Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When Maca came to Lovegood’s house, Xenofilius was preparing for the lunch of the day in the kitchen, and Luna set up three sets of cutlery on the small table-Maca had notified They will come by themselves.

"Good afternoon, Maca." Luna heard the movement by the fireplace, but did not hurriedly arrange the dishes, then turned around and said calmly.

"Well, good afternoon Luna!" Maca looked at the dazed girl in front of him, with an inexplicable emotion-she really didn't change at all.

"I haven't seen it for a while, okay?" Luna said in a light tone, as if it were not a courtesy greeting, but just casually.

Maca bluntly sat down on the sofa next to him, smiled and nodded: "Not bad, how about you?"

"I don't know... Maybe it's okay." She tilted her head, as if really thinking about the recent situation.

At this moment, Xenofilius also wiped his hands and walked over here.

"Welcome to spend Christmas together here, my little reader." He happily said, "Have you seen the latest issue? I have written a lot about the horned snoring beast, and the readers have responded well!"

"Oh, yes! That's great, you can talk to me again in a while." Of course Maca didn't look at it. He didn't have that idle time.

Although Xenofilius asked Owl to bring him a copy every issue, he never missed it once.

"Okay, okay, of course! But let's have lunch first, it's ready." Xenofilius said, "I will be busy after Christmas, you know, the end of the year special issue of "Singing and Singing"— —I prepared a lot of interesting content."

He sat down at the table and filled the Maca with a bowl of thick soup.

"...So after Christmas, you will accompany Luna to the Muggle city for me!" He said, "I remember you said that you are familiar with Muggles, and I think I am better than me."

"Oh, of course!" Maca nodded.

"That's great! Luna has always wanted to see the Muggle lifestyle-she always likes the Muggle decorations I bought for her." Xenofilius looked at her daughter. There was a light of love in his eyes.

Luna turned her head and showed Maca the sweet cherry earrings hanging from her ears.At this moment, she, with a dim smile, her big eyes flickering, she looked really happy.

The lunch was still going on, and Maca chatted and laughed leisurely with the father and daughter in front of him, while intermittently thinking about the boundary between Muggles and wizards.

In the magical world where pure-blood wizards are still the main component, the boundary between wizards and Muggles is still clear.Even with the efforts of many sages, there have been many excellent Muggle wizards in the magic world, but the deep-rooted concept of distinction has always been firmly rooted in the hearts of most wizards.

In this regard, Maca does not have much thoughts, just want to enjoy her peaceful life.He has the consciousness of being an ordinary person, even if he becomes a wizard, it is just an ordinary wizard.

Those complicated and troublesome things should be solved by a great wizard like Dumbledore.

"Luna, where shall we go first? I think—"

Maca throws away all the messy things in his happiness, and has a relaxed face to discuss the post-holiday schedule with Luna.

The time at Lovegood's house always flies quickly, which is mostly related to Luna's character.The longer she spends time with her, the more likely she is to be affected by her unhurried thinking that day, and it feels like the whole world has become ethereal.

When I was with Luna, Maca no longer restrained his sensibility, because it was difficult to find sadness in Luna.The two of them often laugh so much because of some funny little things; they also always enjoy the peace silently in a unique and comfortable environment.

In a daze,

Xenofilius was busy in the workshop on the second floor, while Maca and Luna were the same as last night, leaning against the outer wall of the house and looking up at the endless night sky.

There are few stars in the recent night, and most of them are obscured by a thin layer of clouds.A hazy last quarter moon loomed on the sky wall, spreading silver brilliance all over the hillside.

"Mom gave me her favorite thing as my name." Luna looked up at the moon and smiled quietly, as if she was talking to something other than Maca sitting next to her. .

Maca nodded, regardless of whether Luna saw it or not.

"How about you?" Luna asked, "How did you get your name?"

Maca laughed, not knowing why, but Luna didn't care at all.

"I made it myself, I used to call it this name," Maca said, "always."

"That's not bad," Luna said. "Mum always said that the name of a wizard represents a person's life track-where he came from and where he will go."

When Maca stopped laughing, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.He can't even figure out, is that happy?Still sad.

