"What's wrong, Maca?"

As the boy stared at the black diary in Ginny's crucible, the girl beside him took his hand and asked.

"Nothing." Maca shook her head slightly, her tone seemed to be as gentle and peaceful, but her eyes were unusually cold.

"This outing, it's changed a lot."

"Yes. Luna? Maca turned her head and smiled, "Perhaps!" But I think that's good. ”

Luna tilted her head to look at him, her eyes slightly dazed, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

After a while, she said, "yes, it's good......

Clearly, Maca was in time for the start of school. No one knew where he had been taken by Rowena or what he had done, but at least he came back unharmed.

It's just that there seems to be some inexplicable changes in him.

"Let's go, let's go home first." Maca said.

……

On the first day of school, Maca stayed by Luna's side the whole time and almost never left. Even at the welcome dinner for new students, Maca sat directly at the Ravenclaw table.

Surprisingly, almost none of the students at Ravenclaw College objected. This is definitely rare in eaglets who have a very high standard of recognition for "wisdom and erudition".

This may be because many students have already seen the notice posted on the Hogwarts bulletin board.

The content of the bulletin was very simple, just to convey good news to all the teachers and students in the school - the "fairy potion" invented by Maca has passed the test and evaluation of the International Federation of Wizards, and when Maca obtained the official certification of the potion, it is also equivalent to indirectly recognizing his status as a "pharmacist".

As Snape said in class, potions do "increase prestige and brew glory." This is most significantly confirmed by Maca, who has just been promoted to the second grade this year.

During the sorting ceremony, Luna was naturally assigned to Ravenclaw, and Maca smiled and blessed her, and told her what she needed to pay attention to in her future study life.

The dinner was lively and as warm as ever, bringing warmth to the little wizards like a big family.

Dumbledore, who was in the middle of the guest of honor, seemed to glance at Maca inadvertently, only to hear Professor Flitwick laugh again.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came in through the side door, and she walked over to Dumbledore and whispered a few words.

Maca looked over at Gryffindor, and sure enough, Harry and Ron weren't at the table. The other lion cubs exchanged heads and talked to each other.

In it, Hermione is clearly on the edge of her fidget. When Maca looked over, she just turned her head and was looking at Maca too.

He ...... What's going on? Hermione looked at Maca, who had already looked elsewhere, but her heart was full of doubts.

Hermione has always been sensitive at heart, and she always notices details that no one else will notice. For example, Maca at this time didn't seem to have changed too much, but that indifferent look made Hermin very uncomfortable.

"Could it be that Voldemort's affairs really affected him that much? Or was there something wrong with what kind of injury Maca actually suffered when she was saving me? ”

Thinking of the events at the end of last semester and Maca's expression at the time, Hermione's guess naturally went wrong.

“…… Also, who the hell is that girl? ”

She looked at Luna, who was being carefully cared for by Maca, and for some reason she was a little unhappy.

The next morning, Maca, who was eating breakfast, was disturbed by a shouting letter from Gryffindor. It was sent to Ron by Mrs. Weasley.

“…… Steal the car! Dare to fly to Hogwarts in a car, and even several Muggles have seen it along the way! I won't be surprised if they fire you, and I'll see how I'll clean you up! You probably didn't even think about how your dad and I felt when we found out that the car was gone......"

A loud bang erupted from the red roaring letter, filling the hall, a hundred times louder than usual.

The sound shook the plates and spoons on the table, and the echo of the stone walls was deafening. The entire auditorium turned to see who had received the shouting letter, and Ron cowered in his chair, only a reddened forehead.

Maca frowned, but didn't move.

If he had passed, he might have walked over and helped Ron get rid of the yelling letter—it wasn't hard for him.

But now, he sat at the table, unmoved.

The first class was a herb class, which Hufflepuff still took with the Gryffindors. As Maca made his way to the greenhouse, he saw the beating willow in the distance—it was being bandaged to prevent some of the branches from breaking off completely.

It's the work of Harry and Ron, who drove a magical flying car when they started school and crashed it along the way.

Although they only couldn't get to the Hogwarts train platform - the entrance to the wall there seemed to be sealed by someone. But even so, they still can't hide their recklessness.

