"Maca?"

When Ron had been in the hospital room for a long time and was about to take a two-step walk to relax his tense mood, he saw a familiar back in the visitor's rest area on the sixth floor.

To be honest, Maca's back itself is not conspicuous, and like his physiognomy, he has never been the type to catch someone's attention at a glance.

Therefore, the reason why everyone feels extra down-to-earth and reliable when they see him now is because he has brought tangible help to many, many people so far.

Sometimes just a little reflection makes Ron wonder - he can't imagine what everyone would be like now without Maca.

But...... Of course, what Ron couldn't imagine, Maca always knew in her heart. Without him, maybe some things would have been less rosy, but maybe more bad things wouldn't have happened.

Therefore, Maca has long believed that his "chance encounter" with Hogwarts, with these friends, and even with the entire wizarding world is definitely not a good thing.

Maybe...... Just "meeting Macca McKellen in my life" is a mistake for many people, right?

"Huh?"

Ron's magic fluctuations Maca had already felt it, but he waited for the other party to open his mouth before he turned back and smiled at the other party.

"Maca, why are you here," Ron quickly walked over when he saw that it was really Maca, "When did you come back?" Why didn't you go to the ward? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry," Maka shrugged slightly, "I'm thinking about something here. ”

"Really?"

Ron, who was about to sit down here, straightened up again when he heard this.

"Then if you keep thinking, I won't bother you-"

Obviously, Maca's time is absolutely precious compared to being idle. If he had delayed Maca's thinking because of his wandering, he might have turned into London...... and even the sinners of the entire British wizarding world!

"No, no," seeing that Ron wanted to leave, Maca immediately waved her hand, "Since they're all up, let's sit down!" Nothing to bother without. ”

"Uh...... Does it really matter? ”

"If you are told to sit down, you will sit down!"

Maca shook her head, and when Ron finally sat down across the table with some hesitation, he picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip.

"That-"

Ron looked at the teapot and cup on the table, and suddenly he noticed that the tea in the cup that swayed slightly did not seem to be the usual color on the English afternoon tea table.

It looks ...... there. Looks like a little gray?

"Yes...... Gordigan tea? "I think you gave us a drink," he recalled. ”

"Well, yes, Gordigan tea." Maca nodded, "But it's not the kind I used to cook for you. How's that, do you want to taste it? ”

When Ron heard this, he immediately said happily:

"Oh, why not?"

Maca nodded again, then waved her hand casually, letting the other teacup, which was upside down in the porcelain plate next to it, float itself in front of Ron. Then, after the teapot moved, he poured a full cup before falling back to the center of the table.

"Huh? What does this taste like......"

Ron picked up the teacup and sniffed it, looking a little confused. But when he saw that Maca was drinking one sip at a time, there seemed to be no problem, and there was no worry in his heart.

Because he knew that Maca had always had a pretty good taste in eating and drinking, and even the last "Potion Ingredient Feast" was not bad at all in terms of taste.

However, as soon as the tea was in his mouth, Ron's face changed instantly.

"Poof—"

Maca's eyes were quick, and when Ron subconsciously squirted, she immediately raised her hand, causing the tea mixed with saliva to float in the air.

Then, he pointed down again, causing them to merge into a bunch and pour them back into Ron's teacup.

"How's it taste?"

Maca raised an eyebrow, a prank-prone smile on her face, and looked at the bitter look on Ron's face across from her with interest.

"Oh, Maca......" Ron said with his tongue out, frowning, "what is this?" ”

"Didn't you just say that? Gordigan Tea! Maca spread her hands and chuckled, "It's still the original version, and there aren't many people in this world who can drink it!" ”

"This," Ron said helplessly when he heard it, "even if everyone could drink it, there wouldn't be many people who would like it, right?" Maca, do you really think this is good? ”

Before she could finish speaking, Maca put away her smile and looked at her cup, then slowly shook her head.

"I don't think so."

"Then you-"

Before he could finish "Then why did you drink it", Ron saw Maca bow her head slightly and said:

"I don't like it either, but two of them think it's good. But I think there's probably only one person who really likes it...... Because of the other one, the one who likes it may just be the person who cooks it. ”

"W-What?"

