Chapter 162 Thank you for your gift
Chapter 162 Thank you for your gift
At night, the white mist of the floating city faded away, and octagonal lanterns floating in the air were lit up, with vivid paintings of the Eight Immortals and the three stars of fortune, fortune and longevity.
"My God! They're holding hands! Macon, look, look!" Hermione jumped up and down excitedly holding the binoculars, "It's not easy, I at least saw him, and tried a dozen times! "
"Hermione, I never realized that you are so gossip." Macon also held a telescope and looked under the Floating City.
"Gossip? What does that mean?" Hermione put down her binoculars and looked at Macon with a sullen expression. "I always think that's a bad word!"
"Gossip means that you like to inquire about other people's privacy and gossip, such as those reporters who follow celebrity scandals."
"I don't gossip, I just care about Hagrid!" She picked up the binoculars and continued to look at the fire in front of Hagrid's hut, where two huge people sat very close, holding hands, "I wish they could Come together, there are very few wizards who are so tall in the wizarding world."
"Didn't you see that parchment he hid behind his back? That's my credit. It's hard for you to imagine Hagrid with his ponytail and gear grease on it. No lady would Like him."
"Besides, I'm not the only gossip." Hermione continued to look at Hagrid and Maxim with the binoculars, raised her left hand, and pointed to the castle tower on the north side, "There's another one there!"
Macon subconsciously looked in the direction she was pointing at. It was the balcony of the principal's office. Dumbledore held a telescope on the ground and gestured an OK gesture to Macon...
Macon took Hermione who was beside him, to see if I was accompanied.
Dumbledore waved to the office, pushed the Arianna doll on the chair next to him and sat down, and looked at Macon proudly, I am not a lonely old man now.
Macon turned his head away, ignoring him. It seems that Gilderoy's work efficiency is still good, and Dumbledore has received the doll.
Early the next morning, Harry, Ron, Seamus and Draco were blocked at the exit of the floating city.
"Where are you?" Hermione hugged the black cat and saw the four of them before landing.
"Hermione, I have something to ask Macon for help,"
"Harry, let's go to eat first, there is only one class in the morning." Macon thought for a while, looked at Ron, and roughly understood what was going on, "There is still plenty of time before the game, isn't it?"
The four looked at each other and found that each other's expressions were very indifferent. It seemed that everyone thought that Macon knew everything...
"Here, wear it around your neck, and if you want to come up later, inject magic power into it." Macon took out four necklaces and gave each of them one. "This is not only a key to enter here, it can also store things. .”
The four of them held the necklace and couldn't put it down. There was a black cat standing upright on the necklace. It raised its paws, revealing its lovely pink flesh pads. It twisted its waist and crossed its legs, looking forward. The cat tail behind it was a A small mechanism, when the tail is pressed, the black cat will open its mouth, so that it can use the floating spell to access things.
"The Untraceable Stretching Curse! Isn't this forbidden for personal use by the Ministry of Magic?" Harry liked the black cat necklace very much, but he was also worried that the Ministry of Magic would hold him accountable.
"Harry, you have to understand that the wizarding world is not like the outside world. Once your fist is hard enough, you don't have to be afraid of these rules and regulations!" Macon saw Harry's face mixed with love and worry, "Besides, as long as you are not Show its function in front of them, no one will know that there is a traceless stretching spell on it, it can escape most detection, if someone dares to force it, it can only mean that his life is bad."
"Here, there's black magic on this? Ouch!" Draco had just finished speaking when a big lump swelled on his head.
"What black magic? There is alchemy on it, and it will be triggered if you come hard. If you are in danger, you can also throw it out. Okay, I have already said hello to Nobetta. Harry, do you want to talk to me?" It's sparring, you can find it at any time."
After Macon finished speaking, he returned to the alchemy workshop and continued his dream of flying.
"How about we try it now?" Ron put on the necklace and carefully tucked it into his shirt. "There are still two hours until class."
