At the pig's head last night, Maca certainly didn't tell Lucius and old Avery about the termination of the plan. This can only be known to their own people, and wall-to-wall guys like Lucius and Avery obviously can't let them know.

He only made a vague indication that the plan would be postponed for a moment so that Voldemort could be dealt with more properly.

As for when that will be, of course, another day will be said.

Although they were not very reluctant, Lucius and old Avery could only suppress the anxiety in their hearts and nodded in understanding.

No way! Dumbledore alone was enough for them, and now Maca itself was by no means simple, how to stand in line, for old fritters like Lucius and old Avery, they couldn't be clearer in their hearts.

After coaxing them both back, Maca glanced in the direction of the "Snow Witch", eventually shook her head and turned back to Hogwarts.

He now has a general idea of what is hidden in the ghost swamps of North America. And Selene, the "Snow Witch", is probably still worried about how to save her mother.

However, Maca has not yet made up her mind whether or not to touch the so-called "untouchable" things.

"Even if you want to go, you have to be prepared. At the very least, the study and practice of rule runes is the highest priority right now. ”

After thinking about it like this, Maca dispelled the idea of going to the "Snow Witch".

Early the next morning, Luna was taken out of the hospital by Madam Pomfrey.

She was able to be discharged from the hospital so quickly, in fact, in large part because of the timely use of the potion. And all external injuries, as long as they are not extremely severe, can usually be quickly healed by the combination of magic and potions.

Fortunately, although the Gryffindor Sword is indestructible and extremely sharp, and even magic can be split with a single sword, its own damage effect is all on a physical level.

Maybe it was designed that way, or maybe Harry wasn't really working for it.

In short, Luna was discharged from the hospital, and none was happier than Maca.

"It's time to finally be discharged from the hospital, and it's worth celebrating – it happens to be Sunday, what do you want to eat? Or where to play? Maca's face was filled with a clean smile.

Speaking of which, he hadn't really laughed in a long time.

Now, emotions and emotions are finally back, and he can't help but find that he has a lot more smiles lately than he had before he lost his emotions.

Just as Maca and Luna walked out of the gate of the school hospital together, he suddenly felt a gust of incense blowing in his face.

He subconsciously took a step back, and then turned around, only to find a figure passing by him. If you don't avoid it, you'll definitely get hit by it.

Maca looked back.

Boy! If you don't avoid it, it's not as simple as being hit!

The figure that greeted him just now was none other than the Beauxbatons school girl who was usually very arrogant and enthusiastic when she got acquainted with it-Fleur Delacour.

And this big beauty is now looking at him with her arms half open, looking at him with an embarrassed expression!

"Miss Delacour, what are you?" Maca politely left her a staircase so that she wouldn't be so embarrassed all the time.

Fleur looked at Luna beside Maca, as if she had understood something. She regained her usual grace and smiled, "Oh-Mr. McLean, I just wanted to congratulate the ......."

"Her name is Luna Lovegood, a student at Ravenclaw College." Maca kindly reminded.

"Well, right...... I just wanted to congratulate her on getting healthy again, she accidentally recognized the wrong person just now......" Fleur smiled and said, "It's really dangerous in that labyrinth!" Isn't it? ”

How Luna got hurt, of course Fleur didn't know. But for her, the labyrinth was full of dangers, and even if she was injured, it was not surprising.

And her ideas almost represent the thoughts of the vast majority of students.

"Thank you."

Luna smiled slightly, but her eyes stayed on the trinkets on Fleur's earlobes. It seemed that she was more interested in something else than Fleur's jealous appearance.

"By the way, let me introduce you formally," Fleur said abruptly, "this is my sister, Gabrielle Delacour, and she wants to thank you too—if it weren't for you, she might have suffered from my lack of ability!" ”

Maca turned her head and saw a petite and cute girl standing in the hallway outside the door. When Maca looked at her, she found that she was staring at him with a fiery gaze.

The little girl, Gabrielle, looked to be in her early teens, like a miniature version of Fleur, with waist-length blond hair and glittering silver eyes.

When her eyes blinked, her eyelashes shone slightly, and with the morning sun projected outside the window, she looked like an angel shining and lovely.

