Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It has been a long time since the last time I saw Sirius. Compared to his downfall at the time, he now looks at least clean and tidy.

He was wearing a sturdy striped suit, and his hair hadn't been cut, but it could be seen that it was indeed trimmed.

However, he still looks so thin.

"Chicken!" He just threw the dilapidated "Daily Prophet" on the ground of the cave, and said hoarsely.

Harry froze for a moment, suddenly thought of something.He tore open the schoolbag and passed the bag of chicken legs and bread.

"Thank you!"

Sirius said a word, then eagerly opened the package, grabbed a chicken leg, sat down on the ground, and suddenly tore off a large piece of chicken.

The three of Harry looked at him strangely, because there was an inexplicable sense of confusion in him.

"What's wrong?" Sirius looked up at them, then looked down at his clothes, and then suddenly said, "Well...this is the Christmas present McLean gave me last time."

He chewed the chicken thighs in his mouth, and continued vaguely: "He originally prepared some Jin Jialong for me, but I didn't want it... But obviously, to maintain self-esteem, you have to pay a price-you may know Rat meat is really not easy to chew, they always run around!"

He looked up at Harry with a hearty smile, but Harry just grinned reluctantly.

"Don't follow me about this, Harry... I also know that my bad temper is not good, but I'm afraid I can't change it in this life."

It seems that when he even laughed at himself, he had not forgotten to fulfill his godfather duties.

"What are you doing lately, Sirius?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'll talk about this later, and McLean will come over today." Sirius said, and continued to lower his head to eat his chicken legs and bread.

As soon as Blake's voice fell, Harry and Hermione darkened. They looked at each other, and then subconsciously moved their gazes away.

If in normal times, they would definitely call Maca.But now, as soon as they see Maca, they feel very uncomfortable.

They did not tell Ron what happened in the maze that day.One is that they don't know how to say it, after all, they don't know many things themselves; the other is that they don't want to say, because they have been avoiding that topic as much as possible!

However, Maca did not let them struggle for long.

After a while, Buckbeak suddenly looked up at the entrance of the cave, and then cried out excitedly.

"Oh, has it all arrived?"

Everyone quickly turned around and saw Maca standing there with a relaxed face and smiling at them.

Hermione looked behind Maca subconsciously—fortunately, Miss Lovegood didn't seem to be coming with her, which at least made her feel less upset.

Hermione was very scared now, and she was worried that if she couldn't help it, she would involuntarily pull Maca up to the ground and ask him "why" loudly.

As for the "why"?She didn't know it herself.

"What are you staring at me for?" Maca wandered to the deepest part of the cave, reached out to touch Buckbeak's neck, and took out a fresh ferret from his waist.

While feeding Buckbeak snacks, he casually said: "Sirius, I said that I hired you to help me take care of Buckbeak, so can't you just accept Jin Jialong? As for your own stomach... ...I am not giving you money for nothing."

Sirius vaguely said: "No, it is supposed to help you take care of it. You saved my life! If I collect your money again, it is better to let me return this life to you first... Say ok, don’t think I can’t get enough to eat, you eagle-horse, I never let it go hungry!"

"That way, I'll show you a clear road today..." Maca turned around and said with a smile, "The ferrets used for feed are much better than mice. The farm wants to make them grow fat and fat. It’s big, so they don’t usually have too much exercise. From now on, I will reserve food for Buckbeak. How about you eat ferrets with him?"

When Black heard it, somehow he was really moved.

"How can Sirius and Buckbeak eat the same thing--" Ron said in surprise.

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione immediately interrupted, "What do you know! Ferrets are much more expensive than chicken thigh bread..."

"Just kidding," Maca waved his hand. "It's time to say business... Sirius, I discussed with Dumbledore and decided to temporarily terminate the plan."

"Why did it stop suddenly?" Sirius swallowed the chicken thigh in his mouth and asked greasyly, "Didn't the plan go smoothly?"

