Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome-the Bulgarian National Quidditch team! I will introduce to you-Dimi Troff!"

A figure in red clothes riding on a flying broomstick flew into the arena from an entrance below. He flew so fast that he couldn't see clearly.He won the enthusiastic applause of the Bulgarian team supporters.

"Ivanova!"

The second figure in a bright red robe flew out whizzingly.

"Zograf! Levsky! Volkanov! Volkov! Next comes-Krum!"

"It's him, it's him!" Ron shouted, following Krum with his panoramic telescope.Harry quickly pointed his telescope at him.

Viktor Krum was black and thin, with grayish-yellow skin, a large hawk nose, two thick black eyebrows, and he looked like a huge eagle.It's hard to believe that he is only eighteen years old.

"Now, please welcome-the Irish National Quidditch!" Bagman yelled loudly with a long tone. "It's Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mallett! Moran! Quigley! ! And-Lin Qi!"

Seven blurry green figures flew to the arena. Harry turned a small button on the side of the panoramic telescope to slow down the players' movements. He could see that all their flying broomsticks were printed with "Firebolt". Their names are rusted with silver thread on their backs.

"And our referee today, the well-supported President of the International Quidditch Federation, Hassan Mustafa, who flew from Egypt a long distance away!"

It was a short, lean wizard who wore a pure golden robe that matched the color of the gymnasium and strode towards the arena.

The top of his head is completely bald, but that big beard is comparable to Hagrid.I saw a silver whistle sticking out from under his beard.

He has a large wooden box under one arm, and his flying broom under the other arm.

Harry turned the panoramic telescope back to normal speed.Watch Mustafa step on his flying broomstick and kick the wooden box away-four balls suddenly jump into the air: the bright red ghost fly ball, two black wandering balls, and the very Little golden snitch with wings.

Harry only glanced at it, and it flew without a trace.

Musta whistled and followed those balls into the air...

"Wait, what is that!" Harry suddenly discovered that something seemed to be flying in the distant sky, "Look, what is that?"

Although everyone focused their attention on the playing field, as the flying things got closer and closer, it was hard for them not to pay attention.

"...Why would Buckbeak...Oh, my God! It's Maca!" Hermione screamed in surprise.

"Quidditch... In fact, I also like it," he said calmly with Maca riding on Buckbeak. "It's a very relaxing exercise."

As he was talking, he suddenly shouted behind him: "Keep up! We should say hello to these friends from all over the world!"

After speaking, Maca jumped up and jumped into the air on Buckbeak's back.With a light wave of the wand in his right hand, a broom rushed under him quickly.

He shot Buckbeak on him, and the clever eagle horse immediately turned around and flew away from the scene before the people at the Ministry of Magic could react.

Maca took the lead and suddenly rushed into the World Cup on a broomstick.

The players in Bulgaria and Ireland were caught off guard, Maca drove his broomstick to fly from side to side like a butterfly, tracing several arcs in mid-air.

Among the Quidditch players who belonged to the national teams of the two countries, he unscrupulously showed his flying skills and brought all the audience's attention to himself.

The referee Musta blows the silver whistle vigorously, and the Ministry of Magic maintains order personnel are also hurriedly closing in, but Maca suddenly turned over and took off, the sudden high speed blowing his robe into hunting. ring.

When he pulled up to a very high position, the dynamic and quiet slowdown shocked the professional players.I saw him turn around again, and abruptly copied his right hand...

"... Snitch! Golden Snitch!"

In the originally silent auditorium, someone suddenly yelled such a sentence, and the audience suddenly boiled.

Although the sudden change made everyone surprised, but Macana's series of flying movements, like clouds and flowing water, made these fanatical Quidditch fans careless.

"Otherwise, wizards are always a little bit paranoid and unreasonable..." Maca murmured, and then suddenly shook his head, "Isn't I included in the calculation?"

He stretched out his wand and pointed it gently at his throat.

"The voice is loud!"

"Dear wizards and friends from all over the world, good evening everyone!" Maca's voice suddenly exploded on the arena, resounding throughout the venue, "I believe this is sudden, but the game is over!"

