"Malfoy lied to you," Hermione said to Harry. "You understand, don't you? He had no intention of meeting you there - Filch knew someone was going to the trophy room, and Malfoy must have tipped him off. information!"
Harry thought Hermione might be right, but he clearly didn't want to agree with her.
"Let's go." Harry turned around and said.
However, things are not that simple.
They had just walked about ten steps when they heard the knob of a door rattle, and something jumped out of a classroom in front of them.
That's Peeves! When he saw them, he screamed with joy.
"Shut up, Peeves! Please, you will get us expelled." Ron said with a grimace.
Peeves chuckled, not caring what Ron was saying.
"Annoying freshmen, wandering around in the middle of the night. Tut, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty, you will be arrested." It imitated the Sorting Hat and said in a strange accent.
"Peeves, do you want to know where the silver blood on Bloody Baron's body came from?" Maka looked at it for a while and suddenly said.
"Huh?" Peeves was startled when he heard the name, clearly showing a hint of timidity, "How, how did it come about?"
"Hey, let me tell you, Barrow always liked eating monsters when he was alive, and he did so even after his death..." Maka's face suddenly became very gloomy, and her tone of voice was also very long, looking a bit spooky. .
"I just saw him passing by that way, did you see him?"
"Oh no-"
Peeves screamed and ran through the wall with a whoosh.
"Oh, Maka, you're so cool!" Ron said, and Harry and Neville nodded in agreement.
"Ghosts?" Hermione was a little surprised, "What does this have to do with Peeves? Isn't it a ghost?"
"I asked Bloody Barrow - Peeves is a poltergeist, not a ghost." Maka shook her head, "It can touch entities, and ordinary ghosts can't do this."
"You talked to Bloody Barrow! He looks scary, doesn't he?" Ron said in surprise.
Maka shook her head again, and while beckoning everyone to start walking, she explained casually: "Bloody Barrow is a nice guy, don't be frightened by his appearance. He has always been loyal to Hogwarts, both before and after his death." That’s right. Alaho hole opens!”
The others were distracted by his sudden action of taking out his wand and chanting a spell. When they came back to their senses, they found that they had reached the end of the corridor unknowingly.
"First find a place to hide, at least avoid Feier first..." Maka said and stopped.
"What's wrong, why don't you go in?" Ron asked in a low voice.
"...I think," Maka stepped back, he turned his head and smiled awkwardly, "it might be a better choice for us to meet Filch."
Maka closed the door again with a bang, and a deafening roar immediately came from inside.
"What a big dog." Harry seemed to glance at the door before it closed.
"Yes, a dog with three heads." Maka spread her hands and immediately said, "Run!"
As if cooperating with Maka's words, the door panel shook violently, and the big dog must have been banging against it crazily inside.
They came back into the corridor and ran, literally running. Filch must have been busy looking for them elsewhere, for they saw no sign of him, much less cared about it - they were just trying to get as far away from the monster as possible.
Harry and his friends stopped in front of the Fat Lady's portrait on the eighth floor, only to find that Maka had disappeared.
"I saw him running downstairs, probably back to Hufflepuff's dormitory." Hermione gasped.
In fact, Maka didn't go back to the dormitory directly, but went to the Hogwarts kitchen to get something to eat - he didn't eat much for dinner, so running back and forth now, it felt really a bit... My son is hungry.
…
For Maka now, "rest" is a very luxurious act, because he always feels that there is not enough time.
After her night out at Hogwarts with Harry and the others, Maka threw herself back into study and research. Not only Potions, but also the progress of other subjects cannot be too slow, at least not until they reach a level where they are not afraid of actual combat.
After all, there is a Voldemort watching in the dark! He didn't want to be unable to escape and protect himself when the Death Eater army attacked.
After the invisibility potion is prepared, he will break into the forbidden book area at night. If possible, he would also like to study the so-called "black magic" to see how it is essentially different from other magic.
Time always passes quietly inadvertently, and when you look back, you realize that a lot of changes have taken place around you.
He didn't find out until Maka met the mysterious Slytherin girl in the library on Halloween eve. Before he knew it, he had spent almost two months at Hogwarts.
"Excuse me, do you know where the books on 'How to grow shriveled figs' are kept."
