If there was anyone who could make Hermione, who still had a grudge in her heart, completely empty her unpleasantness, it was undoubtedly Maca.

This time, both the editors of the Daily Prophet and Rita Skeeter, the gossip writer, completely brushed aside the previous statements against Hogwarts and Dumbledore.

Today's front-page headline is an extremely exaggerated full-page advertisement!

"British Wizarding Mystery Actor 1995 Solo Audiovisual Show!"

"At the peak of July, the king of heaven reappeared!"

"The first audiovisual feast in the history of magic, an unprecedented carnival for you!"

"Lock your heart with my charm (1)!"

Behind the jibby and jumping advertising slogans is a magical photo that occupies the entire first page. What is surprising is that in this huge photograph with great effort and even a surprising cost, there is only a mysterious back wearing a hooded cloak.

The black cloak dances in the wind, and with the ruins and ruins of the battlefield around it, it looks really cool!

And at the bottom of this page, there is a line printed that is not very conspicuous, but it is not so easy to miss:

"This concert is supported by Mr. Macka McKellen with exclusive technical and financial support. Lock your heart and lock in the second grand promotion of this newspaper on June 23! ”

"What's wrong?" Harry and Ron asked, staring at Hermione as they sprayed pumpkin juice.

“…… See for yourselves. ”

Hermione pulled out her wand to clean the pumpkin juice from the newspaper and handed it to Harry, who was sitting across from her.

Harry reached out and took it, immediately shocked by the rare oversized advertisement, but when he looked at it a few more times, he realized that there didn't seem to be anything that would make Hermione squirt pumpkin juice.

Ron leaned next to Harry, scanning the newspaper with a puzzled expression.

"Below, look at the bottom!" Hermione was wiping her mouth when she saw that Harry and Ron were both confused, and immediately waved her hand.

"Uh...... Ma cough cough cough cough ......"

Ron was clearly choking on his own saliva.

At Hogwarts, many students have the habit of subscribing to newspapers - after all, there are so few entertainment activities in the wizarding world, so newspapers and publications have become one of the preferred ways to relax and relax.

It didn't take long for some of the attentive students to spread the news, and for a while there was a lot of buzz in the auditorium, and everyone began to talk about each other.

"What is this going to do, Maca?" Harry asked, blankly.

"Who knows?" Hermione flattened her lips and said, "I guess he's planning some mess again!" ”

"I dare say, no matter what Maca is planning, this concert is going to be exciting!" Ron eagerly said, "In July, we're already on vacation...... I think we can see it together! ”

"I don't think that's a good idea...... Hermione muttered quietly.

But in fact, there are many students who have the same idea as Ron, which is one of the few large-scale entertainments, and it sounds quite new!

What is "Best Actor"? It sounds like a person, but who will be the "mysterious actor" with a handsome back?

Running a full-page ad on the first page of the influential Daily Prophet is not a small amount.

What's more, Maca's personal assets are actually a bit stretched, and he definitely can't come up with so much money.

But he can't take it himself, but there are so many people that there is nowhere to spend it!

For Maca, this is a typical empty-glove white wolf fundraising.

For this amount of money, the Werther family didn't even blink an eye - for them, as long as the "Philosopher's Stone" could be obtained, wouldn't it be like having fun to throw some gold coins out?

Compared to the previous plan that had been abandoned, his plan this time was much more cautious and took into account a much larger scope.

"What is this kid doing?"

On the faculty seat, Mad-Eyed Moody saw Dumbledore's smiling face, so he also leaned over to take a look. As an experienced old Auror, he quickly noticed the name of Maca at the bottom.

"Whatever he's trying to do, at least it's definitely going to be a stabilizing event." Dumbledore laughed, "It's a pity, I guess I can't go to the scene to have a look......

As Dumbledore said, there are many bits and pieces of cases at the moment, and the hearts of the British wizarding community are already a little unsettled. At this time, as long as this event can be successfully held, it will definitely make most wizards relax and gradually tense their minds.

According to Dumbledore's guess, Macado probably wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to win people's hearts, so if he went, it would definitely affect the effectiveness of his successor's momentum.

