Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...Don't worry, you have done everything that should be done, and just wait. Dao.

"But... no one knows what he would do!" Fudge said in the smallest voice he could reach, "I tell you, this is too dangerous!"

"Didn’t I say? The next thing you need to do is wait, there is nothing you need to do." Maca drank another sip of butter beer before adding, "As long as you don’t show up, he will never Know what you did, don’t you?"

Fudge struggled inwardly, and sighed after a while.

"Okay, so be it!" He spread his hands helplessly, "I should go back. There are still a lot of things to deal with in the ministry. I can't spend my time drinking."

Maca shrugged and said, "Isn't this the life you chose?"

Fudge smiled bitterly, and after leaving a few silver on the table, he turned and left in a hurry.

Seeing Fudge leaving, Maca then walked over to the table of students by the door with his butter beer.

"Luna, where else do I want to go after I'm finished?"

This table of students are all Ravenclaw College students. When he was talking to Luna, a beautiful black-haired girl sitting next to Luna smiled at him.

"What were you talking about with Fudge just now? Mysteriously..."

This graceful and generous oriental girl is named "Qiu Zhang".

To be honest, as a girl, she is still very popular in Hogwarts.

And the reason why she is popular may be a factor in her appearance, but it is more because of her unique tenderness that comes from Eastern blood.

Of course, she has to mention another Ravenclaw Quidditch Seeker.

Who wouldn't like such a beautiful girl who studies well and is good at sports?

Ok!At this moment, there is one in front of her.

"It's just talking about Azkaban." Maca said casually, "You know, I just came out of it. I can give the Ministry of Magic some advice. That will at least make it less easy to escape from prisoners. ."

"Oh" Qiu Zhang pursed his mouth and whispered, "Okay."

She actually has a lot of questions to ask Maca, after all, Maca's experience can be regarded as very, very special.However, not everyone has the courage to mention Azkaban.

In fact, Maca talked about this on purpose, all he wanted was to stop Qiu Zhang from asking.He had to hurry up and accompany Luna to stroll around, let him take this opportunity to take a break, and then go back and continue to do the things he can never finish.

Maca and Luna left the door together, and in the other corner, Hermione was standing puffing at an empty table with two glasses of Butterbeer, watching them both walk out from a distance. door.

"Hey, Hermione Butterbeer"

Aside, Harry, who was still tucked away in the invisibility cloak, urged in a low voice, Hermione stuffed a glass in her hand under the invisibility cloak with full of irritation, and the dangling butter beer splashed directly on Harry's face.

"Oh"

"Shut up!" Hermione interrupted Harry's whisper in an extremely bored tone.

She was thinking about it alone while sipping her cup of butter beer. The sweet taste stimulated her taste buds, but it didn't make her mood better.

Poor Harry was ignored again, he didn't understand how well Hermione was getting angry again.

After a while, a huge, disheveled head suddenly appeared in the crowd, which distracted Hermione's attention slightly.

"Hagrid?" she said strangely.

Harry wondered, what's weird about meeting Hagrid in the three broomsticks?When he stood up cautiously,I realized that Hagrid was lowering his body and talking to Professor Moody!

In front of Hagrid was his usual beer mug, and Moody drank from the curved bottle he carried with him.

The beautiful proprietress, Mrs. Rosmerta, seemed to be very dissatisfied with this. While cleaning the glasses on the table next to her, she squinted at Moody.

She probably thought it was an insult to her warm mead, but Harry knew it was not.

In their last Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Moody told everyone that he would rather prepare food and drinks by himself whenever he wants, because it is so easy for a dark wizard to poison an unattended cup.

It's just that Harry didn't quite agree with this neurotic habit, it would make him look very weird, just like Moody in front of him.

As Harry looked at them, Hagrid and Moody stood up and were leaving.Harry waved his hand, then remembered that Hagrid would never see him.

But Moody stopped and stared at the corner where Harry was with magic eyes.He patted Hagrid on the back, muttered something to him in a low voice, and then both turned around and walked towards Harry and Hermione's table.

