Chapter 612 A Little Birthday Reception

The so-called "peace" means that the teachers assign homework desperately, as if they want to bury the students; The so-called "peace" means that even if the Whomping Willow is covered with cocoons of Flobber caterpillars, it will only attract curious onlookers.

Overall, peace is reassuring, but also tends to get boring over time.

Today, the first day of the Easter holiday, Harry and Ron, who were dragged to the common room by Hermione early, were yawning as they watched her tap the parchment with her wand.

According to the usual practice in previous years, Hermione would make a review schedule for the two of them every time they returned to the Easter holiday. Since I have done this every year in the past, this year's final is the o..Ls exam, so it is more necessary to plan carefully.

Just like what Ron said before, even though the reason for Voldemort's resurrection may have been discovered now, compared with this exam related to the future of life, it seems to be a little less interesting.

"Okay, yours is almost like this!" Hermione slapped a timetable marked with various points in front of Ron, and pulled another blank parchment, "Follow the instructions on that Do it, if you are serious enough, you will definitely not perform too badly in the final exam..."

"Oh, thanks!"

Ron looked down with a sad face, and as expected, there was another timetable full of schedules. Most of the form boxes are almost flashing red light representing "important", which means that if he has followed this form completely, this year's Easter holiday will be completely bid farewell to rest.

"Huh?" He looked at it, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Hermione, why do you set aside an evening time on the last day of every week? If you include them, the schedule can be slightly relaxed Is it that little bit?"

"That's for us to train together," Hermione said without raising her head, "don't tell me that you just want to use your current skills to help Maca reduce the burden, be careful! I will continue to increase The intensity of the training, remember to keep up!"

"Then... what about the other members of R.A.? Do you want to invite them too?" Harry, who was staring at Ron's timetable next to him, asked immediately.

When Hermione heard this, the wand in her hand paused for a moment.

"Actually, I've been thinking about who I should tell about that." She said, "First of all, Fred, George, and Ginny must be fine...Neville should also Yes, um... Luna told me that Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff could also be trusted..."

As she thought about it, she announced the names of several people, but she became more and more hesitant as she went on. Logically speaking, most of the members of R.A. should be trustworthy, but since Helen Schoen suffered a loss last time, there are still some bad influences left in her heart.

At the end, Hermione simply shook her head and put the question aside again. After the tip of her wand continued to touch the parchment for a while, Harry's review timetable was also completed.

"Your schedule is a little looser than Ron's. Remember to practice by yourself in the extra time slots, don't be lazy!" She told Harry again seriously. At this time, how can people look at her? Like stern Professor McGonagall.

Harry shook his share of the timetable and nodded resignedly.

"I'll do that..." he said honestly, "Ms. Granger."

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When Harry and Ron were about to spend a doomed Easter holiday, Maca was sitting at the bar of the Three Broomsticks with Hagrid and Slughorn.

Running over to drink early in the morning, I'm afraid it was the idea that a bald old man like Slughorn could come up with.

Hagrid didn't care. With his barrel-like giant hybrid physique, it was a blessing that he didn't have the habit of drinking too much, but Maca didn't have the habit of drinking so early. Right now, there is only a glass of juice in front of him, and he is bored watching the two guys next to him start drinking early in the morning.

In fact, this drink can be regarded as a cause. According to Slughorn himself, Easter this year happened to be his birthday. According to his habit in previous years, he would always hold a private party with gangs on his birthday, and invite many old friends to celebrate his birthday.

But this year is different, because he is now a professor at Hogwarts again, and it is not so convenient to hold parties in the school.

"...I have mentioned it to Minerva several times beforehand, but she has never agreed to lend me a small hall to hold a birthday party." Slughorn took a sip of mead, and then smashed it He said, "Oh, I'm too old to have a good time... tell me, is it easy for me?"

As far as Slughorn's weight in Hogwarts is concerned, such trivial matters can still be passed by Professor McGonagall in normal times. But in this period of time, in order to maintain a good image of the school before the alchemy competition, it is very difficult for Slughorn's birthday party to pass.

