Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Click"

Perhaps because of the sudden cooling of the environment, a crack suddenly appeared in the window glass facing the street, and it continued to spread downward.Fastest update

As the cracks continued to spread, the piece of glass was finally overwhelmed, and it turned into fragments on the ground with a loud sound.

The next moment, the brothers and sisters around it seemed to be responding to it, bursting open.The shards of glass that should have been glittering and glittering were inconspicuous in the dimly lit room, splashing and clattering, covering the entire ground near the window.

The first piece of glass may be cracked due to the sudden temperature change, but this time later, it suffered some kind of shock.

In the moment when the three Dursleys yelled in low voices, Harry subconsciously drew out his wand and pointed the tip of the wand in the direction of the window.

"Don't use magic, someone will pick you up soon."

At this very urgent moment, the words on the note sent by the Barn Owl flashed through Harry's mind.

"Did Mr. Weasley know this would happen in advance?"

He didn't have time to think about it, but saw that suddenly a...no, several familiar figures appeared in the originally dark window!

The chill seems to be heavier.

"What's there?" Uncle Vernon's shout was almost hoarse, and the fear in his tone seemed to overflow at any time.

"Is it... a dementor?" Aunt Petunia trembled, hugging her arms.

At this moment, Harry almost thought that Muggles could see the outline outside the window, but when the next second came, he realized that the Dursleys were just guessing.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sudden loud noise, the latched window frame was instantly knocked open by a strong force, and several tall figures floated in through the window with their heads bowed.

The Dursleys were obviously taken aback, but their eyes remained on the opened window, and there was no sign of seeing those hooded monsters coming in.

Harry held his wand, the fingers that clenched the handle of the wand lost their blood because of the force.

At this moment, he must expend great willpower to restrain his impulse to cast the patron saint spell.

One, two, three, four, five... five dementors!

In the past, in order for them to practice the patron saint spell, Maca would bring a dementor every day for them to practice combat, and would change an energetic practice object every day.

If he had to say it, he had actually seen many dementors.

But maybe it's because he's always been nervous, or it's because there is no comparison.Until now, when five dementors gathered around him at the same time, he realized that these dementors were not the same as he had remembered.

Although they were all dressed in tattered black hooded cloaks, and their fingers that looked like corpses were also very hideous, but in fact each one was different.

Harry kept backing up under the pressure of these five dementors, but in a short while he was forced to lean against the wall, there was no way out!

"That won't work... If it doesn't work, then you can only cast the Guardian God Curse."

Harry tightened his lips and panted heavily, the white mist from his mouth and nose almost even touched the head of the dementor's chest.

How to do?Do you want to use it?As it stands now, I have to use it!

The dementors gathered little by little, and the strong chill made him get goose bumps, and a desperate breath was constantly infecting his tight nerves.

No way!If this goes on, it will be useless if you want to use it!

Harry's wand was resting on his chest, and the clenched right hand made the tip of the wand tremble constantly, trying to defend the last few inches of hope.

Suddenly, Harry took a deep breath, then shouted, "Holy protection"

"Ding Dong"

The mantra in his mouth was only halfway through when it was interrupted by a sudden doorbell.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong"

The doorbell rang unhurriedly,

This feeling is as if you are at an extremely important exam site. When the invigilator just walked by your side, someone suddenly handed you an answer cheat sheet.

Maybe you really want to take it over, but you just don’t have the courage to bear it!

"Aunt Petunia! Open the door!"

As Shijai Harry stepped back, the Dursleys stared at him as if they were watching a monster; and when the doorbell rang suddenly, the couple trembled with fright.

Want them to open the door?What are you kidding?

"Boom!"

There is no trouble now, because the door panel has been "unloaded" by the people outside and flew directly to the center of the living room.

"Keep it light! No need to pay?"

An unusually familiar voice sounded from outside the door, and Harry felt like tears were about to shed.

"Laini doesn't care! You are the one who pays for it, asshole Maca!"

"Of course I lost it! Do you have any money? You...Oh! Good afternoon everyone, I'm really bothering to come here at this time..."

In the horrified sight of the Dursleys, two figures, one tall and one short, walked in from outside the dark gate, and the atmosphere of walking in the courtyard seemed to be really just a guest here.

