Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

At the Pig’s Head Bar last night, Maca certainly did not tell Lucius and Elder Avery about the termination of the plan.This matter can only be known to himself, and guys like Lucius and Avery as clumsy, obviously can't let them know.

He just stated implicitly that the plan will be temporarily delayed so that Voldemort can be resolved more properly.

As for when it will be, naturally I will talk about it another day.

Although not very willing, Lucius and Elder Avery could only suppress the anxiety in their hearts and nod their heads to express their understanding.

no way!Dumbledore alone was enough for them, and now Maca itself is not easy, how to stand in the team, for old fritters like Lucius and old Avery, it couldn't be more clear in my heart.

After coaxing the two of them back, Maca glanced in the direction of the "Snow Witch", and finally shook his head and turned back to Hogwarts.

He now has a rough idea of ​​what is hidden in the ghost swamps of North America.And Celine of "Snow Witch" is still worried about how to save her mother.

However, Maca has not made up his mind whether to touch the so-called "should not touch" things.

"Even if you want to go, you have to be fully prepared. At least, the research and practice of the rule rune is the highest priority right now."

After thinking about it this way, Maca dispelled the idea of ​​going to the "Snow Witch".

Early the next morning, Luna was taken out of the school hospital by Madam Pomfrey.

She could be discharged so quickly, but it was mostly Maca because the potion was used in time.And all traumas, as long as they are not extremely serious, can generally be cured quickly under the combination of magic and potions.

Fortunately, although the Gryffindor sword is indestructible and extremely sharp, even magic can be split with one sword, but its own damage effect is on the physical level.

Maybe it was originally designed this way, or maybe Harry didn't actually play its true effect.

In short, Luna was discharged from the hospital, and Maca was the happiest.

"Finally discharged from the hospital, it's worth celebrating-today happens to be Sunday, what would you like to eat? Or where to go?" Maca's face was filled with a clean smile.

Speaking of it, he hasn't really smiled for a long time.

Now, emotions and emotions finally came back, and he couldn't help discovering that his smile recently was much greater than before he lost his emotions.

Just as Maca and Luna walked out of the school hospital gate together, he suddenly felt a gust of fragrance blowing on his face.

He subconsciously took a step back, then turned around, and found a figure passing by him.If you don't avoid it, you will definitely get hit.

Maca looked back.

Good guys!In case it is not avoided, it is not as simple as being hit!

The figure oncoming just now is not someone else, it is the Bussbatten school flower, Fleur Delacour, who is so arrogant and enthusiastic when he is familiar with it.

And this big beauty is now looking at him with an embarrassed face with her arms half open!

"Miss Delacour, what are you?" Maca politely left her a step, lest she stay so embarrassed.

Furong looked at Luna next to Maca, as if she had understood something.She stood up again, returned to her usual graceful style, and said with a smile: "Oh-Mr. McLean, I just want to congratulate this..."

"She's Luna Lovegood, a student at Ravenclaw College." Maca kindly reminded.

"Well, yes... I just want to congratulate her on her health again. She accidentally admitted the wrong person just now..." Furong smiled and said, "It's really dangerous in that maze! Isn't it?"

Furong certainly didn't know how Luna was injured.But to her, the maze was dangerous everywhere, even if it was injured, it was not surprising.

And her thoughts almost represent the thoughts of most students.

"Thank you."

Luna also smiled slightly, but her gaze stayed on the trinket on Furong's earlobe.It seemed that compared to Furong's jealous appearance, she was obviously more interested in something else.

"By the way, let me introduce it formally," Fleur pointed out suddenly, "This is my sister, Gabriel Delacour. She wants to thank you too-if it wasn't for you, she might I will also suffer because of my lack of ability!"

Maca turned her head and saw a petite and lovely girl standing in the corridor outside the door.When Maca looked at her, she found that she was staring at him with a fiery look.

The little girl named Gabrié looked like she was in her early ten years old, like a miniature version of Lotus, with waist-length golden hair and silver eyes.

When her eyes blinked, her eyelashes glowed slightly, accompanied by the morning sun projected from the window, she looked like an angel shining and lovely.

