It was another early morning, and the halls of Hogwarts were filled with the aroma of various breakfasts.
Speaking of which, since the beginning of this semester, everyone has been living in a down-to-earth study routine every day. From the delicious breakfast that wakes up the body, to finishing homework and going back to the dormitory to fall asleep, everything seems ordinary but extremely fulfilling.
As for the days like the past few years, when some strange events happened almost every year, it seemed that they suddenly became memories for everyone.
Is it because of Maka's temporary departure
No, don't think of people as if they were born with a constitution that attracts trouble. After all, ever since he picked up the "Scroll of Truth" from Rowena's secret room, he was destined to get into trouble on his own.
However, as this school has been marked too many times by "Maka McClain", trouble will eventually come to its door... even if he is no longer here.
With a flapping sound of wings, the owls flew in from outside carrying various packages and letters as usual, and dropped the items towards the recipients.
Among the owls that came in one after another, one broke away from most of its companions who were sitting at the dean's table of the four universities, and flew straight to the faculty table.
"Oh! Leah, it's you!"
As soon as he saw the gray-white owl flying towards him, Professor Sinister, who was sitting on the right side of the faculty chair, immediately waved to it happily.
Slughorn, who was sitting in a seat next to her, saw this and said curiously:
"Aurora, did you also buy an owl as a pet? I remember you always used the school's barn owl, right?"
"Ah, yes." Sinista said with a smile as he took the envelope from under the owl's beak, "But I didn't buy it for myself, but for my family..."
"Oh, that's it!"
Slughorn, an enthusiastic old bald man, suddenly seemed to have thought of something and nodded repeatedly.
"You just found your family not long ago, right? In fact, I heard about it too - I really congratulate you! To be honest, you have been alone all these years, and as your former teacher, I can't help but I feel distressed... Is it your father who sent you a message? Or is it your Muggle brother who has just awakened his magic power recently? "
This old man has always been very shameless, and he would chatter non-stop next to Sinista. But Sinista had already taken out the letter and read it intently, barely listening to a word of the nonsense he said.
After a while, Sinistra turned his head slightly after finishing reading the letter. Slughorn thought she was going to speak to him, but what he didn't expect was that Sinistra turned around and looked at the seat in the middle of the staff table.
"Professor McGonagall, please read this letter. My father wants to see Maka for something."
After saying that, she took out her wand and let the refolded letter gently float over Slughorn's head towards McGonagall.
"oh?"
Mag reached out to catch the letter, unfolded it and read it silently for a while, then suddenly said:
"Okay, I understand—I'll go deliver the letter after breakfast."
Seeing the letter floating in front of him again, Slughorn felt a little itchy and couldn't help but tilted his neck and whispered:
"Aurora, what's going on?"
For Slughorn, a bald and fat old man, Sinistra, who has a relatively honest temper, actually respects him very much. After all, this old professor who is about the same age as Dumbledore has always been very kind to his students... even if her His grades in Potions were never very good.
Unfortunately…
"Sorry, Professor Slughorn," Sinistra smiled and replied softly, "This matter is confidential. In fact, I don't know much... Moreover, both Maka and the principal have asked that it be kept confidential. .”
"Oh! What on earth is it? After hearing you say that, I want to know more and more!"
However, even until the end, the fat old man could not get any useful words from Sinista.
But thanks to his turning back and forth between McGonagall and Sinistra just now, Hermione, who was sitting below, noticed the thin piece of letter paper floating over and back again.
"A letter from old Mr. Victor to Professor Sinistra, right?"
At the Gryffindor table, Hermione looked at Sinistra over at the staff table, who was smiling and rereading letters from home, and was secretly happy for him.
While at St. Mungo's, she first learned about Sinista's sad family past from Sirius, and then witnessed the reconstruction of a broken family.
For a child like Hermione who has lived in a happy family since she was a child, this is undoubtedly a deep feeling.
While sincerely blessing Professor Sinistra, she was used to thinking, but she subconsciously had some doubts about the scene she just saw.
"Then... why did you hand the letter to Professor McGonagall? Do you want to share with others the happiness that comes from all the hardships?"