Maca put away his smile, shook his head slowly, and said, "The specific situation is quite different from what I expected. If we continue, there may be very big changes. The details have not yet been determined. So I won’t say anything, but at least one thing is certain—"

He paused, then said solemnly: "Voldemort is most likely not our worst enemy anymore."

Maca's words were like a piercing cold wind that quietly blew through the cave, making everyone silent.

Voldemort is no longer the worst enemy, so how terrible is the real enemy?

For a long time, Maca's calm, calm attitude and omnipotent performance have long been trusted by several people present.

If others say this, everyone would disagree, even the experienced Sirius Black would sneer at it.

But now, when this word comes out of Maca's mouth, everyone has to think about it in their hearts.

"Maca, you mean... the man who can't even mention the name... has come back?" Ron asked afterwards.

"The Dark Mark has appeared twice, what do you say!" Hermione glared at him, speechless.

Seeing everyone’s gloomy face, Maca re-exposed the relaxed expression he had before, smiling and saying, “Although it’s okay to be careful, don’t worry too much, don’t forget, and Dumbledore is here!"

Rather than think of a way, it would be easier for these people to feel at ease by moving Dumbledore out.Although right now, Dumbledore had already left all the problems to him to ponder.

"...Maybe, Dumbledore plans to train me to be his successor!" Maca thought depressed.

"Then... this time you came here to inform me of the planned termination?" Sirius ate the chicken legs again, and he continued to ask as he ate, "Or, you have other things to think about. Leave it to me?"

Maca shook his head and said: "There are indeed some things, but this time it's not that complicated. I'm going to see two people in a while, before that, you first--"

Having said this, he subconsciously looked at Harry and the three of them, then changed the conversation.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron, there are some things that I can't tell you for the time being... If you can trust me, can you avoid it first?" He said sincerely, "I don't want to use other reasons to deceive you... …Perhaps I would do it without hesitation before, but now I just want to tell the truth, I believe you can understand me."

"Uh-of course, since you said that." Harry nodded immediately, and walked out first.

Hermione hesitated, then silently pulled Ron out with a reluctant look.

"What is so mysterious that even Harry and the others can't know it?" Sirius said curiously, "But if you want me to say, you might as well lie to them! At least your level of deception is much higher than ordinary people..."

"Hi—it's nothing, it's just not suitable for them to see." Maca drew out his wand and waved it, and a stretcher carrying people appeared beside him.

"This is... Barty Crouch Jr.?" Sirius looked at the man on the stretcher, surprised. "Didn't he die in Azkaban?"

"Death is dead, but it's a recent thing." Maca waved his wand again, and the stretcher carried the body of Barty Crouch Jr. floated to the side of the cave, and cast another phantom spell to cover him. Up.

"This was originally a part of the original plan. I wanted to use his death to test Voldemort. Now that the plan is terminated, he is temporarily useless... Help me return him to his father! "Maca said with a complex expression, "Although Barty Little is dead, but after all..."

He shook his head and continued: "His father is very likely to be trapped at home by him. You can save his father by the way! You tell him that everything is not over yet, and things cannot be exposed too soon- Just say that Dumbledore said it, and he should do it."

"...Is it your hand?" Sirius couldn't help asking.

"It's almost the same even if it's not, isn't the whole plan operated by me?" Maca sighed, "Stop asking this kind of question, it's meaningless."

"You are like this, as if you have killed a lot of people..." Sirius said helplessly, "It's easy to ignore your age when you are with you... Seriously, this is your first time... Right?"

He carefully compared the motion of wiping his neck, and he could see that he was still a little worried about Maca's psychological condition.After all, no one really doesn't care about doing this kind of thing.

However, Maca just waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue this topic.

There was a little silence in the cave, and finally Maca took the initiative to break the somewhat dull atmosphere.

"Anyway, you can help me go to Crouch's house. I'm not suitable to go in person..." He hesitated, "You know."

"Huh..." Sirius said disapprovingly, "Poor Crouch... If I see, the blame can only be blamed on himself... Can you tell me how Barty died?"