"Tuk Tuk"

While Maca was sitting at her desk in her study, intently looking through the information, there was a sudden knock at the door.

After he said "Please come in" without looking up, Lena walked in with a letter in her hand and gently handed the envelope to Maca's hand.

"Mr. McLean, it's a letter from Hogwarts." Lena said.

"Hogwarts?" Maca was stunned for a moment, and the quill in her hand couldn't help but stop, "When did you send it?" Just now? ”

"Yes." Lena nodded.

Maca took the envelope and flipped through it before picking up the letter opener from the table and picking out the wax seal with the Hogwarts coat of arms.

The person who wrote the letter was Dumbledore, and it was quite formal, both in format and in terms of wording. If Maca remembered correctly, this was probably the most official letter Dumbledore had ever sent to him since his acceptance letter.

It's just that the content is really confusing.

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dear Mr. Macklean,

The letter has been read.

Your wishes are generally clear to our school, and I have personally heard of your reputation and academic achievements. If you have some free time, please come to the cafeteria for lunch at 12 noon on the day of receipt, and I am sure that those who are here today will also be happy to have your arrival.

If possible, I would also like to take a short walk with you after the meal and enjoy the colorful scenery of the campus garden.

We look forward to your visit.

You're sincere

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

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If this letter fell into the hands of others, I was afraid that both friend and foe would be confused, but Maca nodded clearly.

"Lena, wait a minute!"

Seeing that she was about to reach the door, Maca hurriedly called out to her.

"Anything else, sir?" Lena asked, looking back, with a quiet expression.

"You're getting ready for lunch, aren't you?" "My share is gone, I'm going out at noon—you and Mrs. Weasley can talk about it too!" ”

"Yes, sir." Lena nodded slightly, then opened the door and left.

When the door closed softly, Maca looked up at the wall clock on the wall, then stood up and walked towards the door on the side of the study.

There was a small porch leading to the bedroom, but Maca would often spend the night in the study, and would not go out of her way to sleep in the bedroom.

So even though Maca had lived here for a while, the door had hardly been opened a few times.

"Click"

Unscrewing the doorknob, Maca went straight through the short porch to a bedroom that wasn't very large.

In the past, this room was actually used only as a lounge attached to the study, but in fact, its purpose seems to have changed almost now.

Walking to the closet on the side of the bedroom, Maca reached open the door and pulled out a barely worn outfit.

"Think of it as a rehearsal today!"

As he spoke, he drew his wand and flicked it, and the old wizard's robe on his body automatically untied its ties and buttons, and writhed like a snake......

After a while, some of the members of the Order of the Phoenix sitting in the downstairs reception room working on the papers, as well as Harry, Hermione, Ron, and others, heard a regular sound of footsteps coming from the stairs.

Probably because there are so many people living here lately, everyone is used to the sound of footsteps, so almost everyone doesn't pay attention.

Only Hermione immediately turned her head and looked towards the door.

"Listen to the footsteps, it's Maca!" She said excitedly.

"How did you hear that?" Ron glanced at the doorway, then looked meaningfully at Hermione.

"Of all the people who live here, only Maca and Lena's footsteps are very steady, and Lena walks a little softer...... So, it must be maca! ”

Hermione didn't notice Ron's expression at all, she just stared at the door and explained casually.

“…… I really admire you. Ron shrugged, "You can hear that...... Huh? ”

Before he could finish his sentence, he looked at Maca, who had just appeared at the door, and opened her mouth wide, so surprised that she forgot to say the second half of the sentence.

"Maka, what are you ......," Hermione said in surprise.

At the surprise of the two of them, everyone in the reception room turned their heads and glared.

Standing at the door of the reception room at this moment is by no means the usual Maca who seems to speak and act casually.

Especially the delicate dark wizard robe on his body, whether it is the style or the workmanship, every detail highlights a low-key luxury.

Not to mention the extremely high level of design, just looking at the dark green material that faintly glows in the sunlight like scales, it is enough to make people understand that it is not a fabric at all.

As for what it was, no one in the room knew it anyway.

