Chapter 887

In previous years, almost every Christmas Eve was spent at home with parents and family. They often gather a whole family, sit around the fireplace, disperse the cold of winter, and enjoy the happiness of being with their relatives.

But this year, on the almost all night Christmas Eve yesterday, not only most of the little wizards stayed in Hogwarts castle, but also many of their parents came.

Needless to say, in fact, many of those elders have read in this school, which can almost be regarded as a new alumni gathering!

However, in that joyful carnival night, there was no Maka.

"Professor McGonagall, do you know where Marca has gone? I've looked everywhere, but I just can't find where he is..."

Hermione went to the headmaster's office to ask this question, but this time she didn't get an accurate answer. She only heard one word from McGonagall - "he'll be back tomorrow".

When Hermione looked at each other and said this, her care helped her catch a fleeting look. Unfortunately, just that look in her eyes still can't make her have any useful associations.

After that, with the laughter in the castle and the strong smell of hot cocoa, she listened to the new song of mixed blood vampire Loken with her friends in the auditorium.

It has to be said that the semi vampire singer who is not famous in the magic world under the strange sisters is really powerful. His music contains the charm that can immerse people.

This may be the use of the talent of vampire blood, but I have to admit that his own musical attainments are also extraordinary.

At least Hermione felt that the night was not wasted.

Unconsciously... Most of the night passed.

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The next day is Christmas day.

It is slightly different from yesterday when most students chose to stay in school. Today, some students are ready to go home. Even if the activities for three consecutive days and two nights have different highlights every day, someone always has other festival plans.

However, the number of students in Hogwarts is not large. Today, some students from busbarton, France and ifamani school in the United States came to Hogwarts. On the contrary, the number of students in Hogwarts has increased greatly.

In addition, at least for Hermione, it is worth mentioning that Maka came back this morning!

"Where did you go yesterday?"

By the Christmas forest in the vestibule, Hermione, who had been walking nearby early, found the figure from the school gate for the first time, and she immediately welcomed it.

"Oh, good morning, Hermione!" Marca waved to her from a distance. "I had something to deal with last night... Seriously, I didn't hear Loken Deiss sing. It's a pity!"

But it was a pity that Hermione was not distracted by his complaint.

"So, where have you been?" she continued stubbornly, ignoring the half vampire. "Are you doing something troublesome and dangerous again? I asked Professor McGonagall yesterday, but she told me almost everything... I think you can at least tell us."

Seeing that a word could not open the topic, Maka had to raise her hands like surrender.

"No, it's really nothing -" he smiled. "I'm sure you can guess with your intelligence... Yes, it's related to 'despicable halbo' again. But you also have to understand... It's best not to say anything about his plans and preparations, isn't it?"

Halbona's uncanny ability, Hermione also experienced some through the last time Harry was controlled. So she can really understand what Maka said.

It's just

"Marca, I understand... Yes, I can understand what you do." she bit her lip and suddenly shook her head, "Just... I actually want to know, do we really have nothing to help you? You know, we have been improving ourselves in the past two years, and we have worked hard to reduce you and the burden on Hogwarts... Even Ron has become much stronger than before! Whether in terms of magic power or his psychology..."

"Like Harry, he is always attached to the Gryffindor sword, as you can see; for example, Neville, his hard work is not even comparable to me... Yes, and Luna... She is smart and talented. More importantly, she always goes to the library when she always lives freely..."

Hermione said, looking up at Marca's face again, as if hoping to see something she expected from each other's expression.

But Maka still maintained her warm smile and slightly closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Sorry, I don't think I can... Anyway, don't worry! Leave those things to me, and you just need to study hard in Hogwarts and graduate safely -"

In the middle of this, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes turned from Hermione to the Christmas forest on one side, because he found that a familiar magic wave was coming slowly from the forest.

Hermione couldn't help looking over there.

"Luna?"

It was Hermione who called each other's name, and there was some surprise in that tone.

In fact, in the past period when she was very close to Luna, she naturally learned about each other's living habits.

Generally speaking, Luna should still be sleeping in the quilt at the moment!

"Oh... Hermione, and Marca are here?"

Luna passed by a tree and saw her gently lift the hair in her ear, with the once unique hazy flowing between her words.

It was only now that she would speak in this tone on a hazy morning or when her heart was enlightened.

"Good morning? Are you taking a walk, too? Oh... You had a great time last night, didn't you?"

"You're right," Hermione replied casually, and then wondered, "but Luna... Why did you get up so early today? You usually get up later than this?"

"Really?" Luna, who seemed to know nothing about it, tilted her head. "I just think I should go out for a walk today..."

The way of thinking is quite different. It can even be said that you have hardly thought about anything, but you can inadvertently touch the choice that others will make after careful consideration.

This is Miss Luna Lovegood.

"Speaking of... Luna, aren't you going home today?" Marca said curiously. "I remember your father didn't come yesterday?"

"Yesterday dad had to finish printing this year's Christmas special on Christmas Eve," Luna replied happily, "but today he will come - when the owl post office goes home to transport the magazine and order list, he will come."

"That's good. There will be a new area open in Hagrid's zoo today! You can go there and have a good look."

Then he waved to Hermione again.

"Let's go! Before breakfast time, I'll take you to the history of magic classroom. I heard from Professor bins that his Christmas project will officially open today... We can be his first guests."

"Professor bins?"

Hermione was stunned when she heard the speech, and her expression was a little complicated.

To tell the truth, no one can imagine what the Christmas activities he made would be like, just the ghost old professor who can only hum in class.

In fact, it can be said that everyone thinks that the history of magic in the series of disciplines of Hogwarts is unlikely to engage in any festival activities. If you have to do it, it will probably be a historical exhibition.

But if Professor bins really wants to do something like "the Christmas history change exhibition of modern magic", it may be time to create the "lowest Popularity Award" of this Hogwarts Christmas event.

However, when Hermione saw Maka, she seemed a little excited, and she didn't dare to make a conclusion at will.

So, she and Luna followed Maka all the way back. In the chat without a word, the three soon came to the door of the magic history classroom.

This door is always open.

As a ghost, old bins passed through the wall directly in and out of the classroom, so he could not touch most of the real objects. In addition, he never cares about these small things... Oh, he doesn't even care about big things, so the front door of the magic history classroom is always open.

But today, not only is the door closed, but even the windows are covered by the curtain inside. Just standing outside the classroom, you can't see what's going on inside.

"I bet professor Bince is in there," Marca whispered, pointing to the door with a smile.

When Luna heard this, she asked very cooperatively:

"Why?"

"Because he's a ghost! It's the same everywhere... So his most likely choice is to wait at the 'next thing' place according to the schedule."

Maka shrugged casually, explained, and reached out and knocked on the classroom door. Before long, a translucent white shadow slowly came out of the door.

Probably because Maka was too close to us, some dull old bins didn't notice and overlapped with Maka.

"Oh."

Maka quickly took a step back - it was cool enough to suddenly get into a ghost's body in this winter!

"Professor bins, are you ready here? We'll be your first customers!"

"Hmm?" old bins turned his head and said, "Oh, it's you... I won't open here until noon. Come back when it's time..."

But seeing that he was going to go back directly after he said these words faintly, Maka hurriedly said:

"Ah, wait! Wait first! Give me some face!"