Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 619: Drunk and awake monologue
"Tuk Tuk Tuk."&1t;/
On this quiet spring night, Sanji knocked on the door softly as if for fear of shocking someone. Maca knew that most of the people outside the door were not the fat guys from Hohenheim, after all, that guy would not treat a door as gentle as the one outside—he seemed to have guessed wrong just now. &1t;/
"Please come in."&1t;/
Just as he stood up and waved his hand, the office door opened silently. &1t;/
The weather has indeed been getting better in recent days, but Hogwarts’ location is also at a higher altitude, and it’s still quite cold at night here. So today, he is still lighting the fireplace, and when the fire is swaying, he can't see it very clearly outside the door. &1t;/
He looked over here, basically only a shadowy silhouette could be seen, and it seemed that the other party was still hesitating in the corridor outside. &1t;/
"What's wrong, don't you come in?"&1t;/
It is difficult to tell who is coming from the fluctuations of magic power alone. Although everyone's fluctuations are different, it is still somewhat reluctant to remember their characteristics. Of course, like a dumb gun like Filch, the active level of magic is quite low, so it is easier to distinguish. &1t;/
After Maca asked, there was about ten seconds of silence before the other party finally seemed to have made a decision, and slowly stepped into the office. When the light of the fire covered it with a soft orange-red, Maca finally saw who it was. &1t;/
"Senior Sister?" He asked in a puzzled manner, "Why are you here? Is there anything wrong?"&1t;/
The visitor is Charlotte, a rare visitor that Macawan never expected. &1t;/
Don't look at this big beauty getting along with him very easily, even in the weekdays there is a little careless, but in some basic principles is quite conservative. It's a bit strange to rush to a boy's residence so late today. &1t;/
What's more worth mentioning is that she is still wearing a plain cotton pajamas, with a thick and long head tied loosely on her shoulders, making her look lazy. . &1t;/
In front of the neck with a buttonless button, half of the slender neck was covered by the head, but it made the other half look more delicate and fair. &1t;/
Maca looked at her inexplicably and blinked her eyes. Suddenly, her eyes were vaguely blurred, her cheeks were slightly blushing, and she didn't know that it was the fire in the fireplace. &1t;/
"Um... Maca, you are still so crowded here, I think you should apply to Professor McGonagall for a larger office." Charlotte carried her hands on her back, step by step between the stacks of books. As he walked through the ground, the words in his mouth were a little vague, "...and, why do you call me'Senior Sister"? Let's not say anything about it. The expiration date of this title has already passed, right?"&1t; /
"Oh, okay!" Maca still looked at her a little bit incomprehensibly, for a moment she was really not sure what she was thinking about, "So...Charlotte, what's wrong with you? ”&1t;/
"Me?"&1t;/
Charlotte, who had just walked around the desk, closed her eyes slightly, and dangled her feet unconsciously. When she opened her eyes again and looked towards Maca, the pair of eyes had already faintly appeared. A hazy look. &1t;/
"I came to you?" She said quietly, "Do you know? I was a bit unable to sleep today... I was lying in bed just now and I was thinking about one thing all the time."&1t;/
Speaking of which, she and Maca's sights were missed, and she cast towards the window behind Maca. Through the window, one can clearly see a crescent moon high in the sky, but it is not as round as the previous few days. &1t;/
Charlotte stared at the moon in a daze, while murmured and continued: "I should thank you very much... If you hadn't taken me away from that dark house, I'm afraid I would have been regarded by the family long ago. A bargaining chip, sent to another family to marry a man I have never seen a few times in total. I should thank you..."&1t;/
"You don't need to care that much," Maca persuaded, "I just looked up by accident and saw you in that carriage... Even if I decided to help you escape, how much For some other purposes."&1t;/
What he said is really not evasive or modest. Although the decision to help Charlotte basically has some friendship between friends in it, but in terms of purpose, intelligence detection is on the other side. . &1t;/
But after Charlotte heard it, she just shook her head slightly. &1t;/
"No matter what it is, you saved me from that abyss, but this is a fact." She said sternly, "But the more grateful I am in my heart, the more difficult it is for me to express my feelings for you. Thanks...well, I don’t know how to describe it...it’s like, what I want to say to you is not just a “thank you”, but something else...what’s more important..."&1t;/
She was talking, but her voice became softer, and her eyes became more blurred with the moonlight. At the end, she was in a daze, and suddenly she staggered around the desk and walked towards Maca. &1t;/