At least, Sprout spent a morning healing the poor beater, and even hastily stuffed some bread for breakfast.

When Maca arrives near the greenhouse, she sees the rest of the students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout.

A few moments later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione arrived. As soon as they arrived, they saw Professor Sprout striding from the lawn.

She had a lot of bandages on her arms and didn't look very good. Moreover, she has always been kind and kind, but today her face is obviously a little angry.

And beside Professor Sprout, he was following Gilderoy Lockhart.

The two men were a stark contrast: Professor Sprout was stocky, with a patched hat buttoned into his flowing hair, and his clothes always stained with mud; But Gilderoy Lockhart was spotless from head to toe, with flowing turquoise robes, glittering blonde hair and a turquoise gold-rimmed top hat.

"Oh, hello!" Lockhart shouted at the students with a spring breeze on his face, "Just showed Professor Sprout how to heal the wounds of the beater!" But I don't want you to think I'm better at herbalism than she is! I've just happened to see a few of these strange plants on my travels......"

"Today to the third greenhouse." Professor Sprout stole the topic with an unhappy look on his face.

Maca was already a regular in the third greenhouse – he had been here many times, and even had a small area of his own inside.

Here, the smell of damp earth and fertilizer is familiar, mixed with a strong floral scent. The flowers were the size of an umbrella and hung from the ceiling, looking to be growing well.

Maca was about to go inside, but Gilderoy Lockhart called out to him.

"Oh! Marka, you're Maka—" Lockhart grabbed him by the shoulder and said loudly, "Professor Sprout, and this one, Marka!" Macka McKellen! I'd like to talk to him too, and I think you'll mind, just two ......minutes."

Maca looked at Harry, who was also on the other side, who was also being stopped by Lohartra, and Harry gave him an awkward smile.

Lockhart didn't seem to really want Professor Sprout to agree, so he just said "Great" and closed the door to the greenhouse in front of Sprout.

"Oh! The youngest pharmacist! I heard that you were a first-year student when you invented the 'Immortal Hidden Elixir'! Is this true? It's amazing......" Lockhart said happily, one hand on Maca's shoulder, the other waving up and down with the topic, looking quite excited.

“…… I've also heard that you were very low-key, quite low-key when you first entered school! Just like when I was a kid - but gold always shines anyway, just like me. You're not quite as glamorous as I've won the Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award five times in a row, but one day you'll reach my level—"

"I'm sorry, Professor Lockhart." Maca interrupted him and said calmly, "If nothing else, I think I should go back to class." ”

With that, he pushed the door open and walked into the greenhouse, closing it with his hand, leaving Lockhart standing there blinking awkwardly.

“…… Well, I think," he turned his head, the stiffness on his face quickly swept away, as if he didn't care, and turned his gaze to Harry's, "Harry, I think I can understand you......"

In the third greenhouse, Professor Sprout stands behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool are about 20 pairs of earmuffs of different colors.

In front of everyone, there are big pottery flower pots, and a plant is growing in them, looking at the green leaves of the grass, it looks very healthy.

While the students were whispering, Harry returned. Puzzled, he walked to the center of the greenhouse and sat down next to Ron and Hermione.

At this point, Professor Sprout tapped the pot with his wand and exclaimed, "We're going to repot the mandrake today." Now, can anyone tell me what properties a mandrake has? ”

Hermione subconsciously raised her hand—she had always done that. But this time, after raising her hand, she glanced at Maca again.

Maca just stared at the mandrake in front of her and didn't raise her head at all.

"Miss Granger." Professor Sprout also glanced at Maca before speaking.

"Mandrake, also known as mandrake root, is a powerful restorative." Hermione memorized the knowledge points jotted down in the preview almost word for word, "Used to restore the shaped, or enchanted person back to their original state." ”

"Very good, add ten points to Gryffindor." Professor Sprout said, "Mandrakes are an important part of most antidotes. But it's also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why? ”

Hermione glanced at Maca again.

In the herbal medicine class last semester, Maca would always raise her hand to answer questions with her. Truth be told, Hermione was always happy about it, and she thought that Maca was the one of the best friends in the school who knew her best...... But at this moment, the other party still didn't react, which couldn't help but make her feel very lost.