Ron felt as if he understood, but he didn't. I saw that after thinking about it for a while, he could only scratch his head a little depressedly.

"Well, I don't want to drink it anyway...... Sorry for wasting your cup of tea. ”

"It's fine."

With a nonchalant wave of her hand, Maca emptied the teacup in front of Ron, and then let it turn over again and again into the porcelain plate on the side.

But after that, he picked up his cup again and drank it violently. Then Ron watched him put the cup on the table, sighed in relief, and said:

"Oh, it's a powerful drink!"

Seeing that he actually had to add it to the cup after saying this, Ron finally couldn't help but say:

"Maca, isn't it...... What happened? ”

Ron is not a person who is sensitive to other people's inner thoughts, even in the past, under the guidance of Maca, he has become much stronger than the immature self he once was.

But what you're not good at is what you're not good at, and it's impossible to turn Ron's shortcomings into grows because of a few words from Maca.

So in other words, in this series of behaviors of Maca, there are already some anomalies that even Ron can detect.

"Huh?" When Maca heard this, she just shook her head and said, "No, nothing happened, I just suddenly remembered something from the past - you know, I'm an orphan like Harry. And orphans, there will always be some old things that make people sigh and sigh. ”

Hearing Maca's words, Ron was tempted to say that he didn't know, especially compared to Harry, Marka's story before she entered Hogwarts was a blank slate for them.

No one knows what Maca has been through in the past; I don't know what kind of childhood can give birth to an outstanding wizard like Maca.

Ron remembers that there had been speculation in the school that Maca, who had always been as humble and courteous as a true gentleman, was most likely from a wealthy and wonderful family. It is only for some unknown reason that he will be reduced to an orphan.

And according to the calculation of time, many people think that Maca's parents and family may also be dead at the hands of Voldemort.

That's right, although Maca has long said that she is Muggle-born, there are still a lot of people who don't believe it, especially the "young masters" at Slytherin House.

But on this point, Ron doesn't think so.

Yes, Maca's words and deeds are indeed always accompanied by a sense of confidence and humility that ordinary people do not have, and that kind of temperament often gives people a feeling of being fully educated. However, Ron felt that Maca's confidence and humility were fundamentally different from the so-called "pure-blood education" in those pure-blood wizard families.

Just like right now, there was something bad going on in Maca's mind, even Ron could feel it. But on the surface, he was still calm and friendly, as if he didn't want others to feel uneasy about his current state of mind.

Macka McLean is a person who is born with a soft heart. On the contrary, the kind of strength he usually shows may be a disguise for himself and others.

Unbeknownst to Maca at this time, his disguise was almost never really seen, but today it was guessed by Ron as if by chance.

"Okay, this tea is almost drunk, and things are almost thought about, then I should continue to go out on errands...... Oh, I'm not going to the ward yet, and when you go back later, you can mention it to you by the way, and just say that I probably won't come back today to have dinner with you. ”

"Uh, okay—"

Watching Maca get up, Ron habitually nodded in response, but then he stretched out his hand and said:

"Ahh Wait, I have one more thing to tell you here. ”

"What's the matter?"

When Maca heard this, she couldn't help but pause, looked back at him and asked.

"It's Harry," Ron immediately reported, "he's gone to Diagon Alley—with his Gryffindor sword. Oh, and maybe Neville was with him too, and I had been to his family's hospital room before, Hannah told me. ”

"Harry and Neville?" Maka bowed slightly, thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anyone else?" ”

Ron shook his head.

"I guess there isn't."

"Well, I see, I'll keep an eye on the road."

With that, Maca turned again, and walked towards the top of the stairs. Ron was watching his departing back, and although he was a little worried, he didn't know what he should say until he couldn't see the other party.

All he knew was that there seemed to be an indescribable feeling of suffocation in his chest, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

After a few moments, Ron withdrew his gaze and let them fall back onto the teacup left by Maca on the other side, staring at them for a moment's time.

It's a pity that he couldn't understand what Maca was thinking just now, and what he meant by his previous words.

"Oh!"

Ron scratched his scalp again in some anguish, and the doubts in his heart piled up.

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