Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

When Maca was sitting at the desk in the study, concentrating on searching the information, there was a sudden knock on the door.

After he said "please come in" without looking up, Lena walked in with a letter and gently handed the envelope to Maca's hand.

"Mr. McLean, it's a letter from Hogwarts." Lena said.

"Hogwarts?" Maca was stunned for a moment, and the quill pen in his hand that continued to scrambled couldn't help but stop, "When did it arrive? Just now?"

"Yes." Lena nodded.

Maca took the envelope and looked at it over and over again. Then he picked up the letter opener from the table and picked out the wax seal with the Hogwarts coat of arms.

The person who wrote this letter is Dumbledore, and the format and wording in it are quite formal.If Maca remembers correctly, this is probably the most official letter that Dumbledore has sent him since the letter of admission.

However, the content is really confusing.

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dear Mr. Maca McLean:

The letter has been read.

Your wishes are generally understood by our school, and I have personally heard of your reputation and academic achievements.If you have free time, I hope to come to our school restaurant for lunch at 12 noon on the receiving day. I believe those guests who are here today will also be happy for your arrival.

If possible, I would also like to take a short walk with you after the meal to enjoy the colorful scene of the campus garden.

Looking forward to your arrival.

Your sincere

Principal: Albus Dumbledore

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If this letter falls into someone else's hands, I'm afraid that both enemies and friends will be confused, but Maca nodded clearly.

"Lenna, wait a minute!"

Seeing that she was about to reach the door, Maca hurriedly stopped her.

"Is there anything else, sir?" Lena asked quietly, turning her head.

"I'm preparing lunch, right?" Maca said, "I don't need my share. I'm going out at noon-you and Mrs. Weasley also talk about it!"

"Okay, sir." Lena nodded slightly, then opened the door and left.

When the door was gently closed again, Maca looked up at the wall clock on the wall, then stood up and walked to the door on the side of the study.

Behind that is a small porch leading directly to the bedroom, but Maca would often make do with the study, and would not go to the bedroom to sleep.

So even though Maca has lived here for a while, the door has hardly been opened several times.

"Click"

Unscrewing the doorknob at will, Maca went straight through the short porch and came to a bedroom that was not too big.

In the past, this room was actually used as a lounge attached to the study. In fact, its use seems to have hardly changed now.

Walking to the wardrobe on the side of the bedroom, Maca stretched out his hand to open the door, and took out a set of clothing that was barely worn through.

"Today is a preview!"

As he said, he drew out his wand and waved it lightly, the old wizard robe on his body automatically untied the straps and buttons, and twisted like a snake...

Not long after, some members of the Order of the Phoenix sitting in the reception room downstairs working with documents, as well as Harry, Hermione, Ron, and others, heard regular footsteps on the stairs.

Probably because there are too many people living here recently, everyone is accustomed to footsteps, so almost everyone does not care.

Only Hermione turned her head immediately and looked towards the door.

"Listen to the footsteps, it's Maca!" she said excitedly.

"How did you hear it?" Ron glanced at the door, then looked at Hermione meaningfully.

"Among the people living here, only Maca and Lena’s footsteps are very stable, and Lena walks lighter...So,

Hermione didn't notice Ron's expression at all, she just stared at the door and explained casually.

"...I really admire you." Ron shrugged. "It can be heard...Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he watched Maca who had just appeared at the door opened his mouth, so surprised that he forgot to say the second half.

"Maca, what are you..." Hermione was also surprised.

After the shock of the two of them, everyone in the reception room turned their heads and then stared.

Standing at the door of the reception room at this moment, it is by no means the Maca who usually speaks and does things casually.

Especially the exquisite dark wizard robe on his body, no matter the style or the workmanship, every detail highlights a low-key luxury.

Let's not mention the extremely high-level design. Just looking at the dark green material like scales faintly in the sun is enough to make people understand that it is not fabric at all.

As for what it is, no one knows it anyway.

