Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "...I only have one request, please stop it, my friend!"

When Voldemort said this, his gaze at Maca contained an inexplicable comfort, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

Maca pursed his lips slightly, and his palm holding the staff was pale, but his heart was not shaken.

It's not that he can't die... Rather, no matter who it is, he will face the day of death.Doesn't Dumbledore often say, "Death is not the end, but another great adventure"?

But at least for now, he can't die.

Voldemort was not a trustworthy person. From the moment when Wei Li was held hostage, he had never considered releasing both Wei Li and his daughter.

Wei Li's father is very strong, this is what Maca has experienced with his staff.Maca, who also fought with Voldemort, knew very well that if Willie's father started a battle with Voldemort, Voldemort would probably lose.

When Voldemort loses, he will no longer be Voldemort, and the Bewitching Monument will swallow his soul mercilessly.And on this point, Voldemort himself definitely understood better than him.

Under such a premise, Voldemort would not choose to let him go after offending his father.

"...Villy."

Maca turned her back to the girl's side and called out with a volume that could only be heard by herself.

"Oh! By the way, didn't I just say that? I have a'good news' to tell you..."

In this silence, Voldemort's leisurely tone echoed again.

"Before you go to the meeting to die, I think it's better for you to know this news... After all, you have been busy for so long, and finally you should know the ending soon, right?

"What?" Maca asked concisely.

"Our common teacher, Albus Dumbledore, has already taken you one step ahead of you to find the Death to share the tea party!" Voldemort spread his hands and smiled. "How is it? Is it great news?"

Maca narrowed his eyes and snorted.

"Where did you see such a cold joke? "Singing against the tune"?"

"Joke?" Voldemort's mouth twitched, but his eyes stared at Maca unblinkingly, "Maybe! I told you anyway. As for what you want to think, I can't control..."

He paused and gestured towards Maca.

"...Then, it's almost time, please get on the road!"

How to do?Will the magic power be activated at full speed, and the power of the cooling rune will be fully exploded?

No, in the desperate situation, he may be able to guarantee that he will not die from serious injury, but Wei Li can never control it.

So, is there any other way?For example, use a secret technique to compete with the wizard who is disguised as Hesija for speed?

No, although he is confident in his own casting speed, he cannot cast spells faster than the opponent at zero range.

But after all, does the other party really dare to hurt Wei Li?

No, this is just a gambling, and the chip to participate in the gambling is still Wei Li's life...

Countless thoughts circulated rapidly in Maca's mind. The scenes were rehearsed again and again, and then rejected again and again.Even if he felt that his brain was almost drained, he still couldn't stop thinking.

"Don't do it yet? Mr. Hogwarts the righteous?" Voldemort said with interest.

Is there really no way?Really...I can't help it, right?

"I'm sorry, Luna... It seems that I have never made the decision to pierce that layer of paper. It is correct." Maca whispered in his heart, "Unexpectedly, I would still be a liar in the end."

At the next moment, the staff in Maca's hand moved slightly, and in Voldemort's alert sight, the cooling rune floated towards Maca's forehead.

"For a'weak' like me, let's'give up' the choice..."

"Maca!"

Just as the cooling rune floated to Maca's forehead leisurely, Wei Li's voice suddenly sounded.Although the voice was still flat, but when it fell into Maca's ears, it seemed that there was something more.

"What's more?"

At that moment, only such a question flashed through Maca's mind.

In the next instant, an unspeakable strange wave spread out in a spherical shape centered on Wei Li.The speed of its expansion seems to have made time seem like nothing, and it has drowned everyone present in silence.

Is time stagnating?No, it doesn't seem like this...

Except for Wei Li, the faces of everyone else became dull, and their hands fell weakly, as if something had taken their souls away.

For a moment, there was silence in the stone room, only the even breathing sound continued.

"...Maca."

Willie gently pushed the wand away from her neck and got off the bed on her tiptoe.The sparkling white hair behind her slid from the bed with her movements, almost hanging down to the bend of her legs.

After whispering Maca's name again, Wei Li silently bypassed her father and stood in front of Maca.

