Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

That night, Maca slept in Xenofilius's workshop.

He used the discarded old door panels to build a wooden bed for Maca with two layers of blankets and a quilt as a mattress, and another quilt on his body.Although this configuration sounds a bit shabby, it doesn't feel uncomfortable to actually sleep.

This gave Maca a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Luna came over to wake him up.To be honest, Maca has become accustomed to the life of going to bed late and getting up late, and now he wants to change it.

"Get up, the sun has risen." Luna stretched out her hand and pulled on Maca's quilt, and Maca was nestled in the quilt unmoved.

"The sun has risen!" Seeing that there was no movement in the quilt, Luna worked hard to increase the volume.

"The sun will not rise anymore," Maca muttered dreamily.

Luna silently stared at Maca, who was all curled up in the bed, for a while, and then stretched out her hand and tugged again-she felt that she could only do this.

But Maca obviously won't have any reaction to this.

After waiting a few more minutes, Luna turned around and ran downstairs. She seemed to have a good idea.

After a while, Luna, who hadn't been down for a long time, ran up again, with a soft wicker basket in her hand.The rattan basket was swaying slightly in Luna's hand, and there seemed to be many small things moving in it.It seemed that this was the reason why Luna ran down in a hurry. The stuff in there was probably very effective in waking up Maca, at least Luna thought so.

The girl blinked, then carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, and then quickly poured the contents of the soft basket into it.

Seeing that the little things got into the quilt, Luna nodded her head in satisfaction, and tucked the opened quilt.

After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the quilt, it sounded like someone was humming softly.

"Um...huh?" Maca seemed to be woken up, but her voice didn't sound right, as if she had a cold, with a heavy nasal voice, "Uh, ah! What? Don't..."

The quilt began to get restless, shaking tremblingly, and even the old door panel that was used as a bedboard on the floor began to sway.

Sure enough, the sloppy wooden bed was not very strong, only a loud noise was heard, and the whole room trembled along with it.Afterwards, Maca struggled to open the quilt, and moaned in pain.

Of course, the nasal sound is still very heavy, which has not been changed because of the accident.

The little guys who caused all of this are all hanging on Maca's body at this moment, especially the face and neck.They hummed joyfully, squeezing and hustling on Maca's face, neck, chest and other places, and some of them stuck their soft tongues into Maca's nostrils.

"Uh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Puffede," Luna pointed at the furry little things on Maca, and said like a sleepwalker, "They are very close to people and hum when they are happy."

"Moreover, they are easy to feed. They eat everything from leftovers to spiders and mosquitoes. They also like to stick their tongues upwards, get into the noses of sleeping wizards, and eat their dry nose."

Hearing this, Maca hurriedly pinched his nose, because he noticed that there were several small things with slender tongues eager to try!

"Okay, okay! This is really an effective living alarm clock, so let's put them all away!" Maca pinched his nose and swayed with the other hand at random, then got up from the ground, "Oh, By the way. Good morning, Luna!"

...

Breakfast time passed quickly,

After Luna's father hurriedly settled his breakfast, he Apparated and went out to collect materials.Before leaving, he specifically asked Luna a few words, probably to let her and Maca go around together.The maca who was smacking his lips wondering how to make Gordigan tea better, didn't listen too carefully.

Luna and her father both liked this drink, but Maca said it was difficult to accept.Compared to last night's fish soup with colored balls, which had the same advantages and disadvantages, this Gordigan tea, which also has the atmosphere of Lovegood, obviously only makes people feel painful.

"It's a shocking drink." Maca sighed, raised his neck and poured the liquid from the cup into his throat. "Well, where are we going?"

Luna stared at her father's departure position, and then replied after a while: "I don't know either."

After hearing this, Maca tilted her head for a moment and asked, "Are there any neighbors around here? I mean wizards."

"Well, the nearest is Fawcett's house," Luna turned her head and looked out the window. "A little further away is the village of San Catchpole in Ottery, Mr. Weasley and Diggory of the Ministry of Magic. Mr. has made his home nearby."