Of course, Maca was well aware of this, but he didn't tell the truth. After all, the alchemy competition is still a confidential matter no matter how you say it. Those who know it will naturally know it already, but there are still many people who don't know it.

As for Slughorn, who has so many "friends" that can cross the border, he is still the best.

"Slughorn, I think you should make more friends who can really talk to you," Maca propped up his elbows, leaning on the bar counter, sucking freshly squeezed juice through a straw, and casually advised, " It would be nice if someone offered to throw a birthday party for you on your birthday."

"Maca's right!" Hagrid on the other side took a big iron hooped wooden cup and took a few sips before continuing, "I also think... no matter how many friends you have, it's better to have friends." A sincere person who treats you well, um... that's right!"

"Hey," Slughorn grinned, "so you have someone to celebrate your birthday every year? Don't you? Well... hiccup, real friends are hard to find! Hard to find... "

"Oh, why don't you guys come to the shop every year for your birthday? Just like Mr. Slughorn today..." Ms. Rosmerta at the bar said with a charming smile, "Just remember to pay for the drinks, I promise I can celebrate your birthday with you every year.”

As she spoke, she picked up her wand and waved it around, and suddenly a large number of balloons and ribbons appeared in the bar, flying wantonly in the air.

"Today is this Mr. Slughorn's birthday, let's all come and have a drink with him!"

Perhaps, the atmosphere of every individual or group festival does not exist naturally. Only when people create it consciously, will the flavor of the festival become rich and fragrant.

Looking at the gradually bustling surroundings, and seeing the drunkenness on his face gradually blending into the smiling Slughorn, Maca couldn't help but smile knowingly.

But at this moment, as the wooden door of the bar squeaked, it seemed that some other guest had come. However, what is puzzling is that this time the outdoor sunlight did not penetrate into the bar at the same time as the door was opened, and there were still only dim lights flickering in front of everyone's eyes.

Maca, like the other guests, subconsciously glanced back, but found out why the sun didn't shine in the next moment.

"Unexpectedly, I was pulled over by chance today to accompany me for a drink, and I just happened to run into two acquaintances..."

While thinking this way, he stood up while picking up the glass of juice, and walked slowly towards the door.

"The two of you are really coming to Hogwarts as guests, welcome!" Maca said with a smile, "Why didn't you inform me before you came? I can make some preparations in advance!"

The visitor heard Maca's voice, and then walked a few steps inside, finally the light outside the door had a chance to penetrate. It's a pity that the door automatically closed again in the next second, and the bar was only bright for a moment after all.

It turned out that the reason why Sunshine didn't come in was simply because he was "blocked" by someone!

"Aha! It's you, McLean." When the other party saw Maca, he immediately rushed a few steps and put his arm around Maca's shoulder, "I saw you as soon as I arrived, it's really fate! You are here , what else do you want to welcome?"

"You really haven't changed at all." Maca tilted her head under his arm and winked at the other guest in front of her as a greeting. "Oh, Miss Hohenheim, how are you?"

"……Hello."

As for Maca's greetings, this little guest was obviously not that interested. She reluctantly nodded to Maca, but her eyes quickly moved away, and she no longer looked at him.

Yes, this pair of rare visitors are exactly the Hohenheim brothers and sisters Maca met in Beauxbaton, France. The fat brother, Noah Hohenheim, is as enthusiastic about Maca as ever; but his younger sister, Sarah Hohenheim, who happens to have the same name as the Muggle woman who took care of Delphi, is just as reluctant to talk to Maca as she was in France. Card.

However, she is not interested in Maca, but Maca is very interested in her!

"Come on! Come with me, let me introduce the two professors of Hogwarts to you first." Maca got out of the big fat man's fat, and led them in, "Today is just right It's Professor Slughorn's birthday... oh, I thought you probably knew him too, he's pretty famous!"

Under Maca's leadership, the cheerful fat young master and the not-so-spirited little Sarah also walked towards the bar.

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