Chapter 143

"The owls are here!"

Someone shouted.

The noise reached its peak in an instant, and then quickly turned into a buzzing sound mixed with expectation and tension.

Dozens of owls poured into the Great Hall like a gray tide; they flew in from the high windows on all sides and circled under the enchanted ceiling.

Letters, packages, and magazines fell like raindrops.

"It's a reply."

Hemin put away the letters sent from home; although owl letters are sent as they are sent, the time is not too short.

However, the arrival of messengers generally does not cause congestion, because owls arrive as scheduled every day, and will not cause a large accumulation of letters.

And in Hogwarts history, there was once a chaotic situation where a large number of owls poured into the Great Hall together.

That was when Gilderoy Lockhart was studying at Hogwarts; out of vanity, he mailed himself 800 Valentine's Day cards on Valentine's Day.

"It's a reply."

Jia Siting also put away the letter, but his voice was very low; he looked at the young wizard beside him, whose quill was writing something on the notebook without stopping, even though he still had an ice pack on his head, and because he drank Pepperup Potion, his ears were still steaming, which didn't stop his non-stop learning.

And on the long table above the Great Hall, there were clearly more than one pair of such eyes.

Jia Siting's eyebrows drooped, and his hands unconsciously squeezed his robes.

In this low-pressure atmosphere, he spoke:

"Winter in Scotland is particularly cold, I... have never seen his robes."

"I want to say, is it... those losses that shaped him, right?"

Hemin seemed to be talking about robes, and seemed not to be; when she tried to make up for it, she met those tired green pupils and pale face again, so she couldn't recover for a long time.

"No, Hemin,"

Jia Siting turned his head away; his face was hard to see in the dark part of the light,

"I think, in those cold winters, what he needed was not strength, but safety."

When Mr. Owl said that sentence, Jia Siting felt his blood was about to boil.

"No one to contact... of course that's a lie! Ha—there is a wizard who especially wants to contact him—"

"Mr. Owl, you mean—!"

"I never disdain low-level lying!"

"Merlin... Merlin's owl!"

"I am Ravenclaw Lady's owl!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, Mr. Owl."

Jia Siting's brain had already short-circuited at this moment.

That's right, that's right, Xiang Xien is so excellent and talented, how could he be abandoned?

There must be a special reason that led to him being stranded.

He wouldn't question Mr. Owl; this magical gentleman existed when Hogwarts was just established, and the little Gryffindor story it told casually was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

If it said there was a wizard who wanted to contact Xiang Xien, then there must be, and it is very likely to be...

Jia Siting, my god! What a great thing you did!

Lady Liliana Fenlieri will definitely be proud of you!

"Mr. Owl, please—"

Jia Siting was already begging.

"Heh—I only have one question—"

"A hundred are fine!"

"Is an owl an eagle?"

"Of course!"

"I will take care of this matter myself—go find your friend!"

Mr. Owl flapped his wings; Jia Siting had never thought that an owl could also shine.

"Xiang Xien, Xiang Xien, you have to come here."

When Jia Siting entered the classroom in a hurry,

Xiang Xien was reading "Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Protection" and notes, considering the teaching that would come soon.

Knockback Jinx, it is a type of Dark Magic.

Among the four types of magic spells: Charm, Curse, Jinx, and Hex,

the ending of Jinx represents that the Knockback Jinx belongs to a type of jinx—the least negative, annoying but interesting.

However, it also made Professor Fuliwei's teaching very cautious; he gave Xiang Xien a notebook, most of which were side effects of Dark Magic, and the first sentence on the cover wrote:

【Caution and restraint are the first points of learning Dark Magic】

"Xiang Xien, come with me, hurry up..."

The anxious smile on Jia Siting's face couldn't be suppressed at all, and the outrageous concern he and Hemin had shown over the past few days of illness made Xiang Xien feel a bit helpless.

It's hard to imagine that he just closed his eyes for two seconds, and Jia Siting and Hemin covered him with a blanket and turned off the lights.

"Mm."

No matter what, Xiang Xien still nodded.

The fireplace was burning violently, and behind the surging flames were three faces with different expressions—

Jia Siting and Hemin were almost unable to breathe from tension, while Xiang Xien was a bit puzzled—

They called him here just to roast by the fire together?

... seems not bad either.

"Yes, Hemin, family, real family..."

Xiang Xien heard Jia Siting muttering to himself, and Hemin straightened her body, her face flushed, not knowing if it was because the fireplace was too warm or because she was too nervous...

Suddenly, a handful of powder appeared out of thin air in the fireplace.

Jia Siting and Hemin held their breath completely, and even Xiang Xien looked at the fireplace with some expectation.

——A serious face appeared in front of them.

"How could... how could it be..."

Jia Siting was completely stunned,

"Mr. Owl, what did you do..."

"Professor."

"Professor."

"Professor Marcus Maige."

Xiang Xien was not disappointed; he had never seen a professor in the fireplace before.

A professor who has shrunk a little, truly wonderful.

Professor Marcus Maige scanned the room casually and knew that this was what that owl had done.

She agreed briefly and saw a pair of curious and sincere eyes.

So her eyes softened completely:

"Mr. Xiang Xien Green."

"Although I was surprised to see such a gentle Professor Marcus Maige, well, it was also worth it, but this isn't what I wanted!"

Jia Siting muttered in distress.

Hemin rolled her eyes at him angrily:

"It's well known that Professor Marcus Maige thinks highly of Xiang Xien; it's normal for her to want to contact Xiang Xien; only one person is a fool."

At this time, Xiang Xien was closing the fireplace; he heard Jia Siting's low voice:

"I'm very sorry, Xiang Xien, I thought..."

"Jia Siting, this is not your fault, you did enough, I am very grateful."

Xiang Xien picked up Professor Fuliwei's notes,

"It doesn't matter what I lost; what matters is what I still have, such as friends."

"Friendship, that is the mutual shaking of two hearts."

Jia Siting seemed to hear his mother whispering; this time, his heart was about to be shattered.

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