Maca nodded, wondering if he was going to visit another wizard's house to make a good relationship, and suddenly reacted to the name that passed by.

"Weasley?" He raised his head and looked at Luna, "Is it that...a family of red-haired wizards?"

"Ms. Molly is not." Luna shook her head in a daze. "Her hair is brown."

After hearing this, Maca couldn't help laughing.

"It's really brown." Luna repeated solemnly when she saw this.

"Okay," Maca smiled more vigorously, looking at Luna. "Of course, of course. I mean, how about we go to the Weasley's house?"

Luna nodded indifferently, as if she didn't care about where she was going.

"Boom!"

Before long, after the two cleaned up the dining table and kitchen together, Maca watched Luna disappear into the dirty fireplace with the same green flame.

"Well, grab a handful, name the location, and sprinkle it down." Maca muttered as he walked towards the fireplace, and suddenly he stopped as if thinking of something.

"By the way, you must read it clearly." It seemed that he was thinking of Harry's trip to Knockdown Alley.

"Weasley's." "Boom!"

For some reason, the use of Maca produced more green flames than Luna's.Fortunately, this special demon flame reaction does not have the ability to transmit dead objects, otherwise it is estimated that the entire fireplace can be moved to Weasley's house by looking at the demon fire that surges to the ceiling.

Luna was talking to Mrs. Weasley when Maca appeared from the fireplace in Weasley's house.

"Oh! You must be Maca? Miss Luna just told me about you." Seeing Maca coming out, Mrs. Weasley immediately turned around and said hello, "Welcome to our house as a guest."

While speaking, Mrs. Weasley suddenly walked over and opened the window, "Fred, George, Ron! Come in, two guests are here!"

Hearing this, Maca craned his neck and took a look, and just saw a big boy with freckles on his face carrying a big mouse that was completely depilated, and there seemed to be a shorter boy behind him.

"Fred, give me Scatter back! Percy gave it to me."

"Hey, Ron, wait a minute! I just think it needs a little hair restorer."

"Stop arguing! Didn't you see any guests? Can you just quiet down for a while!" Mrs. Weasley shouted immediately, "Where is George?"

Fred spread his hands and said, "Mom, I am George."

"Well, then where is Fred?" Mrs. Weasley was shocked.

Suddenly someone pushed both boys away, then stepped in, still saying: "Hey, Mom! I'm George, and you have admitted us wrong again."

Mrs. Weasley's face changed immediately, and a new round of reprimands began, while Luna was smiling like a madman, unable to stop.

Maca looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help holding her forehead and sighed.

"Sorry, uh... Mr. Maca?" On the other side of the fireplace, not far behind Maca, a weak voice suddenly sounded, "The house is always noisy."

When Maca heard the voice, she turned around and found that it was a young girl who also had fiery red hair. She looked younger than the other children.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable with the lively scenes." He probably guessed that the girl in front of him must be the youngest child of the Weasley family-Ginny.

Maca looked at her, then glanced back at the three boys being taught by Mrs. Weasley, and sighed again.He really couldn't figure it out, this is also a family, how can we educate brothers and sisters with such extreme and diverse personalities?

The eldest son Bill is always a rock and roll style, Percy is wild and full of face, and the twin brothers like to play pranks, even Ron is always a little bit inferior.

Only the second son Charlie and the youngest Ginny were more like normal people.

Of course, he wasn't sure whether the memory in his mind was correct, after all, after so long, he really couldn't remember it.

"Anyway, thank you for your concern, Miss Ginny."

Ginny looked at Maca’s smile, feeling a little strange. Has anyone mentioned herself to him?At least she didn't have time to introduce herself.

"Okay, okay, not all come to see the guests." Mrs. Weasley finally ended the long reprimand and greeted her children to come here together.

The Burrow was a little quieter, and only Luna was still laughing there, and the embarrassing laughter kept echoing in the house.