Chapter 900 It's Gordigrass, I Added Gordigengrass!

"This smell—"

"It's Goldigan, I added Goldigan..."

When Hermione smelled the very familiar smell and was about to ask something, Miriam immediately guessed what she wanted to say, and quickly answered.

"Is it a very special scent?" Miriam continued, "To be honest, I wasn't used to this strong grassy smell at first, but after adding cocoa powder and licorice, I immediately liked it. It’s such a wonderful taste.”

"Oh, is it so……"

Hermione nodded slightly, looking at her as if she was a little distracted. After she came back to her senses after a while, she held the cup in both hands and asked in a daze:

"Did Maca tell you the way to drink Gagodi root grass?"

"Ah, that's right." Miriam immediately smiled when she heard this, "I drank it once in his office and thought it was very delicious, so I asked him to tell me."

It was obvious that she really liked this new way of drinking hot cocoa.

In fact, since Hermione smelled the very characteristic smell of Goldigan grass, she was already thinking that it might have something to do with Maca.

After knowing that Miriam and Maca met, she immediately felt a sense of peace of mind, because the trust that Maca brought to people could even be placed directly on the friends around Maca.

But at the same time, Hermione began to want to know what happened between the woman Miriam and Maca.

"I see." Hermione thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Did Maca bring you to Hogwarts?"

When Hermione asked this sentence,

Miriam had already sat across the table with her own cup. She took another sip of hot cocoa lightly, and her rosy lips seemed to be more plump under the light of the fireplace.

"You can say that!" she replied quickly, "but actually I begged Mr. McLean to bring me here. I need his protection and help."

"'Asylum and help'?" Hermione was suddenly surprised. "You mean, before this, what terrible danger did you encounter?"

"Yes, a very dire danger..." Miriam was talking, but she suddenly paused, "Oh, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said these things, please forget what I said!"

Even though she seemed to have remained calm after meeting Hermione on the top of the Astronomy Tower, don't forget the picture of her standing silently in the cold wind and snow outside.

In fact, her heart was far more chaotic than the calm expression on her face, so that she, who had always been very measured, followed Hermione's words without paying attention.

If it was normal, how could she be tricked by Hermione? After all, her hiding in Hogwarts was originally her only secret now.

However, since Hermione had already heard the beginning, how could she not keep asking?

"Miss Miriam...?" She pondered for a moment before trying to explain, "I'm Maca's friend. We used to be classmates, but now he's my—"

As soon as I said this, a problem lay in front of Hermione - after leaving Hogwarts, what else could Maca be hers now?

"...Well, it's my professor," she hesitated for two seconds, then her tone became a little more stubborn, "So, you can tell me that it's all right... He himself told me a lot of things For example... Uh, the reason why you have to come to Hogwarts for a while is that 'Despicable Helbo'?"

Hearing Hermione call out the name clearly, Miriam was a little surprised at once.

"You know?" she asked in surprise. "How... Mr. McLean told you? How could he do that?"

In Miriam's view, people like Maca should not easily tell ordinary wizards about such things, after all, it is too dangerous.

For ordinary wizards in the magic world, just knowing Haierbo's name may be fatal.

But Hermione herself was exactly the opposite of what Miriam thought - she wished she could know more about Hai Erbo! Because this is undoubtedly a path that can reach Maca.

It's a pity that because her strength is always limited, she also understands that there is no rush.

"Maka told me because of his trust in me."

Hermione said this first, her tone rose slightly, and she seemed a little happy. But immediately after, she pursed her lips and said:

"But I know that there are many things that I really can't understand too much—Maka just told me everything he thought he could tell me."

"So, can you also tell me what you think can be said? Just because we can't seem to sleep today, just tell a story?"

Miriam listened, took another sip of hot cocoa, and then suddenly looked at Hermione carefully. Until Hermione turned her face a little uncomfortably, a knowing smile appeared on her face.

