Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The atmosphere of this dinner is indeed pretty good, with Fred and George, the pair of live treasures, plus Lenny and Tonks, at least on the surface it is really lively.X23US.COM update fastest

It's just that everyone sitting around the dining table probably understands that this is just an illusion created by everyone.

Let’s not mention Percy. The fact that Mad Eye Moody’s disappearance has no clue until now is enough to upset everyone.

To be honest, Maca also has a headache.

Moody's was originally a pillar of the Order of the Phoenix. Originally, many on-site affairs were determined by him, and his importance was not even greater than that of Dumbledore.

If Moody was still there, Dumbledore would not have put the burden of the Order of the Phoenix on Maca's shoulders so early.

Right now, just across from Harry's seat, Tonks was eating her nose while deforming her nose, making Hermione and Ginny happy.

Every time she closed her eyes tightly, showing a trace of pain.

Suddenly her nose stretched like a bird's beak, and it looked like it was Snape's nose; then she retracted again and became the size of a round mushroom, and a lot of nose hair appeared in each nostril.

This was a regular entertainment show during a recent meal, and soon Hermione and Ginny asked her to change their favorite nose.

"Conjure a pig nose, Tonks."

Tonks obeyed cheerfully.

Harry looked up, and at that moment, he thought a female Dudley was grinning at him across the table!

On the other side, Mr. Weasley, Bill and Lupin are engaged in a fierce crusade about the goblins.

"They are still not leaking, and they are not willing to say anything," Bill said. "I still don't know if they believe'he' is back. Of course, they probably don't want to support any party and don't want to get involved."

"I believe they will never fall to the mysterious people," Mr. Weasley said, shaking his head, "their losses are also very heavy. Remember the fairy he killed last time, near Nottingham?"

"I think it depends on what price they are offering," Lupin said. "I'm not talking about gold... If someone offers them the freedom we have not given them for centuries, they will probably Can't resist the temptation..."

"Really," Maca suddenly joked, "We can't ask the fairies to have the same ideas as wizards. As far as I know, what fairies really value is not freedom, nor gold...but magic. article!"

He forkped a sausage, took a bite, and said as he chewed, "...that is the nature of the fairy, and it is also traditional."

"I dare say that if the Gryffindor sword is given to the fairies as a reward, they will even dare to help us flatten Voldemort's lair!"

"It makes no sense?" Lupin said suspiciously.

After hearing the words, Maca smiled and waved his hand.

"Don't try to reason with different species... It's like the horsemen in the Forbidden Forest, and how many years have been neighbors with Hogwarts? But there are so few signs of being subtle..." He Say, "When it's about faith, reason doesn't make sense."

"faith?"

Seeing Harry and the three, Lenny, Tonks and others were also attracted by his words, and they all looked like they didn't understand, Maca couldn't help but spread his hands.

"This is the same as the question of'Does Santa Claus exist?" No one has seen it before, but someone will really believe that it exists. This is a belief, and when this belief is repeated, deepened, strengthened, and confirmed , It may become a kind of belief."

"Santa Claus?" Hermione widened her eyes. "He does exist, he is a bishop named Nicholas in the fourth century AD, because he likes secretly helping the poor, and he was later given the nickname. "

"Yeah, yes! Hermione, you know so much." Maca smiled at her before continuing, "but I'm not talking about Nicholas, but the one who breaks into the house in the middle of the night every Christmas. , The old white-bearded man stuffing the stockings on the fireplace from door to door."

"I never received a Christmas gift when I was a child, so I never believed in the existence of Santa Claus." He said, "But I know that many Muggle parents will make their children believe that Santa Claus is always there. of."

"And children like gifts, which is the same as the nature of fairies who like magic items, but the belief in them is much stronger..."

Maca said as he ate, but stopped as he said, and looked at them dumbfoundingly: "I'm just looking for a topic to talk about, aren't you hungry?"

"Maca, there is actually a question I have been curious about..." Ron said cheerfully, "Why does the magic world celebrate Christmas? I heard Harry say, isn't this a Muggle holiday?"

"Ron, Muggle Christmas and Wizard Christmas are not the same thing!" Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "I won't copy your future homework on the history of magic! Otherwise, you won't be able to finish it. Of industry..."