"Should you...should come?" The girl looked up at Maca's face, her long eyelashes flickered, and said faintly, "Um...probably, I don't know either."

As she was talking, she took out a potion bottle from the pocket of her pajamas—the brown translucent bottle, exactly the same as the potion bottle that caused the case outside.

"No, I'm just lying to myself..." Vilinane said authentically, "lied to myself."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stretched out her left hand, tapped Maca's chin with her fingertips, and lifted his face slightly.The sleeve of the pajamas slipped quietly at this moment, revealing a white wrist.

Because Maca raised her head and opened her mouth automatically, Wei Li unplugged the cork and poured the liquid medicine in the bottle into Maca's mouth carefully.

The liquid medicine slipped into the throat, causing Maca to swallow subconsciously.

Wei Li looked at Maca quietly. After all the potions were poured, she raised her sleeves and carefully wiped off the stains on Maca's mouth.

Not long after, Maca's pupils that had lost focus suddenly shrank.

"Good afternoon, Maca."

It was still a calm greeting, and still a plain tone, but Maca was shocked.

"Villi...you..."

Maca was not surprised by the situation at hand, because he had no time to take care of it at the moment.What surprised him was the refreshing smile on Wei Li's face.

"……you laughed?"

"Only today, with the exception." Wei Li put her hands behind her back, raised her head and looked at Maca quietly, and answered in a soft voice.

Suddenly, before Maca had time to think about it, she looked around quickly as if she had noticed something.Immediately afterwards, he discovered that, except for him and Wei Li, the other three looked at Wei Li almost at the same time.

The three pairs of eyes with desire in the manic, made him without hesitation to cross the staff, blocking Willy behind him.

"What happened? They..." Maca said vigilantly, "Huh? Voldemort's situation seems to be different from everyone else..."

"hateful--"

Voldemort had obviously regained his sanity, but somehow he suddenly became extremely painful.

But seeing him clutching his head with enough effort, his body exploded into black air, but in an instant it condensed into a solid body, and even made a hysterical scream.

"This is... the power of the Bewitching Monument is attacking his soul again?" Maca frowned and said to himself.

At the same time, Willie's father and the wizard who pretended to be Hesga suddenly looked at each other, their eyes became more and more violent, as if they would rush to each other in the next second, and desperately tore each other apart.

"what--"

Voldemort let out another miserable howl, then turned into a twisted black gas, rushed straight into the tunnel outside the stone room door, and lost his trace in the blink of an eye.

"Maca..." Wei Li stepped lightly and stood beside Maca, "knock them out."

"Ok?"

Maca was stunned, but saw that Wei Li's father had raised the wand in his hand and pointed it at the other party.He stopped thinking about it.Immediately waved the staff, sending out two coma spells with high intensity.

With two muffled sounds of "bang bang", the two of them both rolled down to the corner as if they had been hit hard.

"...Villy."

Maca, who had no clue at all, looked at Wei Li again—he was obviously the only one who could explain this situation.

"All this... can you tell me now?"

Wei Li nodded slightly, but did not answer immediately.She continued to watch Maca showing her smile, as if she wanted to make up for the past.

There was a jerky tenderness on that smile, which made people feel peaceful.

After a while, she looked at Maca and asked softly, "Do you remember... that story?"

"What story?" After returning to Vili's smile, Maca said blankly.

"You told the story of the origin of Veeva..." said Wei Li.

At her reminder, a picture soon appeared in Maca's mind.It was the beginning of the three-final match, and he came to the dinner at Hogwarts with Durmstrang's teachers and students.

When he and Willie talked about Miss Fleur Delacour of Boothbarton, along with the ancient legend.

It was a beautiful girl living in an ancient desert country. She seemed to be favored by some kind of bad luck, and she had a charm that confuses all beings.

That kind of charm can make people fall into a wonderful illusion, and unconsciously go crazy and kill each other.

As the girl flees in panic, the horrible chaos spread quickly. Wherever she went, people scrambled to kill and blood flowed...

"Could it be that……"

Maca was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the two people rolling in the corner.When he overlapped the legend with reality, a sense of absurdity emerged spontaneously.