Of course, there was no trace left at the school gate.

When Hermione came here in the snowstorm, all she saw was white that had been re-covered in snow. And under that layer of snow, it was just an ordinary horse road after Maca had been repaired.

She covered her cheeks with her sleeves from the snowflakes on her head and shoulders, but she was still unaware of the cold in the air.

All she knew was that she seemed to have run away in vain again.

That's right! Even if Maca had just returned, it had already been more than half of the night, so what was the use of her hurrying over now?

Was it just to catch a glimpse of the signs that Maca had been there?

It's a pity that even the so-called "signs" seem to be gone.

Hermione turned around with some disappointment, and returned in the direction she had come from, forgetting for a moment the seemingly endless wind and snow.

But suddenly, she subconsciously raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the castle through the dense snow curtain. Suddenly, a window with the glow of a fireplace suddenly attracted all her attention......

Her eyes suddenly glowed again.

"Maca?"

It was the Ancient Demon Professor's office, the office of Maca—and Maca had indeed returned!

The next moment, Hermione was running again, and in a few moments, she disappeared into the main entrance of the castle that was slowly closing again.

However, she was preoccupied with Maca, but she did not realize that there was another window in the Ravenclaw Tower, and there was a faint candlelight in it.

"Proper care can convey the depth of affection, and excessive pursuit can easily lose space for each other."

Behind the window, Luna held a candle in both hands, the flickering flames gently illuminating her soft face. She looked at the vague vanishing figure in the vestibule, and only after a moment did she raise her head again, and her gaze fell again to the familiar window edge in the distance.

"Hermione, let's go talk to him tomorrow, okay?"

……

"Click......"

A slight sound of footsteps quickly alternated from outside the door, getting closer and closer. Maka was writing and drawing behind her desk, and her slightly tired eyes silently threw herself at the office door.

"This mana fluctuation...... Is it Hermione? ”

Before nightfall today, the most affected person will probably be Hermione—this is something that Maca has long thought of.

And now, Hermione had found out about his return overnight, and to be honest, it wasn't surprising at all.

But to be honest, Maca's mind was a little chaotic tonight, and he didn't want to see anyone at this time.

Because he felt that it was difficult for him to concentrate on talking to people at the moment, and this was undoubtedly a state of considerable disrespect to everyone he met.

But since Hermione would come running so late, it was obvious that she had seen that the office window was open...... It doesn't seem like a good idea to pretend you're not there until now.

Maca casually tossed the quill back into the inkwell, rubbed her swollen temples slightly, and was about to wave the door open.

But the next moment, his hand suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Realizing that Hermione outside had already come to the door, she didn't raise her hand to knock on the door. Maca looked a little puzzled by this, but then paused to open the door.

He didn't really know why Hermione had stopped suddenly.

Maca wouldn't have been surprised if Luna had done so suddenly, because the girl's ideas were always out-of-the-box, but surprisingly relatable.

But if it's Hermione, it's usually the kind that you can do just what you want. Her strong subjective will allows her to become stronger and more proactive, and sometimes even Maca feels a little envious.

And the behavior of a late-night visit like this, knocking on the door is probably the most normal behavior of Miss Hermione Granger, how could it suddenly stop?

Out of worry, Maca was just about to open the door to take a look, but who knew that the figure outside the door suddenly turned around and leaned lightly against the door.

Maca, who was aware of this, suddenly became vaguely aware of a certain part of the other party's thoughts.

He twisted his fingers.

Then he slowly retracted his outstretched arm......

On the other side, Hermione in the hallway was leaning against the door.

I don't know when it started, but the urge she had just caused by "finding out that Maca had returned" suddenly calmed down.

After a little calm, she finally thought about what Maca's departure and return represented.

When it comes to saying goodbye without saying goodbye, it's obviously because Maca thinks that some things are best done by him alone, and he must keep them secret.

Speaking of the sudden return not long ago, behind such an abnormal behavior, there must be some accidents.

Generally speaking, Maca rarely changes her planned itinerary at the last minute, does it?

