When the teachers and students at Hogwarts saw Maka, who announced her departure from Hogwarts at the Quidditch World Cup finals, suddenly appeared, almost everyone was stunned.
Not to mention Maka falling from the sky by stepping on a wooden plank, just the fact that he came from that big ship gave many people a bad premonition.
Ron and Harry almost wanted to rush up to him and ask him what happened? Although Hermione made a seemingly reasonable guess, no amount of guessing was as good as Maka telling them herself!
However, Hermione grabbed them both to prevent them from causing trouble on such an important occasion.
Most of the students were in a commotion, but the Beauxbatons people were very confused about this.
Maka ignored his former classmates and walked directly to Dumbledore and Madam Maxime, greeting them calmly.
"Professor Dumbledore, we meet again." Maca nodded coldly towards Dumbledore, and then looked to his side, "You must be Mrs. Maxim... I have always admired Beauxbatons. Elegance in life and rigor in the study of magic. I think those are the excellent qualities that every wizard should possess."
A calm smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to Madame Maxime quite formally.
In fact, although Madame Maxime was very large, her appearance and body proportions were not stout. If you take a closer look, you will find that she has a handsome face and a pair of big black eyes.
It can be said that Madame Maxime can be regarded as an enlarged version of a beautiful woman.
"Hello, child... are you a student of Durmstrang?" Mrs. Maxim nodded implicitly and asked with a wink.
"Oh, yes, madam." Maka pointed to the docking ship in the distance, "Principal Karkaroff is not in good health recently because he is busy with school affairs. He may not be able to come here until later..."
"Really? This is really a pity, then this time-"
"Please rest assured, Madam, that before departure, the principal has entrusted Professor Nils Olson to act as the acting supervisor of relevant affairs, and the Triwizard Tournament will continue as normal."
On the side, Dumbledore, who was ignored by Maka, just looked at him silently without showing any expression.
Standing at the back was Moody, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, observing them secretly. The prosthetic eye in his eye socket kept spinning.
Soon after, Durmstrang's students, led by Professor Orson, lined up in front of the castle. It can be seen that these students look very strong because they are all wearing thick cloaks to keep out the cold.
"Dumbledore, let me think about it, how long has it been since we last met -"
It seemed that Orson and Dumbledore were old acquaintances. After they greeted each other, they chatted familiarly. After a while, Dumbledore warmly invited everyone into the auditorium.
"Oh-that's Krum!"
Ron has been extremely passionate about Quidditch since he was a child. At this moment, he just saw the powerful seeker of the Bulgarian team walking at the front of Durmstrang's team.
At this time, the students of Hogwarts were lining up the stone steps behind Durmstrum's delegation.
"I can't believe it!" said Ron in a shocked tone. "It's Krum, Harry! Viktor Krum!"
"For God's sake, Ron, he's just a Quidditch player." Hermione said, looking at Maka's back again, and whispered in a low voice, "Besides, he Obviously not as powerful as Maka. Didn’t everyone see it in the World Cup final? Maka caught the Golden Snitch in one fell swoop... "
"Just a Quidditch player?" Ron looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Hermione! He is one of the best seekers in the world! I didn't expect him to be one of the best seekers in the world!" A student!"
As they walked through the halls and toward the Great Hall again with the other students at Hogwarts, several sixth-year girls beside them were rummaging frantically for something in their pockets as they walked -
"Oh, I can't believe it, I don't have a quill on me -"
"Do you think he would sign my hat with lipstick?"
"How about letting McClane introduce me to Krum? It's okay to be a friend!"
"Oh—McLean is becoming more and more handsome, I like being younger!"
"Yes! Yes! McClane and Krum - oh! Merlin's up - I don't even know how to choose!"
The focus of fans is extremely powerful. In their eyes, even Maka's behavior of causing a scene in the World Cup finals is full of rebellious charm.
"That's ridiculous!" Hermione said arrogantly, walking past the chattering girls without looking back.
"I'd like to get his signed picture if possible," said Ron. "You didn't bring your quill, did you, Harry?"
