Chapter 1058: 1/0 of Ron

"Maka, what did Lupine tell you just now?"

Seeing Ron's posture of asking questions immediately after sitting down, can Maca know what he is thinking? But even if the other party has this heart, Maca can't tell him directly about some things.

"What, want to help?"

Seeing that Maca only showed a noncommittal smile, Ron shook his head depressingly.

"Actually, I also understand that with my little ability, how can I help you!" He held a cup of butter beer and said helplessly, "But... Maca, I won't mention those cover-up words in front of you. Yes, I just want to do something - just like Neville and Harry!"

"So you came here now, and you actually want to ask me, is there any way to catch up with Harry?"

Maca nodded, and simply said what Ron meant. And Ron's attitude this time was really no longer ambiguous. Hearing what Maca said, he immediately admitted what the other party said.

"Maka, you know!" Ron said sincerely, "I've been working hard, but—"

"Well, you don't need to say it, I know it all." Maca smiled at him again, and then said seriously, "Not only me, but everyone has seen your hard work... If you want me to say, in fact, you are already very It's powerful, but you haven't noticed it yet!"

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but sighed after only a short pause.

"Maka, don't comfort me... I don't know how powerful I am! Forget it, I also know that this kind of talent is useless even if you are in a hurry, and magic power is not a matter of opportunism. can get..."

The more Maca listened, the more amusing he became, and finally interrupted him suddenly:

"Oh, I want to make one thing clear to you - I wasn't trying to comfort you just now! After all, sometimes, the person who can't see clearly is himself, especially the type like you..."

On the way to the conversation, Maca picked up the cup and drank a big mouthful of butter beer, and then continued:

"After all, do you understand what magic is?"

"what?"

Hearing Maca suddenly asked a strange question, Ron immediately became bewildered.

"'What is magic'..." He muttered for a while, and then he said with some uncertainty, "It is to chant the 'syllables with magic power' according to a specific rhythm, and use the trajectory of the wand to guide, and finally let everything A . . . pattern of natural and unnatural forces occurring?"

"The answer is very standard, as if it was memorized from a book." Maca smiled and nodded at first, but quickly shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, what I asked was the concept of magic itself, not the concept of magic itself." The way to make magic happen."

After re-explaining the question just now, he continued:

"Of course, it's good if you memorize the word 'law' first, at least I won't have to explain it further. But the so-called 'magic' includes every magic you know. Mantras—they are actually phenomena formed after our hearts resonate with a certain 'rule'."

"Can you understand?" Maca pointed to his chest and said, "Remember, all magic is not a tool, but an expression of our inner will. And the strength of our heart is actually what makes magic powerful." The most direct and effective guarantee!"

Speaking of which,

He suddenly said bluntly:

"That is to say, as long as your will is strong enough, even for a moment, it will bring you power beyond your own imagination."

"Inner...strength?" Ron listened, and couldn't help frowning, "Maka, you tell me about your heart...you clearly know that I am not a person with a strong heart."

"Is that really the case?" Maca spread her hands noncommittally, "Then let me ask you, if Ginny is taken away by some dark wizard like she was back then... what will happen to you?"

"Of course I went to save her without hesitation!" Ron slapped his thigh and said, "Whoever dares to do anything to Ginny, I will fight him even if I risk my life!"

"very good."

Just when Ron thought that Maca wanted to say "this is the inner strength", he heard Maca say again:

"So, what if you finally find out that the 'dark wizard' who captured Ginny is actually your best brother——Harry? Can you still go after him?"

Ron was taken aback when he heard that.

"I..." He hesitated, shaking his head with difficulty, "I don't know."

"Look! This is the proof that you can't see yourself clearly," Maca pointed to his nose, "Listen, I can assure you, even if Harry was standing in front of you at that time, you would definitely make a move Remember? You almost beat me up for Hermione!"

"Oh! Maca, don't mention that..."

Seeing Ron's ashamed expression, Maca couldn't help laughing.

"Haha! Alright, I won't talk about this for now, just remember to think about it later! It's just..."

Having said that, he suddenly stood up and walked to the open space next to the table. Immediately afterwards, Ron saw him waving at him.

