Chapter 849: The world behind the door

The snow is getting worse.
It has been weeks since Maca returned from Romania. Although McGonagall showed him the letter from Akinbad as soon as he returned to Hogwarts, he did not say anything specific.
He just said--
"Christmas is coming soon!"
After that, the situation at the Israeli Hebrew School of Magic also spread to Hogwarts with the voice of the media, but Maca remained unresponsive.
It's as if now he just wants to prepare Christmas well and let the whole school teachers and students have an unforgettable night. Otherwise, he doesn't do what he wants.
So, as the day passed, the only thing that changed the most in everyone's daily life was the snowflakes dancing in the air.
In the office, Maca was immersed in a quick calculation on the manuscript paper, and his pen never stopped.
It can be seen that a chart of comet orbits is placed not far from the table, which was recently predicted by Muggle astronomers, which is obviously much finer than his previous copy.
Only occasionally did he write, pick up a cup by the table, and pour a cup of cold tea into his mouth.
I didn't know how long before, he suddenly inserted the quill into the ink bottle, and put the stack of thick manuscript papers in front of him aside.
After drinking the tea in the cup, he finally leaned his head back to the back of the chair, narrowed his eyes and rested for a moment.
"This way, maybe it will work ..." Maca thought secretly in her heart, "Of course, provided that those data are correct."
After letting the brain rest for a while, he stood up and walked towards the door.
...
It's almost dusk, and without the warm sunlight during the day, you can intuitively feel that the temperature is falling rapidly.
Maca stepped on the snow that had already accumulated and walked through most of the vestibule with the sound of "creaking", and once again came to the door of the hunting lodge in Hagrid.
"Bang!"
He knocked on the door, but after a while he could not wait for Hagrid to open it.
Of course, there is always a higher possibility that no one will respond when knocking on the door of Hagrid recently, but this does not mean that Hagrid is not at home.
Maca has long been used to this.
I didn't care too much, and saw that he reached out and swayed in front of the door a few times, and then opened the door with one.
"Is it really inside again?"
Looking around the room, there was no one.
But in this hut today, there is something that has never appeared here before-it is a flat box like a door panel. If it is not so ominous, it is like a coffin cover.
At this moment, the "coffin cover" was leaning against the wall of the hut. The room was quiet and almost no movement existed.
Maca shrugged, raised her leg and went straight there.
He couldn't see until he came to the front of the stuff, one side of the flat box was a door panel, and even an old door was pressed on it!
And when he took the doorknob lightly and pulled it open suddenly, everything behind the board door immediately came into his eyes.
It is no exaggeration to say that in this flat box, no more than 3 inches thick (about 7.62 cm), is hiding a small world.
"Roar--"
As soon as I opened the door, a roar immediately came out from inside, but the sound seemed to be separated by a distance of thousands of meters.
Maca didn't stop at the door, and walked straight in after opening the door.
Because this flat box is leaning against the wall of the cabin, it may be a little strange that the ground and the center of gravity change synchronously when you walk past.
But when you get into it, that suddenly bright vision will make you completely forget the previous doubts.
In the eyes there is an open grass field, and there is a shade above the head.
In fact, you can find out a short time later that the place you just came in is actually a thick and big tree. The lintel on the trunk seems to have grown there, and it even has a bit of art.
"Oh!"
He closed the door first.
"Hagrid!"
Suddenly looking back, Maca's shout spread along the green grass all the way, attracting many magical animals living here.
A group of white Pegasus were chewing the grass when they bowed their heads. After hearing Maca's voice, their ears suddenly shook twice, and then they raised their heads and looked at them.
There are several holes in the ground not far away. As Maca's shout passed, several goblins emerged from the ground, looking around with curiosity-and were caught by the flying owl Marfa. To be far away.
Suddenly, a series of ball starlings flickered at Pegasus's feet and landed.
The naughty little ones chased each other, but unexpectedly a stealth beast suddenly appeared around them, as if trying to drive them back to their safe lair.
Maca's eyes didn't linger on them for too long, and he looked up to look farther away. It can be seen from a distance, there is a huge creature soaring in the air.
