Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

During breakfast in recent days, Maca has appeared on Hufflepuff's table quite punctually.

In fact, this is rare.According to calculations by interested people, the chance of Maca eating on time has been declining year by year.

And every school year there will be several bluffs, and the routines are really unpredictable.

Of course, people have seen this kind of thing a lot, and soon they got used to it.

If you want to say who the protagonist is this morning, it's probably Neville.

Because Neville not only wrote down the password to enter the Gryffindor common room, but also lost the paper with the password.

For this reason, Sirius Black went so far as to enter the dormitory of Gryffindor College!

Professor McGonagall was so angry about this and immediately fined Neville not to go to Hogsmeade again.

Not only that, she also closed Neville's confinement and forbid anyone to give him the password to enter the tower.Poor Neville had to wait in the common room every night to see who could take him in—every time, the gnomes would tease him with unpleasant words.

However, these punishments were not as good as his grandmother was ready to wait for him.

Two days after Black broke into the tower, she sent Neville something, which was the worst thing a student at Hogwarts could receive at breakfast-a roar letter.

On the same day, the school owl flew into the hall and sent mail as usual.Just then, a huge barn owl stopped in front of him, holding a scarlet envelope in his mouth, and Neville was dumbfounded.

Harry and Ron were sitting across from him and immediately recognized that it was a roaring letter-Ron got one from his mother last year.

"Run, Neville!" Ron hurriedly advised him.

Neville doesn't need him to say a second time.

He grabbed the envelope and ran out of the hall like holding a bomb. The students of Slytherin House burst into laughter when he saw him.

Soon, everyone heard this roaring letter talking in the front hall—it was Neville’s grandmother’s voice, which was a hundred times louder than usual. She screamed and condemned Neville for bringing the whole family. Shame.

Harry was busy feeling sorry for Neville, but never noticed that he also had a letter.Hedwig pecked Harry on the wrist and caught his attention.

"Oh! Oh-thanks, Hedwig..."

Harry tore open the envelope, and then Hedwig ate the corn flakes on Neville's plate without waiting for his invitation.

Harry saw that the note in the envelope read...

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Dear Harry and Ron:

Would you like to have tea with me around six tonight?I will come to the castle to pick you up and wait for me in the hall. You cannot leave the castle by yourself.

Hager

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"He probably wants to hear everything about Blake!" Ron said excitedly after watching it.

At this moment, Maca also received a letter.

A glance at his letter reveals that it is very different from other envelopes-it is full of postmarks.

The Owl Mafa who had brought the envelope over fell on the edge of the table next to Maca today.To be honest, Maca hasn't seen it for a long time, and I don't know where it flew recently.

But it still has feather oil, and it seems that life should still be very moist.

"Villy?" Maca put his dinner plate directly in front of it, and picked up the envelope with his left hand and looked at it.

This is a transnational letter from Paris, France. I don't know how this letter was sent. Anyway, the envelope is full of dusty feelings at this moment.

The letter feels thick, and it seems that there must be a lot of letter paper in it.

"Is Vili recently hooked on writing novels or something?" Maca thought casually while pulling out the letter.

As soon as he unfolded the letter paper, he understood that the vast majority of the piles neatly folded together were actually the schedule records of cultivating the Raphaela Dragon Kiss!

Looking at the densely packed data, as well as the small and exquisite fonts, it was obvious that they had already been copied carefully.

Seeing that Wei Li was so serious, Maca couldn't help but read it carefully in order, until the last record, he finally saw the data of successful flowering.

And the letter paper that actually contains the content is just a sheet.And, there is only one sentence above-when the flowers are blooming, come and see.

Maca froze for a while, then decisively put the cultivation record and the only letter paper back into the envelope.

"...It's a very distinctive letter." He couldn't help muttering as he stuffed it inside.

However, the next moment, he found that the thick stack of paper could not be inserted-something seemed to stand against them.

He grabbed the corner of the envelope and shook it slightly, followed by a magical photo that slipped onto the table.

It was a photo of Willie and the blooming Raphaela Dragon kiss.

