Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Harry and Ron felt a little ashamed of Hagrid's sincere warning, but their thoughts were related to their respective personalities.

Of course, let’s not talk about the matter between them for the time being, because there are more important things on Maca that need to be discussed!

At ten o'clock that night, the depression in the depths of the forbidden forest...

"Oh-click, click, click-my darlings -" Aragog's wife, Mosag, carefully held a small pile of oocysts with the tips of her forelimbs, reluctantly, "They are all my darlings. But... well!"

Maca stretched out his hand to take it, and held it in the palm of his hand with the same care-in fact, the children of the Eight-eyed Giant Spider were very small when they were born, so small that they were incredible.

"Maca, I think you will take care of them, right?" Mosag stared at his hand tightly.

That's natural, for Maca, these little guys may be no less than his own children-I mean, if there is any.

In short, his care for these oocysts is absolutely extraordinary.

"In about a month, the children will run out by themselves." At this moment Aragok stepped forward and said.

After Maca's repeated assurances, he bid farewell to the Aragogs.

After all the egg sacs have hatched, they will move. If Maca wants to find them again, he will have to travel a long way.

But this is not too important for Maca.

In the following days, he put these little oocysts in a candy box and brought them with him all day, like a good father who cared too much about his children.

He didn't have time to take care of other things happening around him-except for those that had to be done.For example, he must give Lupin the medicine on time; for example, he has to carry on various studies as usual...

For this reason, he missed the day to relax in Hogsmeade Village, but he still did not miss the bad news that Buckbeak lost the lawsuit.

One day at noon, after lunch time.

"Hagrid lost the lawsuit and Buckbeak is about to be executed..." Hermione was holding a letter in her hand, her lips trembling, "Maca, can you help him?"

"Buckbeak?" Maca blinked. "Oh, what happened to Hagrid's eagle and horse?"

He almost ignored it.

"Hagrid—Hagrid sent me this." Hermione said, and handed the letter to Maca.

The parchment letter paper was wet, and the ink was blurred by the big teardrops, and it was difficult to identify in some places.I don’t know if it’s Hagrid’s tear stains or Hermione’s—perhaps both!

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Dear Hermione:

we lose.They allowed me to take it back to Hogwarts. The date of execution is yet to be determined.Buckbeak loves London and I will not forget all the help you gave us.

Hager

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Hermione seems to be crying a bit too much lately, and she seems to be in a bad spirit. Sooner or later she will get sick from this.

"Um..." Maca pondered for a moment, then looked up, "This is actually not a big deal, you have to remember: now we are in the magic world, not the Muggle world we lived in."

"What, what do you mean?" Hermione was taken aback for a moment.

"It means--" Maca spread out her hands and said naturally, "Hide it, don't let people find it, won't it be over?"

"Is it really possible?" Hermione was surprised. "I mean, can we really hide it so that no one else can find it?"

"Of course, it's actually not that difficult... But, isn't there still an appeal period? It's not yet completely desperate!" Maca comforted.

"What means?" Hermione asked quickly.

Maca patted Hermione's shoulder with a hand, and said meaningfully, "...you don't want to know."

For Maca, Hagrid is a very useful friend.Although he does not make friends because of benefits, he has to say that "interests" really occupy a large position in Maca's heart.

At least, he was still willing to spend a little effort to forge a deeper friendship with Hagrid when he didn't know the reason for such things as "friendship".

Both the past self and the present self think that this will not be a wrong decision.

"So... do I need to do something?" Hermione couldn't help asking.

"Just do what you should do," Maca said calmly, "I think if I say,'You don't have to do anything,' you must be uneasy, right?"

"...You're right." Hermione nodded, and then turned away with anxiety.

Maca took out the candy box from his pocket, opened it and looked at it again, and then walked towards the stairs with satisfaction.

Perhaps it was because a lot of things were squeezed together, which made some things that shouldn't have happened at this point in time suddenly got together in advance.

