Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "Lupin, I heard that the interrogation has a result?"

In the evening, Maca, who had just recovered some strength, could not wait to push the door of the reception room.

"Why did you get out of bed?" Lupin stood up subconsciously when Maca appeared at the door.

"I'm fine..." Maca said, walking quickly to the conference table, "How's the situation? If it doesn't work, use Veritaserum. I have some..."

"No," Lupin looked at him up and down, as if he was confirming whether he really recovered. "When Snape left, he checked their memories with Pantheon—the place where the potion was distributed In the black market, the underground of the Dark Spirit Pavilion."

"Dark Spirit Pavilion?" Makar couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, "Have the fairies been pulled over by them?"

"With the nature of those fairies, most of them feel profitable... but it's impossible for them to completely stand on Voldemort's side. After all, we obviously need to be stronger on our side now."

"Hmm..." Maca thought for a while, "In any case, we should try to avoid conflicts with the fairies. Because they have no signs of trying to cause rebellion again..."

"What do you want to do?" Lupin asked.

"Anyway, let's sneak in first and quietly the situation—"

"Who is going?" Lupin immediately interrupted Maca's words, "Do you want to go by yourself again? I think no one here will agree!"

Hearing the words, Maca looked at the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but saw everyone staring at him.

"Maca, are we companions?" Tonks asked with his lips curled.

"Maca?" Mr. Weasley shrugged at him.

"Uh……"

After a stalemate for a while, Maca had no choice but to raise his hands.

"It's alright, don't stare at me..." He sighed, "This time it's a collective action, let's go to the head office... But! Action personnel must choose carefully!"

"Rely on everyone!" Mrs. Weasley put his shoulders on his shoulders, "In this case, of course individual strength is necessary, but collective strength is also indispensable, right?"

"Yes!" Lu Ping smiled and said, "Since it is a sneak in, someone has to be distracted... You don't want to make a big noise again, do you?"

At this moment, Lenny burst in from outside the door.

"What's a big deal? Do you want to fight? Leni is going too!" She quickly jumped to Maca's side and grabbed his arm. "It's boring to stay at home all day!"

"No! You are not allowed to go!" Maca tapped the crazy girl's head casually, "Let's do it! After dinner for a while, the discussion about the infiltration plan is left to you... I will get a good night's sleep."

"That's the way it should be!" Mrs. Weasley looked at him lovingly, "You are still growing! You have to cherish yourself and stop messing around..."

"Then let's have dinner first! I'm all hungry!"

"Yes, yes! I'm hungry too..."

"And me and me!"

Seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed about to start nagging again, Lupin broke the subject quite promptly, and everyone else in the room was busy with it.

To say that they had known each other as early as students, they were familiar with Mrs. Weasley's rumors.

But Maca waved his hand and asked everyone to wait.

"One more thing," he said, "I have to go to Hogwarts first tomorrow morning. Professor Snape said last night that Dumbledore wanted me to go."

"What's the matter?" Lupin was talking, and he paused suddenly, "Ah-yes, I have actually been concerned about one thing... Dumbledore hasn't heard from him for a long time, Maca. , Do you know the reason?"

After Lupin mentioned this, the members who hadn't noticed it quickly realized the incident.

To say that the Order of the Phoenix was originally an organization set up by Dumbledore to oppose Voldemort, and he personally led the last Wizarding War.

But this time, probably because Maca's abilities are indeed outstanding, so everyone has not had much sense of disobedience.But today, this extremely subtle anomaly has finally been noticed by Lupin.

"Well, I understand what you mean..." Maca thought for a while, "Actually, I don't quite understand, although I can guess some reasons... But if you let it go, it's really not reasonable. "

"Dumbledore's thoughts are not always confusing. If you can't figure it out, please don't guess... He will never harm us, will he?"

Mondungus, who had been sleeping on the conference table all the time, raised his head and languidly persuaded him, but he attracted several pairs of round eyes.

"Although Dunge has always been unreliable, but I think he said it well this time." When everyone was despising Mondungus, Mr. Weasley nodded instead, "The reason why we can gather , Isn’t it because we have always trusted Dumbledore?"

