Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The things that should be explained have been explained, then the next step is the warm godfather and son.Maca was sitting next to Buckbeak, watching Sirius and Harry quietly, but she couldn't help feeling a little bit in her heart.

Until 3:30 in the afternoon, Harry and others left the cave under the urging of Sirius.

"Uh... Maca, won't you go?" Harry looked at Maca who was still sitting still.

"I'll have something to do in a while, you go back first!" Maca waved his hand.

Of course he has something.To put it bluntly, this time he came to find Sirius just by the way, and what happened later in the evening was his real purpose for running out today.

"What's going on in a while? Do you need my help?" Sirius asked casually.

"No, it's just going to meet two people." Maca smiled casually, "After all, the plan is terminated, and some things need to be finished."

It's an understatement to hear Maca say, but Sirius knows in his heart-where is there any lightness related to that plan?

"Two people?" Sirius asked next, "Who are they?"

"It's all the people from'over there, Lucius Malfoy, and old Avery." Maca, "They are all the guys who control Voldemort's right and wrong. I asked them to help me follow Voldemort's movements. ."

"Are they two?" Sirius looked at Maca in surprise, "Can they listen to you?"

"As long as there are enough benefits, coupled with the deterrence of strength, smart people know what to do..." Maca laughed, "Voldemort himself is a hybrid. He can let so many pure-blood families do things for him. It relies on the promotion of pure blood faith and pure and powerful dark power, isn't it?"

"Yes... the argument of pure blood supremacy can bring more benefits to the old wizard families, including the Black family..." Sirius said boredly, "You also use this set to convince them?"

"Hey...Use this tangible benefit to gain the support of those pure-blood families. It's no wonder that Voldemort's Death Eaters are rarely absolutely loyal," Maca chuckled, "Voldemort is indeed very ambitious. , I also understand the benefits of enthusiasm. But to talk about his methods... The original Greenward was obviously much smarter than him."

"Greenward?" Sirius thought for a while, "I remember, what he preached was..."

"It's against a series of regulations to protect Muggles," Maca continued. "He took advantage of the inadequate provisions of the Ministry of Magic that were issued at that time, and he really won the hearts of many elites in the magical world. And he Those behaviors were to strike a psychological balance for all wizards-the protection provisions against Muggles during that time were indeed a bit too much."

"What about you?" Sirius said curiously. "What did you rely on to convince Lucius and Avery to fall to your side?"

"It's not to fall to my side," Maca shook his head, "I don't need them to fall to me either-I don't have to dominate the magic world, I just gave them a choice..."

"What choice?"

"I asked them a question at the time: I hope that the number of wizards in the magical world will decrease, and eventually their family industry will lose money and become a nominal ordinary family; or I hope that there will be more and more so-called hybrids and mudbloods. So that their sacred Twenty-Eight Clan will once again be glorious and prosperous——"

Speaking of this, Maca smiled and said: "You know, the magic world is no longer compared to the ancient times... Ever since the wizards and Muggles were completely separated, the power of those pure-blood families has been shrinking. In fact, they all Understand that when the so-called'higher class' has no support from the bottom, it is only a matter of time before it collapses."

"...So, the reason why they stand on Voldemort's side is only to use Voldemort's power to remind the magic world, just because Voldemort is too powerful.

"Hmph, even if I don't intervene, do you think they really can't do it?" Maca shrugged and said indifferently, "My appearance only gave them a chance to get out of Voldemort's side! Once Voldemort fails! Now, they must slip faster than anyone else—just like they did more than ten years ago."

"However, it is not an easy task for those families to return to their former glory...No one knows what the magical world will be like in the future."

Having said that, Maca cast his gaze to the sky outside the cave, looking at the clouds in the blue sky, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Yes!What will the magical world be like in the future?

In the past, he also felt annoyed that the future deviated from expectations.But now, he really hopes that every next step is unknown.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Maca dressed up in disguise in advance and came to the pig's head bar in Hogsmeade Village.

Maca has been here many times, but this small bar with a history of hundreds of years is still so cramped and dirty.

