Chapter 517: Teenage growth

Maca spent the rest of the Christmas holiday in the ward. Although he also wanted to go shopping with everyone before returning to school, but at the unanimous request of everyone, he had to stay in the hospital bed with his fingers and count the remaining days. .
Fortunately, except for the three of Hermione who would come every day, Luna hadn't gone anywhere this time, and had been quietly accompanying him by that window. You know, for this seemingly demure young girl, in fact, it is not as seated as everyone thinks, and walking around is her favorite thing to do.
Anyway, in this quiet day, the day when he left San Mungo finally arrived. This day is also the return day of Hogwarts School of Magic.
Early in the morning, Maca walked out of the gate of the San Mungo Magic Injury Hospital, found a place where nobody was using the door key, and appeared on the hillside in front of Lovegood's house in an instant. .
Yesterday evening he had already completed the discharge procedure, and Luna returned to her home before dinner just like in the past few days. Maybe she wants to pick up her at St. Mungo today, but Maca doesn't think it's necessary.
The weather has been good recently. It is only late in the UK that winter always starts to dawn. Maca is getting up early today, and it is still drowsy before dawn. But probably because today is special, in order not to be late when arriving at Hogwarts, Luna seems to have got up.
Maca walked in the snow and squeaked with snow. While breathing the cold air, he looked up to the unique "pawn-shaped" hut of Lovegood's house, and the orange fire and lights were already showing through the windows.
Winter is the season when the creatures are dormant, and the cold nights seem extra silent as if their sounds are frozen. Occasionally one or two gusts of wind blew from a distance before a few rustling noises came.
The closer you are to the house, the more you can hear the sound of the house. There were sounds of busy footsteps, sounds of rubbing of objects, and even the crackling of firewood in the fireplace. Only occasionally, I heard people staggering. Luna and Chenofilius, the harmonious father and daughter, seemed to be arguing about something rare.
"... darling, I have to say, you should bring these socks on. The Ravenclaw Tower is great-especially with its own library, but the only bad thing there is that it's too cold .Trust me, bring these thick wool socks! "
"No, I don't think so, Dad. I would rather bring my new laptop with me than a pair of socks, it will allow me to write down more about amazing animals."
"But, dear ... even if you don't put these socks in, you won't be able to stuff a new notebook."
"Then take another pair of socks ..."
"Oh! My boy, don't do this, your poor feet will be frozen!"
Maca stood in front of the door, listening to the dialogue coming from the room, shook her head a little funny and helplessly. He stopped listening, and knocked on the door.
"Oh-it must be Maca, he can't wait to come first." Luna's voice was still soft and pleasing, as if talking against your ears, with a mysterious intimacy.
After a while, as the footsteps approached behind the door, the door creaked open.
"Good morning, Mr. Lovegood." Marka greeted politely.
"Oh, it ’s really Maca—" Chenofelius patted his shoulder happily. "Why is this here? Luna told me yesterday morning that we plan to go there in a little while. Saint Mungo picks you up. Hurry up! Come in! Have breakfast together! "
Maca smiled and said, "No need to pick it up," and followed him in, and took the wooden door behind her. But they had just walked inside, but as if he had discovered something extraordinary, he hurried to the spiral staircase.
"... Don't ... don't take it out again, dear. But don't forget, you have to wear clothes to class, and you don't have to wear some more!"
This living room and kitchen is also a little bigger, and Maca stood aside for a long time to see the situation. He used to give Luna a suitcase with an invisible stretch spell, but the filial young girl had been transferred to her father some time ago. Now she has used her original suitcase again. Every time she goes home or goes back to school, she has to think carefully about how much stuff should be loaded.
"So let me add a few stretch spells to your chest!" He couldn't help but say.
In fact, he had already mentioned this proposal a long time ago, but for some reason, Luna did not accept his offer last time. Now seeing that she was struggling with a notebook and even a pair of wool socks, she could not help but make this suggestion again.