"Sister?"&1t;/
Maca subconsciously called her again. Seeing that the soles of her feet seemed to be soft, she quickly reached out to support her shoulders, so as not to accidentally trip over the books at her feet. &1t;/
Just when there was only less than two feet between the two, Maca's nose trembled slightly. He often relied on his sense of smell to judge the situation of potion refining, and he immediately smelled a slightly familiar smell-it was the fragrance of a rum with some chocolate flavor. &1t;/
"You drank—" He was only halfway talking, and finally he suddenly said as if he had remembered some key point, "Ah! Is that Easter egg?"&1t;/
In the principal's office at the time, when he saw McGonagall, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't prepared an Easter gift for the other party, so he took out the egg that he took away from the three broomsticks. Because he remembered very clearly that Professor McGonagall's drink volume was actually quite good, and the other party had drunk several drinks at several banquets but was only slightly drunk. &1t;/
However, he did not expect that the egg fell into Charlotte's hands unexpectedly. &1t;/
"Oh... I said senpai," Maca couldn't help laughing or crying, "Come on, be careful and stand firm... You are the signature waiter of the Pig's Head now! How can you drink a few sips to become such a virtue? ?"&1t;/
As he talked and laughed, he opened the window next to him casually, and suddenly the cool air outside filled the room with the night breeze. Countless flowers have bloomed in the vestibule garden in spring, and the fragrance is still constant at night, mixed in the cool air and diffused in this office. &1t;/
Charlotte, who was supported by Maca with both hands, sniffed lightly, a light sweet scent lingered and circulated between her mouth and nose, with a bit unique to the night air. Changhuai. &1t;/
Are you drunk? Still not drunk at all? She doesn’t know how to tell...&1t;/
"Maca, senpai has a question for you..."&1t;/
Charlotte raised her head slightly, and she was a little surprised to find out that the little boy who had just entered school had already grown taller than herself before she knew it. &1t;/
At this moment, the eyes of the two finally overlapped silently, one clear and bright, the other as deep as a thick mist. &1t;/
"...Do you think Senpai is pretty?"—In fact, she wanted to ask this question with the little drunkenness left. &1t;/
Since she finished tasting the wine in the chocolate eggshell in her room tonight, this lingering question has been circling between her lips and teeth. She walked out of the room step by step and swayed to Maca's side. Isn't it just what she wanted to say? &1t;/
But when she opened her slightly dull mouth and almost blurted out the words in her mouth, she caught a glimpse of a picture frame from the corner of her eye sooner or later. Behind the glass of the picture frame, a golden girl is facing her back, looking up at the moon in the distance. &1t;/
The moonlight dangled quietly in her long room, and there was a hazy light golden halo in the silence. &1t;/
This was the first night that Maca stayed at Lovegood's house. He saw Luna standing under the stars on the hillside outside the house after dinner. &1t;/
Even though the girl in the magical photo always stared at the sky and never looked back, Charlotte could tell who it was at a glance. Immediately, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her lips were gradually pursed again. &1t;/
At this moment, she snapped Maca's shoulder abruptly. &1t;/
"Pop!"&1t;/
A loud applause echoed in the silent room at night, and the originally slightly sweet air seemed to be swept away. &1t;/
"Ha, be fooled!" Charlotte straightened Maca's body, giggling and said, "Little guy, sister, my charm is still good? Look at you, how dare you keep staring at your sister? Look, be careful that the eyeballs can't be pulled out!"&1t;/
While laughing, she patted Maca on the shoulder twice, then took a light step back, and stood aside again with her hands on her back. &1t;/
"Don’t think it’s great to be a professor! Sister, I’m studying every day now~IndoMTL.com~Maybe when we will be colleagues!"&1t;/
After a short pause, Charlotte dropped the last sentence and gave Maca no chance to speak again. As soon as he turned around, he walked briskly around the piles of books. Just in a blink of an eye, with a soft click from the front, the door of the office closed. &1t;/
Maca stood by the window, feeling the numb sensation on his back like an illusion, burning his nerves fiercely. After standing there for a long time, he closed the window with his own hands, and then quietly stared at the moon in the sky in a daze. &1t;/
"...Happy Easter, senior sister."&1t;/
In the dim corridor outside the office, Charlotte leaned against the wall next to the door in her pajamas and sighed silently. &1t;/
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