"Yes! It represents where it came from, and maybe it will tell us where to go..."

Early the next morning, Lovegood's house was besieged by an owl...

A large number of owls of all colors, breeds, and sizes stopped in a mess on the lawn slope in front of the house, because the roof and window edges were already full of other owls-they all came to give Maca Christmas gifts of.

For the first time, Maca knew that he was so popular. Ordinarily, few people would come to talk to him?

When Maca in his sleep was awakened by a series of pecking noises, Maca hurried out, brought in all the gifts, large and small, and stacked them in the small living room of Luna's house.

At this time, Luna, who was half-dreaming and half-awake and more confused than usual, walked out of the room in her red and green checkered pajamas.

"Maca, is this your gift to me?" She asked vaguely, her eyes half-opened, holding a small envelope in her hand.

"Yeah! Open it! This is the longest time-consuming of the Christmas gifts I gave this year." Maca said cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Luna."

"Then what about my gift? Where's my gift?" Xenofilius on the side was like a child at the moment, and asked enthusiastically to Maca.

"I'll be there soon." Maca's smile became clearer.

"Hmm... um, what is this?" Luna gently tore open the seal of the envelope, and pulled out a thin card packed with tiny letters and symbols.

"This is a spell," Maca said. "It's the spell that went wrong during the experiment. I have finished analyzing it."

Needless to say, the father and daughter present immediately understood-this is the spell that caused Luna to lose her mother and Xenophylius to lose his wife!

The father and daughter looked at each other and found that each other's eye sockets were a little moist.

Maca is right, they don't hate this spell at all-they don't hate anyone or anything.They have nothing but regrets about the feelings they have for this spell.

Luna's mother, Pandora Lovegood, is a person who loves testing spells very much. Because of the suddenness of test errors, she did not leave a word before she died.And this spell has almost become her only last wish.

When Xenofilius buried his dead wife, he buried her test notes with her in the tomb, hoping that this would allow her to continue doing what she likes most in the unknown place.

But I never thought that Luna, who had witnessed the entire process at the scene at the time, would keep it firmly in his heart; what was more unexpected was that Maca even silently remembered Luna’s casual description of the scene of the incident. The spell was found and resolved.

For Luna and his daughter, Maca’s Christmas gift is even more precious than anything else.

"...Thank you, thank you!" Xenofilius' voice was trembling clearly.

Luna's drowsiness disappeared.She walked towards Maca without saying a word, hugged him hard, and did not let go for a long time.At the moment when his eyes crossed, Maca keenly discovered: Luna at this moment is completely absent from the usual trance, and her big eyes are full of determination.

After a long time, when the two were separated, Luna held the thin piece of cardboard in her hand, and her expression became hazy again.The sight seemed to tell Maca that what he had just seen was just an illusion.

"Okay, Luna, come and help me open the present! Let's see who gave it to me. I don't remember how many friends I made!" Maca smiled.

That night, Xenofilius prepared a large amount of food, including grilled meat, roasted turkey, marinated dipping dishes, etc. It was almost like using all the food saved in the week tonight.

Of course, the various specialty foods of Lovegood's family are even more diverse, and there are all kinds of them, and the Maca is dazzled.

They let go of their belly and ate and drank, sometimes cheering happily and sometimes whispering.When the atmosphere reached its climax, Luna, who didn't like dancing very much, even pulled Maca into a dance.

This Christmas dinner with only three people was intertwined with their laughter until late at night...

At dawn the next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Xenofilius displayed his entourage and took the two to the cemetery outside Plymouth.

Maca stood quietly next to him, watching Luna set the card filled with analytical formulas on fire and burned a little bit in front of her mother's tombstone.

It wasn't until this time that Maca learned from Xenofilius that the hometown of Luna's mother, Pandora, was in a small Muggle village not far from here.

Maca looked at the lonely little figure squatting in front of the tombstone.

The long, cascading light golden soft hair, which was as long as the waist, once again showed a beautiful and pure halo in the rising sun.

"Call God to guard."

Maca's heart touched, he silently stared at the girl in front of him, muttering to himself, a faint silver-white radiance appeared all over his body.