"Oh," she said in a daze, "Gran... well, I mean, Hermione... I think I understand what you want to hear. But to be honest, McClain and I The process of meeting Mr. is not very pleasant, I don’t think you will like to hear this story.”

Seeing that some of the thoughts in her heart were slightly dismantled by the other party, Hermione couldn't help being a little ashamed, but she shook her head decisively.

"If you don't mind, please—"

Under Hermione's hint, Miriam was also very generous, choosing and talking about her several encounters with Maca.

And as the two of them talked and listened in this room, the night time passed quietly, but not only did they not feel sleepy at all, they even became more energetic due to some different reasons.

Finally, Miriam said again:

"I am very grateful to Mr. McLean for helping me at the end. If it weren't for him, I would have died of my stubbornness. I always thought that if I had asked him for help earlier, even Asa would have Nothing will happen."

"But it is such a strong man who can help the former enemy, but I have been following the orders of my elders to make trouble for him..."

At this point, Miriam was obviously really ashamed. After she was silent for a while, she picked up the cup and took another big sip of cocoa, only to find that the cup had already been empty before she knew it.

However, when facing the same story, everyone often has their own understanding and ideas.

Just like Maca, who also experienced the incident, he felt that he owed Miriam and Yasa a little.

Because at the time, he hesitated to agree with the old Youn's plan, even though the two of them became "victims" that were not really necessary.

On Miriam's side, who knew nothing about Maca's thoughts, she naturally felt that Maca obviously had no "obligation" to stop herself who decided to go to the headquarters at that time.

But now that Hermione is here, as an "irrelevant person" who listens to the story, her focus does not fall on the "whether to help" at all.

"So... your friend Asa, he may have..."

Finding that Hermione's eye sockets had already turned red, Miriam couldn't help but chuckled.

"Well, I think he's gone," she raised her head, looked at the tapestry on the wall and said faintly, "but it's okay, if I have to say... Thanks to that elder, we already have This kind of psychological preparation. I just...just don't want the empty headquarters to be the last place I see him."

"Don't worry, Maca will help you find him..." Hermione was moved and sad, "Yes, Maca is so powerful, I will definitely find him sooner or later!"

"I believe," Miriam said with a smile, "Mr. McLean is really powerful, unbelievably strong... Just like the amazing beam of light I saw on the top of the tower just now, I think it must be his handwriting! "

"what?"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise when Miriam suddenly mentioned such a sentence.

"Pillar of light? Just now? Where?"

Maca's beam of rule power is no longer a secret at Hogwarts—or at least the appearance of the beam has already been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

When Dumbledore died, it was his soaring light beam that broke through the thick clouds and dispelled the gloom in everyone's hearts.

As for Hermione, let alone her relationship with Maca.

Seeing her expression seemed a little anxious, Miriam couldn't help being a little puzzled, but she quickly replied:

"It should be at the gate of the school... Although it was obscured by the wind and snow, it was hard to see clearly, but the light probably came from the direction of the gate of the school. A slanted beam of blue and white light shot straight into the sky... ..."

"Oh, thank you—then I have something to do, so I'll go first!"

Hermione didn't even bother to find a reason, she put down the glass after saying something casually, and ran to the door in a hurry. It wasn't until she stretched out her hand to hold the doorknob that she turned her head slightly.

"By the way, thank you for the hot cocoa, it's very warm!"

After speaking, she immediately opened the door and rushed out. After running a few steps, she came back and closed the door.

Miriam looked at the direction Hermione was leaving, and couldn't help but smiled again—although she didn't know about Maca's resignation or leaving without saying goodbye, she couldn't help but feel a little cute about Hermione's flustered look.

However, after a dumb smile, Miriam gradually lost most of her smile.

"What the hell happened?" She couldn't help whispering to herself, "That beam of light should be the magic cast by Mr. McLean - I have seen it a few times, and since he will cast that magic at the school gate Does magic mean..."

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