Chapter 106: McMillan House

和 "Related to character?" Harry said curiously. "What kind of character does my patron saint represent?"
"Smart? Smart? Be gentle?" Hermione guessed.
Ron also came up and said, "I heard that the male deer will fight with horns, but they usually look docile-maybe that's saying that you usually look gentle, but they are wild inside!"
Harry turned his head and asked Marka, "What do you think?"
Maca shrugged and said, "I think Ron is right, but I have a better word here-‘ Manshow ① ’.

"What does that mean?" Harry wondered.
"Well, you can think of it as 'hidden but elegant and sexy'." Maca patted Harry on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the door. "The special cursing class for this Christmas holiday is So far, you can practice more on your own. "
"Hey, Maca!" Hermione called him, "There will be a Christmas dinner at noon tomorrow, I think--"
"Oh, sorry. I have some reservations tomorrow, I'm really sorry." Maca turned her head. "My roommate, you know, Ernie McMillan, he invited me to a Christmas party hosted by their family— —I want it all day. So ... "
"Okay, um, then ..." Hermione pursed her lips, and her voice sounded a little lower. "Then wish you a Merry Christmas in advance."
哦 "Oh! Are you going to have a big meal?" Ron and Harry didn't feel much, just looked at him with a little envy, "That sounds great ..."
Maca waved at them, and then disappeared around the corner.
Uh ...
In the early morning the next morning, Makat chose a more formal dress.
This was prepared when he planned to hold a farewell party for graduates last time. Although he didn't need to dress so formal, but once he chose to enter the social circle, he had to make some preparations.
No, it will come in handy soon.
The McMillan family is one of the twenty-eight sacred families in the British magic world. Although the name sounds very earthy, its significance is always to be ignored.
Of course, this is a thing of the past.
Now, in these 28 pure blood families, almost all are not as good as before. Such as Neville's Longbottom family, and also Voldemort's Gunter family.
Of course, there is the Black family.
There is an old English saying, "A bad field is always better than a field (Abadbushisbetterthantheopenfield.) ②" At least there are several well-maintained in the pure blood family, Ernie's McMillan family is one of them.
By the way, Maca went through the fireplace in Hogsmeade Village.
"I can't figure it out, why is there always a deviation in my phantom shape ..." Maca shook her head, and then plunged into the fireplace, "McMillan."
Huh!
Tyrande coughed and laughed as she watched the magic flame emerging from her own fireplace.
咳 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."
But Tyrande didn't know. Just now, the green flames generated by Maca when using flying powder sprayed directly from the chimney of his house, and rolled several jackdaws looking into the chimney. Ernie's went ...
玛 When Maca came out of the fireplace in Ernie's house, the unfortunate jackdaws fell out of the chimney pipe all the way to the center of the living room.
"Oh, is this a Christmas present you gave me?" Ernie stood up from the table, curiously watching the jackdaw rising up in the room.
Maca looked back at the fireplace, and she looked confused.
"No, I think ... maybe they just want to take a ride, etc." He spread his hands and said that he was not quite sure.
"Well! Anyway, you are welcome to come to my house." Ernie beckoned to him, "Have you ever used breakfast? Don't mind having a glass of milk?"
At this moment, the man sitting in the main seat stood up.
"Are you Mr. McLean?" He said politely, "We always listen to Ernie read about you, to be honest, you are much stronger than Ernie."
"Oh, it's a great prize, Mr. McMillan." Maca saluted him slightly. "Ernie also often helped me, and sometimes brought me some late-night snacks-you should know, the kitchen is at Hitchpitch Public Next to the lounge. "
"Haha, yes, of course!" Ernie's father nodded. "I was also a Hitchpage, and I always went to the kitchen to find food ... In fact, Ernie came from me long before school. Know where the kitchen is. "
"This is really a memorable parent-child fun." Maca said, walking over and sitting next to Ernie, "as Ernie told me before, you are a gentle father."
"Did he really say that?" Ernie's father glanced at him in disbelief.
"Hey, dad! Don't believe it!" Ernie poured Maca a glass of milk and put it in front of him. "Don't say that, come, try this-it's from our farm."
