harry potter book of crimes

You can stop following me this afternoon. I have something to do...just go around the school! If you are willing, you can also go to Hogsmeade not far from here and have a glass of butter in the bar.

The beer is good too."

After the lunch break that day, Maka did not go to the hillside at the school gate to watch the Muggles at work. Instead, she planned to go to the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest to take a look at the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror.

Obviously, not only could he not tell the windbreaker wizard about this, but he also couldn't bring him with him.

However, after hearing what he said, the other party seemed to show some reluctance.

"...Yeah?"

Although it was not stated explicitly, the noncommittal tone clearly contained a subtle emotion.

"Um."

Macca nodded slightly in surprise.

"Feel sorry."

I don't know if it was because of the sudden depression, but under the influence of this inexplicable atmosphere, he finally apologized without any reason.

After turning around and walking out of the castle gate, leaving the windbreaker wizard in the foyer, Maka secretly shook her head.

"Strange...did you need to apologize just now?"

To be honest, Maka felt a little unclear about the situation this time - at that moment, he suddenly felt as if he shouldn't leave alone.

No matter how he thought about it, he would never take an unknown person to that cave together.

...

On the other side, the windbreaker wizard watched Maka's back gradually disappearing. Until he was out of sight in the foyer, he seemed to have lost his target, and suddenly he didn't know what to do next.

Ah! The ultimate goal still exists in his heart, but before a certain time really comes, it seems that there is nothing that must be done to complete.

I don't know since when, following Maka silently has become the only thing the windbreaker wizard wants to do.

After standing alone for a moment in a daze, he heard him cough softly twice, and then he took steps and walked aimlessly to the side of the hall.

Since I don't have any good ideas, I might as well do what Maka said and just take a stroll first.

Now that the break time is over, the little wizards are all holding textbooks or carrying school bags and walking to their respective classrooms in small groups.

Therefore, the corridors and stairs were full of students walking quickly.

Perhaps it's because they've gotten used to this weirdly dressed "outside the school" in the past two days, or maybe because everyone is rushing to class, basically no one is staring at the windbreaker wizard with curiosity.

.

Of course, it is inevitable to occasionally turn your head and take a look - after all, no matter how normal you dress, as long as you are with Maka often, you will definitely get special attention at Hogwarts.

Fortunately, the windbreaker wizard didn't seem to mind those harmless glances.

"Um?"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice fell into his eyes.

There was no doubt that that was Hermione, the only student who had taken the initiative to talk to her during this period.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly turned her face and said:

"Harry, hurry up! It's all your and Neville's fault, otherwise we could have come earlier and sat in the front row! Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Ron, right?"

But behind her, Ron immediately waved his hands.

"Okay Hermione! It's okay with me. It's not like you don't know that Harry went to practice with Neville!"

When Hermione heard the sound, she immediately turned around and accused dissatisfiedly:

"You still speak for him... Ever since you were in the first grade, you two have always ignored my words. Don't you really think I said this for your own good?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was my fault - Hermione, we listen to you, we all listen to you!" Ron quickly expressed his regret, and then grabbed Harry and asked, "Isn't that right?"

"Oh, yes! That's right."

Harry also immediately retreated to a position side by side with Ron, and nodded his head honestly. Seeing Hermione muttering "That's pretty much it", turning around and continuing to move forward, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's why I've always felt that she looks a bit like my mother since I was in first grade." Ron leaned next to Harry and complained in a low voice, "Although it's really good for us, it just sounds a bit...

I’m upset——"

When Harry heard what he said, he couldn't help but shrugged and said:

"Not every mother is like this - at least I think if my mother were still here, she wouldn't be like Hermione taking care of us all day long!"

If it had been in the past, it was obviously impossible for him to say such words. It seemed that because he had been immersed in the belief in the Patronus Charm all day long, he had gradually begun to feel relieved about the death of his parents.

"Haha! You can't say for sure!"

When Ron grabbed Harry's neck and laughed happily, even Neville, who was walking on the other side, looked happy for Harry.

At this moment, directly behind them not far away, the windbreaker wizard had a hint of envy in his eyes.

