There are many things in this world that are both frightening and unpleasant.

Let's say one day you were squatting on the toilet in your bathroom and you happened to be constipated. Just when you're going to try to squeeze in again, and if it doesn't work, you just give up...... A stranger suddenly opens the bathroom door and calmly tells you that he has had a great time today.

At this moment, you probably hesitate. Because you don't know if you should first ask him why he broke into your house, or should you first scold him to relieve the hatred of constipation.

But fortunately, because you are already constipated today, you can probably get a perfect score on your expression...... I mean, if there were any damn questions like this.

And now, this group of Mesopotamian wizards all have a somewhat constipated look on their faces.

"Huh?"

Maca, who had just appeared out of thin air in the "encirclement" of this group of wizards, first looked down at the few magic words that were slowly disappearing, and then raised his head to greet them.

"Presumably you're the joint delegation from Mesopotamia, right?" He had some apologies on his face, "I'm sorry, but our school should have notified you in advance...... The space around our Hogwarts Castle was once fortified by the four founders of the year, and it was not feasible to move the space......"

Maka is not really sorry, but these wizards will be guests after all, and it is always not wrong to be polite.

"Oh, I see...... It's okay, it's okay, it's actually too abrupt on our side......"

Old Wizard Perza is also considered to be an old man, and when he saw Maca give the steps, he immediately reacted.

If this refining array collided with the reinforced space, he didn't know what would happen. But since the young wizard in front of him took the initiative to come, needless to say, there were obviously some signs on the Hogwarts side.

Maca couldn't help but smile a friendly smile as she listened to the old wizard quickly descend the donkey. And then, he didn't plan to continue the topic, but turned his attention to the stone pillars around him.

“…… This is...... Is it a kind of refining array? He looked at it with interest, ignoring the fact that the other witches and wizards were staring at him, "It's really unheard of to be able to move in space...... Worthy of Mesopotamia, this alchemical heritage is truly amazing. ”

"Shame...... Speaking of which, we are just tracing the footprints left by our ancestors......" Old Bai Sa said kindly, and with a slight wave of his right hand, he motioned for the younger generations around him to retreat first, "But you, sir, was it the door key just now?" But...... As far as I know, the portkey needs to be located and cast a spell before it can be used, right? ”

Because of the unexpected arrival of Makana, it is really difficult for old Baiza to despise. Therefore, even if he didn't recognize Maca's appearance, even if Maca's appearance was extraordinarily young, he had to secretly remind himself that he should pay more attention to the wording.

"I just pushed the coordinates back, you should understand......" Maca withdrew her gaze from the stone pillar, and then pointed to the refining formation, "Ah, that's right! I haven't introduced myself yet - my name is Macka McKellen and I'm Professor of Ancient Magical Literature at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and it's a pleasure to meet you! ”

Even if Old Baiza didn't know much about Maca's appearance, he obviously heard of Maca's name to some extent.

"You're Mr. McLean?" His face showed a little surprise at the right time, but in his heart he secretly said that this was indeed the case, "I want to trouble you to run this more time, it's really ...... Hello, huh...... Our names tend to be long, and you may not be used to it, so just call me Pazza. ”

Hearing this, Maca couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Old Mr. Bosa, I'm afraid you haven't seen the wizards from the African tribe just now, whose name is a top one.

At least there are still only names and no surnames in your region, and the elders are just the names of the elders and ancestors in series.

You must know that the wizards from those tribes have inherited all their names and surnames and professional titles from generation to generation, which is not enough, and people have to add some inexplicable words to them to show their reverence for nature.

"Okay, then......" he muttered in his heart, and looked left and right again, "Mr. Persa, the International Confederation of Wizards must have sent someone, right?" Is he here, please? ”

As Maca asked, old Bozza immediately turned his head to look at it, and then pointed it out for him.

……

Maca was on the sidelines to pick them up, while Professor McGonagall was on the Hogwarts side. This international alchemy competition is very important to the school, and most of the guests from all over the world are also very important, so she naturally attaches great importance to it.

And since there were a lot of outsiders in the school in the past two days, the little wizards suddenly had a lot of topics to talk about. Even if there is nothing for them to do in the competition at that time, it is enough to be a good spectator, but everyone can't help but be infected by the atmosphere, and there are many students discussing the content of the game for a while.