He raised the Golden Snitch in his hand, and then said, "Of course, today..."

Although the audience in the stands were listening curiously to what he said, the people at the Ministry of Magic were obviously not indifferent to this.

For a while, quite a few people have been riding around on spare broomsticks.

But the former Death Eaters who were brought out by him from Azkaban were naturally not vegetarians, and their crazy energy was far from comparable to the kind of Lucius who patronizes Mingzhe.

When Bellatrix's wand released a piercing green light, the audience finally commotion, but the people at the Ministry of Magic did not dare to act rashly.

With a wave of his magic wand, Maca drew a few feet away from the Ministry of Magic employee that Bellatrix was aiming at, and the Avadaso spell failed.

"What are you doing!" Bellatrix screamed furiously.

"Shut up." Maca said coldly, "stay behind and don't move around."

"You—" "Shoo!"

An invisible blade flicked in Bellatrix's ears, and her stray long hair was cut by nearly half-this control made her shut her mouth immediately.

"The quasi-head of this wand is really a bit... it almost cut her head." Maca retracted the wand and turned around and twitched the corner of her mouth secretly.

"It was just an accident. I promise that no one will lose their lives today," Maca continued, "Presumably everyone still doesn't know who I am, so I will introduce myself here first- "

"I’m Maca McLean, a Hogwarts student — well, or that’s what it used to be. But now, I officially announce that I’m leaving Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... because of that The place makes me chill!"

"When I was framed as a murderer, Hogwarts did not stand up for me; when I was sent to Azkaban by the British Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts did not stand up for me either; When I was alone, alone and shivering among the dementors, when I was puzzled and silently burdened with unwarranted charges, Hogwarts still did not stand up for me!"

The audience that was in the turmoil gradually calmed down amidst Maca’s grief.Many people are aware of the huge amount of information hidden in it.

"Yes, everyone should be very interested-how did I get framed as a murderer?" Maca forced a smile, "I believe you should remember the Sirius Black who is still at large, right?"

"But unfortunately, he is not a criminal, he is framed too!"

Sirius's situation is so special. His escape from prison once caused a lot of noise, but now, some people actually say that he is innocent and is framed?

What happened in this?

"Catch him! Catch them! They are Azkaban's fugitives! Azkaban has escaped from prison again!"

Suddenly, the Minister of Magic Fudge standing in the highest stand suddenly yelled loudly, and his voice was deformed because of tension and fear.

Maca turned his head and looked. He could see that Harry, Ron, Hermione, and some other acquaintances were looking at him inexplicably in amazement, with incredible light in their eyes.

Maca strenuously smiled at them, and then looked at Fudge coldly.But those people in the Ministry of Magic heard the minister's order and rushed towards Maca.

Maca coordinated with the Death Eaters to counterattack and suppress. Under Maca's powerful curse, the original situation of the Ministry of Magic, which was more than less, has stabilized.

But the Ministry of Magic's personnel continued to increase, and many people were coming from afar, and the current situation seemed to collapse soon.

But seeing Maca’s wand violently waved, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and a huge skull phantom suddenly appeared from the tip of his wand, and rushed straight towards the formation of the Ministry of Magic with a roar that shocked the soul. in.

Immediately afterwards, there was a dumpling-like fall--most of them had already been hit by their souls, and they lost their minds in silence.

"Minister Fudge, do you still want to use violence to cover up the truth? Could it be that you are so worried that you have lost your position as Minister of Magic in the UK?"

"You nonsense! I—"

Fudge was interrupted by Maca.

"Dear viewers, I repeat it again-today, no one will lose his life! And I just want to expose all of this! I want everyone to know, let everyone remember, and let everyone be on guard !"

"...Because no one can say, the next scapegoat, will it be you!"

At the moment when Maca's voice was not over, a number of light groups rose into the sky outside the arena, exploded in high altitude, and turned into aquamarine skulls with snake heads.

"...Finally started." Maca calmly looked at the Dark Marks, with a faint light gleaming in his eyes.