Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Macawan never expected that a single word he had inadvertently could change the trajectory of history. This was something he should have thought of but could not predict.

Neville was not injured because of him; Malfoy didn't pick up the memory ball because of this; Harry also didn't compete with Malfoy on a broomstick, and Professor McGonagall discovered his Quidditch Seeker talent.

In the eyes of others, everything is normal, and even the person involved, Harry, will not feel any violation of this.

But Maca didn't. He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.This can only be said that the world he lives in is a real world that is visible and tangible-this truth he already understood when he lived in Plymouth.But until just now, he really realized what this meant!

Should he maintain the world in his memory; or should he abandon the past and use his body to touch and feel?

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but shook his head.

Perhaps, since the moment he is here, he shouldn't think about these disturbing things.The butterfly's wings are always instinctively swung off inadvertently, and it can never predict the consequences of this change in airflow.Instead of worrying about these uncontrollable things, it is better to calmly face the unknown future.

Maca never thought of himself as a great person, maybe some small achievements, but nothing more.

"Enjoying life is right!" Maca sighed.

"It sounds like an old grandpa's argument." Hagrid also walked over—he was also watching the game on Gryffindor.

"Yes! Maca always likes to say things that old men like to say." Ron also laughed.

"This is wisdom! You don't understand!" After being rescued by Maca from the giant stick, Hermione has always admired Maca.

"This is wisdom! You don't understand!" Ron said to Harry, imitating Hermione's tone, and Harry was amused.

"Humph!"

Hermione was ashamed and angry, so stay away from Ron.But Maca was walking next to her, and Hermione turned her head to meet Maca's eyes.

"..." Hermione was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head away, blushing again.

After the troll incident, the relationship between Hermione and the two of them was not so stale, which seemed to be because Harry and Ron were the first to rush to the bathroom.The specific details of Maca are not clear, but the Lion House trio can continue to be friendly, but it is a good result.

After a while, they and Hagrid returned to the hunting lodge by the forbidden forest, and the owner was making a cup of strong tea for them.Maca came this time, obviously wanting to continue his potion preparation exercises at Hagrid for a while-he had been here several times.

"It's Snape," Ron was explaining to everyone, "Harry ran into Snape at Filch and he suffered a serious injury to one of his legs."

"Snape hurt?" Hagrid asked curiously. "What did he do?"

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Maca exchanged glances, not knowing what to tell him, and finally Harry decided to tell the truth.

"I found something about him," he said to Hagrid. "On Halloween, he wanted to pass the big three-headed dog. It bit him! We thought he was trying to steal something the big dog guarded.

Hearing this, Hagrid put down the teapot heavily.

"How do you know the three-headed Lu Wei?" he asked solemnly.

"Three-headed Lu Wei?" Harry said.

"It's the three-headed dog we saw."

"Yes! It belongs to me, bought from a Greek guy I met at the hotel last year. I lent it to Dumbledore to guard—"

"What?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Okay, don't ask any more," Hagrid said roughly.

"But Snape wants to steal it!"

"Nonsense," Hagrid said again, "Snape is a teacher at Hogwarts. He would never do anything like that."

"But why was he... that's right, Lu Wei-would be bitten by it?" Harry said loudly, "I heard him say so!"

"I'm telling you, you are wrong!" Hagrid said grumpily, "Listen to me, all three of you listen to me! You are interfering in things that have nothing to do with you. It is very dangerous. Forget that big dog. , Forget what it is guarding, this is between Professor Dumbledore and Nicholas—"

"Aha!" said Harry. "That also involves a man named Nicole LeMay, right?"

Maca gave Hagrid a helpless look. He only participated in one of the things, but he almost understood the whole situation.

And Hagrid was standing there in anger-he was angry with himself.

The original plan should be cancelled first. Hagrid is angry right now. He doesn't think it's a good choice to stay and make potions now.

...

Time passed and the years flew around. Although it hadn't snowed yet at Hogwarts, the weather was already very cold.

One thing has to be mentioned, under Maca's unremitting efforts, a new type of stealth potion has been successfully developed by him.Not to mention the long-term practical exercises, even the potion formula has been changed and changed, and the hardships are really hard to explain.