"What? There is this kind of content in the history of magic?" Ron looked surprised, his mouth grew wider, and the half-eaten chicken legs fell back onto the plate.

"Wizards celebrate Christmas as a continuation of the custom of the ancient Jazism, hanging mistletoe and making Christmas trees are also because of this." Maca explained, "Does Jazism know? A religion of wizarding that advocates nature, Merlin is the last of the religion. An inheritor."

"Oh! That sounds so cool!" Ron nodded, "At least if I take this in the next exam, I won't forget it!"

"I don't think so." Hermione immediately poured cold water on Ron habitually.

Three servings of butter breadcrumbs, followed by custard cake, everyone felt that it was too much to eat.

But Maca was still stuffing his mouth. Although he seemed to eat very calmly, he actually didn't eat less than the others in this room!

"All... finished?" Maca looked at everyone because everyone was watching him.

"Oh I think so." Ron glanced left and right.

"Gluck... Bastard Maca... Hahaha, you can really eat it!" Lenny held her belly and smiled happily.

"Wasting food is the worst behavior." Maca didn't take it for granted, he said naturally.

When Maca finally put down the spoon, the conversation on the dinner table gradually calmed down.

Mr. Weasley leaned on the back of the chair, looking full and relaxed; Tonks opened her mouth and yawned, and her nose had returned to normal.

Ginny led Crookshanks out of the cupboard, sitting cross-legged on the ground, rolling some butterbeer corks around, letting Crookshanks chase after him.

"It's almost time to go to bed, I think." Mrs. Weasley said with a yawn.

"Not yet, Molly." Sirius pushed the empty plate in front of him aside and turned his head to look at Harry. "You know, I'm really surprised for you! I thought you were the first thing you did here, Just to ask about Voldemort."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and the speed was so fast that people thought it was a dementor.

A few seconds ago, it was still so relaxing and drowsy; now everyone has become alert, even nervous.

Hearing Voldemort's name, a shudder passed around the dining table.Lupin just picked up the glass and was about to drink, then slowly put down the glass, showing a vigilant look.

Only a few people in the audience were still relaxed, but they were also slightly quieter.

"I asked!" Upon mentioning this, Harry felt annoyed again. "I asked Ron and Hermione, but they said we were not approved to join the Order of the Phoenix, so"

"They are right," said Mrs. Weasley, "you are still too young."

She sat upright on the chair, her two fists held tightly in her arms, her sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

"Since when do we have to join the Order of the Phoenix to ask questions?" Sirius lightly tapped on the desk and said, "Harry has been sleepy in that Muggle house for a whole month. He has the right to know what happened."

"Wait a minute!" George interrupted him loudly.

"Why can Harry's question be answered?" Fred asked angrily.

"For a month, we have always wanted to ask you something, but you will not tell us anything!" George said.

"You are too young, you didn't join the Order of the Phoenix," Fred said, and the shrill and thin voice belonged to his mother. It sounded incredible, "And Harry is not even an adult!"

"No one tells you what the Order of the Phoenix is ​​doing. I can't blame it," Sirius said calmly. "That was your parents' decision. But Harry is different."

"You don't need to decide what's good for Harry!" Mrs. Weasley said sharply, the expression on her usually kind and kind face was scary at this moment.

The heads of Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George went back and forth between Sirius and Mrs. Weasley, as if watching a back and forth fight on a tennis court.

Ginny knelt on a pile of discarded Butterbeer corks and asked, watching them talk blankly, her mouth slightly open.

Lupin stared at Sirius without blinking.

"Who will smash online first?" Maca thought irrelevantly, and took another custard by the way and ate it.

He can decide many things in his daily tasks, but now he doesn't want to manage, and he really can't manage this is one of the things that should be faced by Harry himself.

"I only plan to tell Harry what he needs to know, Molly," Sirius said. "He should be the most powerful person in the world to know about Voldemort, isn't he?"

"He is not yet a member of the Order of the Phoenix!" Mrs. Weasley said, "He is only fifteen years old, and"

"McLean, what do you think?" Sirius suddenly raised his head again and asked Maca who was sitting on the other end, "I remember, you seem to have never expressed your opinion about this matter!") Download for free Reader!!