Chapter 655 Dessert Tasting

"... Well, I don't understand what old man Slughorn is thinking! Isn't it obvious that the rewards given to the courses must belong to you, Hermione?"

At noon one day after school started, in the Gryffindor common room, Ron was holding a book, reading and complaining lazily. And around the table he was sitting at, Harry and Hermione were also doing their own things.

"It's not really until the last moment, and no one knows what the result will be. If you work harder, maybe the prize will belong to you..." Hermione wrote something on the parchment without raising her head. .

In fact, Ron doesn't really care about any rewards, because now, at least he is very clear about his abilities. A student in the "good" potion class like him is already very lucky to be able to study in class. Right now, rather than complaining, it would be more appropriate to say that he has nothing to say.

"After all, you still won the prize..." Ron turned over a page of the book in his hand and said casually, "But to be honest, I really don't understand that bald old man What are you thinking... you actually said 'gifts for ladies shouldn't be too shabby'... isn't the prize just a potion? Is there anything shabby or not shabby?"

"Maybe it's for packing?" Harry closed the notebook on the table, and then stretched vigorously, "I remember Uncle Vernon said something similar when he gave Aunt Maggie some small gifts before?"

"Anyway, I'm not interested anyway." Hermione stopped writing and shook the feather that serves as the pen holder. "Didn't Professor Slughorn mention it in class? He said that besides not taking too much Felicia, there are also There are some other side effects...Since that's what Maca said, even if there is no basis, I still think it's best not to touch it!"

"However, what Slughorn said later seems to me to be quite right—" Harry thought for a while, "Luck can't be measured in reality. No one can say whether the side effects of Felicia Elixir exist or not." clear."

"Then tonight, I won't go to the dessert tasting party held by Professor Slughorn, and you can help me find a reason then!" Hermione turned her head and glanced at him, "The prize belongs to you, too. Don't think about it yourself—I don't need it, and I don't want to use it anyway."

"No no no, Hermione..." Harry said helplessly, "I think you'd better take it this time! You didn't go the time after the exam last semester... It's not appropriate to make excuses twice ?”

"I—" Hermione opened her mouth, looked down at the parchment again, and said reluctantly, "Well...I'll think about it, let's talk about it after dinner!"

...

When it comes to the small event held by Slughorn, Maca will naturally not be missed.

Yes, he also received the old man's invitation as usual, but it is still unknown whether he will be able to be there at that time.

At this moment, in the Room of Requirement, the "werewolf statues" that were originally scattered all over the place have been placed in a unified position against the wall, but on the surface of the floor where they were originally, faint blue brilliance flowed faintly. .

Here is where Maca studies the rune array map and a single rule rune.

The room is still dim, which is arranged in order to eliminate other unnecessary visual interference and purely observe the array. Right now Maca is squatting in this big formation, his eyes fixed on the small rule rune floating in the center.

Around the rotating and floating rune, the ice crystal fragments flew lightly, and then slowly fell and disappeared, exuding a clear beauty every moment.

After watching so carefully without missing any moment, it lasted for several hours before Maca stood up and twisted his neck slightly. He is using his own eyes and his ability to sense magic power to observe the rules themselves and their rune forms.

Why do rule runes actually appear in this stroke? What is the special connection between this and the meaning of rules? If he could comprehend the connection between the two, then his understanding of cooling runes would probably go a step further.

In this way, maybe you can take advantage of the situation and understand that another rule rune that is diametrically opposite to it is also unknown. And even if it can't, it must be of great help to the understanding of other rule runes, isn't it?

In fact, he has already spent a lot of time on this.

After resting for a while, Maca bent down and squatted down again, and continued to study the cooling rune in the center of the formation.

In fact, he deliberately picked this afternoon when there was no magic text class, and planned to think about it. But no matter how much time there is, for things like researching rule runes, it is like climbing a mountain, so how can it be calculated with common sense?

In this tranquility, time seems to be passing slowly, but also quickly, dissipating silently between the fingers bit by bit. When there was a soft "ding" on the table in the back of the room, Maca straightened up suddenly, and rubbed his face vigorously.

