Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1024: Respect

? In the end, Hermione failed to talk to the mysterious windbreaker for too long.

Perhaps it is because the other person doesn't want to say much, or because the two of them don't have a common language to establish a dialogue. Until the end of the lunch time, Hermione could no longer find some useful words from the simple, fragmented response of the windbreaker wizard.

Except for the first sentence, the shake that the other party exposed when they mentioned Maca.

Half an hour after lunch, Maca sat on the high stands of the Quidditch Stadium, watching Hermione doing flight exercises in the court, and enjoying the moment of tranquility brought about by the warm equinox.

Of course, the windbreaker wizard who had become accustomed to following him now also took a seat behind him.

"Call—"

Looking at the figure of Hermione who seemed to be showing off at high speed from the side of the stand, Maca couldn't help but laugh. The more at this time, the more he hopes that such a day can last forever.

Unfortunately, some people may not agree with his idea.

"...Do you like this season?"

Suddenly, Maca asked casually, and he naturally asked the "new friend" who was sitting at the back, staring at the back of his head.

However, he soon heard the answer from the other party-although it might be slightly different from what he expected.

"I don't know."

"Really?" Maca nodded, "At least I like it very much... I have loved early spring since before, especially in the sunny morning. I would sit on the roof outside the window, looking at the sea breeze. The place where the sea and the sky meet... That can make me forget a lot of unpleasant things."

"As for the sea, I don't hate it."

On the way, he suddenly heard the windbreaker wizard behind him also interrupt.

Although he was interrupted by the following words, Maca didn't take it seriously. Instead, he let go of some memories in his heart, and said with a little curiosity:

"In that case, when I was on the island before, why didn't I see you go to the beach?"

When the other party heard this, he seemed to be slightly silent, and after a few seconds he said:

"Perhaps because I have seen enough for a long time? And, I just don't hate it, I can't talk about how much I like it."

Maka naturally doesn't understand this kind of endless words, but this will not prevent him from being an ordinary listener.

After all, sometimes the so-called audience does not need to know too much, as long as he is responsible for listening is enough.

Not long after, when the two were talking aimlessly, Hermione practiced a few back and forth on the court and slid back and forth and stopped lightly above the stands.

"Take a break?"

Maca raised her head slightly, her eyes squinted to block the somewhat dazzling noon sun.

Hermione, who was straddling a flying broomstick, shook her head after hearing this.

"No...I just want to ask, when will the outside affairs come to an end?"

When she heard her asking, Maca couldn't help but smile slightly. Asking this kind of question that knows no answers is not the style that Miss Granger has always been-it is suspicion that there is no way to talk.

"Resolve it as quickly as possible!" He said, and suddenly turned to, "Hermione, do you need me to practice with you for a while? I think you must know that Quidditch is a team sport, even if Seekers also need to cooperate."

If it were placed in the past, Maca offered to be a sparring partner, which might be something Hermione could not ask for. Even if she didn't like Quidditch very much at the time, she would have lifted the broom and flew into the sky with Maca.

But today, Hermione unexpectedly shook her head again, the expression on her face even had a hint of determination.

"No, no more."

And then, Maca saw that she seemed to be hiding something, pulled up the broomstick, turned back and flew high up, and soon only a small figure was left behind.

"That's Miss Granger, isn't it?" The windbreaker wizard behind said, "I think she should have a lot of thoughts hidden in her heart."

Maca listened for a moment, then said to himself:

"In fact, everyone's heart is complicated, and there are things they can't tell others. Especially when their goals and hesitation are entangled together."

"Wandering can be eliminated, right? Maybe, if you go, she will say it."

"Well, maybe it's like this."

Maca unexpectedly affirmed the words of the person behind him.

"However," he said again, "Although this is probably just my'arrogance', I still have to say—Hermione Granger is a strong girl, and no one has the right to restrain her. , Even using caring as an excuse will not work."

At this point, he paused slightly.

"Of course, proper care is also necessary. After all, everyone will be tired. At first, it was she and another girl who told me this."

When I think of the "three-face meeting" in the Hogwarts library at that time, Maca has a headache.

