Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...You mean, there are really so many independent elves there? Really? Really?"

When Maca told Hermione about the situation on Roynamy Island, three "really" popped out in her mouth, and the excitement from the heart was immediately revealed.

There is no doubt that Hermione is a kind girl.

After learning about the abnormal situation of contemporary house elves, she often thinks about how to improve their unreasonable lives.

No, even if it is difficult, at least they should make their working conditions more consistent with common sense-every worker has the right to get the most basic salary and holidays!

However, this has to let the poor house elves understand this first.Otherwise, no matter how hard others work, they may not be able to get the best results.

Thus, SEES (Household Elf Spiritual Liberation Society) came into being.

"There are indeed a large group on that island. There should be hundreds of them as far as I have seen... No, I think there are more than that!"

Maca vaguely remembered that when he left the island for the first time, he saw a large area on the island beach.Leaving aside other things for the time being, in terms of combat power alone, they are all very impressive.

"It must be too late these few days... Next week! I'll send you to see them next week..." He thought for a while, "Those elves don't speak English, so I must be a translator by then. Yes. But listening to the elder elves said, regardless of the type of language, they can understand the general meaning of our words... Maybe it is a kind of talent of them!"

"The elf is really amazing!" Hermione sighed immediately.

"Oh-with Maca's help this time, her activities are probably going to get bigger and bigger!" Ron leaned close to Harry and muttered quietly, "Speaking of which, she sees (sees) How many badges have been made?"

"Who knows?" Harry shrugged. "I just remember the last time her Honey Duke candy jar was almost full..."

"Candy jar? Kind of honey candy?" Ron said curiously.

Harry shook his head vigorously, rolled his eyes and said, "No, it's a jar of chocolate balls filled with strawberry custard — remember last Christmas? It was the extra-value jar that the Duke of Honey launched..."

"Oh-Merlin's smelly sock!" Ron patted his forehead sharply.

"...But I have to remind you not to talk to the elves about salary. They help humans out of interest. If you don't want them to refuse to talk to you, you must keep in mind their principles-in talking with them. During the conversation, I already understood this deeply!"

...

After dinner, Maca said goodbye to Hermione and the others, and went straight up the stairs to the school hospital on the second floor.He really wanted to know more about what happened to Joshua before.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

After he gently knocked on the door of the school hospital politely, the door opened from the inside after a while.

"McLean, I asked Minerva to inform you at noon. Why are you here now?" Madam Pomfrey said with a little dissatisfaction. "Visiting patients at night is not conducive to their rest..."

"Am I just coming back soon?" Maca smiled apologetically. "By the way, how is Miss Schoen's situation? Is Professor Snape's antidote prepared?"

"It should be soon, probably in these two days!" Madam Pomfrey was clearly aware of these work matters, and she answered without thinking.

"Oh, isn't it?" Maca nodded clearly, "Since this is the case, then I'll take a look later..."

"You can think about it yourself! Don't you want to visit the doctor? Now, come in quickly!" Madam Pomfrey no longer cares about what he said, immediately urged, "Give you fifteen minutes, one second It won't be more."

"Oh-please, can't you just get more?" Maca spread his hands.

However, Mrs. Pomfrey did not eat him.She took out a pocket watch, opened the cover and glanced at it, the action was simply neat.

"Are you sure you won't go in? There are fourteen minutes and forty-nine seconds left..."

"Okay, okay! I see--"

Maca immediately raised his hands as a sign of surrender, and then walked to the ward with helpless expression.

The ward was as quiet as ever, except for Helen, who was still lying on a bed separated by a curtain, only Joshua, who was lying in a stiff expression.

Of course, this is a ward after all, and fewer people is a good thing.

When Maca passed Helen's bed, he pulled aside the curtain and took a look.Inside, Helen was still lying on the bed with a haggard face, her breath was a little weak, but she was still calm.

"Joshua?"

Maca came to another hospital bed not far away and called out.

"Mike...Lane..." Joshua suddenly opened his eyes when he was sleeping a little, then turned over and sat up quickly, "McLean! I...I have something...no, not me, it's Zoe. ... Zoe has something..."

"Don't be nervous, just speak slowly." Maca sat down on the tall stool next to the hospital bed and waved his hand casually, "Also, who is Zoe?"

"It's me at the master..." Joshua said, and there was another meal. "No, he is no longer my master...Lenny, his name is Lenny-I met Zoe in his manor. Yi, a woman who was captured by Lenny."

"Lenny?"

Maca thought about it carefully, and found that she had no particular impression of the name.This wizard named Lenny should be Greenward's old partisan, but it was obviously not exposed to the public eye.

"What then? Zoe...what happened to her?" Maca motioned for him to continue.

"I... I wanted to save her at the time. I felt that I could mobilize my own strength... But I seemed to lose control on the spot..." Joshua regretted, "I don't know what happened afterwards, but Yi, she must still be in that manor! I think...I think..."

At the end of the day, the cowardly boy began to hesitate again, obviously not daring to say anything to please Macca casually.

Maca looked at him for a while, then smiled thoughtfully and asked nonchalantly: "Is that woman named Zoe very beautiful?"

"Yes, I've never seen her like her--oh, no, it's not like this--" Joshua, who was full of confusion, was asked casually, and subconsciously told the truth in his heart.

"Okay," Maca gestured, "You want me to save her, don