“…… Don't worry, you've done everything you need to do, just wait. Road.

"But...... No one knows what he will do! Fudge said in the smallest voice he could reach, "I tell you, it's too dangerous!" ”

"Didn't I say that? All you have to do is wait, there's nothing left for you to do. Maca took another sip of Butterbeer before adding, "As long as you don't show up, he'll never know what you've done, will he?" ”

Fudge's heart struggled, and it took a long moment before he sighed.

"Okay, so be it!" He spread his hands helplessly, "I should go back, there are still many things to deal with in the ministry, and I can't spend all my time drinking." ”

Maca shrugged her shoulders and said, "Isn't this the life you chose?" ”

Fudge smiled wryly, and after leaving a few silver sicos on the table, he turned and hurried away.

Seeing that Fudge was gone, Maca then took his butterbeer and walked over to a table of students by the door.

"Luna, is there any place I'd like to go after I'm done?"

The table was full of Ravenclaw students, and as he spoke to Luna, a pretty brunette girl sitting next to her smiled at him.

"What were you and Fudge talking about? The mysterious ......"

This graceful and generous Oriental girl is called "Qiu Zhang".

Truth be told, as a girl, she's still very popular at Hogwarts.

And the reason why she is popular may be that her appearance may account for a factor, but it is more because of the unique gentleness that comes from the blood of the East.

Of course, there is also her other identity, the Seeker of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.

Who wouldn't like such a beautiful girl who is good at learning and good at sports?

All right! Right now, there was one in front of her.

"Just talking about Azkaban." Maca said casually, "You know, I just came out of it and can give some advice to the Ministry of Magic that would at least make it less easy for prisoners to escape." ”

"Oh," Qiu pursed her lips and whispered, "Okay." ”

She actually had a lot of questions for Maca, after all, Maca's experience was very, very special. However, not everyone has the courage to mention Azkaban.

In fact, Maca deliberately talked about it, and what he wanted was for Qiu Zhang not to continue asking. He had to hurry up and spend some more time with Luna, so that he could take the opportunity to rest himself for a while, and then go back to work on what he would never finish.

Maca and Luna left the door together, and in the other corner, Hermione was standing at an empty table with two glasses of Butterbeer in her hands, watching them both walk out the door.

"Hey, Hermione Butterbeer"

On the side, Harry, still cowered in the cloak of invisibility, whispered, and Hermione stuffed a cup under the cloak with annoyance, and the butterbeer spilled directly on Harry's face.

"Oh"

"Shut up!" Hermione interrupted Harry's whispering in a dull tone.

She was alone and cranky as she gulped down her glass of butterbeer, the sweet taste stimulating her taste buds but not making her feel better.

Poor Harry was ignored again, and he didn't understand how Hermione was so good that she was starting to get angry again.

After a few moments, a large, unkempt back of the head appeared in the crowd, which was able to distract Hermione slightly.

"Hagrid?" She said strangely.

Harry wondered if it was strange to meet Hagrid in three broomsticks. When he cautiously stood up, he found Hagrid leaning down and talking to Professor Moody!

Hagrid had his usual glass of beer in front of him, and Moody drank the contents of the curved bottle he had carried.

Mrs. Rosemerta, the pretty proprietress seemed dissatisfied with this, and she squinted at Moody as she cleaned up the glass on the table next to her.

She probably thought it was an insult to her hot mead, but Harry knew it wasn't.

During their most recent Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Moody told the group that he would rather prepare his own food and drink at all times, as it was so easy for a Dark Wizard to poison an unattended cup.

It's just that Harry doesn't really agree with this neurotic habit that makes him look very weird, like Moody in front of him.

As Harry looked at them, Hagrid and Moody stood up and prepared to leave. Harry waved his hand, then remembered that Hagrid couldn't have seen him.

But Moody stopped, his enchanted eyes staring at the corner where Harry was. He patted Hagrid on the back and whispered something to him, then the two of them turned around and walked towards Harry and Hermione's table.

"How's it going, Hermione?" Hagrid asked aloud.

"It's alright......" Hermione said with a flat mouth.