"There is one other thing I want to tell you about strength," he said. "Come on! Take out your wand and cast a disarming spell on me—if you can take the half cup of butter from my hand Beer, then I will tell you a way to quickly become stronger!"

"What?" Ron was stunned, and then he said in surprise, "Isn't it? No, no, no... use the Disarming Curse to grab something from your hand? How can this be possible!"

"Well, maybe not! Don't say 100%, at least 99% is impossible." Maca said with a smile.

"Are you trying to tell me that if you don't try, it's 100% impossible?" Ron pursed his lips and scratched his head with a subtle expression.

However, Maca said with a strange face:

"It's good for you to think that way, because it's indeed a very positive thought. It's just... I actually want to ask you, why don't you take a chance on the 'one percent' possibility? I Won't fight back?"

Before he finished speaking, Ron suddenly pulled out his wand from his sleeve and flicked it towards him. Immediately, a red arc of light passed between the two, heading straight for him.

It's a pity that Ron saw Maca reach out to the side, and the red light was drawn aside by the trajectory drawn by his palm, and fell to the ground and exploded into a cloud of dust.

"Hey!" Maca teased, "You want to sneak attack me? You're so close!"

"I just said no!"

Ron collapsed on the armchair in annoyance, his face full of embarrassment. But if you take a closer look, you can find that the corners of his mouth have already curled into a relaxed arc.

Yes! Didn't Maca say it before? Strength doesn't necessarily have to be reflected in magic, does it?

...

"You fought Maca just now? What's going on?"

Since Ron returned to the other side of the dance floor, he was immediately surrounded by Hermione and others. Obviously, more than one or two people were curious about the disarming spell just now.

"Look! The guests are all looking at you... Tell me, what happened?"

"It's really nothing!" Ron said innocently, "I just talked to Maca, and let him guide me by the way. The disarming spell just now was also a way for him to test me."

"What did he teach you?" Neville asked hastily, "Did he teach you any new spell-casting skills? Come and listen, I want to learn it too!"

"That's not true," Ron said after pushing Neville who got too close, "he just told me some truths, for example..."

After that, Ron probably knew that he couldn't make it if he wanted to, so he confessed everything just now.

Knowing that Maca was indeed just explaining to Ron, Hermione and the others naturally knew about Ron's entanglement by the way. So, they also comforted him a few words.

But to be honest, such comforting words would actually make Ron even less confident. If it was placed before, he might smile on the surface and say that he understood, but in his heart he would only become more and more disappointed.

Fortunately, after Maca's words just now, Ron has already found a target. Even if the goal is not very clear, he finally knows what he should be busy with next.

And before they knew it, the lively wedding of Fred, George and the Olsen sisters gradually progressed to the night stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's dinner is ready! Please come to the tent and enjoy our well-prepared wine and food!"

The sun has already sunk into the western mountains, and the stars all over the sky and the rising silver moon add a bit of coolness to the earth.

And above that high altitude, two special star points that threw "little tails" in different directions, but brought an extra mystery to the night.

Under the night, Mr. Weasley stood at the door of the tent lit by fireflies, greeted all the guests with a smile on his face, and invited those who could stay until the evening to have a sumptuous dinner.

And at this moment, Maca, who was always sitting on the outer edge, suddenly nodded slightly at Lupine, Sirius and the others, then put down the already empty wine glass, got up and walked towards Mr. Weasley.

"Sorry, Lupin and I still have some things to do, so let's owe this dinner first!" He said with a smile, "When I come back to be a guest, remember to prepare some more lady's meat pies for me! "

"Oh, are you leaving now?" Mr. Weasley paused after hearing the sound, but nodded after a short while, "Then, I won't ask what it is... Anyway, be careful! If necessary, we will A whole family can be a potential member of the Order of the Phoenix!"

"Thank you!" Maca thanked solemnly, "Of course, let's enjoy the wedding of our two sons today! Remember to drink more!"

After Lupine and the others talked to Mr. Weasley one after another, they quickly went around the tent, walked into the shadows behind and disappeared.

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