Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...I thought you were a wizard who really knew the charm of dark magic... I thought you were the strongest follower closest to your master... But now I understand that you are just another hypocrisy under Dumbledore. That's just a fool!"

"I'm not afraid of your soul magic! Come on! If you can't kill me today, I will let you know in the future what the real black magic is!"

Barty Crouch Jr.'s thinking has been completely eroded by the power of darkness, and it is not only Voldemort's evil thoughts that affect him and corrupt him, but also the negative inducements brought to him by various black magic.

Looking at Barty Crouch Jr. who was in desperation and completely crazy, Maca shook his head slightly.

In fact, Maca’s words are already obvious.

He didn't want Barty's life at all, because it didn't have much value to him now, but who knew that Barty's stubborn temper came up and he was unwilling to compromise and seek survival.

"In that case, then you still..."

Before Maca finished speaking, he saw Barty suddenly violent, stabbing him with a strange dagger in his hand.

"Hahaha...Come on! Kill me! Kill me!"

Looking at that posture, it seemed that he had to counterattack before he died, forcing Maca to recite the spell without even speaking the second half of the sentence.

"……Killing Curse."

The permeating green light came on silently in the bushes of the Forbidden Forest, and then quietly went out. Little Batty stretched out his neck and lay on the ground feebly, cutting off his breath.

But Maca found that, I don't know if it was a coincidence, his left hand was resting awkwardly on his neck.

Maca seemed to ponder for a while, then tugged Barty's left hand.Immediately afterwards, a brass key tied with a black cord that was originally hung around his neck was pulled out of the collar by Maca.

Old Batty was standing by the trunk, staring at the key, panting vigorously.His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move half a step at all.

In the next moment, the surrounding dense forest and the son lying on the ground suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding area became dark and dead.In a blink of an eye, he felt his body lighter, and was quietly rising with a secret force.

Then, accompanied by a surge of suction from behind, as soon as he turned around, he felt the touch of being down to earth again.

The stone basin is still shining in the cabinet in front of him, and Maca is still standing beside him, with one hand on his shoulder, so that he can avoid the possibility of falling because of an unstable center of gravity. .

"...Mr. Crouch...Mr. Crouch?"

The old Batty, who was still immersed in the last moment, stood in front of the stone basin blankly, only to feel that Maca's call from far and near, pulling his thoughts back into reality.

"Uh...Thank you..." Old Barty turned his head and looked at Maca who was supporting him, still with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing that Crouch was standing still, Maca stretched out his wand and stirred it in the meditation basin, then raised the flocculent memory before, and let it dissipate completely with a single wave.

"...That...that key?"

Old Batty seemed to understand something, subconsciously put his hand into his pants pocket, and shiveringly took out a brass key exactly like the one he had just seen.

It was this brass key that Barty used to trap his father in the magic box with his own hands; it was also this key that Sirius, at the request of Maca, removed Barty from the magic box. Rescued in the middle.

When the old Barty was rescued by Sirius, he was already in a dehydrated state. If Maca did not notice the key, the old Barty who was not rescued in time would probably die of thirst in the box.

Even Maca couldn't tell whether Barty's last action was a coincidence.

But now, what the facts are is no longer so important.

"...Thank you...Yes,

Old Barty's eyes moved from the key to Maca's face, and he thanked him sincerely.

He may be thanking Maca for saving his life indirectly, or he may be thanking Maca for allowing him to see what he wants to see...

Maca just nodded, and then watched Barty talk to Dumbledore and Moody again, and then crouched and walked away.It's like, he came here today, just wanting to take a good look at what Maca looks like, and barely said a few words.

"Mr. Crouch just returned from the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said softly, looking at the principal's office door that had been closed again. "He told me that he had resigned just now. Then he plans to adopt one or two. Orphans, then grow up with them well."

"Single-parent family is not easy." Maca shrugged.

The mad-eyed man glanced at him and said casually: "The Crouch's family now only lacks population, not money."

"They don't need money, but we don't!" Dumbledore jokingly said, "Maca, what's going on in the new stronghold? I'm afraid it will take a little bit more effort to renovate the old house?"

