Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Since the beginning of school, Maca has spent most of his time studying his own problems.The source of this matter is not difficult to grasp, nothing more than the dagger.

According to Rowena, this is actually part of the test.

If Maca had guessed correctly, the goal this time might be to let him retrieve the lost emotions and emotions.

It's just that this test is obviously more difficult than last time.At least the Phoenician characters still have obvious clues, but the weird dagger leaves Maca clueless.

Rational thinking can help him think calmly, but unfounded speculations can only be regarded as guesses.

"That obviously has to do with the soul."

Maca remained invisible, searching for information in the forbidden book area of ​​the library.

He carefully flipped through the magic book that he had read a few times before—it was the research note on soul magic.

This book still exudes that uncomfortable magic wave, but for some reason, the current Maca is no longer unbearable.

He turned the book page by page, studied it carefully with the moonlight outside the window, contemplating it from time to time.

After a while, he glanced over the book roughly.

"There are some gains, but it has nothing to do with the current purpose." Maca put the book back in.

"The dagger... tortured the soul... what is it?" He kept talking to himself in his heart, trying to arouse some inspiration to help himself think.

As he pondered, he suddenly closed his eyes and stood quietly for a while.

"Yes, that's right!" Maca's eyes suddenly opened, and he spoke out involuntarily.

He even forgot that he was in a state of invisibility.

"Yes, yes... If emotions and emotions are also part of the soul, then erasing them is equivalent to erasing part of the soul."

Maca calmly analyzed and proposed a hypothesis that was not even recorded in the magic book.

"And if you want to erase a part of the soul, you must first tear the soul apart. This can refer to the method of making Horcruxes."

"...But then? After tearing it...is it swallowed?" He speculated here, and the words in his mouth could not help but pause, "Doesn't that mean..."

If it was swallowed, I'm afraid it would be troublesome. Dagger didn't come back with him.

"It seems that I can only find a way to check the state of the soul..."

Maca considered it for a moment, and then pulled out the book that hadn't been long since he was back in.

"I remember... Yes, if you analyze this incomplete spell, you should be able to try to separate the first half..."

Since Maca personally "watched" the mystery of the spell casting during the summer vacation, he has a deeper understanding of the "curse" and "rules".

Although it is still impossible for him to create the spell himself, it is already possible to disassemble and improve the spell.

Maca stared at the content of the page closely, while subconsciously waved his magic wand to confirm whether his analysis was correct.

A faint black mist flashed on the wand, lingering around the wand and protruding from the tip of the wand.

The black mist twisted and rolled, gradually becoming denser, and gradually even took on some fuzzy forms.

Before long, the black fog formed a terrifying foggy skull, and there was even a faint blue flash in the hollow eyes, which looked quite terrifying.

Suddenly, a suppressed low voice came out of thin air in the library.

Maca immediately shook the black mist skull away, and at the same time turned his head and cast his gaze to the source of the sound.

"..." He was silent for a while, and then said calmly, "Ron, come out soon."

As the Maca voice gradually fell,

After a while, Ron, Harry, and Hermione opened the cloak and walked out beside the bookshelf outside the restricted area.

"Very smart." Maca looked at the cloth straps tied to the soles of the three of them, then glanced at Hermione.

"Not this one--"

Maca shook her head, interrupting Hermione.

"Let's talk, what's the matter if you come to me so late."

The three Harry looked at each other, not knowing where to start.

Especially Ron, when he saw the scene just now, he even had the mind to leave here immediately.

To be honest, he really regretted yelling out accidentally just now.

And Harry, who was standing next to Ron, was now covering the scar on his forehead with his hand-the skull made of black mist just now made his scar aching.

As for Hermione, in fact, she didn't want to come this time, but she was worried about Maca's current state.After thinking about it for a while, he still followed.

But when the three of them faced the expressionless Maca directly, they all stayed in place with their mouths half open.

Even if everyone had bad guesses about the situation, no one expected to see such a terrifying scene in the library.

