The so-called "peace" means that teachers assign homework desperately, as if they want to bury their students; The so-called "peace" means that the news of the Daily Prophet is full of trivialities, and it looks like the latest supplement to "Singing the Opposite"; The so-called "peace" means that even if the willow is covered with the cocoons of the Flober caterpillar, it will only attract curious onlookers.

Overall, peace is reassuring, but it can also be tedious over time.

Today, the first day of the Easter holidays, Harry and Ron, who had been dragged to the common room by Hermione early, were yawning as she tapped her wand on parchment.

As was customary in previous years, every Easter holiday, Hermione would make a revision schedule for the two of them. Since I've done this every year in the past, this year's end of the year is o... LS exams, naturally, it is even more necessary to plan well.

As Ron said before, even if the reason for Voldemort's resurrection may have been revealed now, it seems to be a little less interesting compared to this exam related to the future of life.

"Alright, yours is pretty much that's it!" Hermione slapped a timetable with various points in front of Ron, and casually pulled another blank piece of parchment, "Do what you say on it, if you are serious enough, you won't end up doing too badly on the exam......"

"Oh...... Thank you! ”

Ron looked down with a sad face, and sure enough, it was a full schedule. Most of the tables were almost all lit in red for "important", which meant that if he had followed this form completely, he would have said goodbye to the Easter holiday this year.

"Huh?" He looked at it and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Hermione, why is there an evening on the last day of the week?" If you count them, wouldn't this schedule be a little more relaxed? ”

"That's for us to train together," Hermione said without looking up, "don't tell me, you want to use what little skill you have now to help Maka lighten the load—be careful!" I'll keep training hard, so keep up! ”

"What about the other members of .......? Do you want to call them along? Harry, who was staring at Ron's timetable next to him, asked.

Hermione paused for a moment with her wand in her hand.

"In fact, I've been thinking about how many people I should tell about it." She said, "First of all, Fred and George and Ginny must be fine...... Neville should be able to do that too, huh...... Luna told me that Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff House could also be trusted ......"

As she thought, she reported the names of several people, but the more she went, the more hesitant she became. It stands to reason that most of the members of . should be trustworthy, but since the last time she suffered a loss to Helen Schoen, she still has some bad influences left in her heart.

Eventually, Hermione simply shook her head and put the issue aside again. As she could wait for the tip of her wand to continue scribbling onto the parchment, Harry's review schedule was complete.

"Your schedule is a little looser than Ron's, remember to practice by yourself for the extra few hours, don't be lazy!" She gave Harry another serious admonition, and at this time, she looked like a stern Professor McGonagall.

Harry shook his timetable and nodded in resignation.

"I'll do that...... he said honestly, "Dear Lady Granger." ”

……

While Harry and Ron were about to spend a dark Easter holiday, Maca was sitting at the bar at the Three Broomsticks with Hagrid and Slughorn.

I came over early in the morning to drink, and I was afraid that it was an idea that only the bald old man of Slughorn could come up with.

Hagrid didn't care, with his barrel-like giant half-blood, he was lucky not to be in the habit of drinking, but Maca didn't have the habit of drinking so early. Right now, there was only a glass of juice in front of him, and he was bored watching the two guys next to him start pouring wine early in the morning.

Actually, this meal can be considered a bit of a cause - according to Slughorn himself, this year's Easter happened to be his birthday. According to the custom of previous years, he always held a private party in a group on his birthday, and found many old friends to celebrate his birthday.

But this year was different, as he was now back as a professor at Hogwarts, and it was not so convenient to hold a party at school.

“…… I've mentioned it to Minerva several times beforehand, but she never agreed to lend me a small room for a birthday party. Slughorn poured a sip of mead into his mouth, then smashed it and said, "Well, this is a lot of age, and I can't make a good splash...... Tell me, am I easy? ”

As far as Slughorn's weight at Hogwarts is concerned, if it were in normal times, such a small matter would still be able to pass with Professor McGonagall. However, in this period, in order to maintain the school's image before the alchemy competition, it is difficult for Slughorn's birthday party to pass.

