Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() After Maca and Harry separated that day, he left Hogwarts' range and disappeared into the bushes at the school gate.

Judging from the situation where Sirius asked Hedwig to pass the blood book, he must be in a very bad situation.But since even Hedwig can fly away, it might still be in time.

But Maca did not expect that when he reappeared from the space movement of the door key, he would cross the North Atlantic directly.

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New York, USA, two o'clock in the morning.

New York at night is not gloomy and gloomy.

Even if it had just rained, the dark clouds in the sky had not dissipated with the night wind, and the dazzling neon lights and a large number of traffic headlights illuminated the whole street like daylight.

Muggle citizens wandering around New York’s night life, walking fast or slow on the street, enjoying the unique and wonderful air after the rain.

And just beside this bustling street, in a dark and humid alley, a small spider is hanging upside down under the eaves of a bakery.

Suddenly, a shimmering light flickered in the belly of the spider, and with a slight soft noise, the space under the eaves contracted and twisted strangely.

"Wow!"

A teenager with a costume different from that of Muggle suddenly appeared in the twisted space, and then sat down in the trash can directly under the spider.

"call--"

The boy sighed with a subtle expression, then waved his hand gently.

Suddenly, the trash can suddenly turned over for half a week, and he dumped out the trash in him.But I never thought that this young man was agile and stood firmly on the ground, and the garbage was stagnant in the air.

Seeing him stretched out his hand again and waved his hand as if dusting off the dust, the trash can and all kinds of trash in the air immediately returned to their original state like a film rewind.

This boy is naturally Maca.

Just as he sneaked into the British Ministry of Magic last time, he drew positioning runes on the belly of each eight-eyed giant spider, and the flexible use of the door key could ease the trouble of not being able to apparate normally.

"Is there jet lag?" Maca looked around and said casually, "Little Eight, come down!"

Without raising his head, he beckoned to the upper eaves, but saw a flash of gray in the eyes of the spider crawling under the eaves, and obediently loosened eight legs and landed on the back of his hand.

"Don't look for this kind of place to lie down next time." Maca said angrily.

As he spoke, he confirmed again that there was no Muggle...or something else.Then he turned and walked deep into the alley.

"Little Eight, where is Sirius?"

In the dim alley that the street lights can't find, he raised his back and asked the spider about the situation.

"...Attack...separate..."

It is not easy for spiders to learn to speak. Their father, Aragok, spent decades with Hagrid's help, and Xiaoba is obviously better at learning than their father.

But even so, in its crunchy voice, the intermittent patchwork of vocabulary is still quite fragmented.It seems that Maca needs a lot of work to wait for them to have a smooth conversation.

Because the time is not easy, Maca slightly used the pantheon technique to gently and accurately read what Xiaoba thought and saw.

"The silent one...?"

Although Xiao Ba hides near Sirius most of the time, but its wisdom is not enough to understand what to observe.

In these days when Sirius left Black’s old house, except for occasionally running out to hunt while Sirius was resting, Sirius had been hiding in Sirius’s ragged robes for the rest of the time.

It wasn't until the moment when Sirius was suddenly violently attacked that it took the initiative to run out and joined the battle to protect Sirius.

However, their opponent is a strange and powerful black mist.

To be honest, the alienated eight-eyed giant spider modified by the hand of Maca is indeed terrifying.Although the basilisk's instant gaze ability seems to have not been fully inherited for some reasons, the petrification effect of its four pairs of gray eyes is outstanding.

Neither living creatures nor dead ghosts can escape the impact of Petrochemical's sight.

Even the Silent Black Mist, whose specific nature has not yet been ascertained by Maca, is covered with a layer of visible gray under Xiao Ba's gaze, and his actions have become much slower.

It is a pity that there were not one or two silent people who attacked Sirius, but four!

Xiao Ba dragged two of them, but the black mist that rushed from the other direction forced Sirius to fight and avoid it, leaving Xiao Ba's protection range and disappearing.

"I hope Sirius will be safe and sound..." Maca put Xiaoba into the sleeve of the wizard robe, frowning in thought, "The key is...what is he doing in America?"

