Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "...You want to...take them away?"

When Joshua saw Maca walking out of the dungeon with a group of ragged children, his face showed a clear panic.

Maca just glanced at him and continued on.Behind him, the wounded children supported each other and silently followed his pace.

Unlike Joshua, who has long been tortured and distorted his character, these children are still shallow in receiving the poison, and a certain part of their heart has not been invaded by obedience.

Even if they still dare not speak, their actions are surprisingly consistent.

"No, no...you can't take them away...the master will..."

"Do you want to go together too?"

Maca stood still and interrupted him.

"...Me? No, no...I..."

"Your master has abandoned you, hasn't he?" Maca still stood there without looking back.

"...I...but...mark..."

Hearing the word "mark", Maca couldn't help but move in his heart.He suddenly turned around and looked at Joshua calmly, but his eyes were unusually sharp.

"So..." Maca looked at him and said, "If I remove the Deathly Hallows mark for you, would you want to leave with me?"

"Go, remove? Impossible...I..." Joshua said incoherently, and placed both hands on his chest, where the brand mark was.

"Will you want to leave with me?"

No matter how shaken his heart was, Maca's voice remained as flat as ever.

Perhaps only to a certain extent, the "master" will give these children a mark.According to Maca's previous observation, the brand mark should have been completed by some kind of dark magic.

"I... leave?" Joshua looked at Maca blankly, and after a while, he said in a dull way, "Where can I go..."

"Think of it myself."

Maca dropped these words, then turned around again, and walked in the same direction as when he came back and forth.

Joshua stood by the entrance of the dungeon, watching Maca's back get further and further away from him, watching the children who were not even interested in looking at him, his hands gradually tightened.

Having lived here for so many years, he has never thought about what it would be like if he were free, but now, this reality is clearly before his eyes.

That wizard younger than himself... can he remove the mark his master has given him?The brand that tortured you day after day, year after year... can it really be removed?

Maybe it can?That wizard is terribly strong... Maybe it can?

"...I want to go with you!" Joshua suddenly yelled out, "I don't want to be beaten anymore! I want...to live the same life as when my mother was still there!"

The page of memory that had been in the dust for a long time quietly opened in his heart, and the faded picture seemed to reappear before his eyes.

"...Really?" Maca finally turned around again, looking at him in the distance, "It's a pity, I can't give you something like that... If you want, you have to work hard. I can It’s just an opportunity for you."

After all, Maca led the children to the direction of the restaurant, and Joshua, who was stunned, hurried to catch up.

...

"Take off your shirt and sit in a chair."

In the dining room of the monastery, Maca lit the firewood in the fireplace and urged to Joshua.

There was a complex emotion entwined in Joshua's heart. He removed his clothes in silence, revealing a thin and equally scarred upper body.

And on his chest, the Death Saint mark looming with black and purple aura was actually not conspicuous, because the strange veins spreading around that mark were much more eye-catching than it.

After he sat down on the back chair, Maca came to him with the staff and carefully probed the mystery.

"... There is no doubt that there is a curse on the imprint. But..." Maca frowned slightly, sensing the magic fluctuations in it, "Huh? What is this extra magic point?"

Unlike ordinary wizards, he can clearly sense the magic power at close range, and it will be easier to analyze the spell.Soon he discovered something suspicious from the vague and complicated magical fluctuations.

He immediately took out a stack of manuscript paper and placed it on the dining table next to him, sometimes using his magic power to touch the brand mark, and sometimes writing and drawing, as if he was calculating something.

However, just as he observed the magic feedback in it again, and leaned over to perform the exercise again, his hand holding the quill suddenly stopped.

Although he is particularly good at analyzing magic spells, it also takes time, and it is far from complete at the moment.

What caused him to terminate the deduction process was a particularly obvious wave of magic power!

Maca turned around suddenly, the quill in his hand had been tossed aside, and he clenched his staff again.And in his eyes, he saw the dark purple light radiating from the Deathly Hallows mark on Joshua's chest.

