Chapter 374 Take the Path of Your Own Choice

Because they had an appointment to meet Hermione and the others, Maca and Hagrid didn't stay at Glop's place for long, and soon they said goodbye to Glop and went to the hunting lodge.

Of course, it is not known whether Glop can understand the meaning of saying goodbye.

On the way back, Maca found that Hagrid's words had decreased.

Perhaps Dumbledore's death still hit him hard. Only when he was beside his worrying younger brother, would he temporarily let go of the sadness in his heart and devote himself to taking care of Glop, right?

"Hagrid," Maca comforted him, "we shouldn't be sad about Dumbledore's death. In fact, he just took a step further on the road of magic."

"Yes, I understand..." Hagrid said sullenly, "As Dumbledore kept saying, he must be going on 'another great adventure'..."

"Yes, that's it." Maca patted his strong arm vigorously, "I've seen him, and he's doing well...but he's still the same, he doesn't understand what he says, and he always likes to play charades!"

"Have you seen him?" Hagrid turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Well," Maca nodded, "If I have to say it...it must be like a dream!"

The two chatted casually, and returned to the hut as if taking a walk. On the way, Hagrid called back Fang, who was patrolling the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and brought them back to the hunting lodge.

Due to the delay at Glop's before, Hagrid had just boiled some water with the copper kettle and put it on the iron frame of the fireplace lit by Maca, when there was a sound of disorderly footsteps outside the door.

It seemed that Hermione and the others had already rushed over.

"Hagrid, have you told them about Grop?" Maca just asked casually, and there were three knocks on the door.

Yaya, lying behind the door, immediately barked wildly.

"Oh! No, of course not! You shouldn't tell them about this, you know—" Hagrid quickly waved his hands, then turned his head and shouted, "Here we come! Open the door for you right away!"

"Yaya, get out of the way—go under the table!"

"Maka, are you here first?"

As soon as Hagrid opened the door, Hermione poked her head in. As soon as she saw Maca, she waved her hand happily.

"It's not too long, look - the kettle has just been put on!" Maca smiled and said, "Come in! The weather has been getting colder recently... Oh, Luna?"

As soon as Hermione got into the cabin, Luna came in behind her, and of course Harry and Ron, who had been with Hermione all along, followed her.

"Maca!"

After Luna saw him, she immediately walked up to him, stretched out her little white hands and patted him back and forth.

"What's the matter?" Maca asked curiously as she let her pat him gently.

"Maka didn't look very energetic in the rune class today." Luna said in a daze, "Aren't you injured? Did something bad happen?"

"Oh..." Maca blinked, then shook her head, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Luna seemed relieved, she nodded lightly, her long pale golden hair slid down in front of her with her movements, and was pushed behind her ears by her.

"Maca," she said, pointing at Hermione solemnly, "my friend."

Maca looked at Hermione, who was a little confused, and Luna, who had a serious face, and then showed a gentle smile. But just when he was about to say something, Hermione spoke.

"...friend?" she asked in a daze.

Luna froze for a moment, then looked at Hermione in a daze, and asked softly, "Isn't it?"

"Ah, oh - of course, of course!" Hermione nodded immediately, smiling, "Of course we're friends already! We've always been!"

"Well," Luna's eyes were dimly satisfied, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, "It's always been."

was talking,

She pointed at Harry and Ron, and even Hagrid and Fang, one by one, as if she wanted to introduce all her friends to Maca.

The joy in her heart was so obvious that it was almost ready to come out.

"Now, don't stand—sit down, all of you!"

Hagrid beckoned everyone to find a place to sit, and he added some more firewood to the fireplace, then pulled an animal skin blanket and spread it on the floor, and sat down on the spot leaning against the fireplace.

"Hagrid, shouldn't this hut be expanded? When there are too many people, it will feel very crowded..." Maca looked around, "Anyway, there is a lot of open space around, and the materials are readily available. "

"Let's forget it..." Hagrid thought for a while, "I basically don't come here on weekdays, so it doesn't seem necessary."

"Aren't you going to get married or something?" Maca shrugged.

