"...Are you ready?"
"oh-"
"I'm asking you, are you ready?"
"Oh oh oh—"
"Damn it, are you all just imbecile trolls shouting 'oh oh' down there?"
"Yes!!!"
"Then dance your fat bodies and dance to our music!"
In the auditorium of Hogwarts Castle, the vertical and horizontal flashing lights are flying and dancing on the stage. A group of girls dressed with a sense of unrestrainedness are constantly stirring up the emotions of the audience.
Most of them wore black robes that were deliberately torn and torn. Except for the lead singer in the middle, the other members had various musical instruments beside them.
Just by listening to the beginning of this song, you can feel that they are preaching from the heart a feeling of youth released from rebellion.
This is the Weird Sisters, a band at the forefront of today's wizarding world①.
"oh-"
Just as everyone in the audience was screaming loudly along with them, the avant-garde girls on the stage also played the first note of today's special performance. The effect of the amplification spell caused the shocking unison to drown out the entire audience. hall.
And at the very next second, the girl who was the lead singer of the band suddenly raised her hand, with a sweet and hysterical voice that penetrated the eardrums of the fans -
"?Even if it's as stupid as a troll~?"
"?Then let's rock out too!?"
"?Twirling and swaying like a crazy elf~?"
"? Jump out of the stage of life!?"
“?Follow the unicorn and get yourself high~?”
“?It’s so exciting even until the sunset!?”
"?Come and learn from the indulgent cannibal monster!! Harmful!!?"
"?You can dance like a hippogriff...?"
Maka didn't know who wrote these lyrics, but just listening to their rock performance, it was really good. He stood in the corner of the auditorium, looking at the crowds of people on and off the stage. After enjoying the madness for a while, he turned and left the chaos and noise.
Of course, it wasn't the Weird Sisters' performance that he enjoyed - to be honest, the weird music wasn't really to his taste. What he enjoyed was the energy emanating from the audience.
During this period of time, Maka actually needs encouragement from others, even if it is the kind of encouragement that was inadvertently passed on to him just now.
"Hmm... the lyrics sound really tacky..."
He shook his head, chuckled and walked away.
…
In fact, it was almost noon now.
The morning just passed like a rushing stream. Many activities were opened one after another, causing the little wizards to rush around and run around on campus and in the castle.
Coupled with the arrival of some invited wizards from outside the school, Hogwarts immediately became extremely lively.
As if in the blink of an eye, the four long tables originally placed in the auditorium were placed on the open space at the entrance of the castle, and an outdoor buffet lunch began.
"...Neville? What's wrong with your leg?"
Harry, who had just arrived here and planned to fill his stomach before continuing shopping, suddenly spotted Neville not far away.
It can be seen that Neville is standing next to a Christmas tree with a stiff expression at this moment, and Hannah, a classmate of Hufflepuff College, is beside him, extending her hand to support him.
"Oh, no, it's nothing... It's just that there may be some sequelae..."
Neville was about to pass him by casually, but unexpectedly Hannah, who was even more careless than him, waved her hand.
"Harry -" she said cheerfully, "I tell you, Neville was so brave this morning! He defeated a dementor wearing a Santa hat by himself! Well, it seems that he was photographed The coldness of the spirit monster froze my legs, and it hasn’t recovered yet... "
"Dementors?" Harry said suddenly, "Oh, have you also gone to the 'Dark Magic Corridor'? But... will the coldness of the dementors frostbite your legs... Neville, I suggest you the best Let's go to the school hospital and let Madam Pomfrey take a look!"
But before Neville could answer, Hannah said first:
"No, we have been to the school hospital, but Madam Pomfrey said that Neville was frightened like this - how can you think this is possible! Neville defeated the Dementor with the Patronus Charm!"
She seemed a little unhappy as she spoke, as if she was saying Madam Pomfrey was a big liar.
As for Neville, the person involved, he had moved his gaze to a distance now, pretending to look at the scenery.
"Madam Pomfrey can't go wrong, right? And Neville -"
"Ahem."
Harry was trying to express his point of view in an unusually forthright manner, but was interrupted by a dry cough from Ron, who had never intended to get involved.
"Yes, Neville will be fine. Oh, let's go get something to eat first, we're almost starving..."
After that, Ron dragged Harry towards the long table filled with food.
