Chapter 632 Whispers by the Lake

"Harry, Ginny, you all performed well today! Although the Quidditch Cup slipped away, but if you ask me, it's really nothing..."

"Oh, thank you! I think the best performance today is Ginny!"

On the way back to the castle, Maca quickly caught up with Harry and the others, and quite naturally blended into the conversation of several people.

"Yeah!" Maca couldn't help smiling when Harry praised Ginny, "Ginny, you did a great job in the competition, and what you said was even more beautiful! Just based on your performance today With such a wonderful performance, Professor Dumbledore will definitely feel that my Nimbus 2000 was sent to the wrong person!"

"...Well... I will try my best to make it the most eye-catching broom at Hogwarts!"

Even though Ginny spoke so confidently, her cheeks were still a little flushed, obviously she couldn't bear everyone's compliments in turn. Don't look at how heroic she is on the court, but that's only when the blood is rushing to the brain. Usually, Ginny is still a very gentle little girl.

After a logical mention of Dumbledore, Maca sneaked a glance at Harry out of the corner of his eye.

"Speaking of Professor Dumbledore..." he asked casually, "Harry, I asked you to read that book carefully the other day. Have you read it? Did you gain anything?"

"Oh--"

As soon as Maca brought the topic here, Harry's mind immediately flashed the accident that happened on the field before.

"Um... yes..." His words hesitated a little, apparently his mind hadn't been completely drawn out of that short memory, "I read it, but... it seems to be just a storybook, you know Yes, it's about a few episodes of Godric Gryffindor. It's interesting, but in terms of rewards... I don't have a clue anyway."

"Really?" Maca looked at Harry's expression and nodded knowingly, "Well...it's okay, if...I mean if—if you think of something, or feel that you need something Tell me, remember you can come to my office to find me anytime!"

He could feel that Harry did respond to his temptation, but since he didn't say it in front of everyone, it meant that he most likely didn't want to disturb everyone's rhythm with his troubles.

Recently, Hermione and others are in very good condition. While taking the .Ls exam, they don't forget to take time regularly to strengthen their personal abilities. In addition, now that Harry and Ginny are officially together again, while tasting the sweetness, he probably also has a desire for protection and a sense of responsibility as a boyfriend in his heart.

Because of these considerations,

Maca decided that she might as well respect Harry's rather weighty choice. After all, after understanding the reason for Harry's situation, he knew that the actual harm was not that great. As long as Harry continued to increase his Occlumency practice, things would naturally work out.

"Ah, yes!" Harry nodded immediately, "If I find anything in the book, I will tell you right away!"

As for the book titled "Golden Gryphon from the Wilderness", Maca actually read it in the ward. In fact, it was indeed an ordinary storybook, with nothing worth paying attention to. If I have to say that I can get something from it, I am afraid it is a few easy-to-understand educational meanings.

If you want to ask what is the educational significance - the story about Godric is nothing more than the spirit of being brave, fearless, selfless, and adventurous! With regard to these things, the Sorting Hat picks them up and sings them every year, which really makes my ears callous.

Not long after, a few people followed the other little wizards and returned to the castle chatting casually.

...

The final match of the Quidditch Cup was finally over, and whether the outcome was pleasant or not, that was a thing of the past. At the end of the busy semester, everyone's focus is still on the exam, including the "heroes" who have been active in the field.

So, theoretically speaking, the day of the competition is a day of rest, but most of the little wizards are still reviewing their homework hard in the library or common room - at least the fifth and seventh graders must be like this.

However, don't forget that there are still two leisurely guests in Hogwarts Castle right now!

In the afternoon of the same day, the Hohenheim brothers and sisters, who finished their lunch in the auditorium, temporarily bid farewell to Maca, who was going to correct homework for the students, and walked leisurely to the lakeside beside the castle.

The weather has been good for the past few days, and it is now spring again, with bright sunshine and gentle breeze. Looking around the lake, the surface of the lake is even more sparkling, as if someone sprinkled a lot of gold leaves into the lake, shining golden light everywhere.

In such a beautiful environment, everything is particularly intoxicating, but there is only one thing that is especially emotional.

