"It has to do with personality?" Harry asked curiously, "Then what kind of personality does my Patronus represent?"
"Smart? Smart? Gentle?" Hermione guessed.
Ron also came up and said: "I heard that male deer can fight with their antlers, but they usually look very docile - maybe that means that you usually look docile, but you are very wild at heart!"
Harry turned his head and asked Maka: "What do you think?"
Maka shrugged and said, "I think Ron said it right, but I have a better word - 'Man show'."
"What does that mean?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well, you can understand it as 'secret yet elegant sexy'." Maka patted Harry on the shoulder, then turned and walked out the door, "This special spells class during the Christmas vacation is That’s it for now, it’s up to you to practice more.”
"Hey, Maka!" Hermione called him, "There's a Christmas dinner tomorrow at noon, and I thought—"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I have some reservations tomorrow, so I'm really sorry." Maka turned around and said, "My roommate, you know, Ernie MacMillan, he invited me to attend the Christmas party held by his family - I think it will take all day. So..."
"Okay, um, then..." Hermione pursed her lips and her tone sounded a little lower, "Then I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance."
"Oh! Are you going to have a big dinner?" Ron and Harry didn't feel anything at all. They just looked at him with a little envy and said, "That sounds really good..."
Maka waved at them and quickly disappeared around the corner.
…
The next morning, Marka deliberately chose a more formal dress.
This was something he had prepared when he planned to hold a graduates' farewell party last time. Although he didn't need to dress so formally that time, once he chose to enter the social circle, he had to make some preparations.
No, it will come in handy soon.
The MacMillan family is one of the twenty-eight sacred families in the British wizarding world. Although this name sounds very earthy, its meaning cannot be ignored.
Of course, this is all in the past.
Nowadays, among the twenty-eight pure-blood families, almost all of them are no longer what they used to be. For example, Neville's Longbottom family, and Voldemort's Gaunt family.
And, of course, there's the Black family.
There is an old saying in Britain, the so-called "A bad bush is better than the open field."②. At least there are a few pure-blood families that are maintaining well, such as Ernie's MacMillan family. That's one of them.
By the way, Maka went through the fireplace in Hogsmeade.
"I have no idea why my Apparition always goes wrong..." Maka shook her head, then dove into the fireplace, "McMillan's house."
Bang!
Tyrande looked at the magical flames faintly coming out of his fireplace, coughing and laughing at the same time.
"Ahem... I renovated the structure, and it's much better..."
But Tyrande didn't know that just now, the green flames generated when Maka used Floo powder sprayed directly out of his chimney, catching several jackdaws who were looking into the chimney. Went to Ernie's house...
When Maka walked out of Ernie's fireplace, the unlucky jackdaws fell out of the chimney together and rolled all the way to the center of the living room.
"Oh, is this the Christmas gift you gave me?" Ernie stood up from the table and looked curiously at the jackdaws that were getting up in the room.
Maka looked back at the fireplace, also looking confused.
"No, I think... maybe they just want to hitch a ride or something." He spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know exactly.
"Okay! Anyway, you are welcome to come to my house." Ernie waved to him, "Have you had breakfast? Do you mind a glass of milk?"
At this time, the man sitting in the main seat stood up.
"Are you Mr. MacLean?" he said politely, "We always hear Ernie talking about you. To be honest, you are much better than Ernie."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. MacMillan." Maka gave him a slight salute, "Ernie often helps me, and sometimes brings me some midnight snacks - you should know that the kitchen is in the Hufflepuff Common Room. Next to the room."
"Haha, yes, of course!" Ernie's father nodded and said, "I was also a Hufflepuff, and I always went to the kitchen to find food... In fact, Ernie knew this from me before he entered school. Where is the kitchen?"
"This is really a memorable parent-child story." Maka said, walking over and sitting next to Ernie, "Just like Ernie told me before, you are a gentle father."
"Did he really say that?" Ernie's father looked at Ernie with disbelief.
"Hey, Dad! Forget it if you don't believe it!" Ernie poured a glass of milk for Maka and put it in front of him. "Stop talking about this, come and try this - it's produced on our farm."
