Chapter 849: The World Behind the Door Panel

The snow is falling more and more.

It has been a few weeks since Maca came back from Romania. Although McGonagall showed him Aginbad's letter as soon as he returned to Hogwarts, but he didn't say anything specific.

He just said—

Christmas is almost here!

After that, the situation at Israel's Heber School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also spread to Hogwarts along with the voice of the media, but Maca still didn't respond.

It was as if, right now, he just wanted to get ready for Christmas and make it an unforgettable night for all the teachers and students in the school. Other than that, don't do what he wants.

So, as the days passed, the only thing that changed the most in our daily life was the snowflakes dancing in the air.

In the office, Maca was burying his head in quick calculations on the manuscript paper, and his pen never stopped.

It can be seen that there is a map of comet orbits not far from the table, which is predicted by the latest Muggle astronomers, which is obviously much more detailed than his previous one.

Only occasionally, while writing, he picked up the cup on the table and poured a sip of cold tea into his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly inserted the quill pen into the ink bottle, and then gathered the thick stack of manuscript paper in front of him and put it aside.

After gulping down the tea in the cup, he finally leaned his head back on the chair, squinted his eyes and rested for a while.

In this way, it may really work... Maca thought to himself, Of course, the premise is that the data is correct.

After resting his brain for a while, he stood up and walked to the door.

...

It was almost dusk, and without the warm sunlight during the day, one could intuitively feel the temperature drop rapidly.

Maca stepped on the snow that had accumulated long ago, walked through most of the vestibule with a creaking sound, and came to the door of Hagrid's hunting lodge once again.

Bang bang!

He knocked on the door, but it took a while for Hagrid to come out and answer.

Of course, it was more likely that knocking on Hagrid's door would get no answer these days, but that didn't mean Hagrid wasn't home.

Maca has long been used to this.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but he stretched out his hand in front of the door and shook it a few times, and then pulled the door open.

Is it really inside again?

I looked around the room, but there was no one there.

But in today's hut, there is something that has never appeared here before-it is a flat box like a door panel, which is almost like a coffin lid if it is an ominous word.

At this moment, the coffin lid was leaning against the wall of the hut, and the room was very quiet, with almost no movement.

Maca shrugged, raised his legs and walked straight there.

It wasn't until he came to the front of the thing that he could see that one side of the flat box was a door panel, and there was even an old brass door handle on it!

And when he held the doorknob calmly and pulled it open suddenly, everything behind this plank door immediately came into his eyes.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is a small world hidden in this flat box no thicker than 3 inches (approximately 7.62 cm).

Roar--

As soon as the door was opened, a loud roar came from inside, but the sound seemed to be separated by thousands of meters.

Maca didn't stop at the door, and stepped in directly after opening the door.

Since the flat box is leaning against the wall of the hut, the inclination of the ground and the simultaneous shift in the center of gravity may feel a little odd when first walking across.

But when you enter it, the suddenly enlightened vision will make you completely forget the previous doubts.

There is an open grass field in front of the eyes, and a shade of trees overhead.

In fact, after turning around a little, you can find that the place you came in just now is actually a thick and big tree.

The door leaf on the tree trunk seems to have grown there, and it even has a bit of an artistic atmosphere.

Boom!

He closed the door first.

Hagrid!

Looking back suddenly, Maca's shout spread along the green grass, attracting many magical animals living here.

A group of pure white Pegasus were chewing the grass with their heads down. When they heard Maca's voice, their ears trembled twice, and then they raised their heads to look this way.

There were several holes in the ground not far away. When Maca’s shout passed by, several goblins came out from the ground, looking around curiously—then they were caught by the flying owl Mafa Waiting for the distance.

Suddenly, a series of ball birds flickered and jumped at Pegasus' feet and ran past one after another.

Those naughty little guys were chasing and playing with each other, but suddenly an invisible beast appeared beside them, as if trying to drive them back to a safe lair.

Maca's eyes didn't linger on them for too long, he raised his head and looked further away. It can be seen from a distance, there is a huge creature flying in the air over there.

Roar--

Suddenly, another roar resounded through the space, startling all the magical animals and fleeing to their lairs.

