Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Maca’s action was still very agile. When he used the Shrinking Curse to pack away those werewolves that had been petrified, he took Leni and Lena out of this room and it was almost destroyed. The basement.

He planned to take the two werewolf girls to Hogwarts, trusting Dumbledore to arrange them properly.

As for Logan, he did not go to Hogwarts Castle with Maca.As said before, he intends to start with the remaining ordinary werewolves, step by step towards the goal he hopes for.

To be honest, although Maca can show enough respect for everyone full of ambitions, he is actually not optimistic about Logan.

In order for wizards to have a sense of identity with werewolves, apart from the popularization of wolf poison potions, speaking of profit is obviously the most realistic and effective method.

However, Logan clearly does not have this ability.

Of course, there are always various methods, and in this regard, Maca will not assert that he will never succeed.

"I will support you," Maca smiled, "...Of course, I mean the spiritual level."

Logan took a deep look at the werewolf sisters, then waved his hand, and without saying anything, turned and left.

"I don't dare to expect your support, as long as you don't object, thank God." He muttered to himself in his heart as he walked.

Standing on the side of the street, looking at Logan's fading back, Maca turned his head as if suddenly remembering something.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Hungry!" Laini said rudely, "Are you going to let me take a bite?"

Lena stretched her hand, but she didn't care, but raised her head and looked at Maca.

"Hey... from now on, your recipe should be changed."

Maca pressed her face and pushed her aside, and then walked past her, walking forward, causing her a grunt of dissatisfaction.

"Where is Lena?" he asked again suddenly, "I think you are much more reliable than your sister...what do you like to eat?"

"...Shredded pork with green pepper."

"what?"

...

The next morning, in the common room of Gryffindor College.

"Hermione!"

Hermione, who had just come down the stairs leading to the girls' bedroom, was suddenly stopped by Ron, but she didn't even want to stop, so she walked forward quickly.

It was as if she hadn't noticed that there was another person next to her.

But Ron stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm.

"What the hell are you going to do!" Hermione shook his hand abruptly, without turning her head back, "Let Lavender steal my things first, and now want to apologize? Do you think I will forgive you? ?"

"It's not... Hermione..." Ron's voice came from behind her, sounding a little dry, "I have something to tell you... I... I like you!"

"Sorry, but I don't like you."

Hermione's answer was decisive and swift, as if she was trying to get as far as possible.

"I know..." Ron just fell silent for a while, then went on, "I asked Lavender to steal the dress. How did you know?"

"Is it still meaningful to ask?"

Hermione left a cold voice and planned to leave again.But just halfway up her legs, Ron grabbed her arm again.

"you……"

"Hermione! Listen to me!" Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and continued asking stubbornly. "Did you hear the conversation between me and Maca?"

"What about it? Can't it?" Hermione asked, standing still, with her back to Ron.

"Since this is the case, it's easy to say..." Ron gritted his teeth. "Hermione, I know you never liked me... I came today just to give myself an explanation."

"I know that Maca is right-I can now face my weaknesses.

"But... after I went back, I thought for a long time... and then I understood. I am not Maca, and I have no ability to become him or replace him!"

"The only thing I can do is to be like today-confess my heart to you, and then wait for your refusal to give me personally."

At this point, Ron closed his eyes and shook his head in pain.

"For me,'giving up' is my greatest courage."

This sentence seemed to have consumed most of Ron's strength, and the whole person was full of a sense of relief.

But at the next moment, he suddenly raised his drooping head and looked at Hermione's back.

"But, Hermione, you are different." He firmly said, "You are much smarter than me... No, you are smarter than most of your classmates! I think only you can keep up with Maca's footsteps... You I should go and talk to Maca clearly!"

"...'Giving up' is my courage only, it is definitely not for you!"

Ron’s words were so loud that many students in the lounge looked over here.

Hermione turned around, but her eyes fell away.

She shook her arm lightly, and said blankly: "Let go... you hurt me."

