Perhaps, this is what a truly "powerful" person should look like, right?

Keep moving forward, moving forward, moving forward again, constantly overcoming obstacles, surpassing yourself, even if there is a high wall in front of you, you can rely on your own strength to regain the confidence to continue climbing.

If you think about it, isn't this Harry who has been working silently?

"Bang!"

Maca gripped her staff tightly and knocked Harry back as he charged at her again. Then he leaned on his staff again, and watched the figure that was about to rise from the ground again......

Maca's chest also rose and fell slightly.

Suddenly, Maca glanced at the wall on the right—there was a large scar that was gradually healing with an unstable twist.

Yes, it was undoubtedly the masterpiece of the Gryffindor Sword.

In fact, it has only been a long time, but to suppress it without hurting the other party, even for today's Maca, it seems a bit reluctant.

As expected, this time, Harry, who was out of control, was surprisingly strong.

Not only is the strength and speed far beyond the limits of the past, but even the Gryffindor Sword, which was originally sharp and unremarkable, has a special effect that can cut through the flow of magical energy.

If you don't use magic with enough strength, it's just a matter of wielding an extra sword in front of Harry.

However, even so, Maca's problem wasn't really about how to suppress Harry. What he was looking at now was the "other" Harry who was struggling in confusion and madness.

Harry, who had just gotten up, didn't immediately rush at him again with his sword.

From Maca's eyes, it could be seen that Harry was holding the Gryffindor Sword in both hands at this moment, and the muscles in his whole body were tense, and his whole body was trembling.

It was as if he was trying to suppress something—with his own willpower.

In contrast, Maca, who seems to be more powerful on the surface, has always easily buried herself with books, materials, and calculations.

Whether it's the Scroll of Truth, the Monument of Bewitchment, and of course, countless magic books and ancient books from the hands of those who came before them...... These are the things that Maca relies on.

Even the ability to perceive magic was obtained through Rowena's trials and Luna's serious injuries.

Maca knew that there was nothing wrong with relying on the wisdom of his predecessors, after all, his efforts were well known. But compared to Harry at the moment, he has always been missing something that belongs only to him.

Oh, yes!

Macka McKellen has never been "strong", isn't this something that he has already understood?

"Hold on, Harry."

Maca clubbed her staff on the floor and looked at Harry, who was still trying to hold on to herself:

"Maybe Professor Dumbledore is right - I need your help!"

As if hearing Maca's words, Harry, whose eyes were red and bruised, suddenly raised his head, but the Gryffindor sword in his hand began to shine again.

Seeing this, Maca couldn't help but chuckle and said:

"It's okay, just come on! As long as you can hold on, I'll knock you back no matter how many times you go - who called me 'Macklean'? ”

For Harry, Maca is undoubtedly his eternal goal. And it is precisely because Maca also knows this that at this moment, he has to play this role even better.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Harry rushed towards him with his sword in tow, Maca leaned forward and disappeared in place, and immediately flew back upside down with Harry.

Again, again, again...... Since the speed of the two is faster than the other, the time of the fight is actually not long, but it can be used in this way to steadily overpower Harry's head, and the load on Maca is also quite large.

But it can't be helped, if you want to not hurt Harry, this is probably the most suitable choice.

"Bang!"

"Keep it up! Don't worry about what's in front of you, all you have to do is focus on finding yourself and I'll take care of the rest! ”

Suddenly, Harry got up and stopped again. His body was at times moving, sometimes relaxing slightly, and again and again, until at last he finally stood there with his sword in hand.

"Oh! Okay, okay...... I'm so tired! Dumbledore, McLean, listen, don't call me again for this kind of! ”

Maca looked at the Sorting Hat that had been clasped to Harry's head from the beginning, and then fell to the floor with a "click", only to realize that Harry had indeed made it through the toughest level.

That's right, this extremely resolute boy finally survived.

"Dumbledore, we succeeded! Then, all he had to do was finish the last stretch of the road on his own—"

He hurriedly turned his head and looked at the place where the white shadow had been.

It's a pity that the figure has long since completely dissipated at some point, leaving only the old book that has been closed and left alone on the stool.

