"I'm sorry, Harry. I didn't know that night—"

In the school hospital, Maca stood in front of Harry's bed, her face apologetic.

"No, it's fine." Harry immediately said, "What you did afterwards was the biggest takeaway from this operation, and I should thank you!" ”

"Yes! If not...... Oh! It's scary to think about. Ron chimed in on with Harry's words.

In addition to Dumbledore, the person who felt this the most was probably Ron. For a young wizard born into a pure-blood family, there is nothing more frightening and frightening than the resurrection of Lord Voldemort.

"That's true," Dumbledore said, "this time it's really thanks to Mr. McLean, I was a little late, and if he hadn't coaxed Voldemort with his ingenuity, and even more decisively acted at the last minute, the result would have been completely different." ”

"Professor Dumbledore, what happened to the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry hurriedly asked, taking advantage of the opportunity.

"Well," Dumbledore grinned, "the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed. ”

"Really? That doesn't seem to have changed. Maca couldn't help but think.

"Ruined?" Harry asked, puzzled, "But your friend, Nicolame, he-"

"Oh, you know Nicol?" Dumbledore asked, his tone looking pleased, "You made this clear, didn't you?" Well, Nicol and I talked about it, and we agreed that it was the best thing to do. ”

"But, in that case, he and his wife are going to die, aren't they?"

"They've stocked up on some elixirs, enough for them to get things in order. And then, yes! They will die. ”

Seeing Harry's stunned expression, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile.

"I know it may seem strange to someone of your young age," he said, "but for Nicol and Perenal, death is actually like going to bed after a long day." And, for the most sober-minded, death is just another great adventure. ”

"You know, the Philosopher's Stone isn't really a wonderful thing. With it, no matter how much wealth you want to have and how long you want to live, you can get what you want! These are the things that humans want the most, but the problem is that humans like to choose the things that are least beneficial to them. ”

Maca listened to it, but couldn't understand the meaning.

For him, the most lacking thing is probably time. He has a lot to do and a lot to work on...... For the rest of his life, I'm afraid I won't be able to-

"No, perhaps, death is the beginning of another adventure."

Comparing her tortuous life, Maca suddenly had a vague understanding. Unfortunately, this concept is also out of reach for him. Even though he'd already experienced it once, he still didn't know anything about it.

He glanced at Dumbledore, and it became more and more that this white wizard was as unfathomable as the rumors suggested.

"By the way, Maca, what the hell is that battle chess level—" Ron asked with a sudden pat on Maca's arm.

"Huh? Battle chess level? Maca looked dazed, but Dumbledore laughed.

"That's a good level, isn't it?" He smiled and said, "At my suggestion, Professor McGonagall replaced the original ordinary wizarding chess with the wizarding war chess invented by Maca. That's fun, I personally like it. ”

"Huh?" Maka was stunned and said, "Professor, I'm glad you'll like my gift, but ......"

He really wanted to say, is it really good to change such an important level casually?

Dumbledore continued, "Not only that, but I was inspired by you and Harry to design the final level myself. Yes, that's right, it's the legend of King Arthur......"

"Oh - I'm sorry for that, I let Voldemort discover the secret." Hermione couldn't help but look guilty when she heard this.

"But you've shown courage for that, Miss Granger, and I don't think that's something the average student can do."

"Oh, thank you, but—"

Maca patted Hermione on the shoulder and smiled at her, "It's okay, you've done a great job." ”

"Yes! If you want to change me, you may be scared and shivering! "And if Quirrell hadn't remembered to take you hostage, you'd probably drown in the water!" ”

But Hermione took half a step back because of Maca's action of patting her shoulder, and in Maca's surprised eyes, she whispered, "Oh, thank you......"

Maca didn't know what was wrong with her, in fact, he didn't even notice Hermione's presence at the time. Although he is not to blame, I have to say that the little girl's heart is still very sensitive.

Dumbledore watched their every move, and the warm smile on his wrinkled face remained unchanged.

In the time that followed, Harry brought up Snape again. Although he already knew the cause and effect, he was still haunted by it. However, Dumbledore told him that Snape once owed Harry's father a life.

