Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Come out, Bellatrix."

Maca lightly shook the wand, waved away the agitated dust around, coldly looked at the fallen woman who had shrunk inside, and said calmly.

"What are you going to do!" Bellatrix flicked her long hair and stared at Maca with her bright red eyes, her pupils flashing with crazy colors.

"Don't want to come out?" Maca asked in a cold voice.

He doesn't have to pretend, in his current state, with a calm face and expressionless appearance, he is a big...er, little villain who ignores all life.

Although he has been growing physically recently, his childish appearance has fully exposed his age.

"Of course I do!" Bellatrix stood up abruptly, but kept looking at Maca's wand with a look of fear. "I am waiting all the time... waiting for the master to pick me up! I have always believed in it. The master will come! He will not forget his loyal servant!"

"But... why are you letting me out?" She looked fierce, looking at Maca as if looking at something extremely dangerous, vigilant every second.

Maca took a step to the side of the prison door, a cold smile on his face.

"Although I don't care what your master is going to do, there is no doubt that he has returned—"

"What! Really? Where is he?" Bellatrix was surprised by the news. She didn't even notice that Maca was exuding a dangerous aura, and she caught Ma as if she was leaping over. Card sleeves.

"I'm taking you to see him..." Maca didn't care about the dirty hands that gripped his sleeve tightly. He just said casually, "Want to see him? Want to return to him. --"

"Oh, I mean... Tom Riddle."

"How dare you call the Dark Lord's name directly! This is unforgivable——!" Bellatrix reached out and tried to slap Maca's face.

However, the next moment, she was bounced out like a kite with a broken wire and hit the wall hard.

"Then call him the Dark Lord..." Maca said indifferently, "The name is just a code name-in my opinion, the person who changed his'real name' casually...huh..."

"Okay, follow up!" Maca didn't say much, and as soon as he turned and walked to the other side of the corridor.

Before long, when Maca appeared at the gate of Azkaban's fortress, many people had gathered behind him.Most of them look sick. It seems that "happiness" has been far away from them for a long, long time...

But even so, the basic judgment of these guys still remains somewhat.If you can say that you can survive in Azkaban for so long, which of these people is not a determined person?

But when they looked all the way at Maca's wave, they shot the dementors flying, and they didn't even use the wand.Whether it is crazy in heart or a little sensible, he can't help but fear him.

In their eyes, Maca is simply a new generation of Dark Lord - even though Voldemort is an irreplaceable master in their hearts, the fear of power, like instinct, left them a deep impression.

"boom!"

Without saying a word, Maca raised his wand and released a bright fire, which burst into the sky in an instant, tearing open the endless night sky above Azkaban.

In an instant, two figures, one large and one small, fluttered from the distant sky. When they got closer, everyone discovered that it was a eagle-headed horse-winged beast and a strangely large owl.

It is the Eagle Horse Buckbeak and his Owl Mafa who were rescued by Maca.

On Buckbika’s paws, a big package was being carried, and Maca removed the flame as a signal and used a floating spell to fetch the package.

"One person, come with me to the Quidditch World Cup match site," Maca sneered, "all have a good fight! I think your master will like it."

The package was opened, and a bunch of flying broomsticks and many new wands that looked exactly the same were scattered all over the floor.

"For the Dark Lord!" Bellatrix yelled frantically, and around her, there was a echoing scream.

There are dark clouds gathering in the distant sky. It seems that the rainstorm that has just stopped not long ago is about to fall on Azkaban again.

...

At this moment, Harry and the others were walking along the dark and wet path towards the village with difficulty. There was silence all around, only their own footsteps could be heard.

As they walked through the village, the sky gradually brightened, and the original darkness gradually turned into a deep blue.

Harry's hands and feet were frozen.Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch.

They began to climb Ferret Mountain, tripping under the hidden rabbit hole from time to time, or stepping on the dark, sticky grass blades, and they couldn't even breathe to talk.

Every time Harry took a breath, he felt a tingling in his chest and his legs were gradually unable to move. At this moment, he finally found his feet on the ground.

