Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The cruel reality told Maca that boating is a tiring thing.

Based on his undeveloped small body, it didn't take long for him to put down the oars and let the escape boat float leisurely on the sea, drifting to the shore with the waves.

In areas closer to the coast, the waves are always rushing perpendicular to the shore, so there is no need to worry about drifting somewhere else.

When the rising sun ripped the first ray of light into the darkness of the night, everything seemed to become clear-they could see the land far away...

When Maca was down to earth again, his efficient mobility came into play again.

He discussed with Sarah, and after asking for some not-so-excessive benefits, sending her back was the only thing to do—destroying the trafficker’s business and asking for some remuneration by the way. Although he didn’t often do this, But this is not the first time.

They asked about the location, planned the route, and then changed their outfits... With the convenience of "rich and easy to do things", they returned to Sarah's home in the fastest and most popular way.

A little girl who was abducted was rescued by another younger boy—this kind of thing is really rare, but for the parents of the child, it’s a good idea that her daughter can return home safely and without incident. It couldn't be better.

Maca revealed Alger's news to Sarah's father, and the rest of the matter has nothing to do with him.

When he bid farewell to Sarah and her family and left the house of Sarah’s house, he turned his head inadvertently, but saw an owl flying far away passing by the door of Sarah’s house...

"Owl? Is there Harry Potter or something..." He joked subconsciously.

However, Maca, who didn't care much and was about to leave, suddenly stopped.He turned his head again and stared at the direction the owl was leaving for a long time, as if he felt something was wrong.

After a while, Maca recovered and walked quickly toward the door of Sarah's house.

"Boom boom boom"

The door was opened, and Sarah's servant looked at him strangely.

"Mr. McLean, is there anything else?"

"Is there a letter to Miss Sarah just now?" Maca asked bluntly.

"Oh—" The servant turned sideways, looked at the built-in mailbox by the door, and found that there was a strange envelope lying quietly inside.

"...There is indeed a...well, weird letter..." He tossed over and looked at it suspiciously.

"Can I look at the envelope? Just look at the envelope!" Maca asked hurriedly.

"Oh, I think...Of course, with the envelope alone, there is no problem." The servant handed the letter to Maca.

On the envelope, a shield-shaped coat of arms composed of a lion, a badger, an eagle, a snake, and a capital "H" was clearly printed on it, making Maca's mind a mess.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity and disharmony that had woke up in the attic before made him feel anxious again.

Maca looked at the envelope in his hand again, then raised his head and looked around, trying to find the source of all his anxiety.

However, he looked around for a long time, but didn't get any results.

"What's the matter? It feels... as if I forgot something important..."

"What?" The servant looked at him with a look of doubt.

"Oh...no, it's nothing," Maca handed the envelope back to him, "I saw this letter when the postman came over just now-I thought I knew the sender, but it seemed I had read it wrong. ."

He casually explained a few words, and then left again.

But this time, he changed his original plan-he felt that he had to go to London.

...

Facts have proved that even if a Muggle has some guesses about the existence of the wizarding world, it is still very difficult to find them.

Fortunately, Maca is not a pure Muggle-he has already had a magical runaway experience in the car accident a few years ago.

To put it bluntly, the magic in Maca had long been awakened, and the Muggle expulsion curse had no effect on him.

However, it is still a very time-consuming task to find a broken bar in the huge London that does not know its specific location or even exists.

After Maca wandered all over London for a few days, he finally found a small and broken suspicious bar between Charing Cross Road, a big bookstore and a record shop in Westminster.

"Ok……"

Maca who stepped into the bar could no longer conceal his surprise.He half-opened his mouth, looking at the dirty furnishings in the bar, and the customers in strange costumes, with surprise.

"...Are you surprised?" Just as he was shocked looking at all the things in the bar, a voice suddenly came out from behind him.

Maca turned her head suddenly, but saw an old man with long silver-white hair and beard and a long hooked nose looking at him curiously.

Hidden behind the half-moon-shaped lens of the old man are a pair of wise blue eyes.

"Deng, Dumbledore?" Maca exclaimed.

"Yes, that's right," Dumbledore nodded, but kept his eyes on Maca. "To be honest, I might be more surprised than you..."

As he said, suddenly he put his slightly thin but slender hand on Maca's shoulder.

Suddenly, Maca felt dizzy. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was sitting on the ground at the door of the seventh conservatory. On his shoulders.

"Oh—thank Merlin—" Professor Sprout happily patted his hand from the side, "You finally woke up!"

Maca stared at Dumbledore and Sprout in a daze, and it took a long time for her chaotic mind to calm down.

"...It's a terrible plant," Maca murmured, "Can you immerse yourself in the world of memories...?"

At this moment, Dumbledore smiled at him.

"It's just that you are special..." He calmly said, "This kind of flower should have been completely extinct... Well, it is called'Mystery Crystal', and it has been very rare in ancient times."

"They generally only blank the heads of ordinary wizards. Only creatures with powerful souls can enter a world where memories and subconscious minds are combined like you."

Having said this, Dumbledore looked at Maca curiously again, "It seems that your soul is very special."

When Maca heard the words, she shook her head in a daze.

"Professor, how did you do it just now..." Halfway through the words, Maca subconsciously said, "Oh! Is there some kind of application of the mind?"

"Um... Actually, it's a little bit different." Dumbledore said frankly, "Of course, it's not far off-by the way, Occlumency has a little effect on that flower."

"...Well, then, when is it now?"

"It's only a few minutes later." Dumbledore nodded his head with his slender finger. "For the spiritual world, time is meaningless."

While talking, he beckoned to Maca, "Maca, take me two steps, how about?"

On the breezy lawn, Dumbledore and Maca walked forward casually.Dumbledore talked about life trivia from time to time, and occasionally talked about his favorite desserts and drinks.

It was as if he really just wanted to take a walk with Maca.

"...Speaking of which, since I became the principal, I have not had much time." He shrugged slightly and said playfully, "In the past, when I was only a teacher, I was always enthusiastic about work--until Now I feel that sometimes, it is not as useful to take a casual walk to talk to students frequently about learning and thinking..."

"In this case, both parties will be more relaxed, won't they?"

"...Treat different people, maybe the way will change accordingly." Maca said casually.

"People's hearts are complicated. No one can make a choice for others, and neither do I." Dumbledore shook his head, "Because, when we don't know the answer, we may always choose the wrong option."

Maca nodded as if understanding.

"We should go back... You see, the principal's work is still very busy." Dumbledore spread his hands, "If you want, let's go on a walk next time!"

Maca looked at the back of Dumbledore walking towards the castle, and sincerely admired the greatest white wizard today.

Just now, in the so-called "spiritual world", Dumbledore definitely saw some clues-before receiving the Hogwarts admission letter, Maca knew about the existence of wizards.

But Dumbledore didn't ask much, even if he was already surprised.

After teaching students like Voldemort, this wise white wizard has changed his educational philosophy. He no longer interferes too much with each of his students, but silently observes, guides, and guards. And pay for every step they take.

This is not something that ordinary good people can do, at least Maca feels that it will be impossible for him to do this in his life.

The flowers in the greenhouse called "Mystery Crystal" have been separated by Professor Sprout.Until the related problems are solved, the label of "no approach" will not be removed, and Professor Sprout has been busy for a long time.

As for Maca, his previous experience gave him a lot of insights.More importantly, he seemed to feel that he could faintly feel certain mood swings.

Even if the feeling is still very vague, at least there is hope of a solution. This is the biggest gain.