Maca frowned and sensed the magic change in it, and took a cautious step back a little later, placing the staff in his hand between him and Joshua.

Immediately afterwards, Joshua stared at him suddenly, and the cowardice that should have been in the pair of eyes had completely disappeared.What Maca can feel at this moment is a kind of indifferent depth.

"...Hello, boy."

Joshua spoke without warning, but his tone was full of vicissitudes.

"Do you still like the gift I gave you?"

Maca finally confirmed what he was deducing just now—it should be a spell that could connect from a distance and force the soul of the person to be casted.

"...What do you mean?" Maca looked straight into those eyes and said, "Is the parchment in Newmont Gadry?"

A deep smile appeared on the other's face.

"Don't be kidding!" Maca sternly said, "Your conspiracy will not succeed! I will not let you hurt any of my friends! With me, you can't even step into Hogwarts!"

"Yes, I believe you have this strength," the other party nodded slightly, "but, why don't you think about it, where are you now?"

As soon as he said this, Maca's face suddenly changed, and after a brief shock, his face was full of intense anger.But before he could say anything, the other party smiled softly.

"Well, what a kind child..."

"Joshua" turned his head, looked left and right, and nodded calmly.

"No wonder Albus would choose you. This should suit his appetite, because'love' is his truth!" He said, then sighed again, "Save a group of people trapped in the dungeon waiting to die Not counting the child, even this child wants to save, you are a real Hufflepuff."

"But, can you save everyone in this world?" he asked, looking at Maca.

"You don't need to worry about it!" Maca glared at him, fiercely, "Professor Dumbledore has kept you there for so many years, don't you have the slightest reflection? I warn you! If you dare to Huo Gowarz, even if I go through every inch of the world, I will find you!"

"Really?" The other party nodded earnestly, "I will wait for that day! Also, as a good friend of your teacher, I want to give you a word-you might as well go back to Hogwarts earlier. ,how is it?"

"What's wrong with Hogwarts! You make it clear--" Maca roared.

"Um... you have a very interesting magic wand!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, the dark purple light on Joshua's chest dimmed suddenly, and the depth in his eyes gradually faded, turning into a confused color.

When Maca, who was standing in front of him, saw this, the anger on his face suddenly disappeared and his usual calmness was restored.

"His—" Maca frowned and mumbled softly, "It's just the last few steps to be traced, it's a pity."

Although he was a little angry, he was not so angry yet.In fact, from the moment he saw the parchment at the Tower of Newmondgard, he began to doubt Greenward's purpose.

The content on that parchment was very simple. Greenward told Maca through it that he was going to make a comeback and restart the subversive cause that Dumbledore had terminated.

In it, he also specifically stated that Hogwarts without Dumbledore would be completely destroyed.

However, what is the point of leaving such a thorough "criminal notice"?Is it just to provoke people who go there?

Yes, it is a provocation!Maca discovered the doubt on the spot.

There is no doubt that the guy who left this kind of text, if it is not an idiot with an IQ beyond the passing line, must want to divert the attention of others.

But what exactly does that Gellert Greenward want to do?Maca has no answer to this question.

In line with the principle of "the enemy's weakness is his own weight", Maca smashed Numongard on the spot, and the smash was clean and decisive, releasing his anger to his heart's content.

Even if he had only doubts in his heart, nothing more.

But just now, Greenward appeared inexplicably, making Maca wonder again.Because the opponent's appearance this time was too abrupt, and there was no reason at all.

What "As a good friend of your teacher, I want to give you a word", will the first-generation Black Demon, who used all means to achieve his goal, say such a thing?

Anyway, Maca said he didn't believe anything.

Of course, even so, he must go back.Even if he knew that the other party had a purpose, the safety of Hogwarts was indeed an important point he had to care about.

"But don't worry about it..."

Maca picked up the quill pen from the ground, checked whether the tip of the pen was broken, and then dipped it in ink to continue the deduction on the manuscript paper.

Just now, while pretending to express his anger, he also sensed some other things from the brand mark in the activation...