McMillan's Christmas banquet will start at noon, and there will be a lot of guests. In the afternoon, there will be a tea party and some messy small activities. Guests can freely participate and spend time.
But the highlight is the evening ball, when more pure blood families will come to participate. According to Ernie, it will be very lively.
"The Christmas ball is rotated by several good families every year, but I don't like it very much-it always makes people very restrained." Ernie poked, "But that will show the glory of our family, that's it I like it a bit! "
Soon, guests arrived one after another.
不得不 I have to talk about the McMillan house here.
Although the various layouts are very low-key, they cannot hide their essence, which is one word-big!
This is a three-story mansion with few floors, but it is very spacious. As far as the living room is concerned, it is almost half the size of the small Hogwarts Auditorium.
You know, Hogwarts is a castle.
Of course, as far as the residence is concerned, Macallan has seen the Blois Fort in Velly's house. In contrast, such a larger place seems to be nothing at all.
Maca adjusted her clothes, readjusted the position of the bow tie, and then greeted it.
The purpose of his visit this time is more for communication, especially for those ancient pure blood families. After all, no matter how declining those families are, they still dominate the magic world today.
And in his plan, their existence is indispensable.
Even as he smiled coldly in the crowd, Ernie suddenly came over with a little girl—that was Hannah Aibo.
"Maca, Hannah is here too-" he said, "Don't make fun here, how about we go to the backyard for a while and fly the broom?"
"Flying broom? Now?" Maca stunned.
"Yes, of course!" Ernie smiled. "Hannah always said she likes to see you riding on a flying broomstick, it's cool!"
没 "No, no ... I didn't say that ..." Hannah blushed. "Hello McLean ..."
哦 "Oh, hello." Maca nodded and glanced back at the crowd again. "Then go flying for a while."
"Yes, let's fly for a while! Today's weather is so good ... It just so happened that Laila has arrived," Ernie was saying, suddenly shouting out the door, "Laila, here it is!"
Maca followed and looked back, but saw a little girl who looked more timid than Hannah was running around here.
Did she bump into one or two people and stop and apologize every time. With a distance of more than ten meters, I let her go for several minutes.
…… "... Oh, sorry, sorry ... sorry--"
她 As she walked in front of Maca, she turned around and hit Maca's chest while apologizing.
"Yeah-sorry!"
"If you can look a little more in the direction of walking, you don't need to say so many sorry ..." Maca helped her, then said.
"Hey, Ernie isn't calling me!" She said, glancing at Maca, then whispering again, "Oh! Aren't you ... uh, McLegan!"
"It's McLean!" Ernie whispered.
"Oh! I'm sorry--McLeggan." She apologized again ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Well, although you are polite, did you think it was wrong? "Maca shrugged.
"Really?" She stuck her tongue out, "Hmm ... sorry!"
McLegan! Anyway, Maca didn't pay much attention to his last name, and it didn't matter if it was staggered.
"Let's go to the backyard quickly! The flying broom is waiting for us!" Ernie said excitedly.
"I like flying brooms!" The little girl followed, "So let's go! Uh ... McLegan?"
Maca heard the words and had to spread her hands and said, "Yes, my name is McLegan ... Let's go!"
Although dealing with those wizard families is really important, there are many ways to start. To be honest, it's also a good way to make more friendships with the little wizards than to talk nonsense with adult wizards.
Uh ...
玛 While Maca was busy with her plans, Harry and Ron were opening their Christmas gifts this year ...
"Mom gave me another hooded fur coat ... maroon again! See if you got one?" Ron asked, turning his head.
Harry did too, and Mrs. Weasley gave him a scarlet hooded leather coat with a Gryffindor lion woven on the front and twelve mince pie baked at home, Christmas pastries and a box of crunchy peanut flakes sugar.
He looked happily for a while before he removed all these things. Then he saw a large, slender package underneath, as well as a small package that was not too eye-catching.
"What's that?" Ron asked curiously, looking at the big chestnut pair of maroon socks.
"I don't know." Harry shook his head and reached out.