Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 992: On the first day of Maca’s absence, miss him

"Ya, get up!"

Early in the morning, Hagrid got up from the bed and kicked Houndstooth’s **** gently along the way.

"Today is the first day of the new semester. There will be my class in the second morning, so we have to make preparations in advance! Get up, you little lazy dog..."

After waking up the sleeping Zhengxiang Yaya, he lifted up a few large tin buckets from the side, and hurriedly left the hunting ground hut with Yaya still a little confused.

The weather today is not bad, and the temperature is not as cold as it was some time ago. When a gust of breeze blows by one's side, although it will still make people shrink a little, but it is more of that expectation of the coming warm spring.

The snow accumulated in the vestibule began to melt.

"Ya, where are you going? This way—"

As soon as he left the house, Hagrid noticed that the stupid dog turned his head and ran towards the garden. It seemed that he was really asleep. As a last resort, Hagrid could only kick his **** slightly again, and called Fang back, who was still sleepwalking.

However, after calling Yaya, he didn't immediately turn his head back again. Instead, he glanced away in the direction of the school gate.

From here, you can see that there are six uniformly dressed wizards and wizards standing over there. They were divided into two rows and stood on either side of the gate, silently scanning and alerting everything outside the gate.

According to Professor McGonagall, it was the current Patriarch of Fort Blois, France, who had been acquainted with Maca, and was specially sent by the family wizard to help guard Hogwarts.

And guarding wizards like them, there are still many inside and outside Hogwarts, and it is even said that even the village of Hogsmeade, not far from the school, has arranged for two of them.

Secretly sighed with emotion that Maca had a wide range of contacts, Hagrid turned around again, carrying the bucket and heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

The big barrels with things didn't sway much in his hands. It can be seen that their weight is definitely not light. But in Helbo's hands, it seemed that there was no weight at all.

After a short while, Hagrid turned around his house again, and soon he was able to see his destination—in fact, I don’t know since when the clearing was actually There is a small new house.

To be honest, it looks really small.

Looking at it roughly, it's the size of two Hagrids at best, and it might even make people worry about whether they can fit Hagrid's huge body.

But Hagrid did not hesitate. He stepped on the slippery snow, and in a blink of an eye he walked to the door of the hut, and then placed a few large buckets at his feet.

"Click."

As he twisted the doorknob and pulled the door open, the scene inside immediately appeared before his eyes.

Obviously, this door is actually the one specially made by Maca to protect the Christmas event of the Magical Creatures class. And during this Christmas holiday, Hagrid built a small house specifically for the door that had been cast with a non-marking stretching spell.

According to Hagrid’s idea, this place will become a classroom for the protection of magical creatures in the future, allowing the little wizards to have a more unique class experience.

As for the many magical creatures who were "invited" during the event, except for the fire dragon and other dangerous individuals who could not obtain a breeding permit, Hagrid managed to keep the others.

About an hour and a half later, Hagrid, who had fed the animals breakfast, finally walked out from inside, and by this moment, the sky outside was already bright.

"The little cuties are full now, then it's time for me to go to the auditorium to fill up my stomach."

Mumbling like this, Hagrid sent the same full meal back to the cabin, and by the way, stacked the cleaned iron bucket and put it away. This was the end of the first work of the day.

Not to mention, although this will take a lot of time, Hagrid still thinks this kind of day is pretty good.

"Let’s take advantage of breakfast time and discuss with Maca about this spring's class schedule in a while!"

Even if Hagrid is no longer the new professor a few years ago, the content of his own preparations has been affirmed by some students, but the discussion with Maca has long become his habit.

At the beginning of this semester, there will naturally be no exceptions.

After a while, Hagrid, who walked leisurely through the vestibule, quickly heard the buzzing in the auditorium--it seemed that there were already a lot of people having breakfast in it.

"Good morning, Professor Hagrid!"

"Oh, good morning... Did you sleep well last night?"

While greeting a few students at the door, he also followed into the huge auditorium.

Well, hasn't Maca come here yet? Was it delayed by some research again?

At first glance, Hagrid looked at the faculty seat at the deepest point, and then he discovered that the professors’ seats that were often late were still vacant, and that included the fact that meals were always unavailable. Great punctual maca.