For Snape, there was nothing more difficult to accept than the fact that a rival had saved him. So, he hated Harry's father, but he also hated Harry.

"The human mind is indeed wonderful, isn't it? Professor Snape can't stand to continue to owe your father a favor. I believe that the reason why he has tried to protect you this year is because he feels that this will make him and your father even, and no one owes anyone. ”

"Then, he can relive his hatred for your father with peace of mind."

Harry tried to think about it, but it made his head ache violently again, and he had to stop thinking about it.

"Okay, enough questions. Kid, I suggest you start enjoying these sweets! Oh! Bibi multi-flavored beans! When I was younger, I was so unlucky that I accidentally ate a stinky bean. I'm afraid I haven't been a big fan of pacmen since then – but I think it's always foolproof to choose a toffee flavor, you say? ”

"I think it's better not to fight for character." Maca looked at the beans in Dumbledore's hand and couldn't help but shake her head, "I've never tasted anything good. ”

"Character? It's an interesting word. Dumbledore said, putting the golden-brown multi-flavored bean in his mouth as he choked and coughed, "Phew! Unlucky, it's earwax...... It seems that my character is really not very good. ”

Seeing Dumbledore wiping his mouth as he walked out, Maca immediately followed.

"I still have some things, you guys talk about it first."

In the hallway, Maca and Dumbledore had a few words, and they went to the Headmaster's office together. But when he came out of the principal's office again, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

He stood in the doorway of the principal's office and glanced back.

"I didn't expect Dumbledore to be so talkative."

……

In the evening, in the main hall of Hogwarts, the end-of-semester dinner seemed to be particularly lively.

Sitting at the long Hufflepuff table, Marca listened to Darren, the Quidditch captain and prefect, complaining about his absence from the last game, and accepting the harassment and nagging of the big beauty Charlotte, and couldn't help but feel the warmth of family.

What made him even more unfortunate was that because of his outstanding performance this time, many students knew about his clever fight against Professor Quirrell and the protection of the Philosopher's Stone. Although no one knew that there was a role with Voldemort in it, it did not prevent everyone from showing respect and enthusiasm for him.

This not only moved him, but also really dispelled the haze in his heart a lot.

Even a small group of Slytherins looked at him in awe, after all, not everyone could go head-to-head with a working professor, even if everyone was a little unimpressed with Professor Quirrell.

Speaking of those little snakes, I have to mention the appearance in the hall at this moment.

On the walls to the left and right of the hall are being decorated with silver and green pennants representing Slytherin; On the wall behind the guest of honor was a huge banner with Slytherin snakes painted on it, which was supposed to be the seventh year that Slytherin House had won the House Cup.

Although because of Maca's excellent results, Hufflepuff has won a lot of points. But after all, the power of one person is limited, and Hufflepuff House is still in second place, just a little higher than Ravenclaw.

It was a long time before Harry stepped through the side door of the hall, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, Dumbledore appeared.

"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said happily, "Before I can indulge in these delicacies, I must trouble everyone to listen to an old man's cliché......"

When Maca heard this, she immediately blocked the next few sentences. He waited until Dumbledore had finished talking nonsense and started talking about the House Cup before he continued to listen.

“…… Now, as far as I know, we first have to have a ceremony to win the House Cup, and the specific scores for each house are as follows: fourth, Gryffindor, three hundred and sixty-five points; third, Ravenclaw, 426 points; Second place, Hufflepuff, 442 points, Slytherin 485 points. ”

The Slytherin table erupted in thunderous cheers and stomping.

Maca glanced at the edge of the Slytherin table, but Willy Blois still had the same calm expression, unresponsive to the commotion around her.

I remember that some time before the exams, Maca would often meet her in the school greenhouse. But the other party either turned a blind eye to him, or left directly. Even if he tried to communicate with her, she would just stand there quietly, and he would answer a word or two when he asked Willy, and then turn around and leave, unable to communicate.

If it weren't for the fact that Willie would come to him from time to time to ask a few questions, he really felt that he had done something wrong and made the little girl angry!

He was thinking about it, but he noticed that the little badgers around him suddenly boiled.

"What's wrong?" Makara took Charlotte's sleeve with a handful.