Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Today is October 31st. With the elites of the three schools gathered, the Halloween party in the evening will be very lively.

What's more, after the banquet is over, it's the turn of the triwizard warriors announcement ceremony.

Of course, the time is still a bit earlier no matter what.

While everyone was thinking about the grand occasion tonight, Maca wandered alone in the dim forbidden forest with a wand in hand.

Today's weather is a bit gloomy. The wind is blowing over the forbidden forest and the leaves are rustling.

Maca walked fast and slow in the forest, seeming to be looking for something.He occasionally stopped and listened carefully to the movement in the distance, trying to discern what was making the noise.

Gradually, he went deeper and deeper, and finally stopped by a pool of water.

"It should be almost here," he looked around for a while, then nodded slightly, "Little guys, come out!"

He took out the tin box from his arms and released all the small eight-eyed giant spiders inside.Somehow, those spiders seemed a bit smaller than last time.

"It gets bigger quickly."

Maca clicked one by one at the little spiders crawling around on the ground, but saw that they swelled up quickly, almost the size of a basin in the blink of an eye.

No way, these little guys grew up too fast, and Maca had to use Shrinking Charms on them all.

"All are ready. I will teach you how to hunt today."

As Maca was talking, he took out another pair of glasses from his arms and put them on himself-no way, now he was a little uncomfortable seeing these little guys.

Obviously, the blood in their bodies is slowly waking up.

In the Forbidden Forest, there are many strange and strange creatures, but there are also many ordinary creatures in the forest.Maca took this group of nearly twenty washbasin-sized young spiders, centered on the pool, and lightly stepped to find prey.

How about eight-eyed giant spiders are born jungle killers!Soon Maca realized that he didn't need to teach much, and it didn't take long for them to know how to sneak attack those small animals.

In the end, they even besieged and killed a robust male deer relying on quantitative advantages.

When they feasted on them, Maca discovered that he had come to a place deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly, a bush in the distance trembled, and it seemed that another creature was approaching.

The little guys who were eating immediately left the mutilated deer and quickly moved towards the bush.

At this moment, a horseman emerged from behind the bush.

He was obviously taken aback by the larvae of these eight-eyed giant spiders, the bow and arrow in his hand were immediately raised, and the bowstring had been pulled to the fullest.

"Little guys, all come back!" Maca shouted.

After hearing this, the young spiders slowed down significantly.They watched the horseman in place for a while, and then returned to Maca carefully.

"Sorry, they are raised by me-can you put the bow and arrow away first?" Maca looked at the horseman, as if thinking of something, "Oh, I seem to remember you... Are you... Ronan? Firenze?"

The horseman hesitated, he looked at the young spiders that were crawling back and forth for a while, and then at Maca, and finally put the stringed arrow back into the quiver.

"Yes, I'm Ronan." He nodded, "Who are you?"

"Don't remember? This is Maca McLean," Maca said. "One night a few years ago, we saw in the woods-during the period when unicorns were killed continuously. "

Ronan the horse nodded immediately and said, "Ah, yes, I remembered-the Mars was very bright that night."

At this time, a horseman ran out from the side, causing another commotion among the little guys around Maca.

"Don't worry, I know them all, they are not enemies."

Fortunately, these eight-eyed giant spiders with enhanced bloodlines seem to be more intelligent.

"Quickly shrink."

Maca stretched out his magic wand and changed the little guys back to the size of rice grains, returning them to the tin box again.

"I brought these little guys out to learn about hunting today," he said. "The time is almost up. It looks like it will rain in a while. I should go back to the castle."

However, the horseman who appeared later stopped him.

"Wait a minute." The horseman asked, "Are you alone?"

"I think, yes." Macka paused and turned back.

"Davros wants to see you," he raised his head and looked at the sky covered by the tree canopy, meaningfully speaking, "Fate guides my clan, and also guides you... the end of sin entangled in blood. Will disappear in the world..."

"Davros?" Maca was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Oh, is the patriarch of your tribe?"

There are large and small horse tribes, and there is more than one in this forbidden forest.Small tribes can have at most a dozen horsemen, but large tribes sometimes exceed a hundred.

