Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 106: McMillan House

　　"It's about character?" Harry curiously asked, "Then what character does my patron saint represent?"

　　 "Smart? Smart? Be gentle with others?" Hermione guessed.

　　 Ron also came up and said: "I heard that the deer would fight with horns, but they usually look very docile-maybe that is saying that you usually look gentle, but you are wild at heart!"

　　 Harry turned his head and asked Maca: "What do you think?"

　　 Maca shrugged and said: "I think Ron said it well, but I have a better word here-‘Manshow (Manshow)’."

　　 "What does that mean?" Harry asked strangely.

　　 "Well, you can understand it as'secret yet elegant sexy'." Maca patted Harry on the shoulder, then turned and walked out the door, "The special magic in this Christmas holiday The curse class ends here, and then I will rely on you to practice more on your own."

　　 "Hey, Maca!" Hermione stopped him, "There will be a Christmas dinner at noon tomorrow, I think--"

　　 "Oh, sorry. I have some reservations tomorrow, I'm really sorry." Maca turned his head and said, "My roommate, you know, Ernie McMillan, he invited me to participate in their family's Christmas party-I think it will take a whole day. So..."

　　 "Well, um, then..." Hermione pursed her lips, her tone of voice sounded lower, "Then I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance."

　　"Oh! Are you going to have a big meal?" Ron and Harry didn't feel much, they just looked at him a little enviously and said, "That sounds really good..."

　　Maca waved to them, and then disappeared quickly around the corner.

　　……

　　 The next morning, Maca deliberately chose a more formal dress.

　　 This was what he had prepared when he planned to hold a farewell party for graduates last time. Although he didn’t need to dress so formal that time, once he chose to step into the social circle, he had to make some preparations. Up.

　　 No, it will come in handy soon.

　　The McMillan family is one of the sacred 28 families in the British magical world. Although this name sounds very earthy, the meaning of it is always unignorable.

　　 Of course, this has happened in the past.

　　 Nowadays, almost all of these 28 pure-blood families are not as good as before. For example, the Longbottom family of Neville, or the Gunter family of Voldemort.

　　Of course, there is also the Black family.

　　 There is an old British saying that "a bad field is better than a wilderness (Abadbushisbetterthantheopenfield.)②". At least there are a few well-maintained pure-blood families. Ernie’s McMillan house is one of them. Up.

　　 Incidentally, Maca went through the fireplace in Hogsmeade Village.

　　 "I can't figure out why my apparition is always deviated..." Maca shook his head, then dived into the fireplace, "McMillan's house."

　　嘭!

　　 Tyrande looked at the magic flame faintly emerging from his fireplace, coughing and laughing.

　　 "Ahem... I changed the structure a bit, and it really got better..."

　　 But Tyrande didn’t know. Just now, the green flame produced by Maca using Floo powder was sprayed directly from his chimney, giving a piece of several jackdaws looking into the chimney. I went to Ernie’s house...

　　 When Maca walked out of the Ernie’s fireplace, the hapless jackdaws fell out of the chimney duct together and rolled all the way to the center of the living room.

　　 "Oh, is this your Christmas present?" Ernie stood up from the table and curiously looked at the jackdaw who was getting up in the room.

　　Maca looked back at the fireplace, also confused.

　　 "No, I think... they might just want to take a ride or something." He spread his hands, saying that he didn't know too much.

　　 "Okay! Anyway, you are welcome to come to my house." Ernie beckoned at him, "Have you had breakfast? Do you mind a glass of milk?"

　　At this time, the man sitting on the main seat stood up.

　　"Are you Mr. McLean?" He said politely, "We always listen to Ernie talking about you. To be honest, you are much better than Ernie."

　　 "Oh, thank you, Mr. McMillan." Maca politely said to him, "Ernie often helps me, and sometimes brings me some supper-you should know that the kitchen is in Hatch Next to the Pachi common room."

　　 "Haha, yes, of course!" Ernie's father nodded and said, "I was also a Hufflepuff back then, and I always went to the kitchen to find food... In fact, Ernie had I know where the kitchen is from here."

　　 "This is really a memorable parent-child fun." Maca said, and walked over and sat next to Ernie. "As Ernie told me before, you are a gentle father."

　　 "Did he really say that?" Ernie's father looked at Ernie in disbelief.

　　 "Hey, dad! Don't believe it!" Ernie poured a glass of milk for Maca and put it in front of him, "Stop talking about it, come and taste this-from our farm ."

