Chapter 831 "No"

Since Maca smashed the mirror back that day, the day seems to have calmed down. Even though he knew that this peace must be temporary, taking advantage of this period of time to breathe a little bit of relief would also help him heal the roughness and gullies in his heart.

Oh, and it's worth mentioning that Hogwarts is finally starting to snow again.

On the rough outer wall of the castle, a little fluffy white was smeared by fresh snow. This made Hogwarts, which looked tough originally, unexpectedly softer.

Maca was walking on the grass in the vestibule, surrounded by crystal snowflakes falling from the sky. Occasionally, one or two pieces slide across the cheeks, and the body temperature makes them melt quietly, turning into a trace of leisurely coolness.

When he stepped on the thin snow and looked back, the Hogwarts Castle wrapped in the sky seemed to have moved out of a fairy tale. This exquisite picture reminded him of some childhood memories that had become blurred with time.

"Speaking of which, I also had a time when I yearned for this kind of magical world..." He smiled lightly like self-deprecating, and thought to himself, "Then, can I be considered 'happy' after all?"

When dreams suddenly become life, some people may be very happy. But unfortunately, at least Maca probably doesn't belong to that category of people.

Shaking his head slightly, he turned around and walked towards Hagrid's hunting lodge.

"Bang bang."

A knock on the door suddenly sounded, waking up the Hound Fang who had just had lunch and was dozing off. After hearing it, it immediately tucked its tail and shrank into the corner, and then began to bark loudly as always.

"Wow woof, woof woof... woof woof!"

"shut up!"

Hagrid, who was sitting on the sofa fiddling with a book, suddenly scolded, then stood up and walked towards the door.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door opening, Maca, who was waiting outside, quickly walked in—he had been here countless times before Hagrid, and it was as familiar as entering his own office.

"Oh, Maca, you're just here. I'm having a hard time worrying about the task that Professor McGonagall has given me! Hurry up and give me an idea..."

Maca had just slipped past Hagrid when he was hugged by the other side, forcing him to sit on the only single sofa in the hut.

Immediately afterwards, Hagrid opened the book in his hand again and spread it in front of Maca.

"Look, I'm going to let the Bowtruckles hide in the mistletoe circle, those cute little guys may bring you a little surprise... Or, I'm still thinking about getting some moon monsters Come on, I think they always please girls..."

Maca looked at the illustrations on the page, then nodded.

"Well, Moon Crazy Beasts are pretty good. They have big and round eyes, and they really give people a very cute impression... It should be good to dress them up."

"Oh, that's it, I'm relieved when you say that," Hagrid suddenly said happily, "Then, by the way, you can see if this works again..."

As he spoke, he flipped the book backwards until he reached the later part.

"Poison sac leopards, look at their poison sacs. Doesn't it look like a lot of white beards with a little white?"

As Hagrid was talking, he subconsciously stroked his beard, which was like an oversized steel wool ball, and then nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"Well, the more you think about it, the more interesting it is, isn't it? And the poison sac leopard is very interesting..."

"No, no, no," Maca shook his head quickly, "Poison sac leopards are not good, they are too dangerous... Aren't you worried that the students will be poisoned to death by then?"

There is a retractable pouch-shaped poison sac on the neck of the poisonous leopard, which is shaped like a toad's jaw, and it will expand and contract with breathing. And if the poison sac leopard had that idea, it would be able to mix deadly and powerful toxins into the air it exhales even after taking a breath, which is almost equivalent to an invisible killing curse.

However, Hagrid seemed a little reluctant.

"Well, in fact, we can let everyone wear gas masks..." He scratched his scalp and said rather depressedly, "You know, their addition will definitely make the atmosphere more active!"

But after muttering a few words, out of trust in Maca, Hagrid still put this bad idea aside.

"Okay! By the way, why don't you help me look at this again..."

Seeing that he continued to turn the pages of the book while saying this, Maca hurriedly reached out and pressed the book. After all, there are more dangerous magical creatures in the future, and Maca doesn't want to make trouble.

"Okay, okay——" he hurriedly said, "I'll help you think about it again. In fact, I already have a good idea, and I'll tell you when I think about it again!"