Luna, who was sitting on a stool by the stairs and looking at the suitcase, shook her head without thinking. When she found Maca approaching her, she even closed the box.
"No, I don't need Maca." Her tone was still a little stubborn, but with a little seriousness on her face, "I'm packed ..."
Doesn't this girl want me to see her clothes? real or fake? At that time, the little girl who was pure and innocent and even talked with a sense of etherealness, has it already begun to grow up?
The closer you get, the harder it is to judge a person's change and growth. It has been almost five years since he and Luna knew each other.
These five years may not be as long as an imaginary for an adult; but when these five years belong to a thriving child, the changes will actually be huge.
It was only at this moment that Maca watched Luna suddenly wake up-the little girl who shone in the hazy golden color in the cemetery had grown unknowingly and seemed to have become more female. The flavor is gone. Even her dress taste, which has always been incomprehensible, is slowly moving towards a chic but unique one, at least not as strange as it was at first.
Well, probably the only thing that is constant is her long blonde hair. The slightly curly hair was pushed back against her cheeks, draped across her waist along her spine, with a soft sheen.
"Then put all the books you want to take with me! Those things are weird. You won't be able to find me when you get to school."
Oh! And those eyes, Luna's grey eyes were still a little hazy, and even if she was talking to you, she might not always look at you. Sometimes you have to think carefully to see if she is talking to you or talking to something invisible.
Just like now, the two of them are talking, but Luna's eyes are falling on the sleeves of Maca's robe. Maybe she is still wondering if there is a sniffing thing in it!
However, after looking at it for a long time, she lowered her head again and carried out several stacks of books of different sizes from the box. It seems that she accepted the previous proposal from Maca.
Seeing that his daughter was finally able to bring some extra clothes and thick socks to school, Chenofilius couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Seriously, the suitcase with the no-stretch stretching spell is really good, but no matter how easy it is to use, it doesn't make him happier than the ease with which his daughter can come. If Maca doesn't come, he must find a way to return the suitcase to Luna.
"The next time you give a gift, let's send more suitcases!" Maca thought helplessly. "Only when the gift is given during the holiday, can the father and daughter accept it smoothly."
To be honest, he gave away a bauble with enthusiasm before, but now he feels so regretful.
After Luna packed her luggage, the three enjoyed a strange and rich breakfast under the warm fire together, and Maca took Luna to the front door of Hogwarts. before.
During these days when Maca was lying on the bed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Hogwarts Castle, which should have been rather deserted during the holidays, became quite busy, and various characters were coming and going. , Busy for the death of the two great demon Lord Voldemort and Greenward.
Because of this, Hogwarts professors, especially Professor McGonagall, suddenly had a lot of school affairs to be dealt with one by one, and the reception of guests became a daily necessity. Extra work.
In fact, if somebody hadn't blocked most of his affairs for him, probably Maca would not have been able to escape the common affairs that belonged to him even if he hid in Saint Mungo.
There were two wizards helping him to stop him. One of them was Professor McGonagall, who naturally wanted him to take care of himself, and the other was the vanity old man of Horace Slughorn, who had not yet officially taken office child.
For the danger, the chubby old man usually stays away; but for things that can help him build his reputation and expand his social circle, he seems to be able to smell it faster than anyone else.
It was only then that Maca and Luna came to the gate of the school, only to find that the lively scene that they expected was not there. Even if they come early, the little wizards who have returned to school have not yet come, but what about the Ministry of Magic, or some other guests? It stands to reason that those guys don't care if the sky just turned on.
The two didn't go far before, and they saw a tall figure standing next to the gate and looked at them with a smile.
"Hagrid?" Maca took Luna two steps and came to the other side. "Why stand here? Welcome the students back to school?"
"Yeah!" Hagrid nodded happily. "Besides that, the horses are planning to move today-Professor McGonagall has found a good place for them, and the Ministry of Magic has also approved it-but One big thing, I have to look at it! "