"Harry, I thought you would be more sensitive emotionally when you have our Ginny... Don't you see it? Neville likes Hannah!"
"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this. How did you know?" Harry asked in surprise, "And, what does this have to do with his frozen legs?"
Ron glanced at him helplessly, really not wanting to say anything more.
"Anyway, don't disturb them..."
"Who are you disturbing?" Hermione's voice suddenly came from behind, "Huh? Ron, are you in a better mood than this morning?"
As she spoke, she passed by the two of them and went to the long table to pour some hot cocoa and drink it in a gulp.
The food here is prepared by the house elves in the kitchen, and whenever someone takes something away, the elves will immediately replenish it. As long as the reserved ingredients are not used up, there is an unlimited supply of these meals.
After warming her slightly cold body, she picked up the hot cocoa pot again and poured herself another cup.
After Ron heard her asking, he also walked over, grabbed the dinner plate and started filling it with meatloaf and vegetable salad.
"As long as that matter is not over, my mood will not be better no matter how good it is." He said slightly weakly, "What's more, there is still that Christmas gift..."
"Speaking of which, what did that boy give you?" Hermione asked curiously.
But Ron just chewed the purple cabbage shreds with big mouthfuls. The slightly bitter taste spread on the back of his tongue, and even the sweet salad dressing couldn't wash it away.
at this time…
"Boom—"
There was a sudden loud noise from the castle upstairs, and at the same time, many bits and pieces flew out of a window in an instant.
"Bang! Crash—"
One of the objects landed accurately on the long table, smashing a lot of food and tableware, and splashing all over many wizards standing at the table.
Hermione quickly took a closer look and saw that it was actually a bent copper pipe.
"What's going on here?"
The sky near the dining table is enchanted, so that the snowflakes still flying in the air will not fall on the food. But it was no problem for that layer of barrier to block the snow, but it was obviously a bit difficult to block the copper pipe falling from the sky.
"Where did it fall?"
She raised her neck and glanced doubtfully for a few times. When she thought of the loud explosion-like sound just now, she was really worried that something serious had happened.
However, just when she was about to go to the castle to check it out, a head suddenly stuck out from a certain window.
"It was just a small accident. Professor Bubaji asked me to say sorry on her behalf - oh, no one was injured, right?"
Hermione was shocked to find that the head sticking out of the window was actually Luna - although she was a little far away, with her long, soft, light golden hair and that ethereal voice, it was definitely her!
"Professor Bubbaji?" She couldn't help but wonder, "Are you still preparing for the event... Speaking of which, it seems that the Christmas activities of Muggle Studies are not open yet..."
In fact, the explosion just now really shocked many people. Fortunately, everyone seemed to be lucky, and those falling objects did not seem to hurt anyone.
Not long after, some of the little wizards who were full put down their tableware and left, looking for items they had not played in the morning to continue having fun.
Only a few people, such as Hermione, still did not participate. Even before the Christmas activities, she seemed very happy, but she still did not shake her daily study habits.
Only during a little rest time, she would go shopping around, everything seemed very organized.
It wasn't until the evening that she finally put down the book in her hand and announced that today's study was over.
However, when she subconsciously walked around the campus, she discovered something—it seemed like she couldn't find Maka again
…
"Click."
Another curved stone slab was arranged where it should be, and the grooves engraved on it were aligned with the other surrounding stone slabs one by one, without even a slight gap appearing.
While controlling the slates to be arranged in order, Maka observed the whole to avoid spelling the wrong place.
He is currently at the top of the Black Stone Fortress in Azkaban, splicing together the stone slabs that he recently spent a lot of time trimming and carving. As the stone slabs engraved with lines and runes are carefully arranged, a formation of astonishing scale and complexity is about to be completed on this platform.
And just at the edge of the high platform not far away, Old Youn was sitting in his wheelchair, watching Maka's slate splicing work without saying a word.
He provided a large amount of data to support this formation. He has spent many years working on those seemingly simple numbers.
It is foreseeable that in the near future, the results of their efforts will be revealed.
"Even in ancient times, there were few wizards who could bring disaster stars to the world... To be honest, I can't wait..."
Suddenly, Old Eun said softly, but he didn't know whether it was the meteorite or something else he couldn't wait for...