But regardless of the size of the tribe, each tribe will have a patriarch, and the current patriarch will not change candidates if he does not die.

The patriarch of the horse tribe is usually honored as "Davros" by other horse people.

"Humans, come with me." The horseman stretched out his hand towards Maca.

Maca thought for a while, then quickly followed.

Horse people have always been mysterious, and they don’t have a good impression of wizards. This kind of opportunity to visit the horse people tribe is very rare.

Moreover, Maca was a little concerned about the horseman's words.

"The sin entangled in blood?" Maca thought, "Is it talking about me? Or about themselves?"

He only knew that in some of his own conditions, if someone said that his bloodline had a problem, he would definitely believe it.In fact, he has been thinking about this for a long time. For example, why does his magic flame reaction when using Floo powder be so intense?

Following the horsemen, they walked swiftly all the way. After walking through the woods for a while, a tribe of horsemen, not too small, appeared in front of Maca.

Around a huge bonfire surrounded by rocks, a large number of simple wooden huts were built against the stone wall.On the outer edge of the tribe near Maca, there is also a simple barrier made of sharpened wood, which can effectively prevent the impact of other creatures.

And in the innermost part of the tribe, behind one of the largest huts, a huge and deep cave on the stone wall can be vaguely seen.

At this moment, many horsemen in the tribe were looking here by the bonfire. When they saw Maca, there was a faint expectation on the human-like faces.

"Davros is inside, please come with me!" The horseman stretched out his hand again to invite, and then took the lead to walk to the largest shack inside.

Ronan, who came back with them, just nodded at Maca, and went back to the forest again.

"Did the horse patriarch get any predictions through astrology? What are they looking for me for?" Seeing that there was no malice, Maca couldn't help but wonder...

...

When Maca was invited to the horse tribe, the three of Harry were chatting in Hagrid's hut.

Today, Hagrid, with some careful thoughts in his heart, put on his best and also very ugly clothes-that furry brown suit.

Not only that, he also specially matched a yellow and orange checkered tie.

However, this is not the worst: he has obviously tried to straighten his hair and use a lot of things like engine oil.Now his hair is shining in two bundles-maybe he had planned to tie a ponytail, but he probably found that his hair was too much.

To be honest, this outfit really...hmm...it didn't match Hagrid a bit.

Hermione stared at him blankly for a moment, and then apparently decided not to comment. She said, "Well-where are the snails?"

"In the pumpkin patch outside," Hagrid said happily, "They are so big, now each one must be three feet long! There is only one problem, they are starting to kill each other."

"Oh, it's really bad, isn't it?" Hermione said, glaring at Ron to stop him from speaking.

Ron had been staring at Hagrid's weird haircut, and just wanted to open his mouth to make a comment.

"Yeah," Hagrid said sadly, "but it doesn't matter, now I have separated them and put them in the box. There are only about twenty."

"Ah, fortunately," Ron said. "So, what about those Flobber caterpillars last semester?"

"Oh-they are very good, but they are a little too fat, and they don't like to move much now." Hagrid said happily, "I have to turn them over every day...you know, they also need to be from time to time. Move your muscles and bones so you can stay healthy."

Hagrid's cabin had only one room, and a huge bed was placed in a corner, covered with a quilt made of rags.The same huge wooden table and wooden chairs stood in front of the fire, and a large pile of cured ham and dead birds hung on the ceiling above the fire.

At this moment, Hagrid began to make tea, and Harry and the others sat down at the table.

Soon there was a discussion about the Triwizard Tournament, and it could be seen that Hagrid seemed more excited about this event than they were.

"Wait," he said happily. "Wait and see, you will see things you have never seen before! The first item is...ah, I shouldn't have said."

"Go on, Hagrid!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione urged, but Hagrid shook his head and grinned.

"I don't want to spoil your interest," Hagrid said, "but I can guarantee that it will be very exciting! Let me tell you, those warriors have something to do... I didn't expect to see it in my life. The Triwizard Tournament has resumed!"

"I can only tell you that this Triwizard Tournament is definitely more charming than ever!"

After all, Hagrid couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

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