That is Norbeta the Norwegian Ridgeback—most animals don't know it. Although her voice can spread, she can't get through this area.

Oh! Maca, are you here?

After Maca walked over there, Hagrid, who heard his shout, temporarily put down the tin bucket in his hand, and greeted him this way.

I'm preparing dinner for Norbeta! I brought some fish over today... He said happily, I've heard that the Norwegian Ridgeback is the only fire dragon that can go fishing in the sea. I just want to try it out. Is it real.

But Maca spread her hands when she heard it.

Fishing may be possible, but it's not necessarily for eating— he said. You know, swimming in the sea may just be a form of entertainment for them.

Having said that, Maca didn't stop Hagrid's attempt, after all, he just mentioned a possibility casually.

When he watched Hagrid go back to making some minced meat, Maca helped him along the way.

How is it, are you getting along well with the animals? He asked while putting vegetables into the minced meat, If you have any questions, please let me know, and I will work with you to find a solution—especially in terms of safety Things, don’t cause any accidents!”

Well, it's really nothing, Hagrid thought for a while. If I have to say, hey, can this place be made bigger? I don't think Norberta's sweetheart is always flying enough...

Maca grinned when he heard the words. To be honest, he really couldn't stand Hagrid's strange attitude.

It's not impossible to superimpose the No Trace Stretching Curse again, but it will take more time to stabilize the space, and Christmas will be over long ago!

Oh, okay!

Hagrid shook the bits of meat off his hands, then wiped them off and went back to cutting the cabbage.

But after he took a few steps, his feet suddenly stopped, and he turned around with doubts and looked at Maca.

Maka, to be honest! Hagrid couldn't help asking, Why do I feel...you seem to have put a lot of effort into preparing for this Christmas event?

Huh? Wouldn't it be better to be serious? Maca said with a relaxed smile, Every year, there will be old students graduating, and new students will enroll at the same time—I hope to leave some wonderful impressions or memories on them.

Of course it's a good thing, I just... Hagrid struggled with his wording, hesitating, I just feel that you seem to be working harder this time than when you were preparing for the alchemy competition last time!

This time there are also guests from outside the school, and there are quite a few of them!

Maca waved his hand, and stopped talking, but let the iron bucket containing a large pile of minced meat and shredded vegetables float by itself.

The bucket alone was half his height, and he didn't have as much strength as Hagrid to lift it up.

Boom——

But he tapped the wall of the barrel with a spoon, making a few muffled sounds when it was full.

But before the knocking sound settled down, several hippogriffs sprang out from a small forest in the distance one after another. After running a few steps on the grass, they spread their wings and flew, scrambling towards this side come over.

Hagrid saw that Maca started feeding these eagle horses, so he had no choice but to stop asking, but picked up another bucket containing a large piece of fish and walked further away.

Maca is using a large spoon to dig out the minced meat, and throwing it to the eagle horses around him, watching them raise their front hooves to catch it.

The hippogriffs were sick, and he and Hagrid had to mix potions in their food. But it was also because of their illness that Hagrid was able to buy them at a low price from a breeder.

He fed a few tablespoons of minced meat, looked back at Hagrid's leaving back, and then sighed secretly.

I hope everyone can have a good time at Christmas soon!

After feeding the big bucket of minced meat, and watching the eagle horses slowly return to the woods, Maca gently took out his staff and shook it towards the sky.

Watching a certain light source in the sky gradually dimming, most of the animals looked up to the sky—they haven't gotten used to this kind of darkness yet!

Looking at Hagrid again, seeing that guy was being knocked to the ground by Norbeta's tail, but immediately got up and tried to give him a hug, Maca couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

If he could be as pure and frank as Hagrid, perhaps many things would become very simple.

I'm going back!

After yelling again, Maca didn't delay any longer, turned around and walked towards the big tree when he was coming and going.

It wasn't just Hagrid's side that he had to take care of, he had to continue to toss about the Defense Against the Dark Arts that Snape still gave him!

Not long after, when the door inlaid on the tree trunk was closed again, this space finally entered the real night.

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