Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When he came to the principal's office again, Maca looked at Dumbledore who was smiling, and his scalp was numb.

Occlumency is difficult to practice, and his progress in this thing can only be said to be average.But when faced with Dumbledore, who was proficient in contemplation, he unconsciously wanted to use it-although Dumbledore had no intention of peeking into his heart.

Of course, if he said something indifferent in front of Dumbledore, he would definitely feel it, which had almost become his instinct.

Snape was watching the Immortal Potion and didn't know what he was thinking, and Professor McGonagall was talking to Dumbledore with excitement.

After a while, Professor McGonagall left the principal's office with Dumbledore's smile.When passing by Maca, he smiled and nodded to him.

"Mr. McLean, I think you spend a lot of time absorbing knowledge, obviously it pays off." Dumbledore spoke in a calm tone, the smile on his face remained the same, "Such an achievement in the first grade. , This is unique in Hogwarts, I don’t think any student can compare with you, whether in the past or the present."

"Too much, Professor Dumbledore, I'm afraid--"

"When you should be proud of it, you should express it. Repression in your heart will only make this glory rot in your heart." Dumbledore gave Maca a deep look. "I think you should understand what I mean. ."

What does Dumbledore seem to know?But what did he know?

"Uh, I think you are right..."

Maca found that it was true that people were old and good. In front of such a person, it is difficult for one's own cleverness to play.For example, now, he simply doesn't know what to say, and always feels that what he said is wrong.

"So, Severus, what do you think about Mr. McLean's potion?" Dumbledore turned to Snape again, as if he wanted to hear his comment.

Snape stared at the potion bottle in his hand and was silent for a while before he said his judgment.

"As far as the formula and preparation process of this bottle of potion are concerned, it is hard to say how clever," Snape said. "But its idea of ​​using fairy wings to achieve invisible purposes is indeed commendable. In the past, this material was only available. Used for beauty and entertainment, no one has thought that the mystery of fairy invisibility comes from their wings."

"Indeed, almost all wizards believe that the invisibility of fairies stems from their natural magic." Dumbledore also nodded, agreeing with Snape's statement.

Having said that, Dumbledore looked at Maca again, with a solemn look in his eyes: "Mr. McLean, I wonder if you would like to send your research results to the International Wizarding Federation for judgment? This allows you to Leaving a name in the history of potions will allow your invention to enjoy the benefits of the Federation throughout your life...Of course, after your death, the formula will be publicly published, but I personally think that there is nothing wrong with it."

Regarding this question, Maca had also considered it, and now that Dumbledore mentioned it, he naturally had nothing to disagree with.

"Of course, thank you for your willingness to sign and recommend my potion formula." He nodded immediately.

Any wizard’s invention must be recommended by a member of the Federation to be accepted by the Federation, and Dumbledore, as the current chairman of the International Federation of Wizards, is recommended by him personally.

Once the Xianyin Pharmacy can be affirmed by the Federation, it will surely rise in popularity, which is equivalent to giving it a big advertisement with authoritative certification.

"This is a lot of Jin Jialong!" Maca couldn't help but think so.

This time, Dumbledore did not continue to talk to Maca.He asked Maca to go back and prepare three bottles of Xianyin potion, then let him go.

Breakfast time the next day,

"The exam is about to go, let's not continue to disturb Maca!" After a few conversations, Hermione drove Harry and Ron back to the long table at Gryffindor.

Yes, before you know it, the day of exams is coming.It wasn't until this moment that Maca realized with hindsight that he had been in Hogwarts for nearly a year.Although his study progress is obvious to all, he feels that he has some grades in potions, and other aspects are pretty average.

To put it bluntly, he didn't consider himself as a "first-year student" at all, but he was indeed not to blame.

In the last period of time, everyone was nervously preparing for the upcoming exam, but Maca didn't take it seriously.He didn't think the exam was unimportant, but because he demanded too much of himself.

Maca always felt that perhaps he hadn't even reached the level of the Auror who had just started, and the sense of crisis was always with him.Thinking of what might happen in the future, he has an urge to apply for a time converter.

