Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Everyone, unite—"

"Unite!"

"We are not pacifists—"

"Non-pacifist!"

"Waving the stick, shaking the stick, the tip of the stick pointed at the target—"

"Wave the stick, shake the stick, point to the target!"

"Very well, do it again; note, this time we should chant the spell! Floating into the air—"

"Floating into the air!"

In the president's office of Durmstrang College, the current president Karkaroff is reviewing some documents.

Since the last time Maca pointed out a "bright road" for him, he has become much more diligent than before.Many documents that he didn't read very carefully before, but now he started to think seriously and write down the text.

Although his mind was still crooked-it was nothing more than using his position to attract people's hearts, but at least, he had begun to treat the duties of the "Drmstrang College President" with heart.

However, the person who made him make this change seems to be a little bit off guard.

At this moment, just outside the window behind Karkaroff, a huge rock that hadn't been moved from there suddenly appeared.

But Karkaroff, who was concentrating on reviewing the documents, didn't realize it.

"Okay, pay attention to cooperate with each other to maintain balance, 3——2——1——! Very good, you can let it go!"

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded from outside the window, and Karkarov was taken aback. The quill in his hand gave a "chick", marking a paper with an ink mark on the back of a document.

"Remember, this is the strength of unity!" Maca clapped his hands and said loudly, "Well, everyone, take a break."

"Is this the kind of application you are talking about?" Krum, who was standing by and watching, asked impatiently after everyone started to rest in place.

"Yes, this is actually the same as flying with a floating spell. As long as each person only controls a small part of it, it can largely avoid the magical entanglement and interference between each other."

"Doesn't that mean—"

Maca waved his hand and said casually: "Don't think too much, this is just a training that allows everyone to increase their confidence and learn teamwork. In fact, it is already very difficult to lift this boulder in cooperation. It’s not a big practical use."

Having said that, Maca clapped his hands again to make everyone line up again.

"The rest time is over! The next is the quick cast practice in the duel! Everyone recalls the content I explained before, and then try them in turn! The first row prepares—"

After a while, a wave of skewed red light suddenly appeared behind Karkaroff, lasing towards the distance in a parabolic shape.

Karkaroff looked at the principal's room illuminated by red light again and again, and threw the quill on the floor with anger.

He has only one wish in his heart now, that is, he hopes Maca can finish his affairs as soon as possible, and then roll as far as he can!

That night, Maca carried a dead frog and came to the big lake behind the school.

In the few days since he came to Durmstrang, he would often come out at night and sit here for a while.Today, it is still the case.

He first put the dead frog in his hand on a damp rock by the lake, and then took out a small tin box from his sleeve.He opened the lid of the box and placed it next to the dead frog.

Suddenly, a dozen quick little guys quickly crawled out of the box, rushed to the dead frog and started to eat.

These are the egg sacs given to Maca by the eight-eyed giant spider Aragog, and they have hatched when they were in Azkaban some time ago.

These young spiders are still quite small right now, but they are obviously two or three times larger than when they were just hatched.Seeing this amazing growth rate, I'm afraid it won't be long before they can be carried by the shrinking spell.

Probably because they have been together since they were born, they are very close to Maca.When they ate the dead frog so much that there was no scum left, they crawled into Maca's hands together.

"Now that the characteristics have not been revealed, when I grow up, it is time to test the results of practice..." He was talking to himself, but in the next second he seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned his head to the right. Looking through the woods.

"Come out!"

While speaking, Maca reached out to the tin box, and the young spiders immediately crawled in by themselves.

"Hello, Mr. McLean."

As the voice sounded, a mysterious man wrapped in a cloak walked out of the woods.It can be seen that no matter it is in the hood or in the sleeves, some black air faintly leaks out.

"It's you?" Maca immediately recalled the guy who attacked Dumbledore with him.

The other party ignored Maca, but continued stiffly, "Master wants to see you, please come with me."

"Master? The Dark Lord?" Maca said calmly, "As far as I know, your master and I have some grudges! Do you think I will go?"