Maca cautiously moved one step closer to Luna, trying to use Luna's innocent brilliance to block out Gabriel's inexplicable brilliance.

"Uh... hello?" Maca didn't even know, why did he say hello in a questioning tone.

"Hello, Mr. McLean..." A sweet smile bloomed on Gabriel's face. "Thank you that day, thank you for saving Gabriel..."

"Oh-you are welcome." Maca also smiled and nodded.

"Maybe you haven't used breakfast yet? If you don't mind, how about we go to the auditorium to have a meal together?" Lotus put the hair behind her ears and suggested.

"Oh-uh, sorry, we had already eaten it just now," Maca immediately refused politely, "If there is a chance, please call us again next time."

"That's a pity, okay..." Furong said with a pity, "Then, my sister and I should go to dinner, goodbye!"

Gabriel also followed up with each other, and then the two beautiful women, one big and one small, left together.

"Maca?" Luna called out to him suddenly.

Maca turned to look at her, and said in a puzzled manner: "What's the matter?"

"Is Africa hot?"

Although he had known Luna for almost four years, he still felt that he would often fail to keep up with the other side's thinking.But fortunately, at least Luna would not ask some questions about the stream of consciousness. Since she asked, she must be seeking answers that conform to common sense.

"Yeah! It's hot... Why do you suddenly ask this?" Maca curiously asked.

"The last time my father wrote, he was invited to Egypt... It is said that the wizard over there discovered a new pyramid." Luna blinked.

"Then... Are you planning to travel to Egypt?" Maca asked.

Luna shook her head and said calmly: "Our family has no money. If we go to Egypt, we should be hungry."

To tell you the truth, Maca intended to help Xenofilius.However, if he is willing to help, others may not accept it!

For the Lovegoods, living according to their own ideas is the most important thing.The sales of this magazine have not been high, but Xenophylius never had the idea of ​​changing the content direction.

But to be honest, the content in that magazine is too maverick, and many things are specious, making it difficult to accept.Even loyal readers who often subscribe to magazines often use it as a joke book.

"Well, I'm not going anymore. It's really hot there." Maca nodded. "It rarely rains, and the weather is very dry. It's not suitable for traveling in terms of climate."

The two chatted casually, planning to go for a walk on the lawn outside the castle-having been in the ward recently, Luna wanted to go outside to get some breath.

But in the hall, they saw Hermione walking towards the stairs with a straight face-she didn't seem to see Maca and the others.

"What's wrong with her?" Maca thought for a while, "Um... it's probably Harry and Ron that made her angry again?"

This time Maca really wronged them. There was actually another reason why Hermione showed this appearance.Moreover, only Hermione knew about it for the time being—in fact, she didn't want others to know at all.

Hermione remained gloomy until breakfast the next day.Even if Harry and Ron asked repeatedly, she wouldn't say anything.

At this moment, the owls delivering the letter flew up, and Hermione, who had been silent, seemed to be distracted by them.You can see that she is also looking up.

"What are you waiting for? Did your parents learn to send letters with owls?" Harry curiously asked.

"No, it's not," Hermione said. "I ordered a copy. Now I know everything from the Slytherins. I'm so tired of it."

"Good idea!" Harry said, looking up at the owls, "Hey, Hermione, I think you are lucky—"

A grey owl flew towards Hermione.

"But it didn't bring a newspaper." She said, looking a little disappointed. "It—"

Unexpectedly, after the gray owl settled on the plate in front of her, four barn owls, a tan owl, and a gray forest owl flew immediately.

"How many orders did you send?" Harry said, grabbing Hermione's goblet to avoid being knocked over by the swarm of owls.

They all rushed forward, trying to be the first to deliver the letter to her.

"Damn, what the hell—" Hermione said, taking the letter from the Grey Owl, and reading it, "Oh, oh!" she screamed furiously, her face flushed.

"What's the matter?" Ron said.

"This--this is ridiculous--" She stuffed the letter to Harry, and Harry saw that it was not handwritten, but it seemed to be made of cut letters:

"You are a bad girl, you are not good enough for Harry Potter, let alone Viktor Krum, go back to your Muggle home!"