"You're back? What about Maca? He didn't come with you? ”

As soon as she saw the trench-clad wizard coming in through the door, Hermione immediately greeted her.

In the hospital room, the others heard Hermione speak, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the door.

"He said he was going back to Hogwarts and picked up Mr. Potter as well," the trench-clad wizard seemed to notice that Ashley was asleep in the hospital bed, so she lowered her voice very softly, "and he told you all to get ready, and tonight, he'll send everyone to the Burrow for the night—"

At this point, she paused for a moment before adding to Hermione:

"Including your parents."

"Oh, no...... He can't do that," Hermione said, taking a half-step back, "Well, I mean, I'll agree to send Mom and Dad to the Burrow, but I'm sure I'll have to stay!" ”

"Yes," the trench-coated wizard nodded, "Mr. McKellen has already guessed that you would say that...... In fact, he wants to respect your opinion, but this time it's different. So, he wants you to make a decision after you have carefully considered your parents' feelings. ”

"How do parents feel...... Is that what he said? Hermione shook her head in disbelief and muttered to herself, "This is really a 'cunning' way of counseling. ”

And when Hermione stood there in silence, Ginny, Ron and the others couldn't help but look at each other speechlessly.

Honestly, they don't know if they're supposed to stay here or not. Because even though they have some ability now, the previous situation shows that the power they can contribute is still quite small.

Therefore, compared to not being here to get in the way and affect Maca's performance, they don't know which option will help Maca more.

Seeing that Hermione was not talking, the trench-robed wizard finally said:

"Anyway, think about it! If you still have any different thoughts after thinking about it, you can talk to him yourself when Maca comes back with Harry. ”

After saying that, she didn't like to talk very much, so she quietly found a place to sit down, picked up a book placed next to her, and flipped through it alone.

Not long after, Ron, who was sitting next to Percy, suddenly whispered:

"A lot of people say that Maca is actually a lot like Professor Dumbledore, but I don't think they have much in common. If it were Professor Dumbledore, he would have been more supportive of the idea we were trying to get involved in...... Uh, I said, don't you think? ”

"I don't think—" Fred shrugged.

"Where is there a teacher who will send his students to death?" George reached out and patted Ron on the shoulder, taking Fred's words.

Hearing George's words, Ron scratched his head at that time.

"Oh," he said with an embarrassed expression, "it seems unlikely that you'll say that......"

At this moment, Ginny, who was sitting not far away, said coldly:

"What Professor Dumbledore is like, I can't say it's very clear...... But look outside! I think the kind of teacher you mentioned George, there still exists. ”

"Oh, okay!" George was stunned for a moment, then spread his hands, "I have to admit that you have a point...... But Professor Dumbledore certainly wasn't—"

"No!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Hermione, who was silent on the side, as if she had thought of something, and turned around and said:

Ron...... Maybe you're right. ”

"That's right?" Ron had been thinking about George's words at this time, and when he heard Hermione speak, he almost subconsciously said, "You mean, Professor Dumbledore, like that Helbo, would send students to death?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Hermione gave him a blank look, "Forget what George said!" I mean, Professor Dumbledore would have wanted us to grow through constant experiences. ”

Before she could finish speaking, Hermione explained:

"Actually, the biggest difference between Professor Dumbledore and Maca back then was that he was very old. And...... It was just my guess, but I kept thinking that he might have been ready for his own death. ”

"However, although the life span of human beings is limited, the difficulties of this world are infinite, and they need to be faced by generations of living people."

At this point, she paused slightly, and then continued:

Of course, Ron's initial statement wasn't entirely true, as there were many similarities between the professor and Maca. You can think back to Professor Dumbledore's youth, when he was able to run and duel Greenwald alone in order to stop him from doing evil, isn't that exactly what Maca has been doing? ”

However, there is always a limit to the power of one person. After Greenwald was finally imprisoned, it took a long time for the International Confederation of Wizards to clean up the mess, and the remnants of Greenwald still caused a lot of harm to the entire European wizarding community. ”

Perhaps at that time, Professor Dumbledore had already understood this. Since then, he has been trying his best to only stand behind the scenes and guide everyone, and even served as the president of the federation himself for a long time. ”

“…… So? ”

Ginny seemed to understand what Hermione was trying to say, but she clearly couldn't grasp the key to it.

