Chapter 1024 Respect

? Hermione couldn't talk to the mysterious trench coat wizard for too long in the end.

Maybe it's because the other party doesn't want to say more, or because the two of them don't have a common language to make the dialogue possible. Until the end of lunch time, Hermione couldn't find some useful words from the broken and simple response of the wizard in the trench coat.

Except for the first sentence, the wavering that the other party showed when he mentioned Maca.

Half an hour after lunch, Maca sat on the high stands of the Quidditch stadium, watching Hermione doing flying practice in the field, while enjoying the moment of tranquility brought by the warm spring equinox.

Of course, the windbreaker wizard who was used to following him also took a seat behind him at this moment.

"call--"

Looking at the figure of Hermione passing by the stands at high speed, which seemed to be showing off, Maca couldn't help but smile. The more it is at this time, the more he hopes that days like this can last forever.

It's a pity that some people may not agree with his idea.

"...Do you like this season?"

Suddenly, Maca asked a casual question, and what he asked was naturally the "new friend" sitting in the back who was staring at the back of his head.

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

"I do not know."

"Really?" Maca nodded, "At least I like it...I like early spring from the past, especially the sunny morning. I would sit on the roof outside the window and watch the sea and the Where the skies meet... that makes me forget a lot of unpleasant things."

"I don't hate Hai's words."

When he was talking on the way, he suddenly heard the windbreaker wizard behind him also interrupted.

Although he was interrupted, Maca didn't take it seriously, and heard him let go of some memories in his heart, and said with a little curiosity:

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

Hearing the words, the other party seemed to be silent for a while, and then said after a few seconds:

"Maybe it's because I've seen enough? Besides, I just don't hate it, not to mention how much I like it."

Maca naturally couldn't understand this kind of nonsense, but it didn't prevent him from being an ordinary listener.

After all, sometimes the so-called listener does not need to know too much, it is enough for him to be responsible for listening.

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

"take a break?"

Maca raised his head slightly, his eyes narrowed a bit to block the somewhat dazzling noon sun.

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

"No... I just want to ask, when will the outside affairs be completely over?"

Upon hearing her question, Maca couldn't help but smile slightly. Asking such questions, which she knew she had no answers to, was not Miss Granger's usual style—it was unavoidable that she was looking for something to say.

"Fix it as quickly as you can!" he said, then suddenly turned around again. "Hermione, do you want me to practice with you for a while? I think you must know that Quidditch is a team sport. Even if the Seeker It also requires cooperation."

In the past, Maca offered to be a training partner, which might be something Hermione could only wish for. Even if she didn't like Quidditch very much at the time, she must have picked up the broom and flew into the sky with Maca.

But today, Hermione unexpectedly shook her head again, with a resolute expression on her face.

"No, no need."

And then, Maka saw that she seemed to be covering up something, pulled up the broom handle and turned around to fly high in the sky, and soon only a small back was left.

"That's Miss Granger, isn't it?" said the wizard in the windbreaker behind him.

"I think she should have a lot of things hidden in her heart."

Maca was taken aback for a moment, and then said to himself:

"In fact, everyone's heart is complicated, and there will be hidden things that they can't tell others. Especially, when the goals in their hearts are entangled with hesitation."

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

"Well, maybe so."

Maca unexpectedly affirmed the words of the person behind him.

"However," he continued, "although I'm afraid it's just my 'arrogance', I still have to say——Hermione Granger is a strong girl, and no one has the right to restrain her, not even It’s not okay to use caring as an excuse.”

As for this, he paused slightly.

"Of course, proper care is also necessary, after all, everyone will be tired at times - it was she and another girl who told me this at the beginning."

Thinking of the "three-way interview" in the Hogwarts library at that time, Maca had a headache.

And after hearing Maca's words, the windbreaker wizard sitting behind couldn't help but secretly pursed his lips.

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

After a long silence, the other party looked at his silhouette and thought silently:

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

Maca is definitely not a "good person" as people often say, because even for that despicable Hai Erbo, he never feels that the other party's actions are wrong;

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

"What an awkward fellow."

...

When Maca and the trench coat wizard left, Hermione still came to see them off.

However, at a certain moment when he was walking towards the school gate on the front lawn, Maca turned his head suddenly, and saw the faint golden color far above the Astronomy Tower at a glance.

Under the shining of the sun, it reflected a scorching brilliance...

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

On that day, he, old Victor, 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 Maka waved his staff and put down the object as tall as a house on the hillside grass, the old bishop asked the Muggles sent by the Queen of England to arrive here by transport helicopter.

It seems that in order to deal with the big rock that is about to fall to the ground, Maca really took a lot of painstaking efforts.

This time, temporarily returning to Hogwarts Castle was a meaningful thing for Maca. The only regret is that he can't go back to his original office, and now he can only live in the guest room in the vice castle with a few people in his company.

As for the Muggles outside, although I felt a little sorry, I had no choice but to wrong them to pitch tents and sleep bags.

"At least the nights won't be too cold these days."

After dinner that day, Maca was finally able to reunite with his "old classmates", and they simply sat together at the long table in the auditorium.

Right now, he is playing the wizard war chess invented by him back then with Ron.

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

"Giant, advance four squares on D9!" Ron pointed at the chessboard, and then said, "Hey, Maca, I won't fall for your tricks... You see that the power among me is too strong, and I'm afraid I'll break through your defense directly Bar?"

"Really?" Maca followed and cast a sneaky glance at him, "I'll tell you with facts today, wizards can also be very powerful—wizards, G20 to H20!"

"What? Do you want to use a wizard to break into my castle?" Ron shouted immediately, "How is this possible? Have you forgotten that it takes three rounds for a wizard to attack?"

When Maca heard this, he immediately smiled smugly.

"There is no need to continue this game," he said, "You can figure it out yourself, within three rounds, how many non-combat pieces can you return to the gate of the castle?"

"Uh……"

While Ron kept counting his steps, the little wizards around him laughed loudly without realizing it.

"Okay, okay," Maca said with a wave of his hand, "This is your most promising game, but it's a pity that the three-game losing streak has already been decided - go back and do your homework!"

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

Because there were Luna and Hermione among the people who didn't come to the auditorium to gather and have fun.

Maca learned from Charlotte that Luna and Hermione usually practice Quidditch in two periods of time each day, one long and one short.

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

Not long after, Maca came outside the Quidditch pitch covered in stars, and then he saw two figures chasing each other high in the sky.

Under the night, it is actually not very clear. Only when the moon pokes its head out from behind the clouds can the outlines of the two in rapid flight be seen more clearly.

"Aren't you going to fly up for a while?"

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice not far from him. This time it wasn't the wizard in the windbreaker who had been running around with him recently, but Charlotte who would come over quietly to enjoy Quidditch practice from time to time.

"Let's forget it!" Maka seemed to have known about her arrival, without looking back, "I think they don't necessarily want me to disturb them now!"

However, how long can such days last?

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