There are thick dirt accumulating on the several windows here, and light can hardly penetrate, and some candles are lit on the rough wooden table.

Everything here is dirty, from the floor to the roof, and even the butterbeer bottles are covered with a thick layer of ash.Even the cloth used to wipe wine glasses in the boss's hand is the same.

"Butter beer." Maca sat down at the bar with a hoarse voice.

To be honest, the guests who are willing to come to the pig's head bar generally have some personal matters that cannot be seen, so few people go to the bar to sit.Just like now, Maca is sitting there alone, looking a little abrupt.

"Ok?"

The owner of the pig's head bar is tall, with white hair and white beard all over his back and chest.Although he is only sloppy, but because of his sturdy physique and sharp eyes, others think that he is just rough and unruly.

In Maca's words, he looks more like a Viking berserker who can hack people with a two-handed axe, rather than a wizard who fools people by magic.

The boss glanced at Maca sideways, then took a bottle of Butterbeer from the shelf behind and placed it in front of Maca with a wine glass.

"Clean up." Maca took out the wand and clicked on the glass, then opened the butter beer and poured it in.

The wine bottles here are dirty, but the taste is pure.After taking a few sips of Maca, a scent of butter spread in his mouth and nose, making people feel intoxicated.

He likes the low-sugar butter beer that is unique to Pig's Head Bar. It is not as sweet and greasy as the three broomsticks, allowing people to drink several consecutive glasses.

"Such a delicious drink, you only need two silver scotch a bottle," Maca sighed, wiping the foam from his mouth, "It's a bit too cheap."

"Then count you three ciccos a bottle." The boss said without raising his eyes.

"You are sitting on the floor and raising the price, boss?" Maca raised an eyebrow, "I will give four Sicos, can you give me a message?"

The boss glanced at him again, and then replied: "A Kanon."

Before he finished his voice, Maca flicked it casually, and a Jin Jialong drew an arc in the air and landed exactly in the wine glass that was being wiped in his hand, with a clear and sweet sound.

"Deal." Maca said decisively.

The boss picked up Jin Jialong in the cup and threw it into the small drawer under the counter.

"Ask! Only one is allowed, I will tell you if I know, and forget it if I don't know."

Obviously, even if he didn't get the answer, that Jin Jialong would definitely not come back.

"Of course, you must know this question... I just want to ask..." Maca smiled, "Where are the goats, why do you like them so much?"

The boss stared at him for a long time before snorting coldly: "Because they are delicious!"

"Return Jin Jialong to me." Maca spread his hand.

"Did Albus called you?" The boss put the wine glass in his hand on the bar, groaning.

"He did mention you to me, but this time it has nothing to do with him." Maca whispered, "I have an appointment with someone to come here today to talk about things. By the way, I will come to you and be familiar."

"Then sit somewhere else," the boss waved his hand like a fly. "Go, don't be an eyesore here."

The owner of the Hog’s Head is Dumbledore’s younger brother—the wizard who especially liked goats and even committed crimes for it, Aberforth Dumbledore.

To be honest, Maca is really curious-what exactly did he do to goats?

Not long after, two wizards wearing wide cloaks and hoods pushed open the door of the pig's head bar and appeared in Maca's sight.

At this moment, Maca was already sitting at the round table in the room. At this moment, seeing the waiting people coming, he knocked on the table.

The two sneaky wizards heard the sound immediately, and they looked at each other, then walked to the table where Maca was shrunk together, and sat down silently.

"Would you like some wine first, two?" Maca said in that hoarse voice first.

"No need, just leave." One of them almost got to the middle of the table, and he lowered his voice, "What happened that day? Why didn't you show up? The situation over there is not good now..."

"Yeah, many people are wondering how to redeem that failure, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the Lord-when that person comes back." Another wizard also followed.

Maca shook his head and asked calmly: "What? He hasn't come back yet?"

"Yes... and no one knows when he will suddenly appear in front of everyone. This kind of life is not easy!"

It can be heard that when the other party said this sentence, his tone was full of bitterness.

"You don't need to worry about that," said Maca. "You haven't done anything betrayal anyway. What is there to worry about? You know, he is currently short of manpower!"