Chapter 109
"I have found the thing you were talking about. Is it a locket? I haven't opened it. The new semester will start in three days. When will you go back to school? Let's meet and talk in detail----Harry"
Marn rubbed the note in his hand into ashes, then freed up his hand to feed Hedwig some dried fish before letting him leave.
Although he doesn't like to keep pets, he actually doesn't hate them that much. The main reason why he doesn't like to keep pets is that he is afraid that he will forget to feed them. He will feel a little guilty when the pets starve to death, but occasionally a small animal will come to him. It's not a bad idea to hang around in front of your face and tease her.
There were three of them when they came here, but they were still three when they went back. Margery still wouldn't go back to school, and would have to wait until the end of the school year to take the exam. Ma En even jokingly told her to just apply for the grade exam in advance. This proposal was rejected directly by Margery. She said that she still wanted to spend a complete adolescence and do what a school-age student should do.
Ma En declined to comment. He felt that the sister might have some misunderstandings about what to do during adolescence.
There are a lot of things going on in school, and Dumbledore is always chattering away about what he is busy with. Walder has left Rose Manor one step ahead of schedule, and he has to be responsible for going back to take care of things.
After packing her things, Estella pulled him around the manor before leaving, saying she wanted to take a tour. Hermione originally wanted to follow, but she was dragged into the room by Margaery to help with some medicine. She couldn't do it herself. alley.
Hermione... she would always grant her reasonable requests to her friends... so in the end only Esther was by his side.
"By the way, Esther, Margaery said that when we are 16..." Ma En thought about what his sister said when she pulled him aside last night.
A touch of red appeared on Esther's face, her tone of voice was a little unclear, and she murmured: "Why does she tell you everything..."
"She said that when we are 16 years old, she will buy us a piece of land near Rose Manor and build a castle, so that all of us can live together. It would be perfect for friends to stay together."
Esther: "..."
"What's wrong?" Ma En looked at her and asked strangely.
"Nothing... No, I mean, that would be great... Your family has a castle, why do you need to build it again?"
"Well...probably it's out of the child's innocence. What child doesn't want to have a base that belongs to himself and his friends? You know, Margaery is always very innocent."
Esther looked back at the house located in the center of the manor from a distance, thinking that she was too naive.
The scenery here is very good. The traces left by the Christmas battle have been completely cleaned up. The damaged medicine fields have been decorated in a special way. There is no trace of anyone fighting for their lives here.
The manor was very large, and Marne and Esther spent most of the afternoon strolling around.
At around five o'clock, seven or eight figures riding broomsticks descended from the sky, and the people sent by Wald to protect Margaery arrived.
Ma En glanced briefly, pointed vaguely at the old man at the front, lowered his head and whispered to Esther: "It seems that Old Walder is really paying attention to protecting Margaery. This time we have a group of powerful people." The wizard is here, look at the leader."
"Is that...the...that Vincent we met at the carnival?"
"yes…"
"Is he strong?"
"Ester, the old wizard may not be strong, but an old guy who is still moving around at such an old age must be more powerful than a wizard in the conventional sense. This is common sense."
"Okay." Esther nodded slightly.
After all, there was a chance encounter, and Vincent was too old, so the two of them went up to say hello to him.
These elderly wizards seemed to be very talkative, and Vincent kept asking them questions for more than ten minutes before letting them go, allowing the two of them time to go find Hermione and say goodbye to Margaery.
"These old people are very good at talking..." Esther looked at the blue-black sky and sighed, "We have to hurry up, it's getting dark, and we have to clean up when we go back at night. Don't you have to go there tomorrow?" Picking up Harry? You have to go to bed early."
Marn didn't feel much at all: "Dear, it's just not six o'clock. It's already dark because the latitude of this place is too high. As for being able to chat... I'm not surprised that Walder's subordinates can chat a lot. This kind of There is a difference between speaking in a non-irritating way and just nagging."
"High latitude...well, you're right."
After returning to the house and having a few words with Margaery, the two of them, together with Hermione, held something in the shape of a small iron piece.
"Every time like this, I really want a phoenix. Fox, a liar, will just eat and drink without getting anything done." Ma En looked at the piece of paper in his hand that looked like a smashed beer bottle cap. The broken thing said.
"Okay, Marn, I'll have plenty of time to complain after I get back. Maybe you can ask again when you go to the principal's office next time. Didn't Professor Walder say that Professor Dumbledore can sing birds?"
After Aster finished speaking, he glanced at the three people's hands and turned on the door key.
The world was spinning for a while, and just when Marn's nausea was about to reach its peak, they appeared at the gate of Hogwarts.
"Ugh..." Ma En retched a few times, but nothing came out. He took a deep breath and said, "This thing is still as uncomfortable as ever."
Aster and Hermione were a little better, not as obvious as him, but they were obviously not too comfortable. After relaxing for a while, Aster said: "Marn, maybe you really should ask Fox..."
"Well... I will go to Dumbledore's office after picking up Harry tomorrow. By the way, the professor can be a translator..."
"I just hope the professor has time to talk to you."
"It should be fine. It's not a bad thing. Dumbledore is very talkative to the little wizard..."
"We'll see what happens then."
Of course, Marne had to inform Dumbledore about this, so as to save the old man from having to drink the potion and poison himself into the ground, only to end up with a knock-off product.
"Huh? Hermione, why are you silent all the time? What's the matter?" Ma Enlao felt that there was something wrong with him. After thinking for a long time, he realized that the other little girl who was always chirping had been silent on the road.
Hermione was stunned and hurriedly responded: "Oh...oh...it's nothing, it's just that Margaery gave the three of us something in my arms. I was afraid of breaking it, so I didn't dare to wander away."
As he spoke, he took out three reagent bottles from the inner pocket of his chest clothes.
"Is this... a blessing elixir?"
"Well, it just happened to match when we left."
"Margaery... is really a potion genius..." Ma En said with emotion.
Esther frowned and looked up at Hermione slightly.