"Married?" Hagrid seemed to be frightened by something, and immediately raised his voice, "No, no, how could it be... You see me like this, what woman can fall in love with?"

"Hagrid, I think what Maca said is right, you should find a wife too!" Ron cooed enthusiastically, "The house needs to be bigger and more beautiful, so it will be easier to find a wife -"

"Nonsense!" Hermione retorted immediately, "Girls pay more attention to character, and a house can't solve the problem!"

"Yeah, I mean it..."

"What do you know, boy! Of course I know better about this kind of thing!" As soon as Hermione got angry, she immediately crossed her hips, and her fingers almost poked Ron's nose.

Ron hurriedly stretched out his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender, but he didn't stop talking.

"It's not what I said, it was what my mother said—" he rambled on, "She often told Ginny that she needed to have a big house to live well, and it was best to marry a hardworking, good man. "

"...She always used this incident to scold Dad, saying that he always does not work properly and does not make good money, so the family has always been so poor."

Harry on the side watched their daily quarrel and scratched his head helplessly; while Luna, who was sitting next to Maca, seemed very interested, listening to their quarrel with relish.

"That's because your family has too many children!" Maca laughed, "Besides, don't look at your mother saying that, in fact, she loves your father very much..."

Speaking of this, it seems that they feel that the topic will not be brought back if this continues, so they stop them from continuing to argue.

"Okay, I'm wrong, it's a bit far away..." He paused, "Hermione, tell me! What do you want to tell me by calling me here today?"

"Oh, yes! I almost forgot..." Hermione suddenly said, "Maka, we discussed it, and we think it's not okay to go on like this..."

"What's wrong?" Maca asked.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class," Hermione said seriously, "we didn't learn anything at all in that woman's class, and the situation is not good now...you know what I mean."

"We have been studying hard all this time, but it is definitely not enough! And not only us, but other students at Hogwarts are also facing danger. We don't want to have to wait for you when we are in danger. and the professors to the rescue."

"so……"

"So?" Maca probably understood what Hermione wanted to say.

"So we want to gather some students who are willing to come together with us and learn the real 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' together!" Harry stood up suddenly, with a hint of determination in his eyes, "We want to invite you to come Serve as this teacher!"

As far as the current Harry is concerned, it is actually very rare for him to take the initiative to say this sentence.

He has been lacking confidence in himself ever since he became terrified of the sword of Gryffindor. The courage that belonged to him had already been firmly suppressed in the bottom of his heart during that accident.

When Voldemort was no longer obsessed with prophecy, and at the same time he was no longer obsessed with Harry, Harry, who had learned Occlumency, did not encounter any troubles for a long time.

In this school year, apart from being attacked by a dementor before the start of school, many major events seemed to have happened after that. But Harry found that almost everything had nothing to do with him.

But in this relatively peaceful situation, he still decided to stand up and do his part for Hogwarts and everyone.

It is conceivable that he must have gone through a lot of painful struggle in his heart.

"……yes?"

Maca subconsciously glanced at Luna beside her, and then stared into Harry's eyes, silent for a while.

"Maca?" Hermione called to him.

It would be impossible to say that Maca hadn't thought about it. Before this, he had thought about it many times.

Whether it was Luna, or Harry, or Hermione and Ron, it was never wise to involve them in such a thing.

Not to mention Luna, but Harry alone, it is no longer necessary for him to get involved. And as Harry's best friends, Hermione and Ron naturally had no reason to plunge into the darkness now.

They can become stronger and have more sufficient self-protection ability, which is obviously the best thing. But this does not mean that they are really required to join the queue against Voldemort.

But, does he, Maca McLean, really have the right to make decisions for others?

At this moment, Maca thought of that kind old wizard - Dumbledore.

When Maca showed amazing aptitude in his eyes, needless to say, in anyone's eyes, he was the best candidate to deal with Voldemort.

But Dumbledore has never made any restraint on Maca. He didn't use Maca's relationship with other people to guide him to make any decision-this was what he was best at.

Even at the end, in that space on the verge of death, the old man only told him something related to magic.

"...Speaking of which, it was because he broke free from the shackles others gave him in the end that he returned to his own path, right?"