"Ron, it's not enough, we have to find a way to resist the dragon's breath," Harry wanted to try now, but he still knew the power of the dragon's breath, "I want to go to the library to find it."
"Resist the dragon's breath? You need to extinguish the curse," Ron shook his head. "I heard from Charlie that this spell basically doesn't exist outside. You must first learn this spell to raise fire dragons, but they all have a contract." , can’t reveal the spell, the library shouldn’t be able to find it.”
"Extinguishing Curse? Fluorescent flashes!" Seamus cast the spell without a wand, and a bright white ball of light appeared in front of him, making a weird crackling sound like popping beans, and then extinguished it casually, "Knox! You expect This eliminates the dragon's breath?"
"No, no, Seamus, it's 'Extinguishing Spell' not 'Wand-Extinguishing Charm' that can only extinguish the wand lighting spell. I said the extinguishing spell, but it can extinguish the dragon's breath." Ron shook his head, it was obviously not the same kind of curse.
"There is no need to try to extinguish the curse. It is recorded in the books of our Malfoy family that this curse has long been taken over by those who raise dragons. After hundreds of years, they have completely cut off the inheritance of this curse... Ouch!"
Just as Draco finished speaking, a notebook fell from the sky and hit the big bag on his head. He grinned and picked up the notebook on the ground. On the cover was written 'Summary and Analysis of Quenching Curse'.
"Let me just say it! Macon defends his shortcomings! Look, isn't it coming?" Draco held up the notebook in his hand with a proud face.
This curse has indeed been broken and has disappeared for hundreds of years, but there are people who can't live long. Mrs. Flamel's collection of books is in Hermione's hands...
This Saturday, the first match of the Triwizard Tournament will be held next week. Dumbledore approved the trip to Hogsmeade village for little wizards above the third grade.
Harry and Seamus came to the Three Broomsticks together, as for Ron?He ran away early in the morning.
"Ms. Rosmerta, two butterbeers," Harry and Seamus sat on the dilapidated bar, wanting two butterbeers.
"Little wizards can't drink, where's your partner?" Ms. Rosmerta put her hands on the bar, puffed her chest, and asked Harry, "I think his name is Ron?"
"We ordered butter beer last time, and you brought it up," Harry didn't dare to look directly, and said in a low voice, "He probably wouldn't come here."
"Oh~, this is art!" Seamus and Harry were the opposite, staring forward desperately, "Ms. Rosmerta, thank you for your gift!"
"Go, go, underage wizard, get out of here quickly," she stood up angrily, and she regretted a bit after saying this, not earning a penny and suffering a loss, it's not worth it at all, "Why don't you come How about a cherry syrup soda?”
"Morning, Ms. Rosmerta, you are very beautiful today," Macon and Hermione walked in hand in hand, and began to praise her from a long distance away, before finally greeting Harry and Seamus who were sitting at the bar. "It's really early for you to come."
"Macon, you are still so handsome today, two glasses of butterbeer?" Ms. Rosmerta did not wait for Macon's answer, turned around and poured two glasses in front of them.
"Beautiful lady, there are four of us, let's have two more glasses." Macon looked at Harry and Seamus and looked at himself eagerly, probably understanding what was going on, "I think they will admire your extraordinary charm just like me! "
"You have a sweet mouth!" Ms. Rosmerta touched Macon's cat ears, and served two more glasses of butterbeer. "You guys drink slowly, and I won't disturb your chat."
"Why is there such a big difference in our treatment?" Harry looked at the butterbeer in front of him in disbelief, and then at Macon, "Is it because you praised her beauty?"
"That's right, I've never seen you praise Hermione for being good-looking," Seamus said with an unconvinced expression.
"I never compliment her," Macon said, looking at Hermione, and helped her cut her hair, "because I can't find a suitable modifier."
Hermione obviously enjoyed what Macon said, she nodded in satisfaction, her cat was really sensible.
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