"Don't follow me this afternoon, I've got something to do...... Just walk around the school! If you prefer, you can also head to the nearby village of Hogsmeade and grab a butterbeer in the pub. ”

After the lunch break that day, instead of running to the hillside in front of the school to watch the Muggles go about their work, Marka planned to go to the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest to see the Monument of Bewitchment and the Mirror of Devouring.

Obviously, not only could he not tell the trench coat wizard about this, but it was also impossible for him to take the other party with him.

However, after hearing him say this, the other party seemed to show a little reluctance.

“…… Is it? ”

Although it was not explicitly stated, the tone of the non-dry and unbridled tone clearly contained a subtle emotion.

"Hmm."

Maka nodded in surprise.

"I'm sorry."

I don't know if it's because of the sudden gloom, under the influence of this inexplicable atmosphere, he finally apologized for no reason.

It wasn't until she turned and walked out of the castle gates, leaving the trench-clad wizard in the foyer, that Maca shook her head secretly.

"Strange...... Was it a situation where you need to apologize just now? ”

To be honest, Maca also felt a little confused about the situation this time—just then, he suddenly felt as if he shouldn't have left alone.

No matter what he thought, he would never take an unidentified person with him to the cave.

……

On the other side, the wizard in the trench coat watched Maka's back fade away. It wasn't until I stood in the foyer that I couldn't see it, and it was as if I had lost my goal, and suddenly I didn't know what to do next.

Yes! The ultimate goal is always in his mind, but until the time actually comes, there seems to be nothing that must be done.

I don't know when it began, silently following Maca's side became the only thing this trench coat wizard wanted to do.

After standing alone for a moment, he listened to a suppressed cough twice before he took a step and walked aimlessly to the side of the foyer.

Since I don't have any good ideas, I might as well follow what Maca said and just go shopping.

Now that the break time is over, the young wizards are all carrying textbooks or carrying school bags, and walk to their classrooms in groups of three or five.

In the corridors and on the stairs, there were students walking briskly.

Maybe it's because they've been used to this strangely dressed "outsider" for the past two days, or maybe it's because everyone is rushing to the classroom, and basically no one is staring at this trench coat wizard with curiosity anymore.

Of course, the occasional hurried glance is inevitable - after all, no matter how normal you dress, as long as you are with Maca, you will inevitably get special attention at Hogwarts.

Fortunately, for those who have no malicious intent, the trench-clad wizard doesn't seem to mind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice fell into his eyes.

It was undoubtedly Hermione, the only student in all this time who had spoken to her.

And at this moment, Hermione suddenly turned her face sideways and said:

"Harry, hurry up! It's all your fault for grinding with Neville, or we would have come over and sit in the front row earlier! Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think for Ron, right? ”

But behind her, Ron immediately waved his hand repeatedly.

"Alright, Hermione! It's okay for me, it's not like you don't know, Harry is going to practice with Neville! ”

When Hermione heard this, she immediately turned back and accused dissatisfiedly:

"You're still talking to him...... Since you were in first grade, you two have always taken my words seriously, don't you really think I'm saying that for your own good? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was me who was wrong - Hermione we listen to you, we all listen to you! Ron hurriedly expressed remorse, then grabbed Harry and asked, "Isn't it?" ”

"Oh, yes! That's right. ”

Harry immediately retreated to his position alongside Ron, nodding his head honestly. Seeing Hermione muttering "This is pretty much the same" as she turned around and continued on her way, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's why I've been in the first grade, and I've always felt like she's a bit like my mom." Ron leaned next to Harry and whispered, "It's okay for us, but it sounds a little annoying—"

Hearing him say this, Harry couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and said:

"Not every mom is like that - at least I don't think if my mom was still around, she wouldn't be like Hermione!"

In the past, he would obviously not have been able to say such a thing. It seems that because he has been immersed in the belief in the Patronus Charm all day long, he has gradually begun to feel relieved even about the death of his parents.

"Haha! I can't say for sure! ”

When Ron grabbed Harry's neck and laughed happily, even Neville, who was walking on the other side, had a happy look on his face.