Not long after, Hermione and others arrived at the Transfiguration classroom and walked into it one after another.

I saw that the number of other students in the corridor had also decreased as they dispersed along the way. By this time, there was no longer the excitement as before.

Without the coercion of the crowd, the windbreaker wizard's steps gradually slowed down, and finally paused for a moment near the door of the Transfiguration classroom.

You can see here that the students in the classroom are talking softly to their classmates in nearby seats, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

Suddenly, the class bell rang suddenly, interrupting some of the thoughts in the windbreaker wizard's mind. Just as he was about to leave and move forward, he saw the eyes hidden under the wide-brimmed hat suddenly turned back to look at him.

behind.

"Didn't you spend the afternoon with Maka?"

At the same time as he turned back, Professor McGonagall's voice also sounded - this was no coincidence, because wasn't it time for class?

"Hello, cough...well, yes."

"Then why don't you come into the classroom with me!" McGonagall suddenly continued, "It's not just to listen to the class, it's just to sit here - as long as you don't disturb the students in class."

"Can I?"

This time, Mag didn't reply. She just reached out and gestured toward the door, expressing her meaning very clearly.

"As you can see, there is an extra auditor in today's class. Of course, you don't need to be too enthusiastic, just listen carefully as usual."

After leading the other person into the classroom, Professor McGonagall first gave a brief talk. After asking the windbreaker wizard to find a seat at the back, he really started teaching as usual.

"This lesson continues what was taught in the previous lessons and continues to talk about the problem of converting high-complex substances into single substances. As mentioned in the previous lesson, we can actually

Let's discuss it together..."

The windbreaker wizard sat down at the end of the classroom. He listened to what McGonagall was saying for a while at first, but soon became distracted.

This is not because he is not interested in transfiguration, on the contrary, transfiguration is still the subject he is best at.

I think back when I intervened in the battle between Maka and Haierbo, the summoning of the giant ice crystal bird required a very high foundation in transformation to be able to perform it.

And the reason why he loses focus so quickly is probably mainly due to some feeling about the atmosphere in the classroom.

"...Okay, let's talk about the theory first. Now please divide each of you into groups of two to three people, and assign one person from each group to come up and collect the materials."

Harry and the three of them naturally gathered together as usual, but then Ron discovered that Hermione actually waved to Neville this time, while he walked straight towards the windbreaker wizard.

Come.

"Can I be a group with you?" she said softly, "If you agree, I will go get the practice materials."

The next moment, Hermione nodded when she saw the other party, without showing the slightest rejection.

Not long after, Hermione received a large piece of strange stuff with strange colors and messy textures from the podium, and placed it on the table.

This is just a classroom exercise. Although N.E.W.Ts courses are not easy, for Miss Know-It-All, the difficulty is not very high.

Therefore, her purpose was not in the subject from the beginning, and she never even thought of using this exercise to test the mysterious windbreaker wizard - even though her behavior seemed to have some meaning in it.

"Please forgive me for asking, why are you not with Maka this afternoon like you were the other day?"

It can be heard from Hermione's tone that she still maintains a certain degree of respect and distance from this strange wizard. After all, this is a wizard who can often walk with Maka. No matter how you think about it, he is not a wizard.

An insignificant person.

"Ahem..." The other party then coughed twice, "Mr. McClain has some personal matters this afternoon, so if it's inconvenient, he can take me with him."

"Private matter?" Hermione listened and thought to herself, "Didn't he say what the specific matter was?"

"No."

The windbreaker wizard said silently in his hoarse voice.

At this time, Hermione wanted to ask something more, but she heard Professor McGonagall behind the podium say:

"Each group has received the exercise materials, so in the next twenty minutes, please follow the various analytical formulas in the book to successfully convert high-complex substances into single substances of equal mass. The student who spent the least time,

You can get 5 college points for your college—so, start now!"

After listening to Professor McGonagall's words, Hermione did not immediately take out her wand and start casting the transfiguration spell. Instead, while flipping through the pages of the textbook at random, she suddenly asked:

"Excuse me... how much do you like class?" (To be continued)