Of course, Maca knew this, but he didn't tell the truth. After all, the alchemy event is still a confidential matter no matter how you say it, and those who know it will naturally be clear for a long time, but there are also many people who don't know.

As far as Slughorn has a big mouth with so many "friends" that he can cross borders, he is still told that he is superior.

"Slughorn, I think you should make more friends who can really make friends," Maca said nonchalantly, leaning on the bar with her elbows propped up, sucking freshly squeezed juice through a straw, "It would be nice if someone could offer a birthday party for you on your birthday." ”

"Maca is right!" On the other side, Hagrid was holding a large wooden cup with a hoop and poured it several times before adding, "I think ...... No matter how many friends you have, it's better to have one who is really good to you, eh...... That's right! ”

"Hey," Slughorn grinned, "So, you guys celebrate your birthday every year, huh?" Didn't you? Not...... Hiccup, it's hard to find real friends! It's hard to find......"

"Oh, why don't you come to the shop every year for your birthday? Just like Mr. Slughorn ...... today," said Ms. Rosmerta at the bar, smiling charmingly, "as long as you remember to pay for your drinks, you are guaranteed to celebrate your birthday every year." ”

As she spoke, she picked up her wand and waved it around, and suddenly a large number of balloons and streamers appeared in the bar, flying wildly in the air.

"It's Mr. Slughorn's birthday, so let's have a drink with him!"

Perhaps, the atmosphere of every individual or group festival is not innate. It is only when people consciously create that the taste of the festival becomes rich and fragrant.

Looking at the surroundings that were gradually becoming lively, and watching the drunkenness on his face gradually melt into the smiling Slughorn, Maca couldn't help but smile.

But at this moment, as the wooden door of the bar creaked, it seemed that another customer had arrived. However, what is puzzling is that this time the outside sunlight did not penetrate into the bar at the same time as the door was opened, and everyone was still only flickering in front of their eyes.

Like the other guests, Maca subconsciously glanced back, but in the next moment, the reason why the sun was not shining in was apparent.

"Unexpectedly, I was pulled over to accompany the wine by chance today, and I happened to run into two acquaintances......"

Thinking so, he picked up the glass of juice and stood up, swaying slowly towards the door.

"You two are really here at Hogwarts, welcome!" Maca laughed, "Why didn't you give me a word before you came?" I'd better prepare for it in advance! ”

The visitor heard Maca's voice and immediately took a few steps inside, and the light outside the door finally had a chance to penetrate. It's a pity that the door automatically closes again in the next second, and the bar is only lit up for a moment.

It turned out that the reason why the sun didn't run in was simply because it was "blocked" by someone!

"Aha! It's you, McLean-" As soon as the other party saw Maka, he immediately hurried a few steps and put his arm around Maka's shoulder, "I can see you as soon as I arrive, it's really fate!" With you here, what else do you want to greet? ”

"You haven't changed at all," Maka said, tilting her head under his arm and winking at the other guest in front of her, "Oh, Miss Hohenheim, how are you?" ”

“…… Hello. ”

For Maca's greeting, the little guest was obviously not so interested. She nodded reluctantly at Maca, but quickly looked away from him.

Yes, this pair of rare guests is the Hohenheim brother and sister whom Maca met in Beauxbatons, France. Noah Hohenheim, the fat brother, was as enthusiastic about Markana, as ever; However, Sarah Hornheim, the sister of the same name as the Muggle woman who took care of Delphi, was as reluctant to deal with Maca as she was when she was in France.

However, she is not interested in Maca, but Maca is very interested in her!

"Come on! Come with me, I'll introduce you to the two Hogwarts professors," Maka got out of the fat of the big fat man and walked inside with them, "It's Professor Slughorn's birthday...... Oh, I think you probably know him, but he's not a small fame! ”

Under the leadership of Maka, the happy fat young master and the little Sarah, who was not very interested, also walked towards the bar.

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