Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Oh-McLean, you look taller again!"

It was Remus Lupin who was greeted here, he was still in poverty, and he didn't know where he had gone since this time.

But at least he seems to be in good spirits, and he should have lived well.

"I'm not developing now!" Maca said, pointing to Tonks next to him, "Nefadora Tonks, the Ministry of Magic is a new Auror, and the British magic world is rising. New star."

"Uh...hey, hello! Nifa...huh?" Lupin poured the name in his mouth for a while, and found that it was really inappropriate to call out, "Ah...I'm Remus Lupin. "

"Call me Tonks!"

Obviously, Tonks himself doesn't like this name too much, it always reminds people of some out-of-date vulgar titles.

"Is Sirius here?"

Maca didn't have the time to entangle Tonks's name. He looked at the back room, only to find that there was indeed a person inside, but it was obviously not Sirius.

That's a... uh... how do you put it?A man who almost blends with darkness!

Uh, all right!In fact, he is just a dark-skinned wizard...

"Shackle?"

Maca was surprised that this elite Auror had time to come here in the middle of the night.

If you don't say that a man is bald, he becomes stronger!This tall Auror with no hair on his head is a master at catching the dark wizard as he deserves, and he is also quite knowledgeable in other matters.

At this moment, he was lying on the table writing something, and when he heard someone call his name, he immediately raised his head.

"Mr. McLean?"

The two have met for the first time, but they can be considered to have known each other for a long time.Maca has seen the name of "Kingsley Shaker" in various incident files; as for Shaker, the name "Maca McLean" is simply synonymous with "big trouble" .

"From today, I finally don't have to worry about Mr. McLean and you..." Shaker's voice sounded very low and solid, giving people a sense of stability, "After all, we can be regarded as Stand in the same camp."

Maca smiled and shrugged, and said apologetically: "I've caused you trouble...but I think it's just the beginning!"

"Oh-this is not a pleasant news."

Shaker shook his head slightly, then lowered his head to continue his work.The stronghold here has just been opened recently, and the Order of the Phoenix has only officially restarted until today. There are many things that need to be planned in detail!

At this moment, Tonks grabbed Maca's shoulder and put the probe in, then retracted again.

"Why is he here?" Tonks stretched out his finger and poked Maca in the back, muttering softly.

"Isn't it nice to have a boss here to take care of you?" Maca chuckled lightly. "With such a good opportunity, I don't need to learn more. Shaker is an elite in the Ministry of Magic. Auror."

"..." Tonks curled his lips and said, "He is good at everything, but he is too bored."

Maca smiled indifferently, then looked at Lupin again.

"Hey! I said, how did you think about my proposal last time?" He asked, "It's about raising magical creatures on that island."

"I think, let's wait until the matter here is over!" Lu Ping spread his hands and said, "You are short of manpower here, aren't you?"

"Okay...Oh, yes! Remember to come here regularly to take potions, I put them in the potion cabinet over there." Maca pointed to the other side, and then turned around. " So, I should go back to Hogwarts to make up for it, and see you next time!"

"Dear Mr. McLean, are you leaving now?"

Maca had just turned around, but saw Kreacher, the house elf, appearing in front of him surrounded by a rag as usual.

"Although it is presumptuous,

"Stop complaining, Kreacher." Maca said casually as he passed by, "If you want Regulus's last wish to be fulfilled, you have to rely on them, understand?"

"...Well, by the way, next time I'm free, I'll do a cleanup with you next time... This is too dirty!"

Kreacher shrank his neck, then glared at Tonks and Lupin who were standing at the door of the inner room, then stepped aside.

"How can I trouble you, yes...cleaning...old Kreacher can do it all by himself..."

Under the extremely respectful gaze of the elf Kreacher, Maca quietly left the old house of the Black family.

"What's the matter with that house elf?" Tonks turned his head, only to see Lu Ping looking at the door numbly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Lupin?" Tonks said strangely, "what's wrong?"

"Yeah..." Lupin was yelled by her, and finally recovered, "That's Kreacher, who has served the Black family here since I was a child... You will understand later."

