Chapter 980

Gently tear open the soft and moist dough cake, squeeze in the delicate and smooth fresh cream, and finally apply a thick layer of strawberry jam... From the moment the dessert dish was placed in front of them, a strong sweet smell came to their nostrils in an instant.

When I had to put the freshly made sweet muffin into my mouth, the first bite was cream and strawberry jam pouring out from between the cakes. What is aroused by the mild and sweet taste is undoubtedly an unspeakable happiness.

After waiting for Hermione and Luna to recover from their dessert silence, Maka smiled and asked:

"How do you feel?"

"Great! Maka, you should open a dessert house in Diagon lane. When I get a job after graduation, I'll eat it every day!"

Luna's reaction was the same. As she spoke, she reached out to the tray beside the table. Maka took her "greedy claw" aside.

"The last one is reserved for others. Don't think about it." he said angrily.

"Oh -"

Although Luna obviously still wanted to eat, she drew back her hand with regret.

Compared with gluttonous Luna, Hermione is obviously much more reserved. She looked down at the empty plate in front of her before saying:

"Maka, this muffin is really good. Did you make it?"

If so, he would be great - not only as a professor of his age, but also as a temporary therapist in San Mungo, and now he can cook such delicious desserts.

However——

"Well, is it really delicious? If you can say so, it's really good..." macallo smiled complacently, but at the end, he spread his hands and said, "of course, I didn't do it!"

Seeing Marka's initial reaction, Hermione thought this was what he did! But who knows, Marca, who still showed a proud smile in the first half of the sentence, suddenly denied her guess.

What are you doing there!

"Oh, but!" Marca continued suddenly. "Although I didn't do it, I found the person who made it... Hannah, come out with Neville!"

After shouting back, he turned back and said:

"I think you'll be confused when I call you here to wait today. In fact, it's like this..."

"Katherine Pierce, a little patient of the curse injury department, do you know? In fact, although everyone may not know, today is actually her birthday..."

"Oh, you mean little Cathy?" Luna nodded immediately. "Birthday... A wonderful day."

Unlike Luna, who has been in charge of patients on the second floor, Hermione knows about the mother and daughter. Therefore, when she heard Maka mention it, her mood obviously became lower.

After a little pause, she sighed:

"Well... Do you want us to surprise little Cathy? Well, it would be best if she could be happy."

"Oh, that's it," said Marca, pointing to her face and smiling softly. "That's why I have to let you gather here first - if you come with this face later, it won't be a 'surprise'

"Ah!" Hermione subconsciously touched her cheek, "but... OK, I'll pay attention."

Just as Hermione was trying to make herself look happier, Hannah and Neville came over from the kitchen. You can see that Neville still had another tray in his hand.

"I must say Hannah's craft is really good," Marca said immediately. "Especially dessert. I think little Cathy will like her birthday cake."

After giving them some advice, Maka finally took everyone out.

In the corridor outside the restaurant, Harry and others have been waiting there.

"When everyone is ready, let's go!"

……

"Click -"

There was a sound of the doorknob turning on the door of the ward, which made little Cathy, sitting on the hospital bed reading magazines, suddenly look up.

Just then, she saw Maka coming in from the door.

"You're here!" she closed the magazine and said happily, "where's the sweet muffin? Have you brought it?"

"Cathy!"

Mrs. pierce seemed to think it was impolite for her daughter to talk to Maka like this, but she really didn't have the heart to blame her daughter, so she could only call her gently.

But it was only her mother's gentle call that made little Cathy subconsciously restrain some. Although she looked into Marca's eyes, she was still full of expectation and urge.

"It's all right, Mrs. Pierce."

Maka smiled at his wife, then came to the end of little Cathy's bed and handed her a plate of butterscotch muffins in her hand.

"Eat!"

"Ah -"

Little Cathy looked at the muffin and secretly swallowed her saliva, but her voice was still elongated, a little awkward like a tunnel:

"Don't you have a more special statement? Just deal with me as a child again! Miss Ben is not such an easy person to be fooled!"

From the perspective of her daughter's invisibility, Mrs. pierce smiled bitterly at Marca, but Marca naturally wouldn't care about little Cathy's willfulness.

"Oh, my beautiful Cathy," he said again with a smile, holding the plate in one hand. "I was rude just now - then, please enjoy this delicious muffin!"

"That's about the same!"

When Maka finished, she immediately took the muffin into her hand, took it up and took a big bite without saying a word.

Mrs. pierce couldn't help showing a moved look as she watched her daughter stick fresh cream to her face and still chew muffins happily.

"Thank you."

She nodded to Marca again, gestured her thanks, and then immediately looked down at her daughter's face.

This time, Marca didn't say anything more. He just stood quietly on the bed and smiled at little Cathy eating the muffin. Mrs. pierce gently wiped the cream off her face.

"Oh, it's very delicious," said little Cathy, pretending to be elegant. "You can be proud to be praised by Miss Ben, Marca! But remember to bring one more to mom next time."

"No, no, I don't --"

"Yes, my lady."

Before Mrs. pierce finished, Marca immediately motioned to the door:

"In that case, don't wait for 'next time' - let's just do it today!"

Before the words fell, the door of the ward was opened from the outside, and Hermione and a group of little friends rushed in from the outside. This originally spacious ward became crowded in an instant.

While both mother and daughter were stunned, Maka grabbed the opportunity and said:

"By the way..."

"Happy birthday, little Cathy!"

It seemed that she was frightened and stunned for a long time. Cathy on the hospital bed blinked and said reluctantly:

"I... just call me Cathy. I'm not young... Wait, how did you know my birthday? I don't remember telling you?"

While saying this, her big bright eyes flickered faintly, which seemed to flow with moist brilliance.

After a burst of fuss, Maka stepped back slightly and made room for Neville and Hannah who had begun to make cakes in front of the hospital bed.

Looking at the smile on the mother and daughter's faces, the expression on his face still seemed to have not changed much.

"Marca, you don't seem... Very happy?"

At the moment, little Cathy's hospital bed is surrounded by "Ladies". Ron and others who can't squeeze in can only stand on Marca's side unconsciously.

Seeing Marca's seemingly invariable smile, Ron couldn't help asking.

But Maka shook her head.

"No, of course I'm happy," he said. "It's just... How to say? It's all expected... It's just planned joy."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked blankly. "You mean... Should we think about this birthday celebration? In that case, you should be surprised, too?"

"It's not me -" Marca waved her hand. "What's the use of surprising me?"

Then he chuckled again and said:

"I mean, little Cathy." he nodded his chin towards the hospital bed. "Don't think she usually looks like a little adult, just a child's play - seriously, she's much more mature than you think!"

"Listen, what would you think if I told you that I had already told her the actual situation?"

Marca's words stunned Harry and others, and then an incredible look appeared in those eyes.

"Really? You... She knows?" Ron said in surprise, "but... Oh! It really makes me a little incredible..."

However, Maka continued as if she still didn't let them be careful and dirty:

"Not only that, she also knows about today's birthday celebration. In fact, I secretly discussed the decision with her... And after a while, Mrs. pierce should tell the so-called 'truth' with little Cathy."

"Of course, this is not predetermined... I may need to push her again later."

But as soon as they saw that they were all stunned in situ, Maka had to push them one by one.

"Come on, don't be in a daze here," he whispered. "The reason I'm telling you now is to remember to help take Hermione and them out later - you know, when necessary."

"Uh... Oh."

Seeing Ron and others answer one by one, Maka puts her eyes on the hospital bed again. In the crowd, little Cathy still smiled so sweetly.