The MacMillan family's Christmas banquet will start at noon, and there will be many guests. In the afternoon, there will be a tea party and some random small activities, where the guests can freely participate and spend time.
But the highlight is the dance in the evening, when more pure-blood families will come to participate. According to Ernie, it will be very lively.
"The Yule Ball is rotated every year by several close families, but I don't like it very much - it always makes people very reserved." Ernie curled his lips and said, "But it will show the glory of our family, that's all I quite like it!”
Soon, guests arrived one after another.
Here we have to talk about the McMillan family mansion.
Although the various layouts are very low-key, they cannot conceal their essence, which is one word - big!
This is a three-story mansion, not many floors, but very spacious. As far as the living room is concerned, it is almost half the size of the Hogwarts Great Hall.
You know, Hogwarts is a castle.
Of course, as far as residence is concerned, Makar has even seen the castle of Blois owned by Willie. In comparison, such a large place seems to be nothing at all.
Maka straightened her clothes, readjusted the position of her tie, and then followed suit.
The purpose of his visit this time was more to socialize, especially with those ancient pure-blood families. After all, no matter how declining those families are, they still occupy a dominant position in today's magical world.
And their presence is indispensable in his plan.
Just as he was smiling and skillfully greeting the crowd, Ernie suddenly came over with a little girl—Hannah Abbott.
"Maka, Hannah is here too—" he said, "Don't join in the fun here. How about we go to the backyard and play with broomsticks for a while?"
"Flying broomstick? Now?" Maka was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, of course!" Ernie said with a smile, "Hannah always said she liked to see you riding on the broomstick, it's so cool!"
"No, no... I didn't say that..." Hannah blushed, "Hello, McClain..."
"Oh, hello." Maka nodded and looked back at the crowd, "Then let's go fly for a while."
"That's right, let's fly for a while! The weather is so nice today... It just so happens that Layla is here too," Ernie was saying when he suddenly called out the door, "Leila, here it is!"
Maka then looked back, only to see a little girl who looked even more reckless than Hannah running towards here.
Did she bump into one or two people and have to stop and apologize every time. The distance of just over ten meters made her walk for several minutes.
"...Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...right-"
Just when she walked up to Maka, she turned around while apologizing and bumped into Maka's chest.
"Yeah - I'm sorry!"
"If you could just look in the direction you're walking in, you wouldn't have to say sorry so much..." Maka said after helping her up.
"Hey, Ernie is calling me!" She said, glanced at Maka, and then whispered, "Oh! Aren't you that... um, McLegen!"
"It's MacLean!" Ernie whispered.
"Oh! I'm sorry—McLeggan," she apologized again.
"Well, although you are very polite, don't you think it's still the wrong name?" Maka shrugged.
"Really?" She stuck out her tongue, "Well... I'm sorry!"
McLeggan, let’s be McLeggan! Anyway, Maka doesn't care much about her last name, so it's not a big deal if it's crossed.
"Then let's go to the backyard! The broomstick is waiting for us!" Ernie said excitedly.
"I like flying broomsticks!" The little girl also followed, "Then let's go! Um...McLegan?"
Hearing this, Maka could only spread her hands and said: "Yes, my name is McLegen... let's go!"
Although it is indeed important to deal with those wizard families, there are many angles to approach. To be honest, rather than talking nonsense with adult wizards, it is a good way to make more friends with young wizards.
…
While Maka was busy with her plans, Harry and Ron were opening their Christmas gifts this year...
"Mum gave me another hooded leather coat... another maroon one! Let's see if you got one too?" Ron turned around and asked.
Harry had one too, and Mrs. Weasley gave him a scarlet hooded leather coat with a Gryffindor lion knitted on the front, a dozen home-baked mince pies, some Christmas pastries and a box of crunchy peanut flake candies.
He looked at it happily for a while and then removed the things. Then, he saw a large, slender package and an inconspicuous small package underneath.
"What's that?" Ron asked curiously, holding a pair of maroon socks in his hand and looking at the big one.
"I don't know." Harry shook his head and stretched out his hand.