Meeting Professor McGonagall was actually just a courtesy, just like when Marca met Lady Maxim when she was a guest at Beauxbatons in the past, and it was Hogwarts who lost her face when she didn't show up.

Therefore, even if the brothers and sisters of the Hohenheim family came to visit in the name of Maca's friends this time, this trip to the principal's office was inevitable.

Of course, in the end, this is just a face-to-face greeting, as long as the attitude is reached, the task is completed. It didn't take long for Sarah and Noah, who had casually exchanged a few polite words with Professor McGonagall, to leave the Headmaster's office under the guidance of Maca and take a casual tour of Hogwarts Castle.

But not long after they left the principal's office, an interesting thing happened.

……

As Maca had predicted, Charlotte went to the Hog's Head Bar early this morning to work as her unscrupulous waitress, creating a fortune for Aberforth and herself.

To be honest, places like the Pig's Head Bar don't have a lot of customers on Easter Day.

Especially during the day, in this festival full of life and vitality, everyone is gathering with their family and friends, and the day is almost over in the gossip.

Therefore, the customers who run to the bar in broad daylight are usually the sporadic crowd of people who have a rather lonely time.

Plus, this is a pig's head bar after all, and the regulars in the past were mysterious wizards who covered their heads. Since the arrival of Charlotte, the number of old customers has suddenly decreased. It is only when there are fewer people that they occasionally come over and sit down, order a glass of wine and sip in silence, as they have done in the past.

Today is a sunny day, and even the village of Hogsmeade, which is covered in snow and ice all year round, seems to be slightly warmer. Charlotte creaked through the morning snow to the door of the Pig's Head Bar and chatted with Aberforth, who was waving his wand to clear the entrance.

In Charlotte's eyes, Aberforth was a strange old man, and some of his ideas were actually contradictory.

For example, he would get up early in the morning every day to sweep the snow in front of his door, but he would never ignore the dirty doors, windows, and floors that had been the same for decades. For example, his attitude towards each customer is almost like a no-answer, but he can remember the image, voice, and name of those drinkers in his mind, and even tell which customer visited the bar for the first time on which day.

After explaining her intentions to Aberforth, Charlotte stepped straight into the dimly lit bar and scrubbed the only bar that Aberforth had designated for cleaning.

Like mentioned before, there are really few guests in the morning. It was only a few young wizards who happened to pass by the door of the bar that after discovering that Charlotte was on duty, they temporarily called some friends over, which made the bar a little more lively.

Well, maybe after noon, there will be more guests who come here to entertain their lives! Unfortunately, Charlotte had to go back to Hogwarts this afternoon to help Professor McGonagall sort out some information and letters, and it was impossible for her to stay at the Hoghead Bar to continue entertaining visitors.

So this morning, she spent most of the morning leaning against the bar, holding her chin and bored.

If there is not enough turnover, then she will naturally have a lot less gold Galleons in her account, and to be honest, Charlotte is actually not very happy this Easter this year.

At noon, after she had eaten a few things there to fill herself, she returned to the door of Hogwarts with the half-day reward Aberforth had given her. Obviously, compared to strolling around leisurely in the morning, she basically doesn't have much to do at this time.

"Oh! Professor McGonagall, who sent this Easter egg? ”

As soon as she entered the principal's office, Charlotte immediately saw the easter egg in the basket. Needless to say, it must have been given by someone else, as Professor McGonagall hadn't had the heart to get on this thing lately.

Due to Maca's activity in France, Hogwarts was given a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and McGonagall, the current headmaster of Hogwarts, was of course busy with all her efforts.

"It's McLean," Professor McGonagall replied, looking up at the chocolate egg before smiling, "that kid always takes these little things to heart......

"It's Maca?"

Charlotte, who was walking towards the desk next to her, couldn't help but look back when she heard this, and a little indescribable meaning faintly flashed on her face. Although she only looked at it again, McGonagall, who was also a woman but had a lot of experience, could not notice the incongruity in her expression.

