Chapter 901: Tacit understanding

Of course, there was no trace left at the school gate.
When Hermione came here in the snow, all she saw was white, which had been re-covered by snow. And under that layer of snow, it was just an ordinary horse road after Maca trimming.
She covered her snow on her cheeks with sleeves, and her head and shoulders were covered with snowflakes, but she was still unaware of the coldness in the air.
All she knew was that she seemed to stupidly ran for nothing again.
Yeah! Even if Maca had just returned, how could it be said that it had already passed the middle of the night? Now what's the use of her rushing over?
Is it just to look at the signs that Maca has been here?
It is a pity that even the so-called "signs" no longer exist.
Hermione turned around with a little disappointment, her eyes narrowed, and she returned in the direction it came from, even forgetting to cover the snow that seemed endless.
But suddenly, she looked up subconsciously, squinting her eyes through the dense snow curtain to look at the castle. Suddenly, a certain window shining through the fireplace suddenly caught her full attention ...
Her eyes suddenly glowed again.
"Maca?"
That's the office of the professor of ancient runes, it's the office of Maca-Maca is indeed back!
The next moment, Hermione ran again, and soon disappeared at the main entrance of the castle, which was slowly closed again.
But thinking about Maca, she didn't realize that there was another window in the Ravenclaw Tower, and there was a little bright candlelight in it.
"Appropriate care can convey the depth of feelings, and excessive chase can easily lose mutual space."
Behind the window, Luna held a candle in her hands, and the flickering flames lightly illuminated her soft side face. She looked at the vaguely disappearing figure in the vestibule, and then raised her head again, and set her eyes on the familiar window edge in the distance.
"Hermione, shall we chat with him again tomorrow, shall we?"
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"Flip-flops ..."
A slight sound of footsteps alternated rapidly from the door, getting closer and closer to this side. Maca, who was writing and drawing at the desk, looked up suddenly, and his slightly tired eyes turned silently to the office door.
"This magic wave ... is it Hermione?"
Before leaving today, most of the people who will be the most affected will be Hermione. This is something that Maca had long thought of.
And now, Hermione had spotted his return overnight, and to be honest it was not surprising.
But to be honest, Maca's thoughts were a little messy tonight, and he didn't want to see anyone at this time.
Because he felt that it was difficult for him to concentrate at present and talk to others, and this was undoubtedly a state of disrespect to everyone who met him.
But since Hermione would come here so late, it was obvious that the windows of the office had been seen ... it seemed that it was not a good idea to pretend to be away.
Maca threw the quill in his hand back to the ink bottle, rubbed the swollen temple slightly, and was about to wave to open the door.
But the next moment, his hand stopped suddenly.
"what happened?"
It was found that although Hermione had come to the door outside, she did not raise her hand to slam the door. Maca seemed a little puzzled about this, but then stopped the door opening motion.
He wasn't really sure why Hermione stopped suddenly.
If Luna did it all of a sudden, Maca wouldn't be surprised, because the girl's thoughts were always very detached, but surprisingly fit the heart.
But if you want to change it to Hermione, generally it is the one that you want to do directly. Her strong subjective will made her stronger and more proactive, and sometimes even Maka felt envious.
And the act of visiting late at night like this now, knocking on the door straight up should be Miss Hermione Granger's most normal behavior, how could it suddenly stop?
Out of concern, Maca was just about to open the door and look at it, but who knew the figure outside the door suddenly turned around and leaned gently against the door.
Marka, aware of this, suddenly faintly realized a part of the other party's thoughts.
He twisted his fingers.
Then he slowly retracted his outstretched arm ...
On the other side, Hermione in the corridor was leaning against the door panel.
I don't know when it started. The impulsiveness caused by her "discovering Maca has returned" suddenly calmed down.
After a little calmness, she finally thought about what Maca's departure and return represented.
To say goodbye is obviously because Maca thinks that some things are best done by him alone, and must be kept secret.
And speaking of the sudden return not long ago, there must be some accidents behind such abnormal behavior.