And at this moment, just behind them not far away, there was a hint of envy in the eyes of the trench-clad wizard.

Not long after, Hermione and the others arrived at the Transfiguration classroom and walked into it one after another.

Seeing that the other students in the corridor also decreased as they dispersed along the way, by this time, there was no longer the previous liveliness.

The windbreaker, who had lost the crowd, gradually slowed down, and finally paused for a moment near the door of the Transfiguration classroom.

From here, you can see that the students in the classroom are talking softly with their classmates in the nearby seats, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

Suddenly, the class bell rang, interrupting some of the thoughts in the windbreaker's mind. Just as he was about to leave the place and move on, he saw that the eyes hidden under the wide-brimmed hat suddenly turned back to look behind him.

"Didn't you spend the afternoon with Maca?"

At the same time as she turned around, Professor McGonagall's voice rang out—it wasn't a coincidence, because wasn't it time for class?

"Hello, ahem...... Well, yes. ”

"Then why don't you come with me into the classroom?" McGonagall suddenly added, "It's not about listening, it's just about sitting - as long as it doesn't disturb the students." ”

"I ...... May I? ”

This time McGonagall didn't reply, but just reached out to the door and made her meaning clear.

"As you can see, there is an extra observer for today's class. Of course, you don't need to be too enthusiastic, just listen to the lecture as usual. ”

After leading the other into the classroom, Professor McGonagall spoke briefly. And after asking the trench-coat wizard to find a seat in the back, he really started the lecture as usual.

This lesson continues from the previous lectures, and continues to talk about the problem of converting highly complex substances into single substances. As mentioned in the previous lesson, the similarities and differences between it and alchemy can actually be discussed together......"

The trench coat wizard sat down at the end of the room, and listened to what McGonagall was saying for a while, but it didn't take long for her to lose her mind.

This is not because he is not interested in Transfiguration, on the contrary, Transfiguration is one of his best subjects.

I think that when I first intervened in the battle between Maca and Helbo, the summoning of the ice crystal giant bird had to have an extremely high foundation of transfiguration to be able to perform.

And the reason why it wanders so quickly is probably mainly due to a certain feeling of the atmosphere in the classroom.

“…… Okay, that's the theory. Now, please divide each of you into groups of two or three people, and assign one person from each group to come up and collect the materials. ”

Harry, naturally, the three of them were habitually together as usual, but then Ron realized that Hermione was actually waving to Neville this time, and he was walking straight towards the trench coat wizard.

"Can I join you?" She whispered, "If you agree, I'll go get the practice materials." ”

The next moment, Hermione saw that the other party nodded, not showing the slightest refusal.

A short time later, Hermione picked up a large piece of strange color and messy texture from the podium and placed it on the table.

It's just a classroom exercise, and it's not easy, but it's not very difficult for Miss Know-It-all.

As a result, her purpose was not on the subject from the beginning, and it never even occurred to her to test the mysterious trench wizard with this exercise—even if her actions seemed to have such a little meaning in them.

"I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of asking, why didn't you spend the afternoon with Maca like you did the other day?"

It could be heard from Hermione's tone that she still maintained a certain respect and distance towards this strange wizard. After all, this is a wizard who can walk with Maca from time to time, and he can't be an insignificant figure no matter how you think about it.

"Ahem...... the other party coughed lightly twice, "Mr. McLean has some personal matters in the afternoon, and it is inconvenient to take me with him." ”

"Private?" Hermione listened, and thought to herself, "Didn't he say what it was?" ”

"Nope."

The trench-robed wizard said silently in that hoarse voice.

At this time, Hermione wanted to ask something more, but she heard Professor McGonagall from behind the podium speak:

"Each group has received the exercise material, so in the next twenty minutes, please follow the analytical formulas in the book to successfully convert the highly complex substance into a single substance of equal mass. The student who takes the least amount of time can earn 5 House Points for their house - so, let's get started! ”

After listening to Professor McGonagall's words, Hermione did not immediately take out her wand and start to perform Transfiguration, but while casually flipping through the pages of the textbook, she suddenly asked:

"Excuse me...... Enjoying the lessons? ”

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