Chapter 426

( ) "Dinner has probably already started, you guys go back first! After I put Hagrid back on the bed and settle down, I have to go to the office first—" Maca said while sitting by the table, "It will start after dinner For our first party, we have to prepare something."

After Hagrid passed out drunk, the three of them, Maca and Luna, chatted for a while. The flames in the fireplace warmed the small log cabin, making the atmosphere gradually warmer.

At least when Hagrid was completely drunk, the look on his face was genuinely relaxed.

At dinner time, after Luna and the others went to the auditorium first, Maca used the Levitation Charm to gently put Hagrid on the bed, then pulled the bulging quilt to cover him, and then went back to the round table to tidy up .

"...As expected of a man with giant blood, the three barrels are almost empty?" He shook the small oak wine barrels on the table one by one, but only heard the very clear sound of water in the last one.

"Oh, I hope he can feel better." Maca shook his head and said softly to himself, "If I have to say it, I also have an unshirkable responsibility for this incident—go back to the woods to take care of those leftovers. Come down from the common giant eight-eyed spider!"

Although this is not atonement at all, it is at best a disguised act of self-satisfaction. But if he didn't do anything, Maca always felt that it would leave some lumps in his heart.

For Maca, whose heart is on the path of magic, the fewer such bumps, the better. In this world, magic is closely related to the spiritual side of people; no matter good or evil, good or evil, it is very important to maintain a clear heart.

After tidying up the hut where everyone was having fun together before, Maca left quietly.

The dinner time at Hogwarts has always paid equal attention to taste and atmosphere, and this will not change much after Dumbledore's death.

Maybe some young wizards still have nostalgia for that kind old headmaster, because from now on, they will never hear his inexplicable little jokes again.

But for most students, the past will always fade with the passage of time. A few years later, the greatest white wizard of the present age will probably be transformed into a fairly vivid symbol on many papers like other famous wizards in the past.

This may sound a bit sad, and some people may even feel worthless for Dumbledore's various efforts, but this is undoubtedly a kind of "truth".

Some people say that when everyone forgets an existence, that existence will cease to exist; but some people will say that precisely because it can be forgotten,

It just proves that existence once existed.

Maca, who had just arrived in the auditorium from the office, calmly nodded to the students as he passed by the long table, and then sat down on his seat on the faculty bench.

When he slowly glanced at the chattering students in the hall, he felt a little emotional in his heart.

"Probably, Dumbledore just wanted to understand this point?" Maca couldn't help savoring this hazy awakening secretly, "Whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, after all, it is small. Dumbledore, like me, has I am pursuing the true meaning of magic, but the road I walked with him is a completely different scenery..."

"...When I opened the Book of Truth for the first time, I thought I had found a shortcut. Compared with the path chosen by Dumbledore, although my path seems short, it is obviously not a wise path what!"

To be honest, Maca has gradually come to understand—he used to look down on modern magic a little bit, but now he finds that although the "power" of magic is gradually declining, in pursuit of the essence of magic, the road of modern magic But it is smoother and smoother than ancient magic.

The ancient magic that directly uses the rules of the world is naturally amazing, but it is not conducive to understanding and comprehension. Even if one is very talented, every attempt to study a rule rune will consume a lot of energy and time for the wizard, and even be trapped by it for a lifetime.

Therefore, each generation of wizards is trying to improve it with a clearer form, and various ancient runes have gradually come out.

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help feeling sincere admiration for the unknown wizard who created the modern spell. After all, he could clearly see the broken rule runes that flashed quickly during the casting process.

A wizard who can do this step is undoubtedly extremely intelligent.

And Dumbledore walked along this flat road paved by his predecessors, and finally realized the direction of life in his own way.

"This is the real wisdom. In comparison, I can only be regarded as luck plus some self-righteous cleverness..."

Because the next step is to take on the task of guiding the defense team, which is different from teaching ancient magic text, which can already be regarded as truly guiding others on the road of magic. Therefore, Maca involuntarily began to re-examine the journey she had traveled.