Generally speaking, Maca rarely changes its schedule temporarily, does it?
So, what kind of accident was it that forced him to interrupt the follow-up operation, return to Hogwarts at midnight and stay in the office all night?
Thinking about it, Hermione was more and more aware of an invisible weight. No matter what the so-called "accident" is, Maca now needs time to digest and think-just like she is now.
Of course, compared to Hermione's worries about Maca, the repression that Maca was experiencing must have been more unbearable.
As soon as she thought about it, Hermione didn't want to bother each other at such times.
Hurrying back and forth most of the night, inadvertently being so annoyed by all this anxiety and anxiety. After standing silently against the door for a moment, Hermione stood up straight after all, leaving the front of Maca's office silently.
This night, two girls with very different personalities have chosen the same answer under their own will. This kind of tacit understanding is not a tacit understanding, or it may be a seemingly accidental necessity.
"Go find him tomorrow ... Well, maybe we can call Luna together."
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In the early morning of the next morning, Maca, who had not slept overnight, was hurried on her way to the school gate.
Naturally, he didn't know that Luna and Hermione both chose to come to him today, so of course he continued to act according to his own ideas.
About half an hour ago, he thought of a disaster that might prevent meteorites from falling at the gate of Hogwarts School, but it required the cooperation of many people.
Therefore, he left the school in a hurry early in the morning and came to the British Ministry of Magic.
"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"
This time, due to the urgency of the incident, he didn't waste time underneath for inspection or anything, and went straight to the door of the minister's office.
However, this time, after all, he came to ask for help. In order to give Mr. Scrimgeour some face, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Hearing the response from inside, Maca immediately opened the door and walked in, and then brought the door behind her.
Until then, a head popped up in another door next to the minister's office, and he looked back and forth in the hallway in amazement, but where could he see half a figure?
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my ear?" The secretary and secretary blankly plucked his ear. "Oh, this kind of problem is not conducive to promotion. After work, I have to go to San Mungo to register ..."
Not to mention the Minister Secretary secretly muttering there, in the Minister's office, Maca had already arrived at Scrimgeour's large desk.
"Sit down ... Sit down! Mr. McLean, why did you come here so early? Is there something wrong with the plan?"
Seeing Maca at the Ministry this morning, Scrimgeour couldn't help but worry.
Just like when Dumbledore was still in the past, whenever he was in the Ministry of Magic, it meant that something big was about to happen or had happened. Once this happens, the busiest, most dangerous, and the easiest to bake, most likely will be the Minister of Magic.
Although Scrimgeour has always been a poker face, he used to sit in the seat of the office director of the Auror for many years, but once he becomes the Minister of Magic, the burden on him also makes him constantly thrilled ~ www. EbookFREE.me ~ It can be seen that no matter who it is, no matter how extensive the knowledge is, the chair of the Ministry of Magic is not easy to sit.
"... Yes, do you want some tea? I have ..."
"Don't be busy," Maca hurriedly stopped him from doing anything. "Well, before I say what I'm here for, I need to let you know-the Azkaban prisoner transfer two months later has already happened. No need, just cancel it! "
"what?"
Speaking of this matter, it was the last time that Maca came over to discuss secretly with Scrimgeour, and Scrimgeour said that she could cooperate after a lot of struggling.
You know, once such a "big move" is known, there will be a lot of politically disagreeable guys protesting against this minister at the Wiesengamo meeting!
However, due to Maca's current status and relationship with the International Federation of Wizards, Scrimgeour was convinced on the spot.
But now, Maca suddenly said it was canceled, which made Scrimgeour speechless.
"This ... what happened? What happened again?" He asked suddenly, then shook his head again, and then said, "No, in the end, why did you transfer all the prisoners in the prison before? what?"
To this day, there are some things that can't be concealed. When Maca sees him asking, she explains briefly and concisely following his question:
"Well, I can tell you the reason now-in fact, I was originally going to lead down a meteorite, and the initial fall location was Azkaban."
"Meteor ... Meteorite?"
Scrimgeour found that his jaw seemed a bit unfit.
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