"Roar--"
It was cold and roaring again through the space, and all the amazing animals were fleeing to their den.
That's Norbetta, a Norwegian ridgeback. Most animals don't know. Although her voice can spread, she can't get through this area.
"Oh! Marka, are you here?"
Waiting for Maca to go over there, Hagrid, who heard his shout, temporarily put down the iron bucket in his hand and greeted him over here.
"I'm preparing dinner for Nobetta! Today I made some fish ..." He said happily, "I have long heard that the Norwegian Ridgeback is the only fire dragon that will go fishing in the sea. I was thinking of trying it out. Is it real."
But when Maca heard it, she spread her hands.
"It may be possible to fish, but it may not be used for food-" he said, "you know, diving into the sea and swimming may just be a way of entertainment for them."
That being said, Maca didn't try to stop Hagrid's attempts, after all, he just said a possibility casually.
When he watched Hagrid turn around again to make some meat, Maca helped him get it together.
"How's it going to get along well with the animals?" He asked as he put the vegetables in the minced meat. "If you have any questions, tell me at any time, and I will work with you to find a solution-especially for safety. Do n’t cause any accidents! "
"Well, in fact, it's nothing," Hagrid thought for a while. "If you have to say, hey, can this place be bigger? I don't think the little sweetheart of Norberta is always flying fast enough ..."
Marka grinned when he heard the words. Really, he really couldn't stand the strange present taste of Hagrid.
"It's not impossible to stack the markless stretch spell again, but it will take more time to stabilize the space. I am afraid that Christmas will be over by then!"
"Oh, okay!"
Hagrid shook the meat from his hands, then wiped his hands and cut the cabbage again.
But after taking a few steps, he felt a stun under his feet, turning back in doubt and looking at Maca.
"Maca, seriously!" Hagrid couldn't help asking, "how do I think ... you seem to be very prepared for this Christmas event?"
"Huh? Isn't it serious?" Maca smiled easily. "Every year, there will be old students graduating and new students entering school-I hope to leave them some wonderful impressions or memories. "
"Of course this is a good thing, I just ..." Hagrid struggled with his own words, hesitantly, "I feel that this time you seem to be more diligent than when you were preparing for the alchemy contest last time!"
"There are also guests coming from outside the school this time, and there are quite a lot of them!"
Maca waved her hand and stopped talking, but let the iron bucket containing a large pile of minced meat and shredded vegetables float by herself.
This barrel alone is about half as tall as his own, but he doesn't have the strength to lift it up.
"Uh-"
But he saw that he knocked on the barrel wall with a spoon and made a few stuffy sounds filled with stuff.
And before the percussion was settled, a few eagles and winged beasts came out in a small grove in the distance ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After they ran a few steps on the grass, they spread their wings and flew up. The ground rushed over here.
Hagrid watched Maca begin to feed these eagles and horses, but no longer had to ask anything, but took another bucket with a large piece of fish and walked further.
Maca is digging up the minced meat with a large spoon and throwing it at the eagles around him, watching them raise their forefoot probes to catch them.
These eagles were all sick, and he and Hagrid had to mix potions in their food. But it was because of their illness that Hagrid could buy them from a breeder at a low price.
He fed a few tablespoons of minced meat, glanced back at Hagrid's departure, and sighed secretly.
"I hope everyone will have a good time on Christmas soon!"
After feeding this large bucket of minced meat, and watching the eagles and horses slowly return to the woods, Maca gently took out the staff and shook it overhead.
Looking at a light source at high altitude gradually dimming, most of the animals looked up to the sky-they are not used to this dark way!
Looking at Hagrid again, he saw that guy was being slumped to the ground by Norberta's tail, but immediately he got up and tried to give each other a hug, and Maca shook her head and laughed.
If you can be as pure and frank as Hagrid, maybe many things will become very simple.
"I'm going back!"
Shouting again, Maca stopped delaying, and turned and walked on the big tree.
It wasn't just Hagrid that he had to take care of. The black magic defenses that Snape still gave him still required him to continue toss!
Before long, when the door inlaid on the trunk was closed again, the space finally entered the real night.
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