"I'm going to go out for a while, and if there's anything important, let Marfa contact me—it knows where I am." Maca smiled and nodded, then continued, "Is there anything else going on at the moment?" ”

"No, it's not a big deal yet." Sirius said, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to a ...... Hmm......" Maca thought for a moment, "a private luncheon?" ”

"Oh, well!" Sirius looked at him suspiciously, then nodded inexplicably, "You dressed like this, I thought you were going to the International Most Outstanding Wizard Awards Ceremony!" ”

"Really?" Maca smiled and said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that...... I'm still worried about whether this dress will be able to calm the scene! ”

He paused, then turned around and said, "Then I'll go first!" ”

Everyone watched as Maca left with strange eyes, and only then did they all turn their heads and look at each other when they heard the sound of the door closing.

"It's the first time I've seen Maca dressed so meticulously...... Ron said with a look of surprise on his face.

"I bet that wizard's robe must be expensive to death!" Mundungus unabashedly expressed his envy with exaggerated movements.

On the other hand, Tonks suddenly asked sneeringly, "I said, is McLean very rich?" ”

"Don't discuss it," Sirius said, waving his hand, "that wizard's robe is mostly custom-made, and no matter how much you discuss it, you won't be able to discuss it...... When did McLean start playing pure-blood wizard as well? ”

……

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Maca appeared at the gate of Hogwarts on time, and the moment he emerged from the distorted space, he stuffed the ** in his hand into the pocket of his wizard's robe at great speed.

Then, without changing his face, he greeted Snape, who was waiting at the door.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Maca nodded solemnly at Snape.

"Good afternoon, Mr. McLean." The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, "Please go this way—"

As the two walked side by side towards the castle, Snape kept his eyes straight ahead, but his words never stopped.

"You're really 'low-key'!" Snape lowered his voice.

"The next period is going to be special...... My age is already a weakness, and in order to be able to control the scene, I have to show some momentum that conforms to the mainstream concept, right? Maca replied quietly.

"Clothing is only a surface after all." Snape said, snorting coldly.

"I also understand this," Maca nodded slightly, "but in the face of true strength, it is just the envy of the pure-blood family!" Professor: If you are willing to disclose some of the results of your research......"

"I don't have time to think about that right now," Snape pouted, "but you're right, if you have the chance......

"I'm willing to help my future child's godfather." Maca said jokingly.

But Snape just snorted inexplicably, and didn't say anything more.

Soon, the two came to the door of the auditorium, and Maca glanced inside casually, only to find that there were already many people inside.

In fact, it was a private luncheon hosted by Dumbledore himself.

Since the nature of the lunch is not really official, and the invitations to other guests are not branded with the name of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, today's luncheon can actually be said to be for public and private use.

However, after all, this was a luncheon hosted by Dumbledore, and even if most of the people in the Great Hall had a certain status and voice in the wizarding world, no one would care too much about it.

Or, in other words, the person who is more important than the accountant will not be invited by Dumbledore today.

In the auditorium, Maca had recognized many familiar faces, but more often than not.

He said a few goodbyes to Snape at the door, and then walked calmly and precisely into the Great Hall.

Speaking of which, although the wizarding robe he wore today had been praised by the Order of the Phoenix with great fuss, now in this auditorium, it was not so conspicuous.

Snape was justified in saying he was "low-key".

Because among those pure-blood wizards who are extremely luxurious, the attention to clothing has even surpassed the pursuit of magic, and those pure-blood families who only want to save face have become this vain tone since then.

Compared with them, Maca's wizard robe does not have the slightest sign of "high-profile" at first glance.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Under the gaze of many people, Maca calmly walked to the deepest part of the Great Hall with a smile on her face, where Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the guest of honor, talking softly with Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, Mr. McLean." Dumbledore looked up and greeted cordially, "I'm glad you came to this luncheon, how are you doing?" ”

"It's okay! I'm thrilled to be here for your private dinner – you see, I'm here today without lunch! The smile on Maca's face remained unchanged, but she said a bad joke in her mouth.