Maca's action was very neat, and when he used the Shrinking Charm to pack up the petrified werewolves one by one, he took Leni and Lena out of the almost destroyed basement.

He was going to take the two werewolf girls to Hogwarts, and he was sure Dumbledore would arrange for them.

As for Logan, he didn't go with Maca to Hogwarts Castle. As he had said before, he intended to start with the remaining ordinary werewolves, and work his way up towards the goal he wanted.

To be honest, although Maca can show enough respect for everyone who is full of ambitions, he is actually not optimistic about Logan.

If you want to make wizards identify with werewolves, in addition to the popularization of wolf poison potions, speaking with interests is obviously the most realistic and effective method.

However, Logan clearly doesn't have that ability.

Of course, there are always many ways to do it, and in this regard, Maca would not say that he would never succeed.

"I'll support you," Maca smiled, "...... I mean, of course, the spiritual level. ”

Logan gave the werewolf sister a deep look, then waved his hand, and without saying anything more, turned to leave.

"I don't dare to expect your support, as long as you don't object, thank God." He muttered to himself as he walked.

Standing on the side of the street, looking at Logan's fading back, Maca turned her head as if she had suddenly remembered something.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Hungry!" Leni said unceremoniously, "Are you going to let me take a bite?" ”

Lena reached out and pulled her, but she didn't care, instead looked up and looked at Maca.

"Hey...... From now on, it's time for your recipes to change. ”

Maca pushed her aside by the face, then walked past her and walked forward, causing her to snort in displeasure.

"Where's Lena?" Suddenly, he asked, "I think you're much more reliable than your sister...... What do you like to eat? ”

“…… Shredded pork with green peppers. ”

"Huh?"

……

Early the next morning, in the Gryffindor House common room.

"Hermione!"

Hermione, who had just come down the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory, was suddenly stopped by Ron, but she didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and still walked forward quickly.

It was as if she hadn't noticed that there was another person next to her.

But Ron reached out and grabbed her arm.

"What the hell do you want!" Hermione shook his hand away violently, and said without looking back, "First let Lavender steal my things, and now you want to apologize?" Do you think I'll ever forgive you? ”

"It's not...... Hermione...... Ron's voice came from behind her, sounding a little dry, "I have something for you...... I...... I like you! ”

"I'm sorry, but I don't like you."

Hermione's answer was decisive and swift, as if she was trying to get rid of something as much as she could.

"I know......" Ron was silent for a moment, then continued, "I told Lavender to steal the dress, how do you know?" ”

"Now that it's done, does it still make sense to ask this?"

Hermione let out a cold voice and was about to leave again. But she was only halfway up her leg when Ron grabbed her arm again.

"You ......"

"Hermione! Hear me out! Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and stubbornly continued, "Did you hear my conversation with Maca?" ”

"Yes and what? Isn't it possible? Hermione asked, still facing away from Ron.

"If that's the case, that's easy to say......" Ron gritted his teeth, "Hermione, it's clear to me that you've never liked me...... I'm here today just to give myself an account. ”

"I know Maca is right – I can face my weaknesses now, and if I want to grow further, I have to break them!"

"But...... I thought about it for a long time when I went back...... Then I understood. I'm not Maca, and I don't have the ability to be him, to replace him! ”

"All I can do is confess my heart to you like I do today and wait for you to give me a rejection."

At this, Ron closed his eyes and shook his head painfully.

"For me, 'giving up' is my greatest courage."

This sentence seemed to consume most of Ron's strength, and the whole person was full of a sense of detachment.

But the next moment, he jerked up his drooping head again and looked at Hermione's back.

"But, Hermione, you're different." He said firmly, "You're much smarter than I am...... No, you're smarter than most of your classmates! I think only you can keep up with Maca...... You should go and talk to Maca about it! ”

"......'Give up' is my courage, it's definitely not for you!"

Ron's words were so loud that many of the students in the lounge looked over to this side.

Hermione turned around, but her gaze was elsewhere.

