god religion", an acquaintance suddenly came into the door of the store and attracted his attention.

"Luna?" Ron glanced at Hermione immediately. "It feels worse!"