"I'm going out for a while. If there is something important, let Marfa contact me-it knows where I am." Maca nodded with a smile, then continued, "Is there anything else?"

"No, nothing big for the time being," Sirius said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to a... um..." Maca thought for a while, "Private lunch?"

"Oh, all right!" Sirius glanced at him suspiciously, then nodded inexplicably, "You dress, I thought you were going to the award ceremony for the most outstanding wizard in the world!"

"Really?" Maca said with a smile, "I'm relieved to hear you say that...I'm still worried that this dress can hold the place!"

He paused, then turned around, and said, "Then I'll go first!"

Everyone watched Maca leave with strange eyes. After hearing the sound of closing the door, they all turned their heads and looked at each other.

"This is the first time I have seen Maca dress so meticulously..." Ron's surprise still didn't disappear, and he said in astonishment.

"I bet that the wizard's robe must be expensive to death!" Mondungus expressed his envy with exaggerated movements and unabashedly.

On the one hand, Tonks suddenly asked, "I said, is McLean rich?"

"Don't discuss it," Sirius waved his hand. "Most of the wizard robes are custom-made. No matter how you discuss it, there will be no results... When did McLean also start playing the pure blood wizard's. Is it a set?"

...

At twelve noon, Maca appeared at the gate of Hogwarts school on time. The moment he appeared from the twisted space, he slid his hand into the pocket of the wizard robe at an extremely fast speed. .

Immediately afterwards, he greeted Snape who was waiting at the door without changing his expression.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Maca nodded at Snape solemnly.

"Good afternoon, Mr. McLean." Snape twitched. "Please go here—"

When the two walked to the castle side by side, although Snape was always looking straight ahead, he never stopped talking.

"You are really low-key!" Snape lowered his voice.

"The next period of time will be more special... My age is already considered a weakness. In order to be able to control the scene, I have to show some aura that conforms to the mainstream concept, right?" Maca remained silent. Replied.

"Clothes are only superficial after all," Snape said, snorting coldly.

"I understand this too," Maca nodded slightly, "but in the face of true strength, that is just the envy of the pure-blood family! Professor, if you are willing to disclose some of the research results..."

"I don't have time to think about that now," Snape said with a curled lips, "but you are right, if you have the chance..."

"I am willing to help the godfather of my future child." Maca joked.

But Snape just snorted inexplicably, and didn't say anything more.

Soon, the two came to the door of the auditorium, and Maca looked inside at random, but found that many people had already been inside.

In fact, this was a private luncheon hosted by Dumbledore himself.

Since the nature is not a real official, the invitations to other guests did not bear the name of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so today's luncheon can actually be said to be for private use.

However, this is a luncheon hosted by Dumbledore after all. Even if most of the auditoriums have a certain status and right to speak in the magic world, no one would care too much about it.

Or in other words, people who account for such trivial matters will not be invited by Dumbledore today.

In the auditorium, Maca has recognized many familiar faces, but more of them are still relatively strange guests.

He said goodbye to Snape slightly at the door, and then took a calm and precise step towards the auditorium.

Speaking of it, although the wizard robe he wore today has been made a fuss and admiration in the Order of the Phoenix, it is not so conspicuous now in this auditorium.

Snape said it made sense that he was "low-key".

Because among the extravagant pure-blood wizards, the attention to clothing has even surpassed the pursuit of magic. Those pure-blood families who only want face and don’t need lichen have become this vanity tone from some time on. .

Compared with them, Maca's wizard robe does not seem to be "high-profile" at first glance.

"Hello, Principal Dumbledore."

Under the gaze of many people, Maca walked calmly to the deepest part of the auditorium with a smile on his face. Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the main guest seat, talking softly with Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, Mr. McLean." Dumbledore raised his head and greeted cordially. "I'm glad you came to this luncheon. How have you been recently?"

"It's a good time! I'm so lucky to be able to attend your private banquet-you see, I came here without lunch today!" Maca's smile remained unchanged, but he said a cold joke.