"So," Hermione cleared her thoughts, then continued, "everyone knows the current situation - including the meteorite that is about to fall on Hogwarts, including the dark wizards who are causing trouble in London right now, and even the terrifying-sounding 'Demon Summoning' ......"

"Obviously, Maca couldn't have handled so many things at the same time, and that's when he needed help the most so far!"

As she spoke, Hermione shook her head suddenly, and then turned to say:

"And there's one thing I think I've been wrong all along—we're not supposed to be here to help Maca. Think of what Helpo might have done if he had taken over London, and indeed the entire wizarding world in Britain? ”

……

Hermione's thoughts, Maca, of course, are unknown at the moment, because he has just appeared outside the school gate at this time.

Speaking of which, this time the situation had turned rather bad, he didn't even think about letting Harry stay.

Yes, even if he was thinking, Harry might have mastered the Gryffindor Sword and possessed considerable power.

"Harry?"

Navigating the uninhabited grass in the vestibule, Maca hurried into the castle, interrogating the portraits that could be found in the hallways as he learned that Harry had returned to the Room of Requirement.

When he opened the door of the room with requirement, he suddenly found that it was a mess, and the magic dolls used to practice duels were almost all scattered, and various parts were scattered on the ground.

In the middle of the room, Harry himself lay on his back, gasping for air.

"What are you doing here? Do you give yourself rehabilitation? ”

"Maca!"

Hearing the voice of Maca at the door, he climbed up cleanly.

"Oh, thank goodness you're finally back! I'm telling you—"

"Don't talk about it yet," Maca beckoned to him as she stepped over the lap of a doll that had fallen on the doorway, "go clean up, and we'll go!" ”

Harry was stunned.

"Where?"

"St. Mungo."

Maca didn't explain, he just urged Harry to bring everything he had to bring. Seeing that he looked very anxious, Harry thought that he was looking for him to help with something, so he hurriedly left the place.

But as soon as he walked out of the corridor, before the door of the room disappeared, he suddenly said:

"Maka, do you know the password for the break room?"

"Password?" Maca was stunned, "Where else is the password...... Well? Is there really one? ”

After seeing Harry's bitter face, he shook his head with a smile and tears, even though his heart was full of worry.

"Let's go! I'll go with you......" he said as he walked, "Fat Madam, you're the only student in the school now, what's the use of passwords?" ”

The Gryffindor common room and the Bing Room were on the eighth floor, and they didn't take much time and quickly reached the entrance of the lounge. Looking at the fat lady who was dozing off with the wine glass in her hand, Maca had to reach out and knock on her frame.

"Hey, ma'am, wake up!"

"No, it's useless, the fat lady just got drunk half an hour ago......" Harry said helplessly, "Maka, maybe you don't know, I sat here half an hour ago and guessed the password!" ”

"Oh, that's a lot of hard work."

Maca sighed, and didn't bother to sober up the fat lady, so she cast a special spell to replace the portrait in the castle and moved the frame aside.

"Come on in! We'll need to get there as soon as possible – before it's dark! ”

Seeing Harry walk briskly into the common room, Maca leaned against the railing of the stairs next to her, taking advantage of the gap to continue thinking about other things.

After a few moments of waiting, Harry hurried out with his box and his owl Hedwig, and the two of them left Hogwarts immediately.

"It seems that after sending everyone to the Burrow, we have to remember to come back again."

When Maca and Harry returned to the school gate, he couldn't help but glance back slightly, and then took Harry directly to the outskirts of London.

"Oh! This...... What the hell is going on? ”

Harry's face changed in front of the barricade-like gray mist, and he was almost speechless. But right behind him, Maca just patted him lightly on the arm.

"Don't think too much about it, you'll know the details in a moment...... Now, get your broom out! For the rest of the journey, we'll have to fly. ”