She shook her arm slightly, and said expressionlessly, "Let go...... You're scratching me. ”

"Uh...... Sorry ......"

Ron subconsciously let go of his hand, only to see Hermione suddenly glance at him.

"I don't need you to say it, I won't give up." Hermione looked at him and said, "But, I'm not going to go looking for Maca either - at least not yet!" Maca has a very important plan, and I will never interfere with him! ”

With that, Hermione decisively turned and walked out of the common room.

But after taking a few steps, she paused again, leaned sideways and whispered "thank you" to Ron.

As smart as Hermione, she already understood why Ron was stealing her dress. And her "thank you" is not so much a thank you to Ron for taking great pains to think about her, but a final "redemption" she gave Ron.

Ron looked at her departing back, smiled wryly and rubbed his face, then let out a long breath.

"That's it! It's finally over! ”

"What's the end?"

Harry had just come out of his dorm, and he didn't know that he had been missing out on a lot of great shows lately.

"My love!"

Ron looked at Harry, finished with a serious face, and then burst out laughing to himself.

He felt that he was much lighter now—he didn't have to think about those boring things anymore, and he could enjoy life again.

Although life is not always satisfactory, he still feels inferior because of certain facts. But he thinks that this is his true self, and no one else......

As Ron had said, the recent mess was pretty much over—at least for the three Harry.

Soon, the summer semester began inadvertently.

Normally, the start of the summer semester meant that Harry and the others had to train hard for the final Quidditch match of the season.

This year, however, the final event of the Triwizard Tournament has taken over the school's biggest event — even though the Warriors still don't know anything about the third event.

Finally, in the last week of May, Professor McGonagall had left Harry and Hermione behind after the Transfiguration class.

"Potter, Granger...... Go to the Quidditch pitch below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "and Mr. Bagman is going to be there to tell the Warriors what the third event is. ”

Yes, under Dumbledore's auspices, the Triwizard Tournament went on as usual, and there were no changes due to the appearance of the Dark Mark in the first place.

So, at half past eight that night, Harry and Hermione separated from Ron in the Gryffindor Tower and went downstairs. As he walked through the foyer, Maca was coming up the stairs in the basement.

"Maca?" Harry said curiously, "Where are you from?" ”

"Professor Snape's office......," Marca replied casually, "Well, Professor Snape's private potions preparation room, to be exact." ”

He seemed to be thinking about something, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Hermione, on the other hand, only looked at him secretly a few times without saying a word.

"What do you think it will be?" As the three of them descended the stone steps together and melted into the cloudy night, Harry asked Marka, "I heard that Miss Delacour seems to be chattering about the underground tunnels all the time, and she thinks we're looking for treasure." ”

"That's not bad." Maca said perfunctorily, "You can borrow a basket from Hagrid and sniff it and leave it to them......

They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered the pitch through a passage between the stands.

"What are they doing there?" Harry stopped abruptly and said in surprise.

The Quidditch pitch has completely changed!

Although the surrounding lawn is still flat and smooth, in the middle of the course, there is an incredibly large hole!

"Is it really an underground tunnel?" Harry said, cautiously walking to the edge of the huge crater and looking down.

But he only glanced at it, and immediately took a few steps back.

"Oh my God! This...... That's too deep, right? He said loudly.

"Hello!" A pleasant voice shouted.

Ludo Bagman appeared behind them, followed by Fleur.

Harry, they turned and walked towards them. Fleur smiled at him as she walked nearby, but Maca continued to think about something.

"How's that, what do you think?" Seeing that everyone was approaching, Bagman happily asked, "It's going well, isn't it?" In one more month, the following will be completely arranged, don't worry! ”

Seeing the unhappy look on Harry's face, he smiled and said, "As soon as the tournament is over, your Quidditch pitch will be back to its original state!" Okay, so guess what you're going to face? ”

"Treasure hunting?" Fleur seemed so happy that she thought she had guessed correctly.

"No, it's not...... Bagman laughed, "Of course, before we can announce the correct answer, we have to announce it first...... It is the score of the second item! ”