Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "McLean, you are finally back! Did you know? How could the owl find you-we are all in a hurry!"

"I'm still rushing back as soon as possible, Hagrid and the others are still moving the giant tribe in the deep mountain and old forest!"

"Transfer the tribe of giants? Oh, no... don't talk about this for now, you go upstairs with me! Go and see Kingsley!"

"Ah, yes...what happened to Kingsley? What happened during my absence in the UK..."

Two full days have passed since the night that flicked the giants.

When the giants with well-developed limbs and simple minds all regarded Hagrid as an ancestor messenger, Maca observed for a while.

After he explained what he should do to Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, he immediately hurriedly returned with the door key.

But when he rushed back to Hogwarts for a round, before he could take a breath, he learned that something went wrong in the Order of the Phoenix.

Since the situation seemed urgent, he went to Black House again without stopping.Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Weasley, who was staying at home, grabbed his wrist and staggered upstairs.

"...At first he was just sluggish, but within two days, he also had a purposeless desire to attack. There is no way, we can only use magic to control him first -" Mrs. Weasley Talking about it, from a moment ago, her face was filled with extremely worry.

"...In this room."

The two stopped at the door of a small bedroom in the corner of the third floor, and then Mrs. Weasley motioned to the closed door.

"Yeah." Maca nodded slightly, then unscrewed the doorknob without hesitation.

After he opened the door of this small bedroom, he saw a tall figure locked tightly by magical handcuffs and fetters.When Mrs. Weasley lights up the magic lamp in the room, the darkness in the room is completely dissipated in an instant.

Under the dual control of magic and physics, Maca has long been familiar with Kingsley Shackle.

However, although his appearance had not changed at all, Kingsley's eyes were completely different.In those pupils that should be soft and forgiving, all Maca could see was crazy.

The dark-skinned wizard in front of him immediately tried to stand up when he saw someone coming in.At the same time, with the chain "crashing" tight, he was pulled and sat down on the floor.

"Kingsley!" Maca shouted while staring at the opponent's eyes as he walked forward, then frowned slightly, "...well, there is no response?"

His gaze didn't leave Kingsley's, but he kept holding on.He touched his waist and took out a syringe. After removing the needle cap, he gently pierced Kingsley's fixed hand.

"...I can't feel the pain," as he said, he stretched out his hand and shook his eyes in front of Kingsley. "The vision is also...well? Then why did he'stare' at me?"

While Maca inspected Kingsley, Mrs. Weasley also kept describing the recent situation.

Maca was distracted and listened, only to realize that these were caused by the last abnormal case about the "Mad Wizard".

In fact, in the days since Maca left the borders of the UK, several similar incidents have occurred.

With the cause unknown, five wizards from different regions have fallen into an intermittent crazy state.In the beginning, the wizard had even reached the point where he would only get a little quiet every ten hours or so.

Because this series of cases is very likely to be a conspiracy that Voldemort is planning, the matter is urgent and right, and when Maca can't be contacted immediately, Kingsley, who was responsible for tracking this case, went out for several consecutive nights to investigate.

However, at dawn just over two days ago, the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast only waited for an elite Auror who looked desperate.

After that day, Kingsley's condition deteriorated quickly.

Although he could no longer communicate with people normally when he came back, he could at least react to people at that time, such as staring at people who were walking, or babbling syllables of unknown meaning.

But it didn't take long for him to completely become a fool who would just languid and drool on the ground.

And just the day before Maca came back, Kingsley finally had an aimless attack.It was just because his symptoms were very similar to those of the mad wizard in the series of cases, so when everyone was prepared, there was no injury.

"...It's just that the appearance of Kingsley has dealt a huge blow to everyone," Mrs. Weasley had long lost her previous turmoil, and at this moment she was talking seriously, "Especially... last night, Sirius Sneaked out..."

"...Really?" Maca heard the words and looked back at her subconsciously, "It's okay, I can find him, but the most important thing at the moment is to figure out Kingsley's physical condition."

At this point, he took out a dark brown potion bottle from his waist, but did not immediately remove the cork.

