Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() Because Maca’s apparition problem has never been resolved, he now considers making door keys wherever he goes.

Before he went from Boothbarton to Durmstrang, he had done two by the way when he passed through Germany and Denmark, so that he could get it whenever needed.

Of course, this cannot be said casually, after all, the door key control is very strict.Even if he can control the fluctuation of magic power and prevent certain detection methods of the Ministry of Magic, it will be very troublesome if it is found.

The door key is a very convenient means of movement. It is not only easy to make and accurate, but it can even easily transfer groups. It is no wonder that the Ministry of Magic controls this thing so tightly.

Right now Maca was just like the previous few times, holding a very festive red () in his hand. When the space suddenly distorted, he disappeared into the small wood outside the school gate in a blink of an eye.

Maca went to Berlin, Germany, which was very close to the Polish border.But it is a pity that Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim are on the border between Poland and Belarus, not Germany.

After being blown by the high-altitude cold wind on the broomstick for a full 4 hours and 20 minutes, Maca finally crossed the entire Poland and reached the destination he was going to.

"Lead the way! Little guy... go to your master!"

Maca fell between a ravine mountain range, and then took out a cute bird from the inside pocket of his robe.

That is Mrs. Maxim's pet, a white-cheeked warbler who is good at flying long distances.

I saw the little guy standing in Maca's palm, his head twirled twice, accompanied by a sweet cry, it flapped its wings and flew forward to the left.

Upon seeing this, Maca immediately leaned forward and followed with the flying broomstick.

In fact, this place is already very close to the giant monster community. Only ten minutes later, when Maca followed the little guy over a ridge, he immediately noticed some signs that the giant monster had moved.

Those stupid big guys with low IQs and huge builds will always leave very eye-catching marks on the move.

And because they always like to break some trees of the right size as hunting weapons, they often pull the branches with their hands on the ground, leaving leaves everywhere.

No, it didn't take long before he saw a giant monster alone.When Maca passed over it, it was still lying on the grass and sleeping!

"This smell is really...you can smell it from such a distance..."

The stench on giant monsters is world-renowned, and it can be said to be a kind of "alternative" weapon of them.Maca hurriedly flew higher, and then hurriedly continued to fly forward.

It can be seen that the more you move forward, the more traces of the giant monster's activities, this valley is undoubtedly the habitat of that giant monster community.

When he followed Mrs. Maxim's white-cheeked warbler for a short distance, he finally saw some giant monsters moving in groups.

They all look almost ten feet tall, their skin is rough and dull, but their muscles are quite developed, as if they were made of a block of granite.

As Maca has seen several times before, they have very small heads but very strong legs, and their two long arms can almost touch the ground.

Most of the giant monsters gathered together three or four, sometimes babbling and babbling their unique simple communication, sometimes awkwardly but extremely powerfully fighting each other together, making a "pop, bang, bang" beating sound.

For any modern wizard, this is a rather primitive and crude scene.

In the middle of the valley in the distance, close to the steep mountain wall, there are some extremely simple wooden scaffolding.A big man who is obviously bigger than the other giants is taking a nap lazily under the largest scaffold filled with hay!

Seeing that the White-cheeked Oriole flew towards the monster that was obviously the leader without hesitation, even though Macadam put away the flying broom under him, he completed the transformation of Animagus on the way down.

...

"Orim, our food is almost finished. If we don't go out, we should starve to death here...or else, should I go out and lead them away?"

In the cave, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim were huddled in a dark corner, and their spirits seemed not very good.

"No, there are too many giant monsters out there, and it's useless if you can take some away... and... it's too dangerous."

In fact, the heights of the two big men are not much different from the heights of the giants. Who made them hybrid between giants?

However, unlike those trolls, Hagrid and Madam Maxim's IQ were obviously much higher, and they could even use magic.Accordingly, their physical strength is absolutely incomparable to that of the giant monster.

A few days ago, when they were attacked by giant monsters, they relied on Madame Maxim’s magic to escape into this cave, but to blame, they could only blame the huge number of monsters.

