Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "Professor, is your place... much cleaner than before?"

In the principal's office, Maca, who had bid farewell to Hermione, immediately noticed the difference as soon as he entered the door.

"Actually, it used to be very clean, but the piled things were too messy, and they have been sorted out recently..." Dumbledore stood up from behind his desk with a smile, and walked up to greet him.

"At least the sorting cap must be clean," Maca picked up the top hat on the shelf. "I told it at the sorting ceremony-it's time to take a shower!"

"Hey? Little Badger, don't turn me around with your paws, I am a new hat now!" The sorting hat turned around immediately and yelled.

"Is the new hat still patched?" Maca rolled his eyes.

But the sorting hat was quite unconvinced, and once again blocked Maca's hand with the brim of the hat, and straightened the tip of the hat with pride.

"This is fashion! Fashion understand? Don't talk if you don't understand!"

"Yes, you are the most fashionable..."

Macca put him back on the shelf, laughing and crying, then turned his head in the sorting hat, only to see Dumbledore smiling at them.

"Professor, what are you going to give me?" he asked curiously.

"Well, don't worry about that..." Dumbledore greeted him, "Would you like to sit down with a cup of tea? Soak up the sun and relax?"

"Oh—" Maca thought for a while, "Okay... I mean, why not?"

The two sat face-to-face at the small round table vacated by the window. Dumbledore drew his wand and pointed to the table top. Two teacups with saucers and a steaming teapot appeared on it.

And as he tapped again, a plate of jelly cookies also appeared.

"Try it! Honey Duke's new product-wishing cookies."

Dumbledore said, picking one first, then he pointed his mouth at the jelly-filled depression in the cookie, and said roundly, "Lemon!"

Before the words fell, the red jelly immediately turned yellow.

"Look! That's it..." He showed Maca as if offering a treasure, then opened his mouth and took a bite. "The advertising paper says that you can make any wish! But I tried it after dinner yesterday. After Weier's discovery, the smell doesn't seem to be very similar..."

"'Sniff from a giant monster'?" Maca grinned, "Next time you go to the boys' bathroom in the basement with a snack, it looks alike without wishing..."

"Really?" Dumbledore said curiously, "I haven't been there in a while... You know, Hogwarts Castle is really big!"

"That bathroom is also blocked--it wasn't myrtle, it's really blocked!" Maca spread out, "but almost no one goes there."

As he spoke, he picked a cookie and pointed his mouth at the depression like Dumbledore.

"Hmm... Moonlight chrysanthemum honey?" Maca said tentatively.

However, the jelly on the cookie did not change at all, it was still the default red color-it was probably strawberry flavor.

"This can't work, it's too demanding!" Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.

Maca shrugged, and compromised: "Custard pudding."

The old and the young sat opposite each other. After thinking about this cookie for a while, they turned their attention to other topics.

"I heard about the potion from Severus recently. How's Kingsley?" Dumbledore asked like a chatter after drinking lipstick tea.

"Oh, the antidote has been researched out. I just took Kingsley yesterday... His symptoms have deepened. It seems that he needs to take a few more medicines." Maca replied, "But the danger should be It's gone."

"That's good..." Dumbledore nodded clearly.

"Then...Professor, I heard from Hermione just now that Professor Trelawney made a new prediction." This time Maca asked, "What do you think of that prediction?"

"Don't worry too much. Although it doesn't look good on the surface, it shouldn't be a big problem." Dumbledore said casually, "As for the details, you can figure it out by yourself..."

"Oh-is it?" Maca said hesitantly.

"Don't worry! Just do it as you want--" Dumbledore said lightly. "You can be your own right now. I can't help you... Maybe I have to ask you to help me. !"

"'Request' or something, don't say that..." Maca immediately shook his head, "I need to do anything, just say it!"

"Of course, if there is anything you can help, I will definitely say." Dumbledore said, looking at Maca quite meaningfully.

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Maca also murmured.Although it was not a burden, he knew that Dumbledore would not be aimless.

In the future, or soon, Dumbledore would speak with him.It's just that Maca doesn't know what "requests" he will say again.