However, there are people who are keen on gossip, and there are also people who don't care at all.

It's like Hermione and the four of them, because they are struggling with the Horcrux thing, they don't have any feelings about this alchemy competition. And Hufflepuff's Ens Taon, like him, has been trying to translate ancient words on parchment every day, and of course he has no time to take care of it.

Well, among those who don't care, maybe add a Draco Malfoy. However, his business is put aside for now...... If you want to say that the most noteworthy today, I'm afraid it is Alexander from Gryffindor.

As the only person who could be called a friend to Enns, Alexander had recently been quite confused about his cheap friend.

Alexander remembered that Enns's attitude towards the study of magic spells was even more extreme than that of him, and it could be said that he practiced almost every day. But recently, he found that the other party's practice times were significantly less.

He has made great progress these days by relying on his hard work, coupled with a moderate amount of lucky chocolate. But what about Enns? Occasionally, when he saw the other party practicing spells, he could see at a glance that Enns's spells seemed to have a tendency to stand still.

At that time, such a radical utilitarian, but now there is no significant progress, is it because Ens has given up?

No, at least in Alexander's opinion, things certainly aren't like that.

So, naturally, Alexander ran to the library to take a look—he wondered what had changed Ens to put down his wand and get his books and quill instead.

"Earns, are you planning to study ancient magic with Professor McLean in the future?" Looking at Ens, who was sitting at the reading table, Alexander asked in a low voice.

He had to keep his voice down, or Mrs. Pince, the librarian, would not be a vegetarian.

"Huh?" Ens glanced up at Alexander, then said vaguely, "Sort of......

Out of caution, he didn't bring out the parchment from the Hufflepuff vault, but was going to simply try to teach himself the lesson. Since the famous Maca is the professor of this class, there is no reason not to give it a try, is there?

"Oh, that's great, I'd like to take this class in third grade, too!" Alexander agreed first, and then hesitated, "But...... What about Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts? Aren't you going to practice well? ”

Ens had been looking through the magic dictionary all the time, and from time to time he had made a few notes on the paper, which showed that he was serious. At times like these, if someone has to talk to you, it can obviously be annoying.

"Of course I'm going to ......practice," he said impatiently, raising his eyes again, "haven't you seen it?" ”

"But—"

"But what?" Ens finally couldn't help but interrupt Alexander's words, and said coldly, "You've really made a lot of progress lately, and I heard that you also made a splash in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class...... However, do you think that this is the right to preach in front of me? ”

"I didn't 'preach,'" Alexander was pushed by Ens, and his chest couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but he was already good-tempered, but he quickly suppressed the annoyance in his heart, "Earns, I'm just a little surprised that you've reduced your practice." You know, haven't we been training together all the time? ”

Kerns was clearly not in the mood for a good conversation, and when he saw that Alexander was still in good spirits, he just waved his hand like a fly.

"If you want to practice, you can talk about it in a few days...... I'll show you that this little bit of progress you've made now is nothing to me! "But now—get out of here!" Don't you see I'm busy? ”

With that, he lowered his head again and looked at the dictionary and his own notes back and forth. As for Alexander, his brow gradually frowned, but he didn't even bother to look at it.

Alexander is good-tempered, but he is not the kind of good man who will take the initiative to hand out the right cheek and continue to fan him. Since Ens said such an excessive, he undoubtedly didn't want to use his hot face to stick to other people's cold ass balls.

"Okay!" He pursed his lips and said, "I'll wait for you to teach me a lesson...... But if you can't teach me a lesson, then don't blame me for teaching you a lesson! ”

After saying this, Alexander did not wait for Ens to speak again, but turned and went straight to the door of the library.

"Hmph, is it really a few words of praise to go to heaven?" Ens thought for a moment, but rubbed his eyebrows again, "Hey, what am I angry with him?" Isn't it because I've slept a little less lately, and my temper has become more stinky? ”

He is at least self-conscious, and knows that he has always had a bad temper. But if you know it, you know, it's harder to make him regret it than to ascend to the sky.

“…… Whatever! ”