If this is the case, then it seems a bit deliberate to send Professor McGonagall who is sitting in the middle of the staff table with a levitating spell.
Compared to Professor McGonagall, it seemed more normal to share one's joy with Slughorn, who was right next to him, or with Sprout, with whom he had a very good relationship.
Of course, in the final analysis, this is just Hermione's own conjecture. Maybe it wasn't a letter from Professor Sinistra's house from the beginning
Hermione, who had not thought of going to Maka all the way, quickly put the content of her random guesses behind her mind and continued to lower her head and read today's "Daily Prophet".
After a while, she folded the newspaper and put it aside, took a sip of juice and then muttered:
"Another boring piece of news... Isn't there any more specific information about the situation in the magical world in Africa? It's better to read Rita Skeeter's manuscript. At least she can edit more just by editing. Some content comes out..."
Ron, who was sitting opposite, heard her say this and glanced here with some surprise - the Hermione who used to be extremely serious about everything would not say such a thing.
"...It turns out that everyone is changing little by little!"
But Ron didn't realize that in terms of personality alone, he was the one who changed the most among everyone here.
…
This morning, Hermione's first and second classes were Potions class.
Slughorn's classes are still very interesting. Even the difficult NEWTs courses will become relatively easier under his teaching.
At the end of two consecutive classes, no one felt as tired as they did in Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They picked up their book bags and headed to their next classroom.
"Isn't it time to learn variable deformation today? I have no problem with reducing the amount, but how should I do the increment..."
Listening to Ron muttering beside him, Hermione could actually understand his headache - because of Maka's information on Charms, all the RA members had good grades, but only a small part of the transformations were included. learning content.
As a difficult subject that partially overlaps with Charms, everyone has already tasted the sweetness of having Maka's written guidance with the help of those materials.
But now in sixth grade, there are fewer and fewer overlapping parts.
Hermione herself was fine. With her understanding, she could quickly find the theoretical direction for learning and improvement with only the help of Professor McGonagall's lectures and books.
But for students like Ron, who can barely keep up, learning is quite difficult.
What's even more unfortunate is that now, NEWTs-level theoretical content can no longer be learned with the help of others. Even if Hermione was willing to help, those complex theories and diagrams were not so easy to interpret in simpler ways.
Glancing at Ron with a helpless look, Hermione took the lead into the Transfiguration classroom on the first floor.
A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall came to the front of the classroom and announced the start of the class with the bell ringing.
"Yesterday we finished talking about human body deformation, so today we will talk about variable deformation."
"Variable transformation, also known as 'large variable transformation', refers to an advanced transformation that allows smaller living or non-living bodies to significantly increase or decrease the total amount of matter to achieve the purpose of becoming larger or smaller as a whole. The application of techniques…”
Professor McGonagall's classes, like her character, always seemed serious. The high theoretical literacy and meticulous academic attitude also make this already difficult course even more difficult to understand.
However, after teaching students for so many years, she naturally knew that the later theory was quite boring.
Therefore, she often uses a variety of practical methods to let the little wizards experience the fun and changes.
It was the same today. After explaining the basic written theory, she planned to cast a reduction and transformation spell on a few students who usually had poor grades to let them feel the mystery.
But at this moment, an owl suddenly flew out of the window and landed on the window sill outside, pecking the window glass twice.
"Um?"
Turning around to look, Mag immediately said:
"Dear students, please first recall the vanishing curse theory we learned last semester, and read the analytical paragraphs in the textbook several times."
After saying that, she quickly walked over, opened the window, and took out the note from the mailbox at the owl's feet.
However, after just opening it for a moment, her expression changed.
"What's going on? Is it a note from the Order of the Phoenix... What's written on it?"
Even the smallest change in expression could not escape Hermione's meticulous observation.
Because she knew that Professor McGonagall rarely received letters from owls in class. Usually, they were sent directly to the principal's office and Charlotte, her assistant, collected them on her behalf.
Somehow, she suddenly remembered those random thoughts she had in the auditorium that morning.