"No, they're all in my bag upstairs." Harry said.
They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down.
"Hey, Krum, it seems that many girls are very fond of you!" Maka walked in and patted Krum on the elbow.
Krum shook his head steadily, and was about to say something, but when he turned his head, he saw Hermione walking towards the Gryffindor table with a proud look on her face.
"Hmm... That sounds pretty good." He paused and said seriously, "It's always a good thing to be popular."
While they were chatting casually, Maka naturally led the team to the Gryffindor table; while the Beauxbatons classmates had already chosen seats at the Ravenclaw table.
"Ha! The people from Durmstrang are here!" Ron looked very excited. He clenched his fists happily, "Good job, Maka!"
However, Maka just motioned for Krum and the others to sit down, while he walked towards Slytherin.
"If you don't mind, sign it for them! I think they'll like it."
He and Krum said this before leaving.
At this moment, the enthusiastic little lions of Gryffindor House were so happy that they were all looking at Durmstrang's classmates excitedly.
On the long table in Gryffindor House, Hermione was the only one looking at Maka's back with an unhappy expression. When she saw clearly what Maka was doing in Slytherin, she turned her head to the side angrily.
"Willie, didn't you take a break from school this year?"
At the end of the Slytherin table, the insignificant little girl was silently flipping through her notebook.
When she heard Maka's voice, she raised her head, revealing her delicate face that had been blocked by the wide brim of her hat.
"You can come this year," she said quietly.
At this time, a Slytherin girl sitting next to her stood up. Seeing Maka looking towards her, she quickly shrank her head and nodded, and then walked quickly to another location.
Maka shrugged indifferently and sat down in the vacant seat.
"So have you been in school all this time? Have the flowers bloomed?" He looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table and asked casually.
Willy shook her head, then nodded.
"The flowers bloomed..." she said, "I went back and came again."
"The flowers are blooming? What's the specific situation?" After hearing this, Maka immediately turned her head.
But Weili didn't speak. She just flipped through the notes in her hand, then reached out and handed it over.
That is all the detailed records related to the "Mysterious Crystal Flower" since Maka was taken to the Ministry of Magic. And Willie not only wrote down the data when the flowers bloomed, but also wrote down a lot of her own conjectures and research.
It can be said that some of these applications have given research even Maca a nod.
"It's a good guess, it's worth trying..." Maka flipped through the pages carefully, not even hearing Dumbledore's announcement of the start of the banquet.
After he read all the content written down by Weili above, he looked at Weili again as if he suddenly thought of something.
"... Speaking of which, how did you solve the powerful hallucinogenic effect of the 'Mystery Crystal Flower'?" He couldn't help but ask, "Did Professor Sprout come up with any good ideas?"
Willie shook her head expressionlessly. She opened her mouth, but did not speak out the words.
Seeing this, Maka seemed to understand something and nodded: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. You don't have to think too much. I don't have to know."
This may have been solved by Willy herself, and the method she used is probably a secret. If it could be said, he believed that Willy would tell him directly, but now Willy didn't say it.
Obviously, this secret may be an unspeakable secret for Willy - at least Willy thinks that she cannot share this secret with him yet.
Everyone has their own secrets, take Maka for example, he has too many secrets hidden in him. Moreover, most of them cannot be shared—not with anyone.
"Let's eat! I happen to be a little hungry too." He said as he filled a bowl of French fish soup from a large plate on the table. "Willy, do you want a bowl too?"
The dishes at today's dinner seemed to have made the house elves in the kitchen try their best. Those sumptuous dishes were more exquisite than any banquet that Maka had eaten in the past, and the dishes were even more diverse, many of which were from other countries.
Tonight, although there were only less than twenty students here, it was obviously much more crowded than usual. Probably because the eye-catching uniforms of the other two schools stand out compared to the black robes of Hogwarts.
At this moment, Durmstrang's students had all taken off their cloaks, revealing the blood-red robes they were wearing underneath.
"Maka...are you not going back to Hogwarts...?"
Willie suddenly reached out and gently pulled Maka's sleeve.