I saw her smile behind Charlotte, and the corners of her eyes full of fine wrinkles swept a little thoughtfully.

"Charlotte, I remember you liked chocolate, didn't you? Take this egg and eat it! "You know, I can't handle chocolate, and it's a waste of McLean's heart to stay with me." ”

"Oh, no...... How can this be. Charlotte, who had just taken out a few reports from the file basket next to her desk, paused for a moment before putting them on the table, "That's Mar...... How can I ...... to give it to you, McLean sent you"

She said that, and it could be seen from her back that she didn't turn around, that she was hesitant about it in her heart.

"It's yours now," Professor McGonagall waved her hand nonchalantly, without even raising her head, "so be it! Well, let's sift through the professors' class records from the previous week and show them to me after sorting them out......"

"Uh...... Okay, I'll start the screening now. ”

Charlotte knew that with Professor McGonagall's style of doing things, it was a foregone conclusion. So after she opened her mouth, she finally gave up shirking and put her mind back into work.

Speaking of which, Charlotte's years as a student were not easy.

Although she had been given the opportunity to attend Hogwarts, she was always bound by the surname "Werther". She was like a bird with its wings removed, silently looking up at the sky in this seemingly free land.

It is always foreseeable that the future is doomed to be bleak.

Therefore, even if her talent will not be lost to other outstanding students at all, she has never been outstanding in terms of academic performance. Only Quidditch can make her temporarily forget the troubles in her heart and soar in the air.

But now, with Maca's help, she has finally freed herself from the heavy shackles of the past and allowed her to enjoy her hard-won freedom. Although working as an assistant at Hogwarts did not pay much, and life gradually became much poorer, she is still satisfied with every day she spends her days today.

She is really happy that she can live an ordinary but fulfilling life without using the money her father gave her at the beginning.

In order to give herself a better future, she now picks up books again, tests and devotes herself to self-study after work every day.

She believes that nothing is impossible as long as she wants to.

Today, after finishing the work assigned to her by Professor McGonagall, Charlotte, who had had dinner, opened her textbooks and materials again and studied quietly until late. When she felt that she was starting to get sleepy, she silently closed the book and sorted out the materials, and stretched a big lazy waist.

Professor McGonagall had long since returned to the inner room, but Charlotte knew that the new Headmaster of Hogwarts had not yet had time to rest. The light that came through the crack under the door spread silently across the ground to her feet.

Charlotte said goodnight to the closed door respectfully, and then walked to the door of the headmaster's office with a few books in her hand.

But as she passed the headmaster's desk, she paused.

The lights in the headmaster's room had been extinguished by her, and only the moonlight outside the window was slanting on the corner of the desk, but it happened to illuminate the colorful Easter egg.

The chocolate eggs were bathed in a hint of cool silver moonlight, and the tone became much more plain, but more unique than during the day.

After a moment of hesitation, Charlotte sighed slightly, reached out and lifted the small basket containing only one Easter egg, and then slowly left the principal's office and went to her room.

……

At Hogwarts, Maca lived in the inner part of the office. Most of the professors' offices in the school are designed like this, with the outside being the office space and the inside being the living room. Although not all of the professors are like this, at least Maca is also one of the mainstreams.

Today, instead of going to bed as usual, he is still writing and drawing behind his desk, busy with some of his own research topics. Maybe I'll get some sleep for a while, but most of them will choose to make up for it here.

In a way, the sorcerer's body is fragile, and it can even be said that it is a little weak compared to those magical creatures with rough skin and thick flesh; But wizards, who rarely get sick, are quite solid in some sense, and staying up all night for research or something is usually not a problem.

But tonight, when he was immersed in some more complicated and boring theoretical research, he was surprised to sense that a source of active magic that was not Filch was moving towards him little by little.

"It's so late, who else is going to run to me in the dark?" He muttered to himself with a puzzled expression, "Could it be that fat young master from the Hohenheim family?" Who else but him would be so idle? ”