Chapter 237 "Peak July, Audiovisual Feast"

If there was anyone who could make Hermione, who still had a resentment in her heart, completely clear up her unhappiness, it would undoubtedly be Maca.

This time, neither the editor of the "Daily Prophet" nor the gossip writer Rita Skeeter completely put aside the previous remarks against Hogwarts and Dumbledore.

Today's front page headline is an extremely exaggerated full-page advertisement!

"The 1995 personal audio-visual show of the mysterious actor in the British magic world!"

"Peak in July, the king of heaven reappears!"

"The first audio-visual feast in the history of magic, an unprecedented carnival dedicated to you!"

"Use my spell (charm)①to lock your heart!"

Behind the jittering and jumping advertising words, there is a magical photo that occupies the entire first page. But what is amazing is that in this huge photo that took a lot of time and even cost a lot of money, there is only a mysterious figure wearing a hooded cloak.

The black cloak fluttered and danced in the wind, combined with the surrounding ruins that looked like a battlefield, it looked really cool!

And at the bottom of this page, there is a line of words that is not very conspicuous, but it is not so easy to miss:

"This concert is provided by Mr. Maca McLean with exclusive technical and financial support. Lock your heart and lock your second grand publicity on June 23!"

"What's the matter?" Harry and Ron asked, staring at Hermione who was squirting pumpkin juice.

"...you see for yourself."

Hermione pulled out her wand to clean up the pumpkin juice from the newspaper, and handed it to Harry who was sitting opposite her.

Harry reached out to take it, and was immediately surprised by the extremely rare large-page advertisement, but after looking at it a few more times, he found that there didn't seem to be anything that would make Hermione spit pumpkin juice.

Ron was next to Harry, also scanning the paper with a puzzled expression.

"Below, look at the bottom!" Hermione was wiping her mouth. Seeing Harry and Ron's puzzled faces, she waved her hands immediately.

"Uh...ma cough cough cough..."

Ron had apparently choked on his own spit.

At Hogwarts, many students have the habit of subscribing to and reading newspapers—after all, in the wizarding world, there are too few entertainment activities, so newspapers and periodicals have become one of the preferred ways for everyone to entertain and relax .

It didn't take long for some careful students to spread the news, and there was a lot of buzzing in the auditorium for a while, and everyone started talking to each other.

"What is Maca doing?" Harry asked blankly.

"Who knows?" Hermione pursed her lips, "I guess he's planning something messy again!"

"I dare say, no matter what Maca is planning, this concert will definitely be exciting!" Ron eagerly said, "In July, we are already on vacation... I think we can go to see it together!"

"I don't think that's a good idea..." Hermione murmured.

But in fact, there are many students who have the same ideas as Ron. This is a rare large-scale entertainment event, and it sounds quite fresh!

What is "Actor"? It sounds like a person, but who is that "mysterious actor" with a handsome back?

To publish a full-page advertisement on the first page of the hugely influential "Daily Prophet", the amount of Galleons consumed was not a small amount.

What's more, Maca's personal assets are actually a bit stretched, and he must not be able to spend that much money.

But he can't get it out by himself, but some people have too many to spend!

For Maca, this is a typical empty glove white wolf financing method.

For this amount of money, the Werther family didn't even bat an eye—for them, as long as the "Sorcerer's Stone" was available, wouldn't it be a game to throw out some gold coins?

Compared with the previous plan that was abandoned, his plan this time is much more cautious and takes into account a much larger scope.

"What is this kid doing again?"

At the teacher's table, Mad-Eye Moody saw Dumbledore's smiling face, so he leaned over to take a look. As expected of an experienced old Auror, he quickly noticed the name of Maca at the bottom.

"No matter what he wants to do, at least this must be an activity that stabilizes people's hearts." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Unfortunately, I guess I can't go to the scene to have a look..."

As Dumbledore said, with the frequent sporadic cases at the moment, the hearts of the British wizarding community are already somewhat uneasy. At this time, as long as the event can be successfully held, it will definitely make most wizards relax and gradually tense up.

According to Dumbledore's guess, Maca probably wants to take advantage of this opportunity to win people's hearts, so if he goes, it will definitely affect the success of his successor.

However, how could Maca leave such a powerful labor force aside and idle?

