“…… Need my help? ”

When Maca asked this, Willy shook her head decisively.

"What is she doing secretly? The mysterious ......" watched Willy turn away on her own, and Maca pondered for a moment, "Well, maybe you've been interested in Potions again?" ”

Since people don't let him help, then of course he doesn't have to force himself to get up, not to mention that the other party is still the same Miss Willy Blois who says anything.

And, speaking of which, he's still a little busy this afternoon.

This is to blame for Mad-Eye Moody, who knows what kind of wind he has in his brain, and he actually applied to Dumbledore for a three-hour class, what kind of "Defence Against the Dark Arts Three Schools Exchange Class".

Needless to say, this strange old man must be digging a hole for himself again.

"Doesn't he even have to sleep?"

Even though Maca is used to studying through the night, he usually finds time to catch up on sleep.

However, yesterday, Moody, like him, didn't sleep all night, and this morning he was still in the principal's office to talk about the fate of Sister Charlotte, but why is he still so energetic?

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but stretch out.

"Forget it, just sacrifice your sleeping time and go to the old man's house for entertainment!" He yawned as he walked towards the auditorium, "...... Well, before that, eat something anyway. ”

It was already halfway through lunchtime, and the seats in the auditorium seemed a little empty. Only a few students were still eating, but it looked like they were almost finished.

Maca casually found a place to sit down, and was about to hurry up to fill her stomach, when Ron suddenly appeared at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Maca ......"

"Huh?"

Maca munched on a mouthful of pasta and looked at Ron quizzically.

"There's something I want to talk to you about......"

Ron's face looked unnatural, and he stood in the doorway, his hands clenched and released, as if he had something to say in his heart, but it seemed that he had some difficulty in speaking.

"What's the matter?" Maca swallowed the food in her mouth, then beckoned to him, "Come, sit down." ”

Ron hesitated for a moment, then shuffled over to the table and sat down.

"There's something about Hermione lately......" he hesitated, "I...... She's got something missing......"

"Lost something? What is it? ”

Maca asked casually, picked up another piece of baked potato, and stuffed it into her mouth with a quick movement.

"Yes...... Well...... I guess I should be honest with you......"

Ron scratched his head vigorously, but saw that Maca immediately put down the knife and reached out to catch two of the Weasleys' trademark red hair in succession.

"Don't worry," Maka said, brushing the hair from her hand, "and you go on......"

"Uh, I'm sorry......" Ron looked at the hair in his hand tangled, and then subconsciously moved away from the table before continuing, "I mean, Hermione's prom dress was stolen...... And the person who stole her dress ......"

“…… It's me. He paused for a long time before finally speaking.

Maca thought about it, but found that something was missing.

"And then?" Puzzled, he asked, "Are you just trying to tell me that you actually have an unusual fetish?" Now you can't bear the guilt in your heart, so come and talk to me? ”

Ron was so choked that he could only look up and look at Maca with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me like that," Maca said, waving her hand, "I'm just kidding...... Just say it! What's going on? ”

Ron held back for a while, and finally decided to say all the heaviness in his heart.

"Marca, that's the ......" he tried not to make his voice sound too shaky so as not to show his inner wavering, "I just hope you can choose Hermione over Miss Lovegood." ”

When Maca heard this, she didn't wonder because of the jumpy nature of Ron's topic.

He chewed the contents of his mouth again and swallowed them all into his stomach before he put down the dishes, unbuttoned the napkins, and set them aside.

Then, he looked seriously at Ron's face full of loss and unwillingness.

To be honest, Maca didn't expect Ron to say that. He had to admit that Ron had actually grown a lot before he knew it.

For a child like Ron, who has lived in poverty and low self-esteem since childhood, it is easy to be psychologically distorted. But fortunately, he has a pair of excellent parents and many cheerful brothers.

This made his life not as gloomy and boring as he imagined.

But in any case, he has been using some second-hand goods since he was a child, so that his inferiority complex continues to grow, and gradually crawls all over his heart.

His self-esteem is constantly eroded and corrupted by the almost overflowing inferiority complex, so that it becomes cheaper and cheaper.