　　 The Christmas banquet at McMillan’s house will start at noon, and there will be many guests; in the afternoon, there will be a tea party and some messy small activities, where guests can freely participate and spend time.

　　 The highlight is the evening dance party, when more pure-blood families will come to participate. According to Ernie, it will be very lively.

　　 "The Christmas ball is rotated every year by several good families, but I don't like it very much-it always makes people very restrained." Ernie pouted, "But it will show the glory of our family , I really like that!"

　　 Soon, guests arrived one after another.

　　 I have to talk about the McMillan mansion here.

　　 Although the various layouts are very low-key, they can't conceal their essence. That is one word-big!

　　 This is a three-story mansion. There are not many floors, but it is very spacious. As far as the living room is concerned, it is almost half the size of the Hogwarts Auditorium.

　　 You know, Hogwarts is a castle.

　　 Of course, as far as the residence is concerned, Macalenville’s Fort Blois has been seen. In contrast, such a large place seems to be nothing at all.

　　 Maca straightened his clothes, readjusted the position of the bow tie, and followed suit.

　　 The purpose of his coming this time is more for communication, especially those ancient pure-blood families. After all, no matter how the families decline, they still occupy a dominant position in today's magical world.

　　 And in his plan, their presence is indispensable.

　　 Just when he was squeezing a smiley face in the crowd and chatting skillfully, Ernie suddenly brought a little girl over—it was Hannah Abbot.

　　 "Maca, Hannah is here too--" he said, "Don't join in the fun here, how about going to the backyard and playing broomsticks for a while?"

　　 "Flying broomstick? Now?" Maca was taken aback for a moment.

　　 "Yes, of course!" Ernie smiled, "Hannah always said that she likes to see you riding on a broomstick, it's so cool!"

　　 "No, no...I didn't say that..." Hannah blushed, "Hello, McLean..."

　　 "Oh, hello." Maca nodded, then looked back at the crowd, "Then go fly for a while."

　　 "Yes, let's fly for a while! The weather is so good today...it just so happens that Layla is here too," Ernie was saying, suddenly shouted out the door, "Layla, here!"

　　Maca looked back, but saw a little girl who looked more reckless than Hannah was trotting here.

　　 Did she still bump into one or two people and stop to apologize every time. At such a distance of more than ten meters, she let her walk for several minutes.

　　"...Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Is it—"

　　 Just when she walked in front of Maca, she was turning around while apologizing and bumped her head into Maca's chest.

　　 "Ah-I'm sorry!"

　　 "If you can watch the direction of walking more, you don't have to say so much. I'm sorry..." Maca helped her up and said.

　　 "Hey, Ernie is calling me!" She said, glanced at Maca, and then whispered, "Oh! You are not that...well, are you McLagan!"

　　 "It's McLean!" Ernie whispered.

　　 "Oh! I'm sorry—McLegan." She apologized again~IndoMTL.com~Well, although you are very polite, don't you think it's a wrong name? "Maca shrugged.

　　 "Really?" She stuck her tongue out, "Um... I'm sorry!"

　　McLagan, let's go to McLagan! Anyway, Maca didn't care much about his surname, it wouldn't be a big deal if it was staggered.

　　"Then let's go to the backyard! The flying broomstick is waiting for us!" Ernie said excitedly.

　　 "I like flying broomsticks!" The little girl followed, "Then let's go! Um... McLagan?"

　　 Maca heard the words, and had to spread his hands and said: "Yes, my name is McLagan... let's go!"

　　 Although it is really important to deal with those wizard families, there are many ways to start. To be honest, it is a good way to make good friendships with little wizards rather than nonsense with adult wizards.

　　……

　　 While Maca was busy with his plans, Harry and Ron were unpacking their Christmas presents this year...

　　 "Mom gave me another hooded leather coat...sorrel again! See if you got one too?" Ron turned his head and asked.

　　 Harry has it too. Mrs. Weasley gave him a scarlet hooded leather coat with a Gryffindor lion woven on the front, and twelve minced meats baked at home. Cakes, some Christmas pastries and a box of crunchy peanut flakes.

　　 He looked happily for a while, then moved all these things away. Then, he saw a large slender package underneath, and a small package that was not very noticeable.

　　 "What's that?" Ron looked at the big one with a pair of maroon socks in his hand, and asked curiously.

　　 "I don't know." Harry shook his head and stretched out his hand.