……

The next day, Maca did not go out, but chose to stay in her room and continue to study the long-destroyed Philosopher's Stone.

In this way, the trench coat wizard naturally has no reason to leave Hogwarts.

"Mr. McLean, then I...... Going to class with Hermione and the others today? ”

At the door of the room, she stood there and whispered a question to Maca's back.

"Well," Maka smiled slightly, "that's good—ah, are you asking my opinion?" There's no need for such ......."

"Okay." The trench-robed wizard nodded suddenly, "Then, I'll be over...... I'll bring you breakfast for you. ”

After carefully closing the door, she stood in the doorway for a few more moments before turning and walking towards the Great Hall. As for what she was thinking in front of Maca's door, no one knows.

In a short time, she made her way from the secondary fort to the foyer of the main fort, and entered the auditorium through the side door.

"Come on! This way, this way! ”

When the trench-clad wizard heard that, she turned her head to look at the old seats at the Gryffindor table, and then she saw Luna sitting next to Hermione, waving happily to her!

Speaking of which, Luna has been hanging out on Gryffindor's side a lot lately, but she doesn't seem to be disobedient. Even the Ravenclaw classmates didn't seem to feel anything unusual.

Seeing this, the trench-robed wizard had no choice but to walk over amid Luna's repeated calls.

"Ahem...... Good morning, everyone. ”

"Oh, good morning!" Luna dragged her hand and let her sit on the empty seat next to her, "This is for you, just sit here!" ”

Ron, who was on the other side, heard her say this, and couldn't help but whisper:

"Luna, I think you're going to Gryffindor."

"Shut up and eat your grilled sausage!" Hermione, who was on the other side, couldn't help but glance at him when she heard this.

After habitually scolding Ron, Hermione looked at the trench-clad wizard again and asked:

"Where's Maca? He didn't come with you? ”

Seeing Hermione ask about Maca, the trench-robed wizard who had just picked up the fork couldn't help but take a slight pause.

"Oh, Mr. McLean is still busy studying the Philosopher's Stone," she said, "and as for breakfast, I'll bring it to him in a moment." ”

"Then Maca isn't going out today?" Luna tilted her head and pondered, "In that case...... Shall I come with you later? ”

"Luna!" Hermione hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Don't go - since Maca is going to do research, we'd better let him finish quietly, going will delay his business." ”

"Really?" Luna blinked, nodded, and said, "Okay then...... I wanted to show Maca my new spell! ”

"New spells?"

Luna's words attracted everyone's attention at that time.

You know, developing spells is not something that ordinary wizards can do, and it requires talent and opportunity, and sometimes the level of danger is really not low.

As for the last point, just think about Luna's mother.

"What spell?" Hermione hurriedly asked, "What is it for?" What formula is used? What about the specific practicality? ”

Listening to Hermione's series of questions, Luna couldn't help but touch her cheek, and her face was a little dazed.

No way, there were so many questions that she didn't know which one she should start answering.

And just then, there was a sudden flapping of wings outside the auditorium door - it was the owls who came with today's letters and packages!

"It's not very powerful, but it's fun," Luna said with gusto, "You'll know when you see it!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a large flock of owls flew in from outside the gate, and the wind whistled by the gate of the Great Hall, each flying towards the four long tables.

Needless to say, there are a lot of Gryffindor tables here.

When Luna saw this, she hurriedly drew her wand, and without hesitation, she raised her hand and threw it into the air.

"Plop plop and fall to the ground!"

As she whispered her slightly strange incantation, an invisible wave spread from the tip of the staff and rushed towards the flock of owls on the long table.

And in the next moment, as if they had lost control of their bodies, the group of owls that flew near her fell to the table, smashing pies, corn kernels, oatmeal, and so on.

"Float into the air!"

Fortunately, Hermione's reaction was still fast.

Almost as soon as the owls fell, her levitation spell was hurriedly cast. Although he couldn't catch the poor owls, he managed to keep the food flying in midair.

Then the big ones watched in horror as the owls got up from the table unscathed, but they all staggered as if they were drunk, and some even fell headlong into the milk jug.

"And voila! Isn't that interesting? Luna laughed.

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