Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() Unlike the study room, which is full of books, Maca’s potion preparation room looks very tidy.No, it's not so tidy, it's more "strict".

In some magical stories in the Muggle world, when talking about potions, one usually first thinks of an old witch holding a large spoon and stirring a pot larger than a human being, and the firewood is usually lit underneath.

But in the magic world, that kind of situation would never exist.

Not to mention how complicated and rigorous the other steps are, the types of magic flames and the requirements for control are very high.If any element is not precise enough, a pot of potion will have a 90% chance of being scrapped.

In fact, in Maca's potion preparation room, a series of areas such as "biological material research area", "magic reaction test area", "product experimental observation area" and so on are divided in detail.

After opening up several basements, the potion preparation room was joined together. Just looking at it, it felt like "Wow! This room is so spacious!"

"Sorry, I asked you to help or something... This time it is mainly because we need to find out as soon as possible what caused Kingsley to have that symptom..."

Before entering the door, Maca really wanted to take the opportunity to ask Tia what she wanted to do with Snape.But seeing that the other party couldn't seem to say something, he simply skipped it first.

After all, the most important thing right now is to test Kingsley's blood sample first.

"...Anyway, trouble you."

"...Uh, no...no, nothing." Tia shook her hands quickly, looking a little cramped, "I... always wanted to... thank you... Mr. McLean."

"Thank me for what?" Maca said casually while waving his wand and moving the tools he needed to the table, "Well, please help me purify the aconitum root first? After drying, 5 ounces, is it okay? "

"Oh... good, good." Tia nodded timidly.

"Then I will write down the materials that I will use first. You can go to the material storage and follow the list to get them..." Maca said, and clicked on the parchment and quill on the table behind him. "By the way, mention What is the most complicated potion that Miss Ya has independently prepared?"

"...Compound intelligence enhancer... right?" Tia stood aside, her hands folded in front of her, a little nervously.

"Oh? Can the preparation of the compound preparation be completed independently? It seems that there are several steps that can be safely handed over to you..." Maca nodded, "Ah, the material list is finished, and you can go and get it. ——The locations are clearly marked, you will understand when you go and see, the storage is over there..."

In the conversation between the two of them, Maca's hand never stopped almost once.After preparing the equipment, he hurriedly lay down on the table again, pulled a stack of manuscript paper and brushed handwriting.

Regarding research materials, he rarely writes with magic, which is a habit of him.

When Tia came back from the storage room with the materials, the two stopped chatting and focused completely on the preparation of the blood test reagents.

To be honest, Maca actually discovered that Tia was quite focused on potions.

Although her technique has a feeling of almost dependence on textbooks and various reference materials, and her talent is obviously not outstanding, the approach of taking every detail seriously has won the favor of Maca, a research madman.

Of course, this favor is purely out of academic respect.

After dozens of minutes, Maca gently closed the lid of the cauldron, and then nodded politely at Tia.

"I'll stop here for now," he sat back in the chair behind him, and flipped over the manuscript paper just now. "Miss Tia should also take a break...well, it seems that if there is a qualified assistant, Indeed, efficiency will increase a lot."

"……Ok."

Tia sat in the biomaterial preparation area on the other side, nodding weakly in response.If this place is not quiet enough, others may not be able to hear it.

"Ah, that's right!" Maca suddenly turned her head and said, "You said before that you want to thank me... thank me why?"

When Tia heard the words, he hesitated first with her mouth pursed, then she stumbled and spoke.

"I, I meant to say... I was suddenly brought to this place at the time. I was... really scared. I know, they are all doubting my identity... But you are the only one, Mr. McLean. Shows that look."

"Later, you asked Miss Lena to take care of me...really, the food here is delicious, the bed is soft, and no one has bullied me... and also let me live all the time. Here, obviously I don’t even have money..."