Fortunately, anyway, it was finally completed.

That night, Maca drank the potion and plunged into the restricted book area of ​​the library.He can't wait for those dangerous and mysterious black magic!

Before that, he had already learned about and even learned some spells involving black magic through the magic books ordered at Lihen Bookstore, but those were all screened by the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts professors.If you want to truly understand the essential difference between black magic and white magic, you still have to take a look at the forbidden book area.

"Uh-"

The first book that Maca opened had an extraordinary characteristic of black magic.As the reader turns it open, a frightening face will protrude from the pages of its book, and a shrieking cry will frighten the soul.

He hurriedly tapped a point with his magic wand to smooth out the magical fluctuations in it, and the human face calmed down and restored the original appearance of the book.

"This kind of cry seems to be a cry from the soul, not an actual physical sound wave." Maca frowned and recalled, then turned to the front page of the book.

"The weight of the soul comes from the unbearable lightness of sin.-Ragnar Bastos"

He saw that under the word "weight", a few small numbers and letters-"0.675oc m" were additionally written.

"Ancient ounce unit?" Maca had some guesses, "This is the weight of the soul? How was it measured?"

He quickly browsed the catalog and found that it was a book that studied soul magic in depth. Although it was full of theoretical studies and had no practical application records, it was undoubtedly a very typical book of dark magic.

After looking at it for a while, Maca found something was wrong-there was still a vague wave of magic in the book, which made him a little uncomfortable.It wasn't until he closed the book that this uncomfortable fluctuation categorically disappeared.

After that, he flipped through several books in succession, all of which were in-depth exploration of various dangerous and mysterious magical knowledge.Some of them are quite resistant to being opened by others, struggling to close themselves again.

"The more you try to touch on the black magic knowledge of the essence of magic, the more it is related to human personality. What does this mean?" Maca left the restricted book area and sat down by the library window, relaxing because of the dangers. The nerves that continued to be tense by magic.

Filch seemed to have come to inspect it specially because of the movement just now, but Maca didn't even look at him, but took a step aside when he passed by so as not to be directly hit by him.

On the contrary, Mrs. Lorice looked suspiciously at Maca who was in stealth, but found nothing.

In Maca's view, the contents of those banned books all question the personality and heart of the reader.Some books are even directly cast with such magic, so that readers always feel the questions from the depths of the soul.

"No, some of the books in there are not something I can read casually at this moment." Maca wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and dragged his tired body back to the dormitory to sleep. He needs to be empty. Take a good rest of your head.

A few days later, half a dozen new types of invisibility potion maca were prepared, and small waterproof labels were attached to the bottles of the potion bottles. The new name Maca gave them was clearly written on the labels. ——Xianyin Pharmacy.

It seems to be very good, but in fact he just reorganized the two words "fairy" and "invisible", and his lazy nature is undoubtedly revealed.

Then, he sneaked to the site of the beating willow outside the forbidden forest.

Some time ago, at the request of Maca, Professor Sprout from the herbal medicine class would often take him to take care of the strange plants that like to smoke people in this class.

Professor Sprout is the dean of Hufflepuff.She is a very kind and optimistic person, and she always shows an unabashed preference for the students in her college.

And Maca, who has outstanding achievements, has definitely become her favorite student.Regarding Maca’s request, Professor Sprout has no record of refusing to provide help!

It even included the permission for Maca's application for "borrowing part of the second greenhouse"; and taking care of the beating willow with her that prohibits other students from approaching.

Of course, although part of the reason for this is curiosity about this plant, Maca's main fancy is the secret road leading to Hogsmeade under its roots.

At this time, standing in a place out of reach of the beating Liu with its teeth and dancing claws, Maca did not try to rush in to find the so-called "scar" that could calm it down.There were so many scars on the trunk, he didn't know which ones, and he was not interested in trying them one by one.

He took out a small metal whistle, put it on his mouth and blew it gently, and the silent sound wave went straight to the beating willow, and it immediately trembled.

"It still looks pretty, a lot of greenery," Maca said, looking at it, "if you don't move it casually."