However, how could Maca leave such a powerful workforce as him aside?

This publicity spread throughout Hogwarts and even the wizarding world of England, and everyone talked about this rare and mysterious event.

But the initiator of this activity is now locking himself in the room where he needs to respond, and he is working hard with his head covered.

This plan is equivalent to setting a time limit for himself, during which he must continue to study the rule runes in depth - he already has a preliminary idea of the so-called "rule power".

Rule runes can be roughly divided into three levels, and what Maca is currently trying to understand is the largest number of first-level rule runes.

The first-level rule rune is the rule of matter, which contains the laws of the movement of various substances and the rules of the basic structure of matter, and Maca's most proficient "cooling rune" is one of them.

But even if he could study and understand it slowly, the time it would take to initially comprehend the first-level rule runes would be calculated in years, which was obviously not something that could be taken out and used in a while.

So, what Maca needs to do now is to selectively master one or two of them, and get infinitely close to a state of complete mastery.

At that time, the power displayed by the rule rune can be called "first-level rule power".

Maca was in a state of full-length research, and every day she returned to her old routine when she was attending Hogwarts.

Of course, it was impossible to attend class, and that part of the time was also divided into the research period, leaving only a small part to maintain knowledge of the outside world.

During this time, Luna was the only one who could see him every day, and even accompany him.

But don't think that only Maca would work so hard for research.

……

"Miss Blois, they've just eaten and are sleeping...... Please don't poke them with branches...... Oh! It doesn't seem to be the head, the head is on the other side—"

Behind Hagrid's hunting lodge were several wooden shelves, each with a large flat-bottomed basket.

In those shallow flat-bottomed baskets were lined with a layer of soft and tender lettuce leaves, and the round fat insects lay lazily in them, as if they were snoring and sleeping.

Willie crouched beside the wooden shelves and gently poked the insects in the head with a turquoise branch, but there were times when she made a mistake, didn't she?

"Saliva, thickener." Willie said succinctly.

The tall Hagrid was crouching beside her with a sad face, telling her that she should come back later. But he found that he and this little girl seemed to be completely unable to communicate.

One of the fat bugs in the basket seemed to be a little uncomfortable by Willy's stabbing, twisted his body and changed his position again, and then continued to fall asleep.

In fact, Willy had been dealing with Hagrid for some time, ever since she wanted Hagrid to help her raise such a group of Flober caterpillars.

But Hagrid didn't know that Willy seemed to care very much about these precious bugs.

From that day on, she would come here every day to squat, poking each other with a branch, no matter what Hagrid said.

And what made Hagrid's heart beat even more was that although the little girl seemed to be cute, she had no expression at all.

Just seeing her expressionlessly holding a branch and poking Flober caterpillars made the scene uncomfortable.

Just like today, Willy was very persistent in stabbing them one by one, and then she stood up, turned calmly and left, leaving only Hagrid, who could not be "accustomed" at all, and squatted there with a blank face to watch her leave.

“…… Isn't that fun? ”

Hagrid hesitantly picked up the twig and couldn't help but reach into the basket and poke it.

"Oh! Sorry......"

His hand shrank quickly, as he realized that he seemed to have stabbed the wrong side.

"Damn, these little guys' heads are so hard to tell the difference between their heads and their P-shares!" Hagrid said angrily.

On the other hand, after class, Willy went to the observatory again and began a new round of potions practice. No one knows what she's up to, but at least, she seems to be living her days to the fullest.

“…… That's it, okay? ”

Willy tapped the cauldron with her wand, looked at the orange-yellow potion inside, and muttered to herself hesitantly.

But after a while, she shook her head and cleaned up all the liquid in the pot.

"It's not enough."

She pursed her lips, lowered her head again, and wrote down a few lines of ratio data and effect appraisal in her notebook.

If anyone could take a closer look, they would see that the thick notebook she had spread out on the floor was already densely filled with more than half of it.

And the most of them are "red crosses" one after another.

Willy was indeed not very good at Potions, but that didn't seem to have affected her dedication to the study of her hands. Even if she failed again and again, she never thought about giving up.

In silence, she put down the quill in her hand and began a new matching attempt.