"Although I, I am very timid, I dare not say anything, I dare not do anything, but I understand... It's all because of your tolerance, Mr. McLean, that made others question my existence all at once. It's because of you, Mr. McLean..."

Tia spoke more and more fluently, although her voice was still very small, her hands clenched tightly, silently expressing anxiety.But this time she didn't stop in the middle of talking as usual, but persisted.

In her words, Maca and Lena are the most frequently mentioned, and every time she mentions them, she will show a grateful look.

"...So, really, really, thank you very much...I like this place very much."

"Just like it," Maca smiled. "As you can feel, the people here are pretty good...Although there are many weird people, everyone is very kind."

And me?Am I kind?

Maca put a big question mark on his head.

"But..." At this point, Tia's tone suddenly sank, and she said slightly lost, "but I'm afraid I can't stay any longer...I, can I... leave?"

"Huh?" Maca said in a puzzled way. "Is there anything wrong? I remember that you are from the United States... Is there a goal that needs to be accomplished in the United Kingdom?"

He paused and added: "To be honest, the situation in the British magical world is very complicated during this time, and it is not safe anywhere outside... If it is possible, it is best not to act alone."

"But I...I must..." Tia grabbed the hem of his robe, "I'm looking for a place... I must find that place! This is the most important goal I have found for persisting in living till now. "

"Find a place?" Maca looked at her and said, "Miss Tiya, what are you looking for? If you go to find it yourself, I guess you will get lost again... Can you tell me? I'm familiar with the British magic world, maybe..."

"Ah...um..."

Tia lowered her head hesitantly, and subconsciously touched her chest with her fingertips, where a small outline faintly appeared.

"Oh, don't force it... I'm just asking." Maca waved his hand.

"No, I think you are right... I should ask someone to ask." Tia said softly, "It's just that this matter is... very important to me. It's impossible to ask someone to ask... …In this case, it seems to be the most appropriate to ask Mr. McLean..."

"Really? Uh... my honor." Maca put the manuscript paper back on the table, then nodded slightly.

In Maca's slightly questioning gaze, Tia took the silver photo pendant that was hidden next to him from the collar and carefully touched the delicate texture on it.

"I mentioned it before?" She said, "I grew up in a Muggle orphanage, and this pendant was stuffed in my baby when I was... ...It should be the only meaningful memorial left to me by my biological parents."

She murmured, as if talking to herself.

"My name'Tia' is the word carved on the back of this pendant, and here—"

With a soft "click", the silver cap of the pendant popped open automatically, and the Muggle photo appeared in front of her again.

"I have been looking at the photos here, imagining what my biological parents would be like... If I live with them, what they will become..." she said softly, in a tone of voice With a touch of sadness that can't be erased.

"I have been bullied by others in the orphanage and in school... But every time I look at it afterwards, I don't feel the pain in my body and my heart anymore, I seem to have... The meaning of continuing to live."

"I heard the dean of the orphanage mentioned that before I was sent to the yard, I was picked up in a wood on the outskirts of the city. In that wood, there seemed to be many scary traces... "

"After I was later selected to study magic in Ifamoni, I realized that the descriptions of traces in the woods I heard from the Muggle Dean seemed to be formed by battles between wizards."

"So, do you think your parents had to leave you in that forest?" Maca thoughtfully said, "...Since you can stay there safely, then your parents... even Is it likely to be still alive?"

"Yes..." Tia nodded as expected, "and... the environment in this photo looks a lot like in the UK..."

"So you came here..." Maca stood up and walked slowly to her side, "Well... let me see..."

When Maca walked this way, she shrank obviously, but she didn't show much resistance.

"Oh... it's really like... um..." Maca looked down at the little photo in the pendant, frowning, as if contrasting with his own memory, "This looks... and Manchester surroundings Some small towns in China are a bit similar..."

In the background of that photo, the low, tracts of bungalows make people feel that there is a sense of "smoke and dust everywhere". It is undoubtedly a town with a little dignified living environment.