It is often said that when imparting knowledge to others, one's own understanding of knowledge will also be deepened.

To be honest, this is the first time that Maca has faced up to the modern curse.

After analyzing the cooling rune at the limit, his progress has actually been stagnant for a long time. But now, when he took a closer look, he finally found the direction he was going to go next.

"So, what Dumbledore said to me at the end..."

Macka still remembered that in that place full of fog, Dumbledore had said to him an unclear sentence at the last moment——

"...continue along the...road...see you soon..."

What path to continue on? At that time, Maca didn't react in time, but now, he vaguely understood what Dumbledore wanted to tell him.

"Then you might as well take a look along the road that the predecessors walked!"

Maca let out a sigh of relief, then picked up a fork and picked up a tender and juicy meatball, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing. When the delicious and rich gravy spread in his mouth, his mood seemed to become much more solid.

It was at this moment that Luna, who was sitting on the long Ravenclaw table, glanced towards Maca, a pair of clear eyes flickered slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in them.

"... Dumbledore?" She looked at Maca and subconsciously said to herself.

...

After dinner, Maca, Hermione, Harry, and Luna came to the stone wall on the eighth floor with nothing.

"I have already told you how to make the room appear, now you should try it yourself!" Maca gestured to Hermione.

"Oh, Harry—" Hermione said immediately, "I've already come to check once, this time you try!"

As Hermione spoke, the troll in the painting across the wall was beating up the wizard who was trying to teach him ballet. When Harry heard Hermione say that, he quickly looked away from the poor wizard.

"Ah, okay..." He repeated the whole process in his mind, and then he concentrated, "...Well, go through it three times, and think carefully about what you need..."

According to this method, he paced back and forth in front of the wall, his hands clenched into fists and his eyes fixed on the front.

"...We need a large room where we can train our defensive skills. Since there are still a lot of people, it must be at least as big as two Potions classrooms..."

Just when he turned around again, a rather simple double door suddenly appeared on the originally empty wall.

Luna stepped forward, grasped the two door handles with both hands without hesitation, and opened the door at once.

This is a rather spacious large room... No, it is not so much a room as it is a large, slightly dark underground warehouse.

On the surrounding walls, there are some torches emitting a faint blue light, which makes the place look a bit gloomy.

"What were you thinking just now?" Hermione immediately questioned Harry as soon as she walked in.

"Uh, this is probably because I always feel that our current actions are a bit sneaky, so..."

"Don't worry about it," Maca waved his hand, and a ball of light immediately lit up in front of him, and floated lightly to the center of the ceiling. Immediately, the soft yet bright light illuminated the entire room.

"Well, apart from being a little dark, everything else is complete." Maca looked around and said, "Especially those magic instruments--scopes, secret detectors, black magic detection probes--these are proud Luo's commonly used props."

On the other side, there was a row of bookshelves, all of which contained some books related to Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Look at these!" Hermione let her fingertips pass over those books one by one excitedly, ""Common Spells and Cracking Techniques", "Outsmarting Dark Arts", "Self-Defense Spells" Collection "... Oh!"

She looked back at Harry again, her eyes sparkling, and she said, "Great, you've done a great job in this regard! This way, everyone can look up the books they need for practice in time! "

Not long after, the students who had signed on Hermione's list gradually gathered here, and when the last student arrived, Maca who was standing at the door closed the door lock with a "click".

At the same moment, the door on the outer stone wall immediately merged into the wall, and that section of the wall returned to its original state again.

"Wow!" Most of the little wizards looked around and couldn't help but exclaimed, one of the students said, "Where is this? Oh... There are so many unknown places in this castle, I bet, I'm sure I'll know it all once. Never been here."

"Okay," Maca clapped his hands while walking towards the center of the room, "This is our training place from now on, and at the same time, everyone will learn how to protect themselves... and our friends and family here!"