So, what kind of accident forced him to interrupt his follow-up operations, return to Hogwarts in the middle of the night and stay in the office all night?

Thinking about it, Hermione could sense an invisible heaviness more and more. Whatever the "accident" was, Maca probably needed time to digest and think about it now—just like she was now.

Of course, compared to Hermione's worries about Maca, the repression that Maca was going through must have been much more unbearable.

As soon as she thought of this, Hermione didn't want to bother the other at such a time.

In the rush of back and forth for most of the night, all anxiety and eagerness were inadvertently dispelled by such a thought. Hermione stood silently against the door for a moment, then straightened up and left the door of Maca's office in silence.

This night, two girls with completely different personalities and views chose the same answer under their own will. This tacit understanding, which is not tacit, may also be a seemingly accidental inevitability.

"Let's go back to him tomorrow...... Well, maybe you can call Luna along. ”

……

The next morning, Maca, who had not slept all night, was walking briskly on her way to the school gate.

Naturally, he didn't know that Luna and Hermione had chosen to come to him today, so of course he continued to act according to his own ideas.

Just half an hour or so ago, he thought of a catastrophe that might prevent a meteorite from falling on the gates of Hogwarts, but it would require the cooperation of many people.

So, he left school early in the morning and went to the British Ministry of Magic.

"Tuk-tuk-"

This time, out of the urgency of the incident, he didn't waste time underneath to be examined or anything, and went straight to the door of the minister's office.

But this time he had come to ask for help, and in order to save some face for Mr. Scrimgeoart, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the response from inside, Maca immediately opened the door and walked in, and then casually closed the door behind her.

At this moment, a head suddenly popped out of another door next to the minister's office, and looked back and forth in the corridor with a surprised expression, but where could he still see half a figure?

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my ears? The minister's secretary plucked his ears blankly, "Oh, this kind of problem is not conducive to promotion, I have to go to St. Mungo after work to register......"

Not to mention that the minister's secretary was muttering to himself, but in the minister's office, Maca had already arrived at Scrimgeur's large desk.

"You may be seated...... You may be seated! Mr. McLean, why did you come here in person so early? Did something happen to the plan? ”

When he saw Maca at the Ministry of Magic early in the morning, Scrimgeour couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Just like in the old days, when Dumbledore was still around, whenever he was in the Ministry of Magic, it meant that something big was about to happen, or had already happened. And once this happens, the busiest, most dangerous, and easiest to take the blame will probably be the Minister of Magic.

Scrimgeour had always had a poker face and had been the head of the Aurors' office for years, but now that he was Minister of Magic, the burden on his body made his heart flutter just as well.

It can be seen that no matter who it is, no matter how knowledgeable and bearable, this chair of the Minister of Magic is not easy to sit on.

“…… By the way, would you like some tea? I've got ...... here."

"Don't be busy," Maka quickly stopped him from doing his errands, "Well, before I tell you what I mean, there's something I need to tell you about - the transfer of Azkaban prisoners in two months is no longer necessary, just cancel it!" ”

"What?"

Speaking of which, it was still a matter of the last time that Maca came to discuss secretly with Scrimgeor, and Scrimgeour only said that he could cooperate after some inner struggle.

You know, once this kind of "big move" is known, there will be many people who disagree with politics who will directly protest against him as a minister at the Wizengamot meeting!

However, due to Marca's current status and relationship with the International Federation of Wizards, Scrimgeour was persuaded on the spot.

But now, Maca suddenly said that it was canceled again, which made Scrimgeour a little dumbfounded.

"This ...... What's going on? What's happening again? He asked in amazement, then shook his head again, and said, "No, after all, why did you transfer all the prisoners out of the prison in the first place?" ”

Now, there are some things that cannot be hidden, and when Maca saw him asking, she explained simply and clearly along with his question:

"Well, I'll be able to tell you why—actually, I was going to lure a meteorite down, and it was Azkaban that I set for the crash in the first place."

"Fall...... Meteorite? ”

Scrimgeour noticed that his jaw seemed to be a little uncontrollable.

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