Kreacher didn't like to see anyone very much. Lupin, a close friend of Sirius, knew this for a long time-however, this seemed to be nothing to McLean!

When the two were about to go to the back room, the door was suddenly opened again.When they looked back, it was Maca who had gone and returned.

"That's right, I should remind you..." Maca stood at the gate and exhorted inside, "In the next period of time, Voldemort will have a lot of small movements. Just pay more attention."

After speaking, there was another "bang" and the door was closed again.

"...Has he almost forgotten the most important thing?" Tonks said straightly.

"Who knows?" Lupin sighed.

The members of Dumbledore's anti-Voldemort organization are reuniting, and Voldemort's Death Eaters are already eager to try. The turbulent undercurrent hidden under the calm lake seems to start tossing.

What is foreseeable is that when the first undercurrent breaks through the surface of the water, no matter how weak it is, the ripples will spread to the entire lake at an extremely fast speed, breaking all the tranquility floating on the surface mercilessly.

If there is no Maca to act in time, once a previous case of missing persons turns into a werewolf murder case, it will presumably form the first wave of self-hazard.

Maca’s current actions are undoubtedly delaying the intensification of contradictions and delaying the outbreak of chaos.

As long as all the undercurrents are still undercurrents, even if they are already ready to move and unstoppable, the false peace can still bring him a period of calm.

Yes!

In order to be able to approach the Monument of Bewitching in a state of closeness, in order to solve the possible danger without any doubt, he still needs time, and the more the better...

This night, Maca hurried to rush, but still only got three hours of sleep.

It is not that he loves to study and research, so he gave up the time to sleep in, but because someone came to Durmstrang's ship early the next morning to find him.

"...Professor Moody?"

When the Mad-Eye came into the cabin without saying a word, Maca was already sitting on the edge of the bed with his wand in his hand. He was rubbing his eyes vigorously, and yawned greatly by the way.

"You still have time to sleep? The victim came to the door..." The Mad-Eye man murmured angrily, "Come with me, go to the principal's office..."

"The victim?"

Maca waved his magic wand, and the clothes on the hanger were put on him one by one, and he tied his belt.Immediately afterwards, he reached out and buckled the potion bag and miscellaneous bag on the table around his waist, and then he followed the crazy eye to the deck.

"Barty Crouch." Crazy-eyed man walked forward with a cane, and said casually, "Your kid is ruthless enough. You have done this more than once, right?"

Maca walked behind him quickly, shook his head with a wry smile.

"I hope I can do it a few times less. After all, seeing a life disappear under my own hands... but not everyone can be happy." He curled his lips and said, "In this respect, I can be a complete one. It’s not easy for the Death Eaters."

"Hmph... only if you know how to fear death, you will be stronger," the crazy-eyed man said with disdain, "It's obviously impossible for those bastards to understand this."

"How many truths can you say casually?" Maca couldn't help but vomit, "From the perspective of magic theory, this is really the case..."

Only a strong spirit can nurture a strong substance, and even the learning and application of rule runes starts from the experience of the spirit.

In this world, all magic cannot escape this basic theory, but every wizard always has a different understanding of it.

During the casual conversation, the two quickly came to the door of the principal's office.

When the door was quietly opened, Maca immediately saw the current director of the International Magic Exchange and Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic-Barty Crouch, I.

Compared to the meticulously dressed Mr. Crouch that I saw at the opening scene of the Triwizard Tournament, he is now standing in the principal’s office with his back on his back. The color is beyond words.

After losing his son "again," he no longer had the composure of the past. He is old after all.

"Mr. Crouch."

Maca walked to him calmly and solemnly, leaned slightly towards him, showing the consciousness he should have.

No matter how evil Barty Crouch Jr., no matter how he devoted himself to Voldemort, he was still a father's child after all.Even if his father has always been incompetent, Maca should apologize at this time.

"It's me who personally sent your child away."

Maca told the truth without hesitation or arrogance, without the slightest hesitation.