They are stuck here and can't get out.

To be honest, Hagrid had wanted to go out as a bait more than once, but Mrs. Maxim, who was still sane, refused to agree with him for such a stupid behavior.

Just when both of them looked tired, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the cave.

"boom!"

At the same time, a figure familiar to both of them appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"Hi!" Maca greeted them naturally, "Are you okay? Do you need something to eat first?"

Before the words fell, there was another "bang" outside, followed by a roar of trolls, and it seemed that something was fighting the trolls outside.

"Oh, no... you came just in time. If tomorrow doesn't come, we really have nothing to eat!" Hagrid stood up strenuously, bent over and walked to Maca, only to find that he was here. There is no way to give Maca a hug in the short cave.

"Really? That's good..." Maca nodded towards Mrs. Maxim inside, and then waved to them both, "Then prepare, we should go in a while-wait for me and the outside After saying hello from an'old acquaintance'."

"Old acquaintance?" Hagrid said strangely. "A giant monster?"

"Don't be kidding, I can't be friends with those stinky guys..." Maca smiled lightly. "Did you not see him when you came in? Hagrid, you also know him."

Seeing that they were all well, Maca said as he went out of the cave.

At the stall where the two were talking, the sound of fighting outside did not stop for almost a moment, as if the fighting was going on.

When Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim squeezed to the entrance of the cave cautiously, they discovered that the wooden scaffold full of hay outside the cave had already completely collapsed, and the leader of the giant monster who was lying in it lazily, at this time But he was fighting an unknown creature of the same size.

No, it might be a problem to say that it was a creature, because the big guy who was half a body taller than the monster had his whole body made of stones.

"Look there—yes, that's it!"

Maca leaned against the rock wall at the entrance of the cave, and pointed behind the giant monsters on the opposite side.

"Huh? Who is that person?" Hagrid craned his neck and said, "Maca, just now you said that I know that person?"

Behind the battlefield of the giant monster leader and the stone giant, more than a dozen ordinary giants with strong heads are gathering, and just behind them, a man in a ragged cloak is sitting halfway on the ground. One hand was holding the big thick legs of the giant monster next to him.

"Yeah! Didn't you see it?" Maca said, "Look at the scarf around his neck-it's our Professor Quirrell, remember?"

"Killuo teach—you mean, he is Quirinas Quillow? That little hapless boy?"

Hagrid was obviously shocked, he knew about Voldemort possessing Quirrell, but everyone had already died for him, but he really didn't expect him to be alive!

"Yes, it's that Quirrell... It looks like his legs and feet don't seem to be very good. You stay in the cave first. I'll talk to him in the past..."

Maca was talking, but he already raised his leg and walked over there.

"stop--"

When Maca walked by the side of the battlefield and came near the group of monsters indifferently, a hoarse voice came from under the tattered hood, but he couldn't hear anything like Quirrell at all.

At the same time, the dozen or so monsters immediately made a commotion, and the violent factors agitated in their bodies.

"Snoring, snoring- -"

Another inexplicable voice rang under the hood, which sounded like the language of a troll.

Soon, the monsters became quieter again, although most of them were still shaking their strong bodies impatiently and howling at Maca in a threatening manner, but they didn't immediately rush towards him.

"Professor Quirrell, it seems that you are qualified at least in the subject of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Maca looked at the restless trolls thoughtfully, and said casually, "Could it be... Don't you remember me? Professor Quirrell?"

"who are you?"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to recognize herself, Maca couldn't help but looked down at herself.

"Don't say it, the past few years have grown really fast..." He shrugged, "I'm McLean-Maca McLean, remember?"

"McLean?" The other party repeated the surname, and then suddenly there was a husky, low laugh, "Hmm...McLean, I didn't expect..."

In that burst of laughter, there was endless complexity.It seems to be resenting and regretting, the period seems to be mixed with memories of the past, and the vicissitudes of life are beyond words.

"That person... has he returned to England?"

He raised his head and his eyes hidden in his hood seemed to be staring at Maca closely.