The flower is similar to what is shown in the profile picture: it blooms like a dragon’s mouth, and its jagged petal edges are as scary as dragon’s teeth. The rhizomes and vines entangled on the top of the tower, and they spew out the breath of the flame dragon from time to time. It looks very arrogant.

And Wei Li is right next to the tall Raphaela Dragon kiss-compared with the very imposing flower, Wei Li is like a baby, she calmly looks at the Maca outside the photo, as usual No expression.

"Moving and static, it's really an interesting combination." Maca took the photo and looked at it for a while, but when he turned it over and looked at it more, he found that there was a line of small print at the back of the photo.

——Did those flowers bloom in the greenhouse?

What Willie was referring to, of course, were those unknown flower species.In recent time, those stems and leaves have become stronger and stronger, and they are easier to attract people's eyes.

After discussing with Professor Sprout, Maca moved them to the last greenhouse to prevent other students from being recruited.

But if they have blossomed, Maca can only regret to say that they have not.

It has been a long time, but they still haven't even grown buds, let alone blooming-this is a very surprising thing.

The reply was arranged to the evening by Maca, and now it was time for him to continue studying.

...

At six o'clock in the evening, Harry and Ron left the tower of Gryffindor College, trot past the security gnomes, and went straight to the front hall where Hagrid was already waiting for them.

"Hello, Hagrid!" Ron said, "I think you want to hear what happened Saturday night, right?"

"I've heard it all," Hagrid said, opening the gate and leading them out of the castle.

"Oh." Ron said, a little dejected.

When they entered Hagrid's cabin, the first thing they saw was the Eagle Horse Buckbeak.

At this moment, it was lying on Hagrid's patched sheets, with huge wings tightly gathered around his body.

He is enjoying a plate of dead ferrets.

Harry deliberately avoided the unpleasant sight. He saw a huge, furry brown suit hung on Hagrid's closet door, and a yellow and orange tie that was terribly ugly.

"Why are these things used, Hagrid?" Harry asked.

"Buckbeak's case against the Dangerous Biology Committee," Hagrid said. "This Friday, I have to go to London with him. I have booked two berths on the Cavalier Bus..."

An uncomfortable feeling of guilt immediately surged in Harry's heart-Buckbeak's trial date was so close, but he had completely forgotten about it; and judging from the look on Ron's face, he probably Also forgot.

Naturally, they also forgot their promise to help prepare Buckbeak's defense: the arrival of Firebolt made them forget all these things.

Hagrid poured tea for them and offered them a plate of butterscotch bread, but they knew it was better not to eat: they had learned enough about Hagrid's craftsmanship.

"I have something to discuss with you two." Hagrid sat down between the two of them, his expression looking serious, at least his usual attitude was very different.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked.

"Hermione." Hagrid mentioned her name.

"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked.

"She is in normal condition, and the problem is here... After Christmas, she has visited me many times, and she often says that she doesn't know what to say to Maca—" Hagrid suddenly shook his head again, "No, no. This...I mean, she always said she was lonely, because you first ignored her because of Firebolt, and then she changed her mind and didn’t talk to McGonagall; but now you don’t talk to her anymore, just for her. s cat--"

"--It ate the spots!" Ron interrupted Hagrid angrily.

"Because her cat did what all cats would do." Hagrid said stubbornly. "She has cried several times. You know, she has a hard time now, that's more greedy than chewing... …If you ask me, she wants to do too much. But she is not as smart as Maca...but she still finds time to help me prepare the Buckbeak case."

"You know... she found me some really useful information, I think Buckbeak might win now..."

"Hagrid, we should have helped you too—sorry—" Harry said awkwardly.

"I’m not to blame you!" Hagrid obviously didn’t care about this. "You have a lot to be busy yourself. I see you training on the Quidditch court day and night-but I must tell you, I think You two should regard your friends more heavily than flying broomsticks and mice. This is what I want to say."

He thought for a while and added: "At least Maca is busy all day long, but I still remember to give you some helpful potions-even I have a copy, I think you should have received it too? "