Chapter 2493 Snape Leaves

This was probably the first time Hermione used the word "other" to refer to Maca.

And from the moment she said it, it may mean that she will no longer give all her trust to the boy in front of her who is not only a classmate, but also a close friend, and even a teacher.

Yes, in Hermione Granger's heart, the imprint belonging to Maca McKellen probably will never be completely erased. But at least from now on, every time she faces the other party, her feelings for the other party will no longer be as flawless as before.

Is this simply because the two sides have differences in ideas? No, obviously not. Perhaps under the surface of Hermione's inability to agree with the other party's plan, what really shakes her is that the other party always wants to solve all the problems alone, and refuses to let her participate in it. An "I want to protect you" posture.

Regardless of whether it was for her or for the good of all of them, all in all, it was too bad to feel that no matter how hard I tried, it seemed to be in vain!

Of course, at this moment, Hermione didn't seem to really realize this.

"...Harry, don't be impulsive. But... I think you're right, he's... not Maca!"

Hermione stared straight at the burly black figure standing in front of the throne, clutching her wand tightly in one hand, and dragging Harry with the other, trying to make the latter move away as much as possible—although Harry had pushed him The sword of Gryffindor reached the opponent's neck, but she had an intuition that this might not be able to threaten the opponent at all, but would put Harry himself in danger.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is Maca or not, he must be an extremely powerful target! After all, even leaving aside the unidentified soul inside, the body of a demon alone is enough to make people extremely vigilant, isn't it?

However, Hermione soon discovered that she couldn't pull Harry at all!

Although Harry had been stopped by Ginny's shout just now, the power of the Gryffindor sword had already awakened his inner anger. It was already very good to be able to forcibly rein in the reins on the edge of the cliff that was about to fall into the vortex of fighting spirit. At this time, it was obviously impossible for him to retreat, at least with Harry's current self-control ability.

But at this moment, everyone heard the deep and hoarse voice suddenly speak again:

"Hermione, why did you stop Harry? Let him give me a sword, and this meeting tonight, which seems to make you all somewhat unhappy... can be over."

He said.

"Then,

You can no longer have any scruples about what you want to do in the future. "

Is the man in the devil's coat in front of me really not Maca, but that despicable Haierbo?

Leaving aside Harry for now—with the influence of Gryffindor's sword, his judgment would definitely not be able to maintain absolute rationality. As for Hermione and other people present, to be honest, everyone didn't really think that the devil's body contained something other than Maca.

It's just that no matter from the perspective of myself and others as a member of the human race, or from the standpoint of watching one of the zombie twins resolutely dedicate her soul and life, if the series of actions tonight People are really Maca words.

Such a development was obviously unacceptable to the vast majority of people present.

So everyone remained silent. Whether it was Lupine, Kingsley, Ginny, Hannah, Ron, etc., everyone gave the right to speak tonight to Hermione and Harry. Because they are not only the most powerful among all the human wizards present, but also the two people who have the best relationship with Maca.

"...No, actually... there is Miss Lovegood."

In front of the crowd in the center of the hall, Lupine seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously glanced at the back of the blonde who was still standing in front of the stairs, but then shook his head secretly.

Compared with Harry, who was indignant, and Hermione, who was trying to be rational, the girl didn't seem to care about the actual situation at all. She just expressed support for Maca wholeheartedly from beginning to end, and she has nothing to do with other right and wrong.

When it comes to the relationship with Maca, perhaps she is the most prominent among all the people present! It's just this seemingly unreserved trust, is it really good?

Lupine still didn't have any intention of expressing his opinion, he just closed his mouth and watched silently, frowning tightly.

And at this moment, another person suddenly spoke again, and the cold words resounded throughout the hall.

"McLean, have you had enough fun?"

It was Snape, or it was him again—he appeared in London today with an unknown reason that confuses others. It's hard to figure out his ultimate goal.

But one thing is undoubtedly certain, even though Harry and Hermione have already questioned the identity of the person before the throne, at the moment when Snape opened his mouth, he was still calling him "McLean" very decisively.

Just when everyone was uneasy, Snape raised his head slightly and continued:

"If you want to do something, do it quickly! I personally won't support you or something, but I won't deliberately obstruct it... I think Professor McGonagall and the others have the same idea on this point. I know, this It was you who deliberately gathered us all here once, so now, on behalf of Hogwarts, I will stay out of any kind of plan you plan to carry out in the future."

After saying these words, Snape seemed to have finally completed everything on his trip. He turned around before he could finish his sentence, and walked straight to the entrance of the main hall. He actually wanted to leave right away.

No one stopped him, the living corpses didn't stop him, and the human wizards headed by Lupine and Hermione in name only watched him, as usual, with his black cloak in the wind, striding away gradually. .

Only Maca, looking at Snape's receding back, nodded slightly.

"As expected of Professor Snape."

I don't know what he is "worthy of".

After a while, watching the temple door open and close again, Maca looked at the silver blade still resting on his shoulder and neck, and suddenly sighed silently.

Afterwards, he simply brushed aside the Gryffindor sword, and stood up again.

"Since you're not in a hurry to drop the sword, let's give way first!" Maca said as he passed between the glaring Harry and Hermione who was still in a dilemma. Up and down the steps.