But since the last time Ron had been guided by Maca to think about others, he had discovered the dangers of his own state of mind.

So, he decided that he would no longer run away from his cowardice and inferiority, and he would face up to his weaknesses.

At the end of the day, Ron was always a Gryffindor lion cub, and he didn't lack courage in his heart. His courage is only overshadowed by an infinitely magnified inferiority complex.

Now, Ron has obviously grown, even if he has discovered his affection for Hermione, but when he knows that he must not have a chance, he still makes up his mind and chooses to give up.

I have to say that sometimes, "giving up" is also a kind of courage.

However, Maca shook her head slightly.

It is true that giving up is also a kind of courage, but this courage is as cheap as his self-esteem.

Ron did grow, but that growth didn't bring him any qualitative change......

Maca recalls the Ron mentioned in The Book of Sin, the Ron who grew up for Hermione and died for Hermione, and who couldn't even convey a word.

When Maca and Ron sat opposite each other, he felt a kind of flesh and blood reality.

His eyes were constantly transmitting visual signals to him, constantly reminding him that the Ron in front of him was a flesh-and-blood, living person.

It's one of his ...... Friend.

“…… Ron, I kind of understand what you're trying to say. Maca said seriously, "You have indeed grown up and know how to face your heart...... However, this is only the first step......"

"On my side, as long as Hermione doesn't open up to me, I'm not in a position to accept or reject. Hermione was a strong, autonomous girl, and I believe she knew what she was doing...... But what about you? Do you understand what you're doing? ”

Maca's tone was sincere, neither high nor low, as if she were engaged in an ordinary small talk. But it is precisely because of this calm that Ron can accept it without resistance.

“…… What am I doing? Ron's heart was very confused, but compared to the entanglement, loss and reluctance just now, he was more focused at this moment, "I...... What am I doing? ”

"You can face it now, so ......" Maca reached out and tapped Ron's chest, calmly, "So, why don't you go and break it?" ”

Ron frowned, looking down at his chest.

He could feel the beating of his heart and even the blood flowing through his veins. He clenched his fists, jerked his head up, and stared at Maca's eyes.

"I see, I'm going to beat you!" Ron roared, startling the few young wizards in the auditorium.

The corners of Maca's mouth twitched, and she reached out and gave him a smack on the head.

"Beat your size! Is the brain broken? He laughed and said, "What you have to do is to break your inner inferiority, let yourself continue to grow, and win Hermione's heart!" ”

"......" Ron looked at Maca with a blank expression, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

However, near the entrance to the side hall, Hermione was biting her lip and hiding behind the doorpost, her eyes blank.

She stood there for a long time before she hung her head, letting her messy natural curls obscure her vision.

"I don't want it." She said softly.

……

In the afternoon, Moody's "Defence Against the Dark Arts Three Schools Exchange Class" finally began under the high expectations.

Yes, Moody's classes are still very attractive to young wizards. With his vast Auror experience, even just sitting down and telling a story would keep the students engaged.

What's more, Moody's is still a man of action through and through.

From the beginning of this semester, Moody's introduced a large number of practical cases to everyone, and moved out some of the methods used to tutor novice Aurors to train this group of imps.

Even Maca, who is very meticulous and demanding in actual combat, agrees with the content of his teaching.

Moody didn't ignore the age of the young wizards, and he chose a lot of very basic and effective practice methods. For example, how to swing a wand quickly and accurately.

As a top Auror who has experienced countless battles, Moody has a lot of quick and easy "wild paths", and when he tells those slightly boring repetitive exercises with actual combat cases, every young wizard can listen to them with relish.

Of course, it is undeniable that the old man is generally quite intimidating - at least for the little wizards, his terrifying appearance and habit of being startled from time to time make it difficult to get close to.

By this time, all the students had arrived, including those from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, who had also arrived in the auditorium.

This is the "special classroom" that Moody has applied for, and it is clear that he wants to make an impressive big scene this time.

However, Moody, who was standing at the front of the auditorium, stood there impatiently with a cane. This is only because, he found out that there were two students who were late for this class!