It's okay. Now that guy probably cares about the importance of being a teacher, so he won't be absent from time to time as before. He will come over sooner or later.

Maybe everyone has the same idea as Hagrid, so most of them don't care where Maca is.

Good morning with the little wizards all the way, Hagrid went to his seat, pulled out the back chair carefully and sat down.

No way, his chubby waist has been rubbed against the long table several times. Almost every time everyone’s cups are shaken over, it is inevitable that he will pay more attention to this. Up.

"Morning! Professor Flitwick...Today seems to be warmer than yesterday. In the morning, I just wore pants and a vest and went to the backyard for a walk. It didn't feel cold at all!"

"That makes you more resistant to freezing."

Flitwick replied habitually, but Hagrid found that he still seemed a little...absent?

"What's the matter?" Hagrid picked up the tableware in front of him, and then asked, "You don't seem to be very happy. Did you sleep with your neck crooked at night?"

This time Flitwick didn't immediately complain about it as usual, but shook his head.

"You will know in a while."

So Hagrid had to bow his head confusedly and ate his breakfast, waiting for the arrival of Maca by the way.

However, after more than ten minutes passed, most of the people in the auditorium had arrived, and the little wizards had already sat full of the four long academies tables, but Maca still did not appear.

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall, who could hardly speak in the morning, stood up suddenly, walked around the dining table to the preaching stage not far away.

"Dear students, and professors...If you disturb your meal, please allow me to apologize first. However, please pay attention to everyone--"

Although most of the people have almost finished eating, she still apologized first. Then, she continued:

"In this morning, I have to announce one thing to everyone--Mr. Maca McLean, as the professor of ancient magic courses specially dispatched to our Hogwarts, will temporarily leave from today."

"What!"

"How could this be?"

"Hello, isn't this true?"

"Professor McLean...Wait, what is ‘special dispatch’?"

Just as McGonagall finished this sentence, before he even touched the floor, there was a chaotic whisper in the auditorium. Not only that, but among those roaring you and me, there are many exclamations that are already uncontrollable.

Not only the little wizards, in fact, even professors like Hagrid who don't even know, at this moment can't help but want to ask McGonagall's true or false impulse.

"Be quiet, please be quiet first!"

As a well-qualified current principal, Professor McGonagall’s majesty is still quite effective. When she raised her voice and shouted, the messy voice finally subsided.

Then everyone looked at her again, wanting to hear her give a specific reason.

"I know everyone may find it difficult to accept this-McLean is a very good professor. Under his influence, it can be said that all of us have grown and improved, including myself."

"But, I believe everyone will certainly understand that our Professor McLean is not only an excellent teacher, he is also a wizard who cares about the safety of the magic world!"

That's it~IndoMTL.com~ McGonagall, she paused for a while before continuing:

"Actually, this temporary resignation was requested by him. In order to prevent the ancient dark wizard from causing harm to the magic world, he decided to leave Hogwarts temporarily to cooperate with the British Ministry of Magic and the international wizards. The federation acts together..."

After that, Professor McGonagall said a lot of rare things, and those words were what she had always wanted to say in her heart.

Maca has paid a lot for Hogwarts, and even before leaving, he brought Hogwarts a free assistance from the top French wizard family.

And these, she finally took this opportunity to speak out and told the children below.

"...In addition, the ancient magic text class is closed for one day today. From tomorrow, Professor Bathsida Babling will come back to teach the course, and the textbook will continue to use "The Mystery of Ancient Magic Text"."

After all, Professor McGonagall did not return to the faculty seat, but left directly from the side entrance of the auditorium.

Under the long table at Gryffindor College, Hermione and the others are all looking at each other, their eyes a little complicated.

They thought they should be more excited now, after all, that was the big news of Maca's departure! But I never thought that the few of them who had the best relationship with Maca at the moment were just silently exchanging eyes.

To be honest, the big guys have already had a hunch.

Because the birth of Haierbo is really nothing trivial, especially the events they experienced during the previous Christmas holidays, it really made everyone who participated deeply aware of the horror of the ancient black wizard.

"...Maca."

Harry raised his palm abruptly and shook it in front of his own eyes.