"Uh... sorry..."

Ron let go of his hand subconsciously, only to see Hermione glance at him suddenly.

"You don't need to say, I won't give up." Hermione looked at him and said, "But, I won't go to Maca either-at least not now! Maca has very important plans, I definitely don't I will interfere with him!"

After all, Hermione turned decisively and walked outside the lounge.

But after a few steps, she stopped again, and leaned on her side and said softly "thank you" to Ron.

Smart as Hermione, already understood why Ron had to steal her dress.And her "thank you" was not so much a gratitude to Ron for taking care of her, it was more of a final "redemption" she gave Ron.

Ron looked at her leaving back, rubbed his face with a wry smile, then let out a long breath.

"Okay! Everything is finally over!"

"What's over?"

Harry just came out of the dormitory just now, he didn't know that he had missed a lot of great shows recently.

"my love!"

Ron looked at Harry, finished speaking with a serious face, and then let out a laugh.

He feels that now he is much more relaxed-no longer have to think about those boring thoughts, he can enjoy the fun in life again.

Although life is not always satisfactory, he still feels inferior due to certain facts.But he thinks that this is his true self, not someone else...

As Ron said, the recent mess is almost over-at least for the three of Harry, it is true.

And soon, the summer semester began inadvertently.

As usual, the beginning of the summer semester means that Harry and the others will step up their training and prepare for the last Quidditch game of the season.

But this year, the final event of the Triwizard Tournament completely took the place of this school event-even though the Warriors still don't know anything about the content of the third event.

Finally, in the last week of May, Professor McGonagall kept Harry and Hermione after the transformation class.

"Potter, Granger...you go to the Quidditch stadium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them. "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors what the third project is there."

Yes, under the auspices of Dumbledore, the Triwizard Tournament continued as usual, and there was no change due to the appearance of the Dark Mark.

So, at 8:30 that night, Harry and Hermione separated from Ron in the Gryffindor Tower and went downstairs.As he walked through the hall, Maca was coming up the stairs in the basement.

"Maca?" Harry said strangely, "Where did you come from?"

"Professor Snape's office..." Maca replied casually, "Well, to be precise, it is Professor Snape's private potion preparation room."

He seemed to be still thinking about something, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Hermione, who was on the side, just watched him secretly a few times without saying a word.

"What do you think it will be?" Harry asked Maca when the three of them walked down the stone steps together and melted into the clouded night. "I heard that Miss Delacour seems to have been nagging Walking through the underground tunnel, she thinks we are looking for treasure."

"That's not bad." Maca said perfunctorily. "You can borrow a basket from Hagrid to sniff, and just leave things to them to do..."

They walked down the dark lawn towards the Quidditch pitch, and then entered the pitch through a passage between the stands.

"What did they do there?" Harry stopped abruptly and said in surprise.

The Quidditch Stadium has completely changed!

Although the surrounding lawn is still flat and smooth, there is an incredibly big hole in the center of the court!

"Is it really an underground tunnel?" Harry said, walking carefully to the edge of the huge pothole and looking down.

But he just glanced at it, then took a few steps back.

"Gosh! This... is this too deep?" he said loudly.

"Hello!" a cheerful voice shouted.

Ludo Bagman appeared behind them, followed by Fleur.

Harry and the others turned around and walked towards them.When Maca walked nearby, Furong smiled brightly at him, but Maca continued to think about something unconsciously.

"What do you think?" Bagman asked happily when everyone came close. "It's progressing well, isn't it? In another month, the following will be completely finished, don't worry!"

He saw an unpleasant expression on Harry’s face and said with a smile: “As soon as the competition is over, your Quidditch stadium will return to its original state! Okay, you can guess what test you are about to face. Right?"

"Treasure hunting in the hole?" Furong seemed to be very happy. She thought she was right.

"No, it's not..." Bagman smiled, "Of course, before we announce the correct answer, the first thing we have to announce... is the score of the second item!"