Chapter 1047

No matter how dangerous the world has become, as long as the danger has not completely broken out, the day will always pass.

Today, an invitation from Weasley's family showed this truth to Maka again.

"Get married?" he murmured subtly, looking at the card in his hand. "Now this time?"

The card is pink, with two springs on it, and two magic photos cut into the shape of love are pasted on the spring. The people in those two photos are undoubtedly Ron's twin brothers, Fred and George.

With Maka's flick, the two photos followed for a while, and the two living brothers in the photos were thrown around happily.

To be honest, this is quite the funny style of those two guys - it would be more typical if there were one or two mischievous spells hidden in the card.

However, Maka was right, because many people invited to the wedding received a prank version of the invitation, let alone how wonderful the scene was.

As for his picture... It is estimated that the twins think that ordinary pranks can't fix him at all, so they just made a more normal invitation?

But in a sense, the invitation was enough to surprise Maka.

"This weekend? I'm in such a hurry... Speaking of it, they've been abroad for such a long time, but they're going to get married together quietly? Which girl is so unlucky that they're going to be married by these two living treasures?"

At lunchtime, Marca walked over to the Gryffindor table and held the invitation in front of Ron.

"Ron, when did Fred and George find their girlfriend? Do you know the details?"

"Oh, Marca! I haven't tasted it myself!" Ron said bitterly when he saw him coming. "You know, I've received one more letter than you - it's from my father. He told me that my mother is going to the United States to meet her two daughters-in-law!"

"Go to America?" Marca's expression immediately became more subtle after listening to Ron's words. "That is to say, your parents' signatures on this invitation are actually forged by your two brothers?"

"Yes," Ron nodded, "and... Probably directly from the United States."

Just then, Neville suddenly came up and stared at Maka's hand:

"Maka, sure enough! Didn't you win?"

"Hmm?" Marca was stunned when she heard the speech, and then woke up. "Oh, is it Fred and George who tampered with your invitation?"

"Yes!" Neville hurriedly said, "Marca, look!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands and put them in front of Maka. It can be seen that his hands are covered with black hair and look like two fat bear paws.

Maka raised her eyebrows and looked at the others in the room without a word.

"What about you? There won't be no one left, all hairy?"

Before the words fell, a pair of hands stretched out from everyone's sleeves, and the black hair looked particularly smooth.

"Maka, do me a favor!" Neville shook his hand and the long hair on it fluttered along. "Although it didn't have much impact, Pomfrey asked us to apply depilatory cream on her after school in the afternoon, but I know you must have a way, didn't you?"

"You can't solve it yourself?" Marca looked at Hermione. "Can't you solve it with a few vanishing spells?"

"No, it can't be solved."

Hermione didn't speak from the beginning. She just looked down at a book. Her hands are still shrank in her sleeves. Obviously, like everyone else, she was caught.

When Maka asked, she looked up and said with a black face:

"Fred and George's prank has obviously improved again. The ordinary vanishing curse will only make the hair longer - I'm trying to find a way, but I haven't found a better solution yet."

"Really?" Marca looked at Neville's hairy hand again. "Hermione, show me your hand, too."

"No!"

Hermione refused with great determination.

"Hey!"

Cold, another pair of hairy hands suddenly stretched out from Maka's back and covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

Not to mention who Maka can perceive, who can be such a happy girl with hair on her hands, except Miss Luna Lovegood, who is off-line every day?

Just as Maka was about to say a name to satisfy Luna's funny interest, he heard the windbreaker wizard not far away suddenly say:

"Mr. McLean, this is a very powerful hair raising essential oil, and it also has a certain anti magic effect. I think Mrs. Pomfrey of the school hospital is right. Using ordinary hair removal cream is really a good idea."

Taking Luna's hand away, Maka looked at her and said:

"It'll just take a little more time... Well, do you want to attend the wedding? If you want to go at the weekend, we can take you too."

"Really?" she said happily. "Of course I want to go to... The wedding? It's really a wonderful thing!"

But Maka waved her hand and said:

"You'd better not look forward to the wedding too much! No one can guess what will happen to Fred and George at their wedding!"

After saying so, he said again:

"Neville, since it doesn't affect the use of your hands, I won't help you remove your hair - if you can, I suggest you think about solutions other than hair removal cream."

"Oh! Maka -"

Neville called his name helplessly and pulled a long hair from the back of his hand, but the pain almost made him cry.

……

When Neville looked at Marca with a sad face, Snape, who had not gone to the auditorium for lunch, was washing his hands in his office, and in the wash basin with half a basin of yellowish brown liquid medicine, black hairs were floating with the shaking of the liquid medicine.

"Tut."

He shook off the remaining liquid medicine on his hand, looked at his slightly white hands and hit his tongue discontentedly.

When Fred and George were still at school, their pranks never caught Snape. Who knows now, even the potion master accidentally fell into a small trap set by the two, and used things related to potions.

"It seems that those two boys have grown up all their lives."

Just then, Snape suddenly pulled out his wand and was about to destroy the invitation card that had been thrown on the table next to him. But after a little hesitation, he waved his wand and threw the card into the wash basin containing the liquid medicine.

After that, he put away his wand and left his office with a straight face.

Really, Snape didn't expect the twins to send him invitations. After all, he never gave the troublemakers any good face at school.

But now, after going through a lot of things and becoming a professor of defense against the dark arts, Snape's state of mind has changed a lot.

While being more and more strict with the little wizards, he also had a deeper understanding of the profession of "Professor" - which he had never considered when he was a potion professor in the past.

Soon Snape also came to the auditorium and sat down on the teaching staff seat as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm? What's the smell?"

Slughorn on the other side, after Snape sat down, seemed to smell something soon, with his nose slightly closed and said:

"Argentine salt horn grass?"

Snape didn't speak, just a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth. Marca, who had just come over from the Gryffindor table, paused, and then secretly glanced at him a little funny.

"Professor Slughorn," Marca asked the bald old man next to her after she also sat down at the faculty table, "have you received an invitation from the Weasley twins?"

"Oh, yes!" Slughorn immediately put aside the smell of salt horn grass and said excitedly, "I didn't expect that the two naughty ghosts would get married so soon... Although I didn't teach them much time, it seems that they still remember me as a professor."

"Of course," said Marca with a smile. "Although Fred and George love to make trouble, they actually respect the professors in their hearts... By the way, I heard they did some small pranks on the invitation. I don't know if you painted anything on the invitation you received?"

"Oh?" Slughorn seemed surprised, but he soon shook his head. "At least there's no... What kind of prank on my one?"

When Maka heard the speech, she suddenly glanced in Snape's direction.

"It's raw hair essential oil, the one with a spell..." he continued with a smile. "Hermione's hands were covered with long black hair."

"I heard from Mrs. Pomfrey," smiled Professor McGonagall in the middle. "The twin brothers are still so worrying after graduation..."

In the laughter of the professors, Snape was the only one who didn't say a word with a gloomy face. He just stuffed the food into his mouth one by one.

Fortunately, he didn't talk much at ordinary times. At the moment, no one noticed some unhappiness in his heart. Only Maka almost couldn't help laughing.

While everyone was having lunch and discussing a lot of "good things" the Weasley brothers had done in the past, an owl flew in from the door and landed in front of Maka with its wings.

"Who sent the letter this time?"