"How are you doing, Hermione?" Hagrid asked loudly.

"All right..." Hermione flatly said.

Moody limped around the table and leaned down.Harry thought he was looking at the notebook that Hermione had just brought out, but he didn't expect him to whisper: "The Invisibility Cloak is great, Potter."

Harry was stunned.

"Does your eyes mean, can you?"

"Yes, it can see through the invisibility cloak," Moody said quietly, "sometimes it works!"

His words sounded unimportant, but it was a pity that Harry couldn't hear it.

Hagrid also lowered his head and smiled at Harry. He must not see Harry, but apparently Moody told Hagrid that he was here.

Hagrid leaned down and pretended to be looking at the notebook, while saying in a very low voice that only Harry could hear: "Harry, come to my cabin at midnight to find me at midnight... dress Invisibility cloak."

After that, Hagrid straightened up and said loudly, "It's nice to meet you, Hermione."

He blinked, and then walked away with Moody.

"Why did Hagrid tell me to find him in the middle of the night?" Harry said in surprise.

"Really?" Hermione said, also surprised. "I don't know what he wants to do... I don't know if you should go, Harry."

She looked around anxiously, and said in a low voice: "If you don't do it well, you might miss the time to meet Sirius."

At 11:30 in the night, Harry, who had pretended to go to bed early, put on the invisibility cloak and hurried to Hagrid's cabin.

The field was completely dark.Harry walked along the lawn towards the light from Hagrid's cottage.When passing by the huge carriage in Busbarton, he saw that it was also brightly lit, and he could even hear Mrs. Maxim talking in the carriage.

"Are you here, Harry?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Hagrid opened the door and looked around, whispering.

"Yeah," Harry said, flashing into the cabin and taking off the invisibility cloak from his head. "Is there to call me... Oh, Maca?"

He was surprised to see that in Hagrid's cabin, Maca was standing by the table, and on the table in front of him, there were a lot of messy potion bottles.

"Maca, are you here too? What are you doing?" Harry couldn't help but asked.

"Me?" Maca pointed behind Harry, "I am Hagrid's personal image consultant today."

"What consultant?"

Harry was stunned for a moment. When he turned around, he could see what Hagrid looked like now through the light in the room...

"Oh God...no, Merlin is on!" He was shocked by Hagrid at this moment, "I mean... Hagrid... is that you?"

God knows what Maca did to him!

Hagrid's untidy, hard-wired hair was now softly draped over his shoulders. Although it was still slightly curled, it looked like this on purpose.

And on Hagrid, it wasn't his only furry brown suit anymore.Maca didn't know where to get a set of black wizard robes embroidered with gold rims. Wearing it, Hagrid seemed to be thinner than usual.

Obviously, that makes him at least not so big and rough anymore.

"This... well, great!" Harry rubbed his eyes. "I almost didn't recognize it. I mean it's true."

"Apply this around the neck and under the armpits," Maca put down the bottle in his hand, picked up another bottle from the table, and said to Hagrid. Did you hear it clearly? Just one drop!"

Hagrid took the potion bottle and carefully unplugged it.Suddenly, a peculiar and intoxicating fragrance soon permeated the whole house.

Hagrid and Harry were fascinated by the scent, only Maca held their breath in advance, and then they did not have the trick to the byproduct of their potions.

He clapped his hands vigorously, awakening Hagrid and Harry, and then signaled: "Look, it will be bad if you use it too much... but it will help you understand what it does."

"Is this an ecstasy?" Hagrid asked subconsciously.

But Maca shook his head.

"No, it just smells very good, it's an olfactory enjoyment at best," Maca squeezed his nose and gasped, and then urged, "Okay, apply it quickly...remember, There is only one drop per place, and a total of up to five drops."

After Hagrid was done, Maca put the bottle on the table back into the potion bag on his waist.

"Are you ready? Let's go!" He said as he cleaned up.

"Oh right! Hagrid, what are you going to show me?" Harry finally remembered his purpose again.)!!