"Moreover, up to now, the research progress of the Scroll of Truth hasn't even shown any signs of progress. It's simply depressing."

Maca weakly pushed a pile of manuscript paper aside, the wind blew gently outside the window, and the pages of the book turned with the wind.If someone is nearby, he will be surprised-because every page of this bound manuscript is full of various strange symbols.

After Maca tried various interpretation methods to no avail, he decided to try the dumb method, which was copying.But thousands of copying brought him, but there was no other feeling except upset.

"Roina Ravenclaw calls it the scroll of truth, but what is truth in this world?" Maca, who hadn't gotten anything, couldn't help but start thinking about it.

But while he was talking, he was shocked.

"Wait, I remember the first few questions of Bronze Kitty..." Maca gradually picked up the memories he had ignored, and he whispered to himself, "'Everything in the world, what is the truth ', my answer at the time was—"

"Material promotes appearance, spiritual deduction rules... Circulation complements each other, symbiosis is indestructible?" As he spoke, he became a little dubious.

To put it bluntly, it was pure guessing at the time.In Maca's heart, there is no root basis at all, this is just his guess of those esoteric magic theories in the forbidden book zone.

But right now, it has become a vague breakthrough point.

"In other words, as long as you find the connection between the spirit and the material, you may be able to discover something!" Although not sure, Maca was obviously excited.

In the next few days, the state that Maca showed made people a little unwilling to approach, because he was often in a daze, and he could never hear others talking to him when he was in a daze.He seemed to be immersed in the peculiar symbols on the scroll of truth, as if he had changed himself.

But fortunately, most people have a tendency to become a little stupefied recently, because the date of the exam is getting closer and closer.

But at this time when everyone was busy preparing for their own exams, a late penalty notice was delivered to Maca.

"Oh-yeah yeah, although it doesn't seem to be deducted, but no matter how you say it, I can't avoid punishment. I have been a role model myself." Maca shook his head with a bitter expression, and inserted the note. In the pocket of the jacket.

At eleven o'clock that night, Maca came to the hall and saw Filch waiting for him there.

Just as he and Filch were staring, Harry and Hermione also came, followed by Neville.Of course, there was also Malfoy, who was the first one that night and was caught by Professor McGonagall.

"Come with me." Filch said, lighting a lamp and leading them out. "I think you have to think twice if you want to violate school rules in the future, don't you, huh?"

He looked at them sideways and continued: "Oh-yeah! If you want to ask me, I have to say that working and hardship are the best teachers... It's a pity that they abolished the old-fashioned punishments of the past. Method——Hanging your wrists, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com hangs you from the ceiling for several days. I still keep those chains in my office. I often oil them, maybe It came in handy in one day—well, let’s go, don’t even think about running away. If you run away, you won’t have any fruit to eat.”

Maca didn't even bother to listen to Filch's complaints and nagging. He was seizing the time at all times, trying to find some inspiration from thinking and speculation!

They strode across the dark field.Neville kept his nose sniffing, and Harry kept wondering what punishment they would be punished—it would be terrible, otherwise Filch wouldn't be so cheerful.

Today's moonlight is very bright, but from time to time there will be clouds drifting over, covering it up and leaving a dark area on the earth.

They can see the lighted windows in Hagrid's hut, which is not difficult to find at night.Then they heard a shout from a distance.

"Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I'm leaving."

Harry felt a burst of joy at once—if they were to work with Hagrid, it would certainly not be too bad.

This kind of relief immediately appeared on his face, but he heard Filch say: "You probably thought you would have fun with that idiot? Think about it again, kid—you are going to the Forbidden Forest ! If you can come out safe and sound, even if I estimate it wrong."

Hearing these words, Malfoy stopped abruptly.

"Forbidden forest?" He followed, his voice far from being as calm as usual, "We can't go in in the middle of the night, there are everything in there-I heard there are werewolves!"

"Werewolves don't like to live in the forbidden forest," Maca suddenly said, "There is no room for them to live safely in weekdays."