"This is an order. If you don't follow me, then I can only take you away."

He spoke dryly, without any sleekness in his words, as if he were a robot.

"How are you going to take me away?" Maca raised his brows, his right hand shook, and his wand slid accurately into his hand.

The man reacted very quickly, saw his right foot suddenly slam on the ground, and immediately rushed towards Maca at an unexpected speed.

But Maca's movements were also very fast, a burst of blue-green sparks flashed, and it slowed down at a speed that the naked eye could discern...No, it was only the cloak that slowed down!

At that moment, a thick black air broke through the cloak, and went straight to Maca without any loss.

Just hearing a loud bang, the rock under Maca's feet was shattered by the opponent.

"An enhanced version of Peter Pettigrew?"

Maca controlled the gravel under his feet and hung steadily in the air, thoughtfully and authentic.

But the other party obviously wouldn't let him stop there to think about it. After smashing the rock, he suddenly turned, dragging a long black tail, and flying directly towards the Maca in the air without any support.

Maca calmly controlled the gravel to move a few feet across, accurately avoiding the black air mass coming from the collision, and stared at it without blinking.

"What the hell are those black qi?" He couldn't help thinking, but there was still no gain.

After the opponent didn't bump into Maca several times back and forth, he seemed to change his strategy, and fell back to the ground and changed back into a human form.It seems that it is impossible to fly in the air without that kind of black air mass.

Seeing that man was surrounded by black energy, he was almost exactly like Peter Pettigrew.But obviously, this one is more difficult than Peter, because he can think a little bit instead of just relying on brute force to fight.

The next moment, the other party raised his right hand, and the black air entwined around his arm seemed to be alive, scattered and turned into more small black air masses, continuously lasing towards Maca.

Maca immediately fell vertically, leading all the black air to the ground.But when those little black air masses smashed onto the rocks on the ground one by one, they all seemed to be non-magical, except that they smashed fist-sized cracked pits on the surface of the rock.

This makes Maca unable to collect any useful information.

"Since this black gas can greatly assist the flames of the fiery bottle, it is undoubtedly a very high content of magic power; but what it can cause is only a physical effect?"

Regarding the nature and principle of this black air, Maca felt a little helpless.

Just when the two were fighting fiercely, another voice suddenly appeared in Lin Zhong.

"McLean, stop!"

When Maca heard the words, he immediately retreated for a long distance, and saw that the other party stopped too, and then looked back into the forest.

"Professor Snape?"

The visitor shook his greasy hair, his sallow face was not very clear in the moonlight, but his hollow and indifferent eyes were memorable.

Snape looked back and forth at the two men who were temporarily truce with a gloomy expression, and said impatiently, "McLean, if the master wants to see you, then you can just follow along. Why do you want to fight him?"

Maca curled his lips and put away the wand.

"Okay, I'm just a little boring, I just want to test the strength of this guy-since Professor Snape is here, too, can't you come out earlier?"

Snape snorted and walked quickly to Maca's side. Without a word, he Apparated and disappeared in place.

...

In Riddle's Mansion, it was still quite dilapidated.

There are cobwebs, patchouli and other things that will be found in all old houses everywhere, which makes it look very bad.

But in the study of Riddle's Mansion, there was a completely new look.

The place was cleaned up, and even expanded the space with the non-marking stretch curse, and put all kinds of gorgeous furniture.Near the door, many Death Eaters were sitting on their own sofas, and they would occasionally talk to each other, but most of the time they were silent.

And the reason why they are silent is naturally the handsome and sunny young wizard sitting in the deepest part of this room.

By his side, only one person remained there, and that was his most loyal follower-Bellatrix Lestrange.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, McLean is here."

At this moment, the Death Eaters who were sitting on the sofa straightened up and looked at the still closed door without exception.

The young wizard sitting at the end of the room also raised his head, a strange smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, but his deep gaze made people hard to guess.

"Come in quickly! Severus...and, my old friend, Maca McLean."