This publicity has been widely spread in Hogwarts and even in the magic world of the whole UK, and everyone is talking about this rare and mysterious activity.

But the instigator of this activity is shutting himself up in the Room of Response and working hard at this moment.

This plan is equivalent to setting a time limit for himself, and he must continue to study the rule runes in depth during this time-he already has a preliminary concept of the so-called "power of rules" up.

Rule runes can be roughly divided into three levels, and what Maca is currently able to try to understand is the largest number of first-level rule runes.

The first-level rule runes are the rules of matter, which contain the laws of the movement of various materials and the rules of the basic structure of materials. Maca's most proficient "cooling rune" is one of them.

But even if he can study and understand slowly, the time consumed for each preliminary understanding of the first-level rule runes will be calculated in years, which is obviously not something that can be used in a short while.

Therefore, what Maca needs to do now is to selectively master one or two of them, and infinitely approach the state of complete mastery.

At that time, the power displayed by the rule runes can be called "the power of the first level of rules".

In this way, Maca was in a state of devoting himself to research, and returned to the routine of work and rest when he was studying at Hogwarts every day.

Of course, it was impossible to attend class, and that part of the time was also included in the research period by him, leaving only a small part to maintain an understanding of the outside world.

During this time, Luna was the only one who could see him every day and even accompany him.

However, please don't think that only Maca will work so hard for research.

...

"Miss Blois, they just had a full stomach and are sleeping... Please don't poke them with a branch... Oh! That doesn't seem to be the head, the head is on the other side—"

At the back of Hagrid's hunting lodge, there were several wooden shelves, each with a large flat-bottomed basket.

Those shallow flat-bottomed baskets were lined with a layer of soft and fresh lettuce leaves, and round and fat worms were lying lazily inside, as if they were sleeping soundly.

Willie was squatting beside those wooden shelves, gently poking the worms' heads with a turquoise branch. It was inevitable that there would be mistakes, wouldn't it?

"Saliva, thickener." Willie said succinctly.

And the tall Hagrid was squatting beside her with a sad face, telling her that she should come back later. But he found that he and this little girl seemed to be unable to communicate at all.

A fat worm in the basket seemed to be a little uncomfortable being stabbed by Willie, twisted its body and changed its position again, and then continued to fall into a deep sleep.

In fact, Willie had been dealing with Hagrid for some time, ever since she wanted Hagrid to help her raise such a colony of Flobber caterpillars.

But how did Hagrid know that Willie seemed to be very concerned about these precious bugs.

From that day on, she would come here to squat every day, stabbing one by one with a branch from time to time, no matter what Hagrid said, it didn't work.

And what made Hagrid even more frightened was that although the little girl looked cute, she didn't have any expression at all.

Just the sight of her holding a branch with no expression on her face and stabbing Flobber caterpillars made one feel uncomfortable.

Just like today, Willie stabbed them one by one very persistently, then stood up, turned around calmly and left, leaving only Hagrid who couldn't "get used to it" at all, squatting there with a dazed look watching her leave.

"...Could it be, is this fun?"

Hagrid picked up the branch hesitantly, and couldn't resist reaching into the basket and poking it too.

"Oh, sorry……"

His hand quickly retracted, because he realized that he seemed to have stabbed the wrong side too.

"Damn it, it's so hard to tell the difference between these little guys' heads and buttocks!" Hagrid said angrily.

On the other side, after class, Willie ran to the observatory and started a new round of Potions practice. No one knows what she is busy with, but at least, she seems to be living a fulfilling life every day.

"……that's it?"

Willie tapped the cauldron with her wand, looked at the orange-yellow medicinal liquid inside, and said to herself hesitantly.

But after a while, she still shook her head and cleaned up all the liquid medicine in the pot.

"The effect is not enough."

She pursed her lips, lowered her head again, and wrote down a few lines of ratio data and effect appraisal in her notebook.

If anyone could take a closer look, they would find that the thick notebook she had laid out on the floor was already more than half full.

And the most of them are "red crosses" one after another.

Willie is indeed not very good at potions knowledge, but that doesn't seem to affect her dedication to the research in hand. Even though she failed again and again, she never thought about giving up.

In silence, she put down the quill in her hand, and started a new matching attempt.