Chapter 902

Of course, there was no trace at the school gate.

When Hermione came here against the wind and snow, she saw only the white that had been covered by the snow again. Under that layer of snow, it was just an ordinary horse path repaired by Maka.

She used her sleeves to cover the flying snow that frequently slapped her cheeks. Her head and shoulders were covered with snow, but she was still unaware of the cold in the air.

All she knew was that she seemed to have run for nothing again.

That's right! Even if Marca had just come back, it was late at night. What's the use of her running here now?

Is it just to see the signs that Maka has been here?

Unfortunately, even the so-called "signs" seem to have disappeared.

Hermione turned back with some disappointment, lowered her eyes slightly and returned in the direction of coming, even forgetting to cover the seemingly endless wind and snow for a moment.

But suddenly, she subconsciously raised her head, narrowed her eyes and looked at the castle through the dense snow curtain. Suddenly, a window with the firelight of the fireplace suddenly attracted all her attention

Her eyes suddenly glowed again.

"Marca?"

That's the office of the professor of ancient magic literature. It's Maka's office - Maka has really come back!

The next moment, Hermione ran again, and soon disappeared at the front door of the slowly closed castle.

However, thinking about Maka, she didn't find that there was another window upstairs in Ravenclaw tower, which was also filled with some faint candlelight.

"Appropriate care can convey the depth of feelings, but excessive pursuit is easy to lose mutual space."

Behind the window, Luna held a candle in her hands, and the flickering flame gently lit up her soft side face. She looked at the blurred figure in the vestibule. A moment later, she raised her head again and set her eyes again on the familiar window edge in the distance.

"Hermione, shall we go and chat with him tomorrow?"

……

"Da Da..."

A slight sound of footsteps quickly alternated from outside the door, getting closer and closer to this side. Maka, who was writing and painting behind his desk, suddenly looked up, and his slightly tired eyes silently turned to the door of the office.

"This magic wave... Is it Hermione?"

Most of the people who will be most affected by leaving without saying goodbye before nightfall today will be Hermione - which Maka has long thought of.

Now, Hermione found his return all night. To tell the truth, it's not strange at all.

But to be honest, Marca's mind is a little confused tonight. He doesn't want to see anyone at this time.

Because he feels that it is still difficult for him to concentrate on talking to others, which is undoubtedly a state of disrespect for all the people he meets.

But since Hermione will come here so late, it is obvious that she has seen that the office window is on... It seems that it is not a good idea to pretend that she is not here until now.

Maka threw the feather pen back into the ink bottle at will, rubbed her swollen temple a little, and was about to wave to open the door.

But at the next moment, his hand suddenly stopped again.

"What's the matter?"

She found that although Hermione outside had come to the door, she didn't raise her hand and knock on the door. Maka seemed a little confused about this, but she also stopped the action of opening the door.

He didn't really know why Hermione stopped suddenly.

If Luna did it all of a sudden, Maka wouldn't be surprised, because the girl's ideas are always strange, but they can fit people's hearts surprisingly.

But if it's Hermione, generally speaking, it's the kind that you can do directly if you want to. Her strong subjective will makes her stronger and more active. Sometimes even Maka feels a little envious.

It should be the most normal behavior for Miss Hermione Granger to come up and knock at the door. How could she suddenly stop?

Out of worry, Maka was just about to open the door and have a look, but who knew that the figure outside the door suddenly turned and leaned gently against the door.

Maka, who was aware of this, suddenly vaguely realized some of the other party's thoughts.

He twisted his fingers.

Then he slowly took back his outstretched arm

On the other side, Hermione in the corridor was leaning against the door panel.

I don't know when it began. The impulse caused by her "finding that Maka has come back" suddenly calmed down.

After a little calmness, she finally thought about what Marca's departure and return represented.

When it comes to leaving without saying goodbye, it's obviously because Maka thinks that some things are best done by him alone, and must be kept secret.

Besides, the sudden return not long ago must contain some accidents behind such abnormal behavior.

Generally speaking, Maka rarely changes her schedule temporarily, doesn't she?

So, what kind of accident forced him to interrupt the follow-up action, come back to Hogwarts in the middle of the night and stay in the office all night?

Thinking about it, Hermione became more and more aware of an invisible sense of heaviness. No matter what the so-called "accident" is, Maka probably needs time to digest and think now - just like herself now.

Of course, compared with Hermione's worry about Maka, Maka's serious depression must be much more intolerable.

At the thought of this, Hermione didn't want to disturb each other at this time.

Most of the night's rush back and forth was inadvertently dispelled by such an idea, all anxiety and eagerness. Hermione stood speechless against the door for a moment. After all, she straightened up and left Marca's office in silence.

That night, two girls with different personalities and views chose the same answer under their own will. This is not a tacit understanding, perhaps it is a seemingly accidental necessity.

"Go find him tomorrow... Well, maybe you can call Luna together."

……

The next morning, Ma Ka, who had not slept all night, was walking fast on the 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 the meteorite from falling at the gate of Hogwarts, but it needed the cooperation of many people.

So he left school early in the morning and came to the British Ministry of magic.

"Dudu --

This time, out of the urgency of the incident, he didn't waste time under the inspection, so he went straight to the door of the minister's office.

But after all, he came to ask for help. In order to give Mr. slinger some face, he raised his hand and knocked at the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the response from inside, Maka immediately opened the door, walked in, and then took the door behind her.

Until then, in another door next to the minister's office, a head suddenly appeared and looked back and forth in surprise at the corridor, but where could I see half a figure?

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with my ears?" the Secretary of the minister picked up his ears blankly, "Oh, this problem is not conducive to promotion. I have to go to San Mungo to hang up my number after work..."

Not to mention the Secretary of the minister, who muttered to himself there, in the minister's office, Maka had come to skringer's big desk.

"Please sit down... Please sit down! Mr. McLean, why did you come in person so early? Is there something wrong with the plan?"

Seeing Marka in the Ministry of magic this morning, Scrimgeour couldn't help worrying.

Just like when Dumbledore was still there, 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 easiest to carry the pot will most likely be the Minister of magic.

Although slinger has always been a poker face and used to sit as the chief of Auror's office for many years, now once he became the Minister of magic, the burden on him often makes him nervous.

It can be seen that no matter who, no matter how knowledgeable and able, the chair of the Minister of magic is not easy to sit.

"... by the way, would you like some tea? I have..."

"Don't be busy," Maka quickly stopped him from fooling around. "Well, before I tell you my intention, I have to tell you something - the transfer of Azkaban prisoners in two months is no longer necessary. Just cancel it!"

"What?"

Speaking of this matter, it was the matter that Maka came to discuss secretly with scrimger last time, and scrimger said he could cooperate after a good inner struggle.

You know, once such "big moves" are known, many dissidents will directly protest against his minister at the wiesengamo meeting!

However, due to Maka's current status and relationship with the International Federation of wizards, she persuaded scrimgeor on the spot.

But now, Maka suddenly said it was cancelled, which made scrimgeor a little speechless.

"Well... What's going on? What's going on?" he asked in amazement, then shook his head and turned, "no, in the final analysis, why did you transfer all the prisoners from the prison?"

Up to now, there are some things that can't be hidden. When Maka saw him ask, she simply explained along with his questions:

"Well, now I can tell you the reason - in fact, I was going to lead a meteorite down, and the initial location of the fall was Azkaban."

"Meteorite... Meteorite?"

Slinger found that his chin seemed to be a little out of control.