One night before the Easter holiday, there was almost no cloud cover in the sky, and the moonlight softly poured down the entire Hogwarts Castle.

When Maca was going to make some preparations for Buckbeak, he saw a black dog on the edge of the forbidden forest not far from the beating willow.

"I really can't rest easy..." Maca scratched his hair, and then followed him.

However, at the moment he can't expose something in front of Black, so he has to follow far behind, barely chasing him completely.

After that, he discovered an unusual truth about the matter-Black seemed to be chasing Scabbers?

Chasing Scabbers?just now?

Although because of the size, it is impossible to see if there is a mouse from a distance.But when Maca saw the black dog circling a big circle and rushing towards Hagrid's hut, his advantage of slow speed was reflected.

At this moment, Maca was obviously closer to Hagrid's hut than Black and the others.

But at this moment, a wolf howl suddenly sounded from the castle, and the howl mixed with pain and mania broke the quiet night sky completely.

"What?" Maca, who was rushing to the hut, suddenly froze. He stopped and looked back at a certain window on the third floor of the castle.

On the lawn not far from him, Black in the form of Animagus also turned his head, and a pair of black dog eyes fixedly looked at Hogwarts Castle.

In the shocked or contemplative gazes of the two of them, a sturdy figure with long hair came out from the window that Maca looked at. In the bright moonlight tonight, even if they were far apart, It was photographed in detail.

Under the fur that looks tough and thick, there is a strong human body with bulging muscles. Just look at it effortlessly hanging on the outer wall with one hand on the edge of the window, and stepping on the brick wall to the next building. You can know by jumping from the top that the hidden power is absolutely explosive.

Supported by pure physical power, the figure jumped high and fell heavily, leaping continuously on the spires of the castle, and leaping straight towards Maca.

Get a little closer, even its face can be seen clearly-it is a terrifying wolf head, with a roar from time to time, startled countless students living in the tower.

The lights in the castle gradually came on, and things seemed to be heading out of control.

"Do I look so delicious?" Maca pulled out his wand and yelled back to Black, "Go after the mouse, and I'll deal with it here."

"Can you do it? Werewolves are not so easy to deal with, don't use your knowledge in class!" Black said loudly.

"It's always okay to drag it, you go quickly." Maca waved his hand, and then greeted Lupin, who had become a werewolf.

"Professor Lupin!" Maca yelled tentatively, but obviously it didn't help.

Although he didn't quite know why the effect of the wolf poison potion didn't work out-maybe Lupin forgot to drink it, or maybe something else went wrong, who knows?

He has no time to figure this out.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the opponent was already close to Maca, and the two were even less than 10 feet apart.

Lupin, caught in madness and bloodthirsty, raised his sharp claws, and Maca could even see the cold light reflected by the moon.

"Faint!"

A crimson fire light hit Lupin's hairy chest frontally at a very close distance. The sparks composed of magical power scattered and splashed due to the violent impact, and Lupin shook "Teng Teng Teng" back several steps.

But the werewolf's magical defensive power is not inferior to the physical defense. It is even said that if the werewolf's abnormal physical self-healing ability is excluded, the magical defense may be better.

Maca's coma spell didn't work well.

"It's really troublesome..."

In school, all kinds of worries made Maca dare not use more abilities to cope with the battle, and Lupin, who was the target of the battle, made him shrink a little.

"Swiftness." He muttered silently, but the speed had to be suppressed to a level barely enough to avoid Lupin's claws, and the scene suddenly looked extremely thrilling.

Maca took out a syringe from his waist, and he tried to directly use the medicine to make Lupin fall asleep temporarily.But while having to worry about the werewolf's power, approaching him and injecting the medicine into the werewolf's body is really a terrible thing.

The curse hit Lupin one after another in a state of rage, but instead of suppressing it, it angered him more.Although Maca knew in his heart that the werewolf's notorious lack of stamina would make Lupin quickly wilt, but time waits for no one.

At this moment, Maca decisively aimed his wand at the ground...