"...Please allow me to introduce myself," the visitor nodded slightly and smiled. "My name is Maca McLean."

Despite the words, Maca's actions did not lag behind.

I saw a silver-white radiance suddenly appeared in his right hand, and dense light particles lingered between his fingers, like strands of silver flame.

As he stretched out his hand and waved, the flames swayed out immediately, turning into an eagle in the air, and suddenly passing in front of Harry.

In just an instant, the five dementors were knocked out and fell like a ball of rags in the corner of the living room.

In an instant, the originally dim and silent space seemed to have been completely shattered, and the entire living room was lit up.The sunset outside the window sprinkled into the room again, coating everything around it with a layer of gold.

Only the broken window and the door that fell on the ground kept telling the Dursleys that everything just now was not a nightmare.

"...Maca."

Harry felt his whole body loose at once, slid against the wall and sat on the floor. He was about to faint.

"Sleep you [beep] [beep], get up and hi!"

Maca walked up to him, took out a white potion bottle, pulled out the cork and poured it into his mouth.

"...Cough cough cough...cough cough..." Harry seemed to be choking, and after a violent cough, he stuck his tongue out, "Oh! Maca...this thing is too bitter..."

Although he was complaining, there was a cheerful smile on his face, as if he was thinking of something happy.

"Right?" Maca nodded while retracting the potion bottle. "It's really bitter. I remember Ginny said it before, didn't it?"

As he said, he stood up and looked around.

"Okay, then..."

Maca pulled out his wand and waved it lightly. Everything in the room seemed to vibrate, and everything that was damaged flew back like a rewind.

The door panel floated up and flew back in the same trajectory just now, and reinstalled on the door frame; the window frame that was knocked open by the dementor closed automatically, and the glass slag flew back into the window frame again. It has changed back to full glass; even the tables, chairs, tablecloths, and dishes that have been hit have been restored.

When the initial cracks on the piece of glass disappeared, there was no sign of any invasion in the entire living room.

"This...what kind of curse is this?"

Because Maca didn't chant a spell, Harry couldn't even imagine what kind of spell could achieve this effect. It was just like going back in time.

"Huh?" Maca turned her head and shrugged. "Have you learned it too? This is a repair spell."

"Repair as before?" Harry said in astonishment.

Maca nodded, opened a chair beside the table and sat down as a familiarity, then looked at the Dursleys again.

"Two, don't you plan to bring me a cup of tea?"

"Who will pour tea for you! You are an illegal invasion! You give me out quickly"

"Vernon."

Mr. Dursley was interrupted by his wife.

"Mike"

"McLean, ma'am."

"Yes, Mr. McLean..." Petunia forced herself to calm down, and she paused. "Although I am very grateful to you just now... But, can you explain what you came for?"

Maca stared at her for a while, then smiled and said, "I'm here to pick Harry up, I believe you have seen it too, he still doesn't seem to be safe here."

"But... you leave nothing, what shall we do?" Petunia felt that she couldn't calm down at all. She clenched her fist and said excitedly, "Did a dementor come in just now? Where is it now? Will it come back? ?"

Maca waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, madam...There are still people guarding outside, and we will arrange for you to move to a safer place as soon as possible."

He paused, then added specifically: "Of course, I mean...if you agree."

Petunia stared at Maca closely, and after a long time she let go of her clenched hands, turned and walked towards the kitchen.On the side, Vernon seemed to gradually calm down from the initial panic, but sat on the sofa with a ugly expression.

By the way, Dudley, who had been under the table from the beginning, has only slowly crawled out until now.

Not long after, Petunia brought a teapot and a cup, and poured a cup of hot black tea for Maca.

Perhaps because Maca deliberately put on a high-end Muggle costume, he was actually much more normal than other wizards in the eyes of the Dursleys.

But no matter how normal he is, he is still a wizard, which is still unacceptable in the hearts of the Dursleys.

"Thank you, ma'am." Maca held up the tea cup and took a sip. "Speaking of which, Madam seemed to have used it."

"To shut up!"

As if she had guessed what Maca was trying to say, Petunia suddenly yelled hysterically, and her sharp voice seemed unusually harsh.