"Is this where Mr. Albus Dumbledore is buried?"

At this moment, Sarah was standing in front of the ice coffin that was nearly one person tall. The ice-blue translucent coffin was still emitting a bit of cold air under the sun, and it couldn't stop churning on the green grass.

What is surprising is that the coffin is clearly some kind of extremely cold ice, but standing in front of it only makes people feel a little cool, and even the grass is still growing vigorously nearby.

"I heard from my father that Maca made this ice coffin on the spot on the day of the funeral..." The fat man next to my sister said with a look of surprise, "Although I have visited it once a few days ago, no matter how many times I have seen it , they are still so beautiful... But, how long can this ice cube last?"

What the fat man said was right. Under the sun, this ice coffin radiated dazzling brilliance, and it seemed that it was shining and extraordinarily beautiful. And in this ice coffin, Dumbledore's face still remained the same as it was before his death, not changing at all, as if he was just asleep.

Sarah ignored the fat man's words, she just stared at the big ice cube encrusted with this man, and after a while, she bowed to Dumbledore, and then walked gently to a tree by the lake Down.

"Brother Noah, Sarah won't be going to Beauxbatons anymore," she said leisurely, "We'll go home in a few days and tell Dad that I'll come here to go to school from the second half of the year."

"Eh?" The fat man said strangely, "When I mentioned it to you last time, didn't you say that you didn't want to come to Hogwarts to study? Why..."

"That Mr. McLean is very interesting," little Sarah blinked, and said softly, "and he is indeed very powerful. He may know some mysteries that others don't know... If it is possible, I think I will need his help. I cleared up some doubts."

"Really?" The fat man suddenly asked in surprise, "I see that you have always hated him, and thought you didn't want to stay here long ago!"

"No," Sarah said, "I'm just... a little surprised and a little scared..."

Fatty wasn't surprised that she gradually stopped calling herself by her first name. In fact, that's what she looks like when she's really serious.

But for the word "scared" in Sarah's mouth, the fat man was very surprised.

"Uh..." he wondered, "Afraid?"

"Yes!" Sarah nodded calmly, "After a trial, I have roughly understood how far I am from him... The book is right, when the exploration of alchemy and magic has reached At a certain depth, there are many things that can be connected—especially spiritual refinement and soul magic.”

As she spoke, she paused for a while, and then continued: "I think...compared with some ancient runes, his research on the soul has gone to an incredible level."

Compared with Sarah, who has already been quite good at studying spiritual training, the fat man who has been training materially can't catch up with flattery. But no matter what he said, he was still the young master of the Hohenheim family, so he understood Sarah's words to some extent.

Of course, understanding is understanding, and he is obviously still confused about the details.

"So... you want to use his research direction to find something for reference?" The fat man asked half-understanding, "If you just want to discuss with him, I don't think you want to go to Huo Gwartz study? Just to borrow a word from my father-you don't really need to go to school, do you?"

"It's not just because of research needs..." Sarah said, turning her head to look at Hogwarts Castle, and the direction she was looking was where Maca's office was.

The fat man tilted his head and stared at little Sarah, and the doubts and curiosity in his heart grew stronger.

"Hey," he suddenly joked, "Dear sister, could it be that...you are looking for my good brother Maca? If so..."

"Stop talking about such nonsense." Sarah shook her head slightly, interrupting the fat man's teasing.

"Then why?"

However, this time, Sarah turned around and looked at the lake again, pursing her mouth and making no sound. Seeing that she didn't speak, the fat man scratched his scalp vigorously, then shrugged indifferently as if giving up.

"Okay!" he said, "it's your idea, you have the final say! Well... then, when do you plan to go home?"

"...Let's see in a few days!" Sarah stared at the wonderful lake light, and it took a long time before she opened her mouth to say an answer that was not considered an answer.

On the other side, Maca, who was still in the office, couldn't see the direction the two were in. But he didn't observe it secretly, but it didn't mean he didn't know about it. He also noticed what Sarah said to the fat man in the stands in the morning.

But because although he felt a lot of secrets in Sarah, there was nothing suspicious, so he limited his actions to some temptations.