Harry's owl, Hedwig, was not enchanted to maintain long-distance flight, and it was not right in terms of time.He is not sure whether Sirius is still in the United States.

But since Sirius came here, he shelved his actions because of the attack.So, as long as he is not dead, he will definitely set foot on the land of New York again.

According to Sirius's persistent stubbornness to swear to his goals, Maca believed that his speculation should not be wrong.

"So, the question now is...where is he?"

In the end, searching for Sirius and confirming its condition is naturally the first priority.He didn't want to never see that reckless but true temperament man with passion.

After experiencing Dumbledore's death, Maca made it clear in his mind that even if he died, there should be a proper reason and a cemetery for people to mourn.

Whether it is dead or alive, he should find the hopeless fool.

After reconfirming that no one was watching, Maca took out the staff and stretched it forward.In his vision, the flow of magic power became swift, and Sirius's name was outlined on the top of the staff.

"Every person's name is magical. The longer that name is used and the more people are known, the stronger the corresponding magical power will be."-This is a sentence from "Name Magic". .

But knowing how to apply is a confusing subject.

Using magic to add meaning to one's own name, as Voldemort did, is not difficult for Maca personally.

But if the object is someone else’s name, there are more things to be involved.

To find someone by name, even if you only perceive a general location, it takes considerable effort to analyze the person's personality, habits, appearance, experience, etc.

All in all, you must know as much as possible about the other party.

Fortunately, Maca's knowledge of Sirius is quite abundant, and he has covered all aspects that should be known and aspects that should not be known.

"...Hmm." A few minutes later, Maca shook his head.

The result of the induction can only be described in one word, and that is "chaos".

In the process of detection and search, all people or objects related to Sirius will interfere with the detection. The more closely related things are, the greater the interference.

If one of Sirius’s treasure were considered himself, Maca would have a headache.

Fortunately, the target confirmed by Maca seems to be somewhere in New York.If you want to say the general direction...

"...Is it west-southwest?"

If he perceives another location, Maca's suspicion will definitely be stronger.But if it's the same in New York, the possibility of Sirius himself is more likely.

After all, he hadn't heard of Sirius once staying in New York.

After thinking about it, Maca cast a phantom spell on herself, then stepped on the heavy magic book and flew into the air in the direction of perception.

In the fast flight, the colorful street market under Maca gradually receded and was quietly left behind by him.After a while, the lights below began to diminish, and the dimness of the night slowly became the dominant color in the field of vision.

The dark clouds above the head still look heavy and depressed, and the previous rain does not seem to be the last rain of the night.The tidal air kept whistling in Maca's ears, causing him to have the illusion of being wet.

He continued to fly forward in a place that was not too high above the city, but at a certain moment, as if he had noticed something, the magic book under his feet spun around with his body and suddenly dropped to the ground.

It is a narrow street with no people, and the surrounding houses are not too high. Not far away is a dense medium-sized residential area.

On both sides of this street, shops that are no longer open at night have their doors closed, and only one or two supermarkets are still lit.On this quiet street, beside the pale yellow street lamp, there was a little feeling of loneliness.

Maca didn't care about the supermarket. After two quick steps, he turned around and walked to the side of an old-fashioned pizzeria.

This pizzeria looks older than the shops on both sides, not only the signs are broken and faded, but even the windows have only a circle of frames left.

On the side door handle of the pizzeria, there is a notice of "temporary suspension".

The reason why Maca noticed this pizzeria was because it was constantly exuding regular magical fluctuations, showing the curse hidden in it.

"Anyway, go ahead and see..."

He lifted the phantom curse on his body, put away some conspicuous staff, and then reached out to hold the doorknob and twisted it with a "click".

The door was opened smoothly by him, and he took a light step and walked inside.But his body didn't walk into the pizza shop where he could see, but disappeared with a faint fluctuation.

The side door of the pizzeria closed slowly, and a gentle breeze blew the door, blowing the old sign standing next to the side door, and making a few "crunches".