"Mrs. Weasley, please cover your nose and hold your breath." After the other party did the same with a little suspicion, Maca took a deep breath, pinched his nose with one hand, and pushed the cork away with one hand.

After that, he immediately shook the mouth of the bottle quickly under Kingsley's nose, and then tightened the cork firmly.

"Sure."

When Mrs. Weasley heard it, she gently lowered her hand covering her nose, but found that a rather pungent smell had spread throughout the room.

"Oh-Merlin is here, what does this smell like." She couldn't help covering her nose again.

"...Is the sense of smell also lost? Or to say..." Maca who was talking to himself didn't look back, he just explained casually, "This is a kind of mixed odorant, which can be used to drive away sensitive creatures. ...Of course, I don't think you want to know the specific ingredients..."

"Um..." Mrs. Weasley paused, then asked instead, "How is Kingsley's situation?"

"It's not easy to judge for the time being, but it shouldn't be caused by black magic... at least not ordinary black magic."

After a lot of tossing, Maca wiped away the rune pattern temporarily drawn on the ground, and then left the bedroom with two syringes of Kingsley’s blood samples, and walked quickly to the potion preparation room in the basement. Go.

"Mr. McLean? You are back..."

"Huh? Maca bastard?"

At the top of the stairs on the first floor, he happened to ran into the sisters Lenny Lena.

Not to mention anything else, at least the state of the werewolf sisters does not seem to have changed: sister Lena is still calm and calm, and sister Lena still opens her mouth and calls him "the big bastard."

"Oh, Ly-en?" Maca just started, but when he saw the figure walking out from the corner behind them, he suddenly froze, "...Ah, Miss Tia? You are finally willing to go from there. Out?"

"Ma...Ma...Mr. McLean, I...that...good afternoon."

When Tia appeared in Maca's sight from that corner, she was wearing a new female wizard robe.Her long black hair was loosely tied around her shoulders, which added to her ordinary appearance.

It's just that her cowardly appearance is as usual, not much changed.

"Well, good afternoon." Maca smiled slightly, and then turned to Lena, "Is there anyone at home? Help me find everywhere, and then bring it to the potion room-if no one is there, just Come by yourself! I need a more careful potion assistant..."

"Ok."

Lena nodded softly as always, and replied obediently.But she was about to turn around when she heard Tia's voice by surprise.

"Mak, Mr. McLean... I... can I...?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the words, Maca stopped and continued to move downstairs, standing on the steps and looking at Tia.

"Oh...really? Of course..." He thought for a while, then nodded, "Lenna, it seems that it's not necessary...Miss Tiya, come with me!"

After all, he stopped talking and took the lead to continue walking on the steps leading to the basement.Seeing this, Tia squeezed her hands together, seemingly anxious, and then followed.

After everyone's refurbishment, the entire Old Black House has become brighter and warmer.Even the living room on the second floor, which has not been moved a while ago, has now been completely cleaned up.

But in this basement, it was still dim and gloomy, only bunches of faint blue flames twisted and jumped in the magic lampshade on the wall, exuding a cold light without a trace of temperature.

But this is a matter of course, because there is a potion preparation room and a magic material storage room remodeled by Maca.

In order to eliminate all environmental disturbances as much as possible, not only the interior is equipped with constant magic, but even the corridors will never be slack.

Maca walked fast in front, steady and strong; but Tia, who hurriedly followed behind him, seemed to have a strong resistance to the environment here. She shrank her hands as she walked, her lips tightening subconsciously. Up.

"Huh? Oh... don't be afraid, it's okay." Maca heard the messy footsteps behind him, "By the way, Miss Tiya is familiar with potions?"

"...It's okay, I can't learn other subjects...just Potions...I'm quite interested." Tia's footsteps paused, and then took a few steps to catch up with Maca.

"So...oh, is it because of this that you want to see Professor Snape?"

While talking, Maca stopped by the last second door in the underground corridor, then took out his wand and lightly tapped the door without a keyhole and handle.

With a soft sound of "Boom", the door suddenly twisted, and then it burst like a needle-pricked soap bubble and disappeared between the door frames.