Chapter 901

"This smell --"

"It's godigan grass. I added godigan grass..."

When Hermione smelled the familiar smell and was about to ask something, Miriam immediately guessed what she wanted to say and answered quickly.

"Isn't it a special smell?" Miriam continued. "To tell you the truth, I wasn't used to this strong smell of grass at first, but after matching cocoa powder and licorice, I suddenly liked this wonderful taste."

"Oh, really..."

Hermione nodded her head gently and looked at her as if she was distracted. After a while, she regained consciousness, holding the cup in both hands, and asked in a daze:

"Did Maka tell you how to drink gagodigen grass?"

"Ah, that's right." millian smiled. "I had a drink in his office once, and I thought it was very delicious, so I asked him to tell me."

It can be seen that she really likes this new way of drinking hot cocoa.

In fact, Hermione had been thinking that it was mostly related to Maka since she smelled the very characteristic smell of godigan grass.

After knowing that Miriam met Maka, she immediately felt a sense of peace of mind, because the trust brought by Maka can even be directly placed on the friends around Maka.

But at the same time, Hermione began to want to know what had happened between Miriam and Marca.

"I see." Hermione thought and suddenly said, "did Marca bring you to Hogwarts?"

When Hermione asked this, Miriam had sat across the table with her cup. She sipped another sip of hot cocoa, and her ruddy lips seemed more plump in the light of the fireplace.

"You can say so!" she quickly replied, "but in fact, I begged Mr. McLean to bring me here. I need his shelter and help."

"Shelter and help"? "Hermione was surprised." you mean, what terrible danger did you encounter before that? "

"Yes, very terrible danger..." millian was saying and suddenly paused a little, "Oh, sorry... I shouldn't say these things. Please forget what I said!"

Although she seems to have been calm since she met Hermione at the top of the astronomical tower, don't forget the picture of her standing silently in the cold wind and snow outside.

In fact, her heart was far more confused than the calm on her face, so that she always had a sense of propriety. She followed Hermione's words carelessly.

How could she have been tricked by Hermione as usual? After all, her hiding in Hogwarts was her only secret now.

However, since Hermione had heard the beginning, how could she not ask?

"Miriam... Miss?" she thought a little and tried to explain, "I'm Marca's friend. We used to be classmates, but now he's mine -"

Just at this point, a difficult problem lies in front of Hermione - what else can Marca be her after leaving Hogwarts?

"... well, it's my professor," she hesitated for two seconds, followed by a little more stubbornness in her tone, "so you can tell me that it's okay... He himself told me a lot of things. For example... Er, is that 'despicable halbo' that caused you to have to stay in Hogwarts?"

Millian was a little surprised when Hermione called the name plainly.

"You know?" she said in surprise. "How could it... Did Mr. McLean tell you to listen personally? How could he do that?"

In millian's opinion, people like Maka shouldn't easily tell ordinary wizards about this. After all, it's too dangerous.

For the civilian wizards in the magic world, just knowing halbo's name can be fatal.

But Hermione herself thought the opposite of Miriam's - she wanted to know more about hairbo! Because this is undoubtedly a path to Maka.

Unfortunately, because her strength is always limited, she also knows that this is not urgent.

"Marca told me it was because of his trust in me."

Hermione said this first, her tone rising slightly, and she looked a little happy. But then she pursed her lips and said:

"But I know that there are many things I really can't understand too much - Maka just told me what he thought he could tell me."

"So, can you also tell me what you think you can say? Just tell a story while we can't seem to sleep today?"

Millian listened, took another sip of hot cocoa, and then looked at Hermione carefully. Until Hermione turned her face uneasily, a knowing smile followed her.

"Oh," she seemed to say suddenly, "Glen... Well, I mean, Hermione... I think I probably understand what you want to hear. But to be honest, the meeting between me and Mr. McLean was not very pleasant. I don't think you would like to hear this story."

Seeing that some thoughts in her heart were slightly exposed by the other party, Hermione couldn't help being ashamed, but she shook her head decisively.

"If you don't mind, please --"

Under Hermione's sign, Miriam was also very generous and selected some of her intersections with Marca.

With the two of them talking and listening in this room, the time of the night is quietly passing, but they are not only not sleepy, but even more energetic for some different reasons.

Finally, millian said again:

"I'm very grateful to Mr. McLean for helping me at last. I'm afraid I would have died of my stubbornness if it weren't for him. I always thought that if I could ask him for help earlier, even ASA might not have had an accident."

"It is such a strong man who can help the former enemy, but I have been making trouble for him in accordance with the orders of my elders..."

At this point, millian was obviously really ashamed. After a short silence, she picked up the cup and drank a mouthful of cocoa, but found that the cup was already unknowingly empty.

However, when facing the same story, everyone often has their own understanding and ideas.

Just like Maka, who is also the experience of the event, he feels that he owes something to Miriam and ASA.

Because at that time, he agreed with old Eun's plan in hesitation, allowing them to become a "victim" that was not really necessary.

On Miriam's side, knowing nothing about Maka's ideas, she naturally felt that Maka obviously had no "obligation" to block herself who decided to go to the headquarters at that time.

But now that Hermione is here, as an "irrelevant person" listening to the story, her focus is not on the "help or not" place at all.

"So... Your friend ASA, he may have..."

Seeing that Hermione's eyes had already turned red, Milian couldn't help laughing.

"Well, I think he's gone," she raised her head and looked at the tapestry on the wall. "But it doesn't matter. If I have to say... Thanks to the blessing of the elder, in fact, we've all been prepared for this. I just... Just don't want the empty headquarters to be the last place for me to see him."

"Don't worry, Marca will help you find him..." Hermione was moved and sad. "Yes, Marca is so powerful that she must find it sooner or later!"

"I believe," Miriam smiled. "Mr. McLean is really strong and incredibly strong... Like the amazing light column I saw on the top of the tower just now, I think it must be his pen!"

"What?"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise at Miriam's cold mention.

"Light column? Where was it just now?"

The power of Maka's rules, the light beam in Hogwarts is no longer a secret - or at least the appearance of the light beam has been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

When Dumbledore died, it was his beam that broke through the thick clouds and dispelled the gloom in everyone's heart.

As for Hermione, not to mention her relationship with Marca.

Seeing her look as if she was anxious, millian couldn't help wondering a little, but she quickly replied:

"It should be at the school gate... Although it is covered by the wind and snow and can't see clearly, the light probably came from the direction of the school gate. An inclined blue and white light column shot straight into the air..."

"Oh, thank you - I have something to do, so I'll go first!"

Hermione didn't even bother to find the reason. She said a word casually, put down the cup and hurried to the door. She didn't look back until she reached out and grabbed the door handle.

"By the way, thank you for your hot cocoa. It's warm!"

With that, she immediately opened the door and rushed out. After a few steps, she came back and closed the door.

Millian looked at Hermione's departure direction and couldn't help smiling again - although she didn't know Marca's resignation and leaving without saying goodbye, she couldn't help feeling a little cute about Hermione's frantic appearance.

However, after a dumb smile, Miriam's smile gradually faded away.

"What happened?" she couldn't help whispering, "that light column should be the magic cast by Mr. McLean - I've seen it several times, and since he can cast that magic at the school gate, does it mean..."