After Dumbledore's words, the two of them drank fragrant black tea while lazily basking in the sun.Occasionally, a gust of wind blows the side of the neck, which also brings a touch of warmth.

Once upon a time, Maca had always longed for such a comfortable life; but now, he only feels such a leisurely life, which is a bit too luxurious.

"Professor, what is the matter when you call me this time, shouldn't you?" Maca couldn't help but ask again, "When the current situation is resolved, we will have many opportunities to have tea and chat together."

Dumbledore retracted his gaze from the window and smiled and said, "Well, since you are in such a hurry, let's talk about today's business..."

"Well... it's a'business', but it's actually a small matter..."

While talking, he picked up the wand in his hand quite casually, turned the handle of the wand and handed it in front of Maca.

"Last time I heard Garrick say... he said you seem to be able to use any wand?" Dumbledore said curiously, "Why... try this too?"

"Uh... are you talking about Mr. Garrick Ollivander in the Wand Shop?" Maca was stunned, but did not immediately reach out, "Professor, you want me to try the old wand?"

"Huh? Do you know it too?" Dumbledore nodded indifferently. "Yes! Try it...see if it's great or you?"

"This--"

Maca really wanted to take it over and study it, but the origin of the wand in Dumbledore's hand was really extraordinary, and its characteristics were quite distinct, he really didn't dare to reach out and get it rashly.

"Pick it up and take a look," Dumbledore said. "You should know that the phrase'the magic wand chooses the wizard' has always been the truth that Garrick believes in. And your presence has always troubled him!"

As Dumbledore said, the transformation of the wand began when Garrick Ollivander officially took over the family's wand shop.

Before that, wizards had to order magic wands to purchase.

They will bring a variety of cores to the wand shop by themselves, and use some magical materials passed down by their ancestors, family beliefs, or they feel suitable as the cores.

It was Garrick Ollivander who put forward the concept of "the magic wand chooses the wizard" and thus led the trend of an era.

Of course, he actually discovered this concept from a certain volume of ancient books.

But in fact, Maca himself doesn't believe in such things as "the magic wand chooses the wizard".This is not only related to his own situation, but the main reason is that the wand is a tool created to facilitate spell casting.

Maca admitted that Ollivander's approach was correct.

After all, the scope of knowledge of wand learning is too broad, and it is difficult to get started, and in-depth research is more time-consuming and laborious. In addition, the inheritance of knowledge is fragmented, so that not to mention choosing a wand, even making a wand is very difficult.

Therefore, the practice of matching a wizard with a large number of magic wands is indeed much better than customizing the wizard with the core material.

But doing it right does not mean that Ollivander’s concept is also correct.

According to the ancient books in the Royna Chamber of Secrets, at the time, wizards who were sufficiently knowledgeable made their own wands.

As the fairies who are good at creating magic items insist-the ownership of magic items should always be kept in the hands of the maker.

Only now, not only has the inheritance of wizards become thinner, but the persistence of the fairies has already changed.

Maca told Dumbledore what he thought, which did arouse some of Dumbledore's interest.

"...To be honest, I'm not very familiar with wand learning, but..." Dumbledore said with interest, "Do you make your own wand? It sounds really good..."

"The weird wand you used, you made it yourself-the spinal cord of the dementor?"

"Yeah!" Maca spread out his hands and said, "Unfortunately, I lost it recently..."

"Isn't that just right?" Dumbledore smiled, and passed the wand again. "This is for you."

"But, why all of a sudden—" Maca said in a puzzled manner.

"You need it more than I do, don't you?" Dumbledore said naturally, "You are the main person facing danger now... and I, as long as I am responsible for guarding Hogwarts!"

While saying this, Dumbledore appeared unusually brisk.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you! It was you who allowed me to let go of my burden and embark on a more selfish magical journey."

Maca couldn't help but feel touched-this old wizard who dedicated most of his life to the magic world seemed to finally come out of the self-constraint called "ideal".

"Uh..." Macka paused, slightly embarrassed, "Although it is true... but..."

After a little hesitation, Maca still did not pick up the old wand, but stretched his hand to his waist...