And after hearing what Maca said, the windbreaker wizard sitting at the back couldn't help but pursed his lips secretly.

"'No one has the right to restrain her'...?"

After a long time of speechlessness, the other party looked at his silhouette and thought silently:

"...It is his respect for others that allows me to sit here safely without worrying about revealing my identity!"

Maca is definitely not a "good person" that people often say, because even to the despicable Helbo, he never felt that what the other party did was wrong;

But he is definitely not a villain, after all, even when dealing with a stubborn girl, he always holds a respectful heart.

"What an awkward guy."

……

When Maca and the windbreaker wizard left, it was still Hermione who came to send them.

However, at a certain moment when walking on the lawn of the vestibule to the entrance of the school, Maca suddenly turned his head, and at a glance saw the faint golden color far above the Astronomical Tower.

Under the shining of the sun, the scorching brilliance is reflected...

A few days later, Maca returned to school again, but this time he was no longer just two people.

On the same day, he, the old Victor, the old bishop, and a big guy wrapped in a huge canvas came to the hillside near the school gate. Of course, the windbreaker wizard still followed him quietly, doing nothing and saying nothing.

After Maca waved his staff and put down the tall object close to a house on the hillside grass, the Muggle hand sent by the old bishop's request from the Queen of England followed and arrived here by a transport helicopter. .

It seems that Maca really took a lot of pains to deal with the big rock that was about to fall.

This time, temporarily returning to Hogwarts Castle is a meaningful thing for Maca. The only regret is that he can't go back to the original office. At the moment, he can only live in the guest room in the Vice Fort with a few people in the same group.

As for the Muggles outside, although I felt a little sorry, I had to feel wronged for them to pierce the tent and drill the sleeping bag.

"At least it won't be too cold in the night these few days."

After dinner that day, Maca finally reunited with these "old classmates" of his, and everyone simply sat together at the long table in the auditorium.

At the moment, he is playing the wizarding chess game invented by him back then with Ron.

"Fire Dragon, from H3 to H7-Ron, don't just plan to gather the main force to attack the castle, the overall situation is more important than the local."

"Giant, D9 advance four squares!" Ron pointed to the chessboard, and then said, "Hey, Maca, I won't be fooled by you... You think the power among me is too strong, for fear that I will break through directly. Your defense, right?"

"Really?" Maca glanced at him secretly, "I will use facts to tell you today that the power of wizards can also be very great-wizards, G20 to H20!"

"What? Do you want to use a wizard to break my castle?" Ron said loudly, "How is this possible? Did you forget that it takes three rounds for a wizard to attack?"

Maca smiled triumphantly when he heard the words.

"You don't need to play this game anymore," he said, "You count yourself, within three rounds, how many non-combat chess pieces can you return to the gate of the castle?"

"Uh..."

While Ron kept counting his steps~IndoMTL.com~ the little wizards around him laughed sharply without knowing it.

"Okay, okay," Maca waved his hand, "This is your most promising game, but unfortunately, the three-game losing streak has been decided-all go back to do your homework!"

For any reason, he was a professor not long ago, and he didn't let the big guys get together and make a fuss for too long. After drove everyone in the auditorium back to the common room, he turned around again and went outside the auditorium gate.

Because Luna and Hermione were among the people who didn't come to the auditorium just now to gather a crowd.

Maca learned from Charlotte that Luna and Hermione generally practice Quidditch every day, one long and one short.

If Hermione is before class in the afternoon, Luna will be after school in the afternoon, and then the two will go to occupy the entire venue together after dinner and homework.

Not long after, Maca came out of the Quidditch stadium with stars in the sky, and then he saw two figures chasing each other high in the sky.

Under the night, it is not very clear. Only when the moon sticks out from behind the clouds, can you see the outline of the two in rapid flight more clearly.

"Don't you go up and fly for a while?"

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice not far from him. This time it was not the windbreaker wizard who had been running around with him these days, but Charlotte who would come quietly to admire Quidditch practice.

"Forget it!" Maca said without looking back, as if he had known her arrival a long time ago, "I think, they may not want me to disturb now!"

However, how long can such days last?

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