"...Is it time to eat? Hmm...Speaking of which, it seems that you are really hungry?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand suddenly, and the rule runes disappeared instantly, and the faint blue streamers on the floor also disappeared without wind. When he went straight to the door, the "werewolf statues" that were leaning against the wall also floated up, and each fell to their original positions, covering the rune pattern on the ground.

"Click—bang!"

The door of the Room of Requirement was closed casually, and soon disappeared into the wall behind Maca.

"This kind of research really takes time and effort...ah!" He tilted his head as if he remembered something while walking forward, "It seems that Slughorn's dessert will come tonight? Hmm... …Then let’s postpone the research after dinner for a while! The old man’s network is still quite useful..."

Now that there is no urgent crisis, Maca is no longer in such a hurry as in the past. The road to magic is winding and long, but life is limited. Under the premise that it cannot be achieved overnight, it is also very important to know how to enjoy life from time to time.

As soon as the meal time comes, the Hogwarts auditorium will become as lively as usual. Seeing the happy scene of teachers and students gathering in front of them, everyone will feel a sense of warmth rising in their hearts.

"... After observation during the beginning of the school period, the class is obviously higher than the previous standard, especially some of the students..."

When Maca sat on the teaching bench, he heard the little Professor Flitwick talking to Professor McGonagall about his views on little wizards. And when several familiar names appeared from the other party's mouth, he also smiled knowingly.

Of course, Hermione and the others were one of the names that Flitwick specifically pointed out, and Maca knew that the words he said in the ward back then were having an appropriate effect.

The near-conclusive conclusion that "Voldemort will be resurrected" can bring a sense of crisis to everyone present at the time; and a suitable resurrection period can allow everyone to properly convert that sense of crisis into a driving force for progress. During the current safe transition period, it would be great if they can steadily improve.

"It's a pity that they can't actually sense the magic power, otherwise the practical content of the magic text class can be deepened a lot... It's really a pity..."

While thinking about it, he enjoyed tonight's food, feeling that this kind of life is really wonderful.

"McLean, don't you forget my little event in a while? I really hope you can come over sometime. This time, I asked Ambrosio to get me some new desserts, which are not available in the store. Sell ​​it!"

Slughorn, who was several seats away, suddenly stuck his head out and abruptly interrupted Maca's thoughts. Maca didn't mind at all, but just nodded along the way.

"Of course, I will go there..." He smiled and said, "Several professors, don't you go together?"

"Oh, I actually invited them too, but—"

"That's not quite right," Flitwick said in his high-pitched voice. "Slughorn invited quite a few students, and they'd be uncomfortable if all of us went."

"Look!" Slughorn spread his hands and said, "Actually, I would say that professors should get along well with students, which will also be of great help to teaching!"

"That's not necessarily true," Snape also interjected rarely when he heard the old man say that, "I admit that you can use this method to achieve results, but it doesn't mean that everyone can use it. Let me see Well, those students are usually too relaxed, so it took seven years to learn only so little."

Maca couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard this - it was obvious that even Snape would find it difficult to deny Slughorn's ability. But his ideas are completely different from those of the old man, so it is inevitable that he will be unconvincing.

"By the way," Maca thought for a while, then asked suddenly, "I have a general understanding of the situation in the senior grades, but what about this year's freshmen? As you know, my courses are elective subjects, so I don't care much about them." Understood! Professors, can you talk about it casually?"

His words made all the professors of the major courses recall a little bit, obviously comparing the freshmen horizontally in their minds.

"There are three students who are not bad," Professor McGonagall spoke first. "Everyone in the first grade is still in contact and adapting. This stage is the easiest to reflect the difference in talent. Sarah Hohenheim of Ravenclaw, Ernes Tahon from Hufflepuff, and Alexander Wolfe from Gryffindor - those are the kids to look forward to."

Speaking of this, Maggot paused, and finally added: "Of course, talent is not everything. Every student deserves our energy to guide them on the right path."