After removing Hagrid's hand from the book, Maca continued: "I think the two of you just now are very good. Well, the Moon Crazy Beast is not difficult to get, but a sufficient number of Bowtruckles will cost more Dessert... You should prepare these two first, don't be too anxious, there is still a long time!"

After some instructions, Hagrid asked Hagrid to take time out to contact the wizards who cultivated magical creatures, and then got up again to leave.

"Are you leaving now? Why don't you stay for a cup of tea?" Hagrid immediately asked to stay.

Kamaka immediately waved his hand.

"No, I have to go to Slughorn's...he has his last class this afternoon, and I have to finish talking to him before he goes to the classroom. As usual, after school, we can go to the third class together." Have a drink on the broom."

"Really? Oh—" Hagrid glanced at the iron mantel, the tea was almost ready, "Okay, then we'll see you later."

Maca, who had already walked to the door, raised her hand and shook it without looking back, and then left quickly.

...

Potions classes have always been relatively popular at Hogwarts, even when Snape taught them in the past.

Of course, the so-called "popularity" definitely does not refer to the students, but to the parents behind those students.

And this is mostly because the actual income after graduation of certificate students is usually higher than that of wizards who are good at other subjects.

No matter what world you're in, money always makes life a little better, doesn't it?

Perhaps it is this reality that reflects the importance of Potions in the wizarding world. Hogwarts Potions is not only a compulsory course, but also has a large number of courses. After Slughorn took over the task of teaching the course, he took several hours of the course almost every day.

Just like this afternoon, he had given a class to the fourth graders of Slytherin and Gryffindor just now, but later he had to teach another class for the fifth graders until school was over.

Maca calculated the time very accurately, and he happened to meet Slughorn who had just finished class in the hall.

Seeing that the fat old man who has been in class for almost a whole day is still looking energetic, Maca also feels admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Although the old man is often a bit out of tune, he is indeed a guy who is very suitable for teaching and educating people.

"Professor Maclean—"

"Professor, good afternoon!"

Because get out of class had just ended, there were quite a few students passing by in the hallway, and they were all moving to the next classroom.

"Well, good afternoon."

Maca stood at the door, and while responding to the students passing by, he greeted Slughorn on the opposite side of the crowd.

"Professor Slughorn, this way!"

In this somewhat chaotic hall, the fat old man seemed to hear someone calling him from the noisy voices, and he immediately turned his fat neck back and forth.

"Oh! McClain—"

When Slughorn saw Maca, the smile on his face increased a bit. But he saw him look left and right, then walked through the crowd with his belly shy, and came to Maca's side.

"Do you have classes in the afternoon too? If we drop by, we can walk together for a while..."

"No, I don't have class this afternoon." Maca shrugged and said, "You know, there aren't many students who take the magic text class, but it can't compare to how busy you are every day!"

Saying so, he stretched out his hand to invite again, smiled and said:

"But it's okay to walk together. I just want to go upstairs...Well, Professor McGonagall actually asked me to ask, how are your preparations going? Is there anything I need to help?"

"There's nothing wrong with me, don't worry!" Slughorn smiled brightly, "I like this kind of lively activity the most, and I think I'm very good at it!"

"Oh, that would be great." Maca nodded, "If possible, make it as delicate and ingenious as possible... I will invite some friends to come and join us, and I will introduce you to each other later."

Expanding one's social circle - this is undoubtedly Slughorn's favorite thing to do. It can even be said that he lived his whole life to know more people.

As soon as Maca talked about introducing new friends, the smile on this slightly vain fat old man's face became stronger again, and he couldn't even close his mouth from ear to ear.

The two walked forward while chatting, and then walked up the stairs to the second floor. Maca and Slughorn temporarily separated, and turned a corner to a certain classroom on this floor.

Not long after, he stopped at the door of the classroom where some students were already sitting, watching those little eagles and little badgers who were only in the second grade walked in one after another.

Maca knew that he would have to wait here for a while before he could see the person he wanted to see.

After a while, when there were no more students in the corridor, and when the class bell would ring in a short time, a figure covered in pitch black quietly appeared from the stairs not far away.

"Professor Snape."

Seeing that the person he was waiting for finally appeared, Maca walked over to meet him.

"Is it okay to delay your time a little bit? Professor McGonagall said..."

"Can't."

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