Another flat tone without any ups and downs, another almost the same question as last time, and again standing behind Maka. This made Maka look at the girl speechlessly. After a while, he took out a book from the large number of books stacked in front of him and placed it in front of the seat next to him.
"I just have it here, you can sit down and read it." Maka suggested softly.
To Maka's surprise, the girl obediently pulled out the armchair, put down the notebook in her hand, and sat down quietly next to Maka. He thought this girl never listened to what others said!
After a while, Maka watched the girl flipping through the thick book back and forth, holding a light green quill pen in her right hand, but not even a word was written in the notebook.
"Is there any difficulty?" Maka couldn't help but ask.
"There are too many steps and too many words. I don't know where to start." The girl raised her head and said seriously.
This was the first time Maka could clearly see the appearance of this mysterious girl—the big round eyes, the petite and exquisite nose, and the delicate skin that was so white that it was almost transparent, all of which declared that she was a very delicate and cute girl. girl.
Well, and the few strands of hair faintly exposed under the brim of the hat, her hair seems to be white, a white that looks extremely unhealthy.
She probably didn't like others to see her hair, so she tucked it all into a pointed hat.
"… Just remember: Shrunk fig, deciduous plant, strong root system, can survive winter. Low water requirements, 1-2 weeks between waterings; medium fertilizer requirements, 3-5 weeks between fertilization, dragon manure is best... "
Maka turned her head and looked at the book, recalling it for a while, then sorted out the contents while speaking out gradually. The girl didn't seem to worry that Maka would remember it wrong, and wrote it down verbatim with a quill.
Maka watched the girl write the last letter and was about to say something when she saw the girl suddenly close the notebook and put the book back on the pile in front of Maka.
Then, under Maka's surprised eyes, he stood up silently and left the library without saying a word.
"—Again?" Maka touched her nose and whispered to herself, "Is it because I am too annoying? Or is it because she doesn't like other people's help? Or is it just that she is too annoying? Too introverted?”
When Maka woke up early the next morning, she smelled the cloyingly sweet smell of roasted pumpkin floating in the corridor. To be honest, Maka didn't like pumpkin. He didn't like any food made from pumpkin. The slippery texture of pumpkin pulp made him feel tired.
After the first class in the morning, Maka walked through the crowded corridors with everyone. The next class was Professor Flitwick's Charms class, and they had to go upstairs.
"... No wonder everyone can't stand her," Maka suddenly heard Ron's voice vaguely in the crowd of people. "To be honest, she is just like a nightmare."
Then, he found a girl bumping into his arms.
"Oh, Merlin! I think this is a bit too sudden. I'm not ready yet...Hermione?" Maka took a closer look and saw that this messy long hair, who could it be if it wasn't Miss Granger
"I think she heard you." Maka heard Harry's voice again, but didn't see where they were.
"Oh, yes, I'm sorry." Hermione didn't seem to realize who she had bumped into.
"Uh, it's okay. I mean, what happened, Hermione?" Maka looked down at her and found that her eyes were red, "Who bullied you?"
"Ah! Maka, no, it's okay..."
Hermione looked up at him and ran away. Maka looked at Hermione who quickly disappeared into the crowd, feeling a little confused - what happened
As the saying goes, "the authorities are obsessed with it." When you are in an environment, you will always overlook something because of the richness and variety of things around you. Until Maka came to the door of the restaurant during dinner today, he overheard the conversation between the two Gryffindor girls.
"…Have you seen Hermione today?"
"I just found Hermione. She kept crying in the girls' bathroom and refused to let anyone comfort her."
Maka suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked at the colorful Halloween decorations in the restaurant, he realized that Quirrell should have already put the troll in by now!
"Third floor? Could it be Myrtle's bathroom?"
Maka thought as she quickly ran back, and didn't feel anything was wrong until she reached the second floor.
"What is Quirrell's purpose... Oh! The Philosopher's Stone!"
In the past two months, Maka has been immersed in the ocean of magic knowledge, and has almost forgotten about the magic stone.
"Then, where can we introduce the troll easily, and where can he avoid the crowd and escape?" Maka calmed down and thought for a moment, and then quickly came to the conclusion that Hermione was in the basement!