Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Just the day before the members of the Gryffindor team wailed, Hufflepuff’s new courtyard team was training...

"Senior Diggory."

In the pouring rain, a clear voice came from down the field.

"Wait, stop." Cedric shouted loudly. "I'll go down and have a look. You guys continue to train!"

The little badgers' Quidditch jerseys were soaked, but they didn't notice anything, still working hard to practice before the game.

Cedric controlled his broomstick to fall, and at first he saw a figure vaguely, until he got closer, he could see the appearance of the person who came.

That is Maca!

He was standing in the rain at the moment, but as soon as the violent rain fell around him, it was like being blocked by an invisible barrier and slid away from him.

At this moment, his body is still dry, completely different from Cedric's wet and embarrassed appearance.

"Oh, McLean? Your waterproof spell looks really good..." Cedric looked at him strangely and asked, "Come here today, what's the matter?"

During the period since the beginning of school, he repeatedly invited Maca to join the academy, but Maca always tactfully refused, without exception.

As the match day approached, he also gave up the idea of ​​making an invitation again.

He didn't understand. Why did Maca come here under heavy rain today?

"I'm here to apply for a place to play in the first game." Maca said calmly, "I have been thinking about what I have to do for the honor of Hufflepuff College, so I am here."

"Oh—really?" Cedric said happily. "That's great! I'll ask you—someone must be willing to make room for you!"

Sure enough, when Cedric called everyone down to assemble, the new team members welcomed Maca's arrival very much.

In Hufflepuff College, where the sense of collective honor is very significant, personal honor is not that important. Everyone is willing to contribute their seats for the achievements of Hufflepuff College.

Of course, Maca still chose the position of chaser.

Although, for his plan, Cedric was the most appropriate one, but he suddenly ran out and replaced him as the captain, which seemed a bit inappropriate.

Afterwards, Maca also removed the waterproof spell and started a relatively hasty run-in training with other players.

I have to say that Maca's talent in flying is indeed very powerful. As long as he enters the team, the whole rhythm will gradually revolve around him.

It didn't take long for Cedric to adjust the tactical arrangement again and again to accommodate the addition of Maca.

Until the end, the Hufflepuff team once again returned to the original tactical mode-to obtain basic points and focus on the offensive and defensive strategy of the chaser.

To be honest, everyone can't wait for the upcoming game, because Hufflepuff's "Scoring Madness" is back again!

But the first game came faster than they thought.

The next day, when the members of the Hufflepuff team had just finished training, the captain of the Slytherin team, Marcus Flint, suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Quidditch Field locker room.

"Hey, Diggory!" Flint said, leaning against the door frame with a look of scorn, "I have to tell you something."

Cedric looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter?"

The Hufflepuff players walked in wet, and when they saw Flint, they all showed a look of disgust.

Flint is an unscrupulous guy in order to win, that is, he takes other Slytherin players on the court, and no one in the other colleges likes him.

"In fact,

"This isn't quite compliant, isn't it?" Cedric frowned.

"It's just a change of time. How can there be any irregularities?" Flint smiled, showing crooked teeth, looking a little sick.

"Senior Flint, haven't you graduated yet..."

Suddenly, Maca came out from behind, and he calmly looked at each other and said, "If I remember correctly, you were in seventh grade last year, right?"

Flint's grinning expression froze immediately.

That's right, this guy should have graduated and left school last year, but because of many unqualified courses, he was repeated!This is undoubtedly a shame in the pure-blood family. His father was so angry that he beat him up, thinking that he had discredited the Flint family.

"Huh! Yeah! I repeated the grade, so what?" He stared at Maca viciously, gritted his teeth.

"We already know about the game," Maca calmly walked to him step by step and looked at him coldly, "Is there anything else to say?"

Maca drew out his wand, and the emerald radiance appeared on the top of the wand, and Flint was immediately scared and took a few steps back.

"No, no... it's nothing..." he stammered, and ran away after leaving the locker room.