Maca cautiously took another step closer to Luna, trying to block out Gabrielle's inexplicable glare with Luna's innocence.

"Uh...... Hello? Maca didn't even know why he was greeting him with a questioning tone.

"Hello, Mr. McLean......" a sweet smile bloomed on Gabrielle's face, "Thank you that day, thank you for saving Gabrielle......"

"Oh—you're welcome." Maca smiled and nodded.

"Maybe you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? If you don't mind, why don't we go to the auditorium for a meal together? Fleur brushed the hair behind her ears and suggested.

"Oh-uh, sorry, we've already eaten just now," Maca politely declined, "if you have the chance, please call us again next time." ”

"That's a pity, alright...... Fleur said with a look of pity, "then, my sister and I should go to dinner, goodbye!" ”

Gabrielle also said goodbye, and then the two beauties, one big and one small, left together.

"Maca?" Luna suddenly called out to him.

Maca turned to look at her and asked confusedly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Is it hot in Africa?"

Although he has known Luna for almost four years, he still feels that he often can't keep up with each other's train of thought. Luckily, at least Luna wouldn't ask some stream-of-consciousness questions, and if she did, she must be looking for a common sense answer.

"Yes! It's hot...... Why do you suddenly ask this? Maca said curiously.

"Last time my dad wrote to him that he was invited to Egypt...... It is said that the shamans over there discovered a new pyramid. Luna blinked.

"That'...... Are you planning a trip to Egypt? Maca asked.

Luna shook her head and said calmly, "Our family has no money, and if we go to Egypt, we should be hungry." ”

Truth be told, Maca was interested in helping Xenophilius. However, he is willing to help, but people may not accept it!

For the Lovegood family, living by their own ideals is all that matters. The magazine "Singing Against the Tune" never sold well, but Xenophilius never had the idea of changing the direction of the content.

But seriously, the content in that magazine was too maverick, and a lot of things were plausible, which was hard to accept. Even loyal readers who subscribe to magazines from time to time are likely to read it as a joke book.

"Well, I still don't go, it's really hot there." Maca nodded, "It rarely rains, the weather is very dry, and the climate is not suitable for tourism. ”

The two chatted casually, planning to go for a walk on the lawn outside the castle - having been in the hospital room lately, Luna was eager to get some air.

But in the foyer, they saw Hermione walking toward the stairs with a straight face—she didn't seem to see Marca and them.

"What's wrong with her?" Maca thought for a moment, "Hmm...... Most likely Harry and Ron her off again? ”

This time Maca really wronged them, and the reason why Hermione showed this appearance was actually for another reason. Moreover, for the time being, only Hermione knew about it - in fact, she didn't want anyone else to know about it.

By the time she had breakfast the next day, Hermione was still looking gloomy. Even though Harry and Ron asked again, she wouldn't say anything.

Just then, the owls flew in, and Hermione, who had been silent, seemed to be distracted by them. As you can see, she is looking up too.

"What are you waiting for? Have parents also learned to send letters with owls? Harry said curiously.

"No, it's not," said Hermione, "I ordered a copy of the Daily Prophet." Now that I know everything from the Slytherins, I'm annoyed. ”

"Great idea!" Harry said, looking up at the owls as well, "Hey, Hermione, I think you're lucky—"

A gray owl flew towards Hermione.

"But it didn't bring a newspaper." She said, looking a little disappointed, "It's—"

Unexpectedly, after the gray owl settled on the plate in front of her, four barn owls, a tan owl and a gray forest owl flew next.

"How many purchase orders have you placed?" Harry said, grabbing Hermione's goblet so that it wouldn't be knocked over by the flock of owls.

They all scrambled to the front, trying to be the first to get the letter to her.

"Hell, what the hell—" Hermione said, taking the letter from the gray owl and reading it, "Oops, oops! She cried out in frustration, her face flushed.

"What's going on?" Ron said.

"This—this is ridiculous—" She shoved the letter to Harry, who saw that it was not handwritten, but as if it had been spelled out of letters cut out of Wizard's Weekly:

"You're a bad girl, you're not worthy of Harry Potter, and you're not worthy of Wickeldo Krum, go back to your Muggle home!"