"Yo," said Mr. Weasley, taking off his glasses, wiping his shirt, panting, "Yes, we arrived on time-there are ten minutes left!"

Luna was the last to reach the top of the mountain. She looked a little physically weak-but Hermione just in front of her didn't seem much better.

"Now we only need to find the door key," Mr. Weasley said, putting on his glasses and squinting on the ground. "It won't be too big... look for it..."

Everyone was about to spread out and search, but Luna reached out and pointed.

"there."

"Oh! That's right!" Mr. Weasley turned his head and saw an old boot lying on the grass. "Miss Lovegood, your eyes are so sharp... I think if you go to Quidditch The team must also be an excellent seeker!"

At this time, on the other side of the mountain top, the starlit night sky brought out two tall figures.

"Amos!" Mr. Weasley said, smiling and striding over to the man who called him.

The others followed quickly.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, who had something in his other hand, like an old moldy boot.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is Amos Diggory." Mr. Weasley said, "He works in the Department of Fantastic Beast Management and Control. This is his son Cedric. I think you all know each other? "

Cedric Diggory, the current captain and seeker of the Quidditch team at Hufflepuff College-of course they all know each other.

It can be said that in fact, many people are secretly grateful to the captain!Because when he took office, the "slashing madman" McLean finally stopped playing-everyone was speculating whether he had any grudges with Maca!

"Hi, hello," Cedric said, turning his head to look at everyone.

Everyone answered "Hi," and even Fred and George, two members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, greeted them naturally.

Although Cedric is also a strong seeker, his performance is nothing compared to Maca.

"Come here very far, Arthur?" Cedric's father asked.

"Fortunately," said Mr. Weasley, "we live on the other side of the village. How about you?"

"I woke up at two o'clock, didn’t it, Sed? To tell you, I would really like him to pass the Apparition Test sooner. But... nothing to complain... The Quidditch World Cup, you can’t miss it, even if you have to. A bag of Galleons—in fact, it did cost so much to buy a ticket. But I managed to deal with it, not too difficult..." Amos Diggory looked at the surrounding Wei kindly The three Sly brothers, Harry, Hermione and Ginny, "Arthur, these are your children?"

"Oh, no, it's the red hair." Mr. Weasley introduced one by one, "This is Hermione, Ron's friend—this is Harry and Ron's friend—"

"My God," Amos's eyes were wide open, he even interrupted Mr. Weasley to introduce Luna, "Harry? Harry Potter?"

"Um-yes," Harry said.

Harry was accustomed to people staring at him curiously when they first met him, and they were accustomed to looking at the scar on his forehead immediately, but it always made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Of course, Said talked about you." Amos Diggory said, "He told us about his game with you last year... I said to him, I said-Said, this matter It’s amazing to tell your grandchildren when you are old...you defeated Harry Potter!"

Harry didn't know how to answer, so he said nothing.Fred and George both frowned again.

"Harry fell off the broom, Dad," Cedric mumbled with a look of embarrassment on his face, "and, most of the points scored that day were due to McLean's activity..."

"Yeah, but you didn't fall off, did you?" Amos said loudly and patted his son on the back. "Our Ced is always so humble, always a gentleman...but The person who wins is always the best. I'm sure Harry would say that too, right? As for that McLean, he obviously doesn't score as many points as you!"

"If Maca is a seeker, it is estimated that the game will be over in the blink of an eye..." Hermione couldn't help but muttered, "Well, I mean... then it's not very interesting, right?"

"The time is almost up," Mr. Weasley said quickly, taking out his pocket watch and looking at it again. "Do you know who we are waiting for, Amos?"

"No, the Fawcett family didn't get the tickets," Mr. Diggory said. "There is no one else in this area, right?"

"As far as I know, there is no more." Mr. Weasley said, "Well, there's one minute left...We should be all in place..."

At 5:07, the people who put their fingers on the old boots disappeared in the blink of an eye as the space shrank for a while.