Moody limped around the table and leaned down. Harry thought he was looking at the notebook Hermione had just pulled out, but he whispered, "The Cloak of Invisibility is awesome, Potter." ”

Harry was dumbfounded.

"Do you have eyes I mean, can you be"

"Yes, it can see through the Cloak of Invisibility," Moody whispered, "and sometimes it works!" ”

His words sounded meaningful, but Harry clearly couldn't hear them.

Hagrid smiled down at Harry as well, he must not be able to see Harry, but apparently Moody had told Hagrid that he was here.

Hagrid leaned down and pretended to be looking at the notebook, and said in a very low voice that only Harry could hear, "Harry, come to my cabin at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night...... Wearing an invisibility cloak. ”

With that, Hagrid straightened up and exclaimed, "Nice to meet you, Hermione." ”

He blinked, and walked away with Moody.

"Why did Hagrid tell me to go to him in the middle of the night?" Harry said in surprise.

"Really?" Hermione said, also looking taken aback, "I really don't know what he's trying to do...... I don't know if you should go, Harry."

She looked around uneasily, and said in a low voice, "If you don't get it right, you might miss the time to meet Sirius." ”

At half-past eleven o'clock in the evening, Harry, who had pretended to go to bed early, put on his cloak of invisibility and hurried to Hagrid's cabin.

It was pitch black on the grounds. Harry walked down the lawn towards the light coming through Hagrid's cabin. As he passed by Beauxbatons' huge carriage, he could see that it was also brightly lit, and he could even hear Madame Maxim talking in it.

"You're here, Harry?"

Hagrid heard a knock on the door, pushed it open, looked around, and whispered.

"yes," Harry said, flashing into the hut and taking off his cloak of invisibility, "to call me for ...... Oh, Maca? ”

He was surprised to see that in Hagrid's cabin, Maca was standing next to the table, and on the table in front of him, there was a large mess of potion bottles.

"Maka, you're here too? What are you doing here? Harry couldn't help but ask.

"Me?" Maca gestured behind Harry, "I'm Hagrid's personal image advisor today. ”

"What advisor?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he could see Hagrid's current appearance through the light in the room......

"Oh God...... No, Merlin is on top! He was stunned by Hagrid's moment, "I mean...... Hagrid...... Is that you? ”

God knows what Maca did to him!

Hagrid's unkempt, wire-hard hair was now supple over his shoulders, though slightly curly, but it looked like it was made on purpose.

And on Hagrid's body, it wasn't his only furry brown suit. Marka somehow got a black wizard's robe embroidered with patterned gold trim, and wearing it, Hagrid seemed to be thinner than usual.

Obviously, it made him look at least less big and thick.

"This ...... Well, awesome! Harry rubbed his eyes and said, "I almost didn't recognize it, I mean it." ”

"Apply this around her neck, and under her armpits," Maca said, putting down the bottle in her hand, picking up another bottle from the table, and turning to Hagrid, "Don't do more, only one drop in each place to hear clearly?" Just one drop! ”

Hagrid took the flask and carefully uncorked it. Suddenly, an intoxicating, strange fragrance soon filled the entire cabin.

Both Hagrid and Harry were mesmerized by the scent, and only Maca held her breath in advance, so that she didn't have the trick of being a byproduct of her potions.

He clapped his hands vigorously to wake both Hagrid and Harry up before he gestured, "Look, it's terrible to use too much...... But it's a better way to understand what it does. ”

"Is this an aphrodisiac?" Hagrid asked subconsciously.

But Maca shook her head.

"No, it's just a great smell, an olfactory treat at best," Maca pinched her nose and gasped through her mouth, then urged, "Alright, hurry up and put it on...... Remember, only one drop per place, up to a total of five drops. ”

Once Hagrid had finished it, Maca snatched the bottle back from the table into the potion bag around her waist.

"Ready, right? Let's go! He said as he cleaned up.

"Oh yes! Hagrid, what are you going to show me? Harry finally remembered what he had come for.

"Come with me, don't make a sound...... Harry, cover your body with the Cloak of Invisibility. Hagrid said, "We don't bring tooth and tooth, it won't like it......"