"That's right, so be it..." Maca said with a full face and smiled, "Anyway, Professor Dumbledore will always explain it to us when it's time to say it."

"Yes, that's right, let's get ready to enjoy today's dinner! To celebrate the recovery of Little Maca, Miss Lena and I can have a big meal today!"

In the atmosphere where Mrs. Weasley became active again, everyone flocked towards the kitchen.

Of course Maca was surrounded by the crowd, and when Tonks pushed forward, Maca's mind floated back to the topic just now.

The recent Dumbledore is indeed not normal. It feels like he is more gracious than before, and...seems to be lazier?

Although Maca didn't notice when this situation started, the faint sense of disobedience has indeed become stronger recently.

"Come here, all sit down..." Mrs. Weasley greeted everyone, while waving her wand, delivering plates of delicious food, "Well, Tonks, come and change your face! Click it!"

"Oh, of course!" Tonks smiled and looked at Maca, "Hey! What do you like to watch?"

"Huh?" Maca blinked, a little absent-mindedly, "Oh, what...Hua Guo bites cabbage?"

"Is that still a face!" When Tonks heard this, his complexion suddenly stiffened, and he said angrily, "Do you want me to turn my head into a big cabbage?"

"Doesn't bite cabbage have a mouth..." Maca, who came back to his senses, smiled and spread his hands.

"Huh!" Tonks put his arms around his chest, dissatisfied, "You want to change yourself!"

In a lively atmosphere, everyone sat around a table and had a sumptuous dinner.After that, Maca accompany everyone talking and laughing, and after eating for a while, he went back to sleep first.

That night, clouds gathered in the sky again, concealing the stars and moon in the sky.

Speaking of, the weather at night has not been very good recently. Although the sun is still shining during the day, no one can guarantee that it will be the same the next day.

Just like some things, even the prophets' predictions could not be accurately predicted.

...

As if telling the people last night, don't worry about the future, the next morning the weather was so good and intoxicating.

Although the air is gradually becoming a little cooler, most of us have changed into thin fleece vests or sweaters.But the feeling of being able to bathe in the warm sunshine since the early morning is enough to wipe away the darkness in every corner of people's hearts.

Listening to the crisp calls of the little birds and breathing the fresh air around him, Maca couldn't help but let go of his tight mind.

Ever since he discovered that Villi might be the maker of the potion, he couldn't relax for a moment.

Obviously knowing that no matter how urgent the situation is, things must be resolved step by step.But the furry feeling in his heart couldn't be calmed down.

"Would you like to take a look at Luna first..." Maca walked lightly on the lawn in front of Hogwarts Castle, thinking to himself, "No, let's forget it, wait until the matter is resolved. Come on! Go with Luna to Hogsmeade Village and have fun..."

Thinking like this, he walked quickly across the lawn and into the castle foyer.

"Maca?"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a voice calling himself, with a surprise that could not be concealed in his tone.

"Maca, are you back again?"

Maca turned his head and looked at it, then smiled.

"Good morning, Hermione." He said hello naturally, "'again'? Why does it sound like I am not welcome back?"

"How come! But... it is indeed'again'!"

Hermione was standing in front of the bulletin board at the moment. It seemed that she was reading a notice all over the bulletin board just now. When she was about to turn around and leave, she happened to see Maca coming in from the door.

"Today...Is the ancient magic text class going to continue again?" Hermione said happily, but there was a vague feeling of having nothing to say.

Maca shrugged with regret: "Sorry, although I would like to teach everyone too, but not today...I am going to the principal's office now."

"Oh, it's okay, I know you have been very busy..." Hermione shook her hands hurriedly, but regretful but quite obvious, "Uh... is there anything we can help recently?"

"Of course there is!" Maca smiled, "Help me stare at Umbridge, and contact the'home' as soon as possible if something is wrong... I am not perfunctory, this matter is also very important!"

"No problem! I stare every day!" Hermione said, and suddenly beckoned to Maca, "Yes, talking about this..."

Pulling Maca to the door, Hermione repeated Trelawney's prediction.This time, because Ron was rarely witty, he remembered the content of the prophecy very clearly, and Hermione was also relieved to convey it now.

When Maca heard it as a prophecy, she immediately put away her smile and listened carefully.