To be honest, when the three of them saw that the skeleton was formed from the front of Maca's wand, a sense of fear from the soul immediately rose in their hearts, and that feeling still lingered even now.

At this moment, Maca was standing next to the huge bookshelf, and a ray of moonlight fell through the window, illuminating half of his face diagonally.The indifferent expression coupled with this gloomy scene made people feel a little frightened.

"No, nothing! We just wanted to... come to the restricted area to find a book." Hermione said carefully.

"Book?" Maca nodded, "Then you can find it, I should go back."

Naturally, he didn't take Hermione's words seriously. She had already lent the "Powerful Potion". Now what book is she looking for?

But Maca didn't want to explain this point.

After putting the book in his hand back on the shelf again, he walked calmly to the library door.

But as he passed Harry and the three of them, Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Maca, are you... okay?"

Maca paused, but did not look back.

"It's okay."

After all, he moved on and soon disappeared at the gate.

From beginning to end, Ron didn't say a word.Not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it—seriously, he was a little frightened.

Harry had been thinking about the scar on his forehead.He didn't understand why it caused pain when he saw Maca's strange magic.

After a while, the three of them got back into the invisibility cloak and went back to the Gryffindor common room in silence.

"Harry, why did you know that Maca is in the library?"

In the common room, Ron asked with an ugly face.

Harry shook his head and said, "I'm just guessing, because I've seen Maca's handwriting on the magic book in the restricted book zone..."

"You're just trying your luck!" Hermione couldn't help but say.

"I just thought, even if you didn't see Maca himself, maybe Hermione could see some clues from the words of Maca..." Harry explained, "because I don't understand the words. So I have always been curious. But how can I know..."

"Oh, don't say it, Harry!" Ron couldn't help. "I think we should tell Dumbledore about this..."

As Ron said this, the common room seemed a lot quieter.

Hermione looked at Ron and nodded after a while.

"Maybe this time, you are right..."

"Even for Maca..." Hermione said softly in her heart.

...

Things in the duel club inevitably became a topic for the students.

Some are discussing Maca's bravery and free and easy, and some are wondering how strong Maca has become, and so on.But more, still talking about Harry's performance.

"...Because it is Salazar Slytherin's famous ability to talk to snakes. Therefore, the symbol of Slytherin College is a snake! That's why everyone in the school now thinks you are his past Great-great-grandson or something..."

These words of Ron kept circling Harry's ears, and the comments and fear of other students made him quite angry.

When Harry left the crowd angrily and trot across the corridor, he bumped into something he shouldn't have seen again.

Justin Finley was lying on the floor, cold and stiff, a frightened expression on his face, his eyes staring at the ceiling dullly.

It's not over yet, there is a character next to him, which is a bizarre sight Harry has never seen before.

Nick, almost headless, he is the ghost of Gryffindor.But now, he was no longer milky white and translucent. Instead, he was completely black and smoky, lying motionless and suspended six inches from the ground.

His head was half off, and his face had the exact same panic expression as Justin.

Soon Harry realized that he didn't need to worry about how to explain Maca's affairs to Dumbledore, because he was being taken to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall at the moment.

Dumbledore's office is still so interesting.

If Harry doesn't have so many things to worry about right now, he should feel very happy to have the opportunity to come here.

This is a spacious, beautiful round room full of funny little objects.

There are many strange silverware on the slender tall table.They whirled, emitting small puffs of smoke.The walls were covered with portraits of the old principals, men and women, and they all snore gently in their respective frames.

There is also a huge table in the room, the legs of which are in the shape of claws.And on a shelf behind the table, there is a tattered, crumpled wizard hat—the sorting hat.

Harry hesitated, he looked warily at the sleeping wizards and wizards on the surrounding walls.

If he took off his hat and tried it on his head again, there would be no hindrance, would it?

Harry quietly walked around the table, picked up the hat on the shelf, and slowly buckled it on his head-the hat was too big and slid down to cover his eyes, just like when he first wore it.