Chapter 855

It was still snowing outside, whirling and dancing with the wind.

Looking from near to far, it seems that the snowflakes in each region follow their own melody, but after mixing together, they appear so disorderly.

And if it were farther away, it would be too white to see anything clearly.

But Maka likes the weather.

"... do you have something on your mind?"

Suddenly, the figure in front of me turned around, and a pair of dark brown eyes pointed straight here. And in that pair of pupils, impressively contains the sharpness as always.

"Don't deny it, I can feel it. You've always been... Always distracted inadvertently recently. It looks like..."

Like Luna.

Hermione thought so, but she couldn't say it. Because she knows that everyone can be distracted. She can't drag Luna in because of the unspeakable relationship between the three.

This is obviously unfair to the naive and pure Ravenclaw girl.

"Anyway, you have to tell me what happened? We made an appointment."

However, as soon as Maka heard her question, she shook her head decisively.

"Sorry, Hermione... I can't say it yet."

"But --"

"Yes, I said it's best not to hide anything, so I paid special attention to my usual actions." Maka interrupted, "but even so, you seem to have found something..."

As he spoke, he recalled it in his heart.

"Oh, is it because I stayed in the classroom too long after class?"

"It doesn't matter. I just want to -"

Hermione had just said this at the beginning, when her face changed slightly and subconsciously stepped back.

"Maka, aren't you... You're not Maka?"

"No, no," said Marca with a smile, "I'm still me. I won't be so easily occupied by Haier bo... What's more, if Haier Bo got my body, he would have turned Hogwarts upside down."

The magic of a wizard is linked to the soul. Although the amount of magic is limited, the activity will increase with the growth of magic principles, natural rules and even spiritual will.

At the same time, the soul is becoming stronger.

It is impossible to suppress Maka's soul.

"So... What's the matter with you? Why -"

Today, Hermione's words always seem to be interrupted. Before Maka spoke this time, the auditorium door behind him was suddenly opened from inside.

"Hey! What are you talking about? Is it related to what Professor bubagi is studying?"

"What?"

Luna showed her head through the door. It seemed that she followed Marca and Hermione after they walked this way.

Hermione was stunned by Luna's questions. But Maka couldn't help picking her eyebrows when she heard it.

"Oh?" he said in surprise, "did you see it? I clearly asked her to keep it secret..."

Marka's words immediately attracted Hermione's attention. She keenly felt that there might be a reason why Marka has been absent-minded recently.

"What?" she immediately chased Luna.

"Eh? Don't you know?"

Luna also showed a smile with special cooperation and said everything she knew without thinking about it.

"That's what I happened to see when I went to Professor bubagi to ask about Muggle bathing!" she whispered. "Shh - remember not to tell anyone. In fact, I saw a big guy in Professor bubagi's office!"

"Really? Come on! What the hell do you see?"

Hermione also put on an eager expression. Although it was a bit of acting, her mind to know the specific situation was also true.

Looking at Hermione's hurried appearance, Maka knew that the girl wanted to hurry up and ask more useful things before he stopped her.

But it was not a secret that had to be kept, so he didn't stop Hermione's inquiry.

As for Luna, she didn't have the consciousness of "don't tell others". Seeing Hermione was very interested, she became more interested.

"That's... Oh, Hermione, you're a Muggle born wizard. I think you must know that!" she said happily. "Professor bubagi said that the big guy seems to be called 'steam girl' in the Muggle world!"

"That's a steam engine," Marca couldn't help correcting for her.

And Hermione, her expression is much better.

"Steam engine?"

Due to some unknown characteristic of magic, most scientific and technological products invented by Muggles cannot work within the scope of Hogwarts. Therefore, many modern products popular in the Muggle world basically don't appear in schools.

In addition, some guys who always despise Muggles are always jumping, and it is even harder for wizards to understand the beauty of scientific and technological products.

So when Luna said she saw the steam engine in Professor bubagi's office, Hermione from Muggle was not surprised.

"Yes, steam engine!" Luna nodded happily. "Oh, Professor bubagi told me not to say it, but... Well, as far as you and Maka are concerned, should it be all right?"

Seeing Hermione's surprise and a little doubt, Maka couldn't help waving her hand.

"Remember the Hogwarts Express?" he reminded. "There's a steam engine in front of it, but no matter how it works, it's just responsible for spitting out steam!"

"That means..." Hermione said immediately. "At least, magic won't interfere with the steam engine?"

"Yes, you're right!" Maka nodded. "According to the current speculation and verification of Muggle research scholars, the thing disturbed by magic in magic is probably electricity - if you are interested, you can try to study it like Professor bubagi in the future!"

After Maka said this, Hermione, who liked thinking, even couldn't help thinking. But after more than ten seconds, she suddenly looked up and left this really interesting question behind.

"Marca," she said, "so you're in a daze in the classroom after class because you're helping professor bubagi study the steam engine?"

"Hey, I'm not in a daze, okay?" Marca smiled helplessly. "Please call my state 'thinking'."

He did not deny Hermione's conjecture, of course, nor did he admit it.

Only on Hermione's side, she felt that the truth should be like this - Maka likes doing research very much. This is her judgment from her admission to Hogwarts to now, and it is undoubtedly correct.

"All right!" Hermione pursed. "But what can't you say?"

Maka shrugged when she heard the speech.

"You'll know soon," he smiled. "Trust me, it won't be long."

When hearing Maka's words "not too long", Hermione tilted her head, and suddenly her eyes lit up again.

"It's Christmas! It's Christmas, isn't it?"

This time Marka didn't answer anything. He just made an noncommittal expression at Hermione, but the arc of his mouth made an answer self-evident.

"Oh! I see. I won't ask this question again!" Hermione finally nodded and a smile appeared on her face. "Then... Yes, I'll look forward to it! I like surprises!"

"Well, it would be great if you could think so!"

Luna looked at Hermione and Marca, who were playing charades with each other. She looked very confused. But she didn't care. Hearing Hermione's last "I like surprises", she also showed a big smiling face.

"I also like surprises! Like dad's godigan tea, it can make me look forward to every morning - because you never know what Dad will add!"

The example she gave made Maka shake her head in tears and laughter.

"Luna, you have to make a good distinction between the words' surprise 'and' surprise '."

……

The situation on Marca's side did not produce the "change" Ron worried about, but on Ron's side, the changes in his heart and expression became more and more intense.

"Harry, you must understand that I really invited her more than once! Because last time at Slughorn's ball, we danced well..."

"Yes, you saw it too! But after that night, no matter how I looked for her, she ran away from my sight again and again. Sometimes she couldn't avoid it, so she simply lowered her head and pretended not to see it. Even if I kept calling her, she just pretended not to hear!"

"Seriously, I don't know what to do... I can feel that I like her very much. I like the tacit understanding with her! But... She seems too shy and introverted..."

Now the lunch time is almost over, and many students are getting up and leaving one after another, so the long table has become a lot empty.

But although Harry was also full of himself, he could only sit in his seat and watch Ron talk about his inner tears.

In fact, although Harry has Ginny as his girlfriend, when it comes to his experience in love, he is not much higher than Ron.

Now he listened to Ron's constant complaint, and there was only one word left in his mind - what kind of mess are you talking about?

When Ron finally got thirsty and picked up half a glass of juice left to drink, Harry hurriedly stood up.

"Ron, it's time to go back to the lounge. We have to prepare our afternoon textbooks."

Hearing Harry's words, Ron, who had just put the cup to his mouth, glanced around in surprise, and realized that he seemed to have complained for too long.

But just then, he suddenly "ah" - it turned out that the juice in his hand was taken away by the house elf in the kitchen.