Several senior Hufflepuffs looked at Maca's wand, and they were a little frightened. They had also learned the terrible Unforgivable Curse and knew that the magical brilliance of the Death Curse was green.

"That's—" Cedric asked carefully.

"Huh? Oh..." Maca turned around and waved his wand casually, extinguishing the green light on the tip of the wand, "It's just a variant of the magic wand glowing spell, don't be nervous."

They all sighed heavily, only a few of the lower grade players still maintained a blank expression.

"Slytherin is nothing more than not wanting to compete in this kind of weather, but in any case, their strength is that, even if the game environment is changed, there will be no chance." Maca calmly analyzed, "They even Not necessarily winning Gryffindor."

On the eve of the game, the wind and rain continued, even more severe than before.

The corridors and classrooms were so dark that the professors had to light more torches and lamps for lighting.The Slytherin team really looks complacent, and no one can compare to Malfoy in this regard.

"Ah, if only my arms were better!" He said loudly, and sighed deliberately from time to time.

At this time, the outdoor wind was hitting the window, making clanging noises.

Harry got rid of a Captain Wood who was chattering behind him, and stopped outside the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.He opened the door and rushed in.

"Sorry, I'm late, Professor Lupin, I—" he said as he walked inside.

However, it was not Professor Lupin who looked at him from the podium, but Snape.

"This class started ten minutes ago, Potter. I think Gryffindor should be deducted 10 minutes. Sit down."

"Where did Professor Lupin go?"

Lupin is naturally not here.Because at this moment, he had to shrink in the corner of the office, waiting for the werewolf's deformed state to pass.

The wolf poison potion made by Maca is very effective. Although Lupin turned into a werewolf form on the night of the full moon last night, his rationality as a human still remained.

It's just that the more this time, the more painful and uneasy he is.

Remus Lupin is a lonely person, which is inseparable from his painful experience.When he was four years old, his father offended the werewolf Fenrir Greyback.In revenge, one night, Greyback invaded Lupin's house from the window and bit the young Remus Lupin.

Since then, Lupin's life has become obscure and lonely.

As time passed quietly, his parents tried every means, but they were unable to cure him.Both he and his parents thought that it was impossible for him to enroll in Hogwarts-other parents would not want their children to approach a werewolf.

But Dumbledore gave him a chance. He made a lot of friends at school, including Sirius Black and Harry's father James Potter...Of course, there was Peter Pettigrew.

That was the happiest life he had ever had.

But after graduation, Lupin, who was immersed in friendship, had to start facing reality.In his situation, it is difficult to get a suitable job, and his life has become difficult.

But no matter how hard it is, he can stick to it.

But what makes him sad the most is that he once scared a child on a night of the full moon.

Although he tried to suppress his wolfishness, he quickly left there.But he will never forget, those flustered and fearful immature eyes.

Lu Ping is a person who likes children very much, but he himself scared an innocent child, which made him hate himself for the first time.

In the past, even if he knew that he was abnormal, he often viewed himself as a victim—it is true.But since that day, he suddenly understood a conclusion that made him sad.

Sometimes, the victim will also become the perpetrator. In his own body, this is probably an inevitable result.

"McLean, are you... really not afraid?"

Lupin, who had turned into a werewolf form, looked very ugly, but because the effect of the wolf poison potion was constantly exerting its effect, he looked calm.

"Why?" Maca asked calmly.

Entrusted by Dumbledore, Maca is responsible for guarding Lupin when he transforms, so as not to make any misunderstandings during this critical period.

He was sitting behind Lupin's desk, head down writing something, while Lupin was shrunk in the corner between the bookshelf and the desk.

"Werewolves are always disturbing-they are cruel, bloodthirsty, and keen on attacking humans. They are very dangerous." Lupin, who had become a werewolf, said in a gruff, "Isn't it?"

"Professor, are you doubting the effect of the wolf poison potion I prepared?"

Maca moved his gaze from the notebook to Lupin's shaggy face. He reached out and patted Lupin's shoulder, and forced a dry smile.

"Don't worry, at least I think the medicine is very effective." He joked hard.