...

This early morning, the two old and the young on Maca were chatting, but Harry had just woke up.

This scar-headed boy who wears black-rimmed glasses from morning to night and always likes to mention his trousers belt, since he almost broke the irreversible consequences in the second project, he suddenly became low-key. .

He feels sorry, really sorry!

Even though he had already been forgiven by the party concerned, he still couldn't let it go.He doesn't know how long this depressed mood will last, maybe one or two months?One or two years?

Or for a lifetime?

Maybe time will dilute all of this?I'm just not ready yet!

I still need to slow down...

Harry lay on the bed with his head up, looking at the drapery above his head, reminiscing about the years since he came to Hogwarts.

Whether others regard him as the savior or the plague, Harry Potter is always a popular teenager.Here, it's as if everyone knows him, everyone knows the past that he doesn't even know.

But the foundation of this popularity is based on the scary name—oh, remember Maca said, it seems to be because of the magic of names?

Ok!All in all, people knew him because of Voldemort!

And the word "Voldemort" has always represented cruelty, panic, and death... The reputation associated with such a terrible guy, if he could, Harry Potter really didn't want it!

With a long sigh, Harry stood up, and when he finished washing in a hurry, he found that Ron was still asleep in bed!

Harry actually noticed recently, Ron and Hermione seemed to be a little unusual.But he himself is very bored!I really don't want to worry about the two of them.

It's nothing more than a quarrel?How many times is this?

Just the other day, they seemed to be reconciled again...nothing else, just because he could hear Ron's purring again when Harry woke up to drink water at night.

Harry didn't disturb Ron's sleep, but turned and left the dormitory and walked towards the common room outside.

The new day has begun again, and he must prepare for the third event of the tri-finals.

The troubles in his heart can only continue to be buried deep in his heart. He has to act as relaxed as usual, and Ron and Hermione can't let Ron and Hermione worry about him instead...

Ron's exam will end on the day of the third project. He should have hurry to review, but he is very enthusiastic to help Harry and Hermione prepare-although sometimes it will help a little.

"Don't worry," Ron said when Harry pointed out the review problem to him and suggested that he and Hermione could practice on their own. "At least I can get high in the course of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Points...Even Mad-Eye Moody would not teach so many spells in class!"

"And..." Ron said, suddenly tried the Obstacle Charm on a wasp buzzing into the house, causing it to stop in mid-air, and then he said excitedly, "...This will be for me later The Auror is a good training."

"You want to be an Auror?" Harry asked in surprise.

Ron tilted his head in embarrassment, "It's just a talk... cool isn't it?"

As time passed, June had already entered unconsciously, and the atmosphere in the castle became tense and excited again.

Everyone is looking forward to the third event that will be held one week before the holiday.

Harry and Hermione practiced spells as soon as they were free. It could be seen that both of them worked very hard, because they obviously felt their lack of strength.

According to the first two projects, this third project is definitely a difficult journey.

Professor McGonagall always bumped into Harry, Hermione and Ron practicing everywhere in the school, so she allowed them to use the transformation classroom during lunch time.

At the same time, the world outside the school is also undergoing earth-shaking changes, and the messy information is spread to the students' ears through various channels.

As Maca said, Voldemort did have a large number of frequent and trivial small actions, ranging from roadside theft to big house explosions. Various cases are rapidly consuming the Ministry of Magic's security forces.

But what was hidden in it was the fierce collision between the newly born Order of the Phoenix and the old Death Eaters.

Maca is temporarily inconvenient to sell directly.However, with the potions he provided from time to time, he became an outstanding logistics staff unanimously appreciated by all members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Sirius now sends owls to Harry every day. Like Ron, he seems to want to help Harry pass the third project before thinking about other things.

He reminded Harry in every letter that you are not responsible for things outside of Hogwarts, and you have no ability to influence them.

This morning, while Harry was reading Sirius’ letter again, an owl sent Hermione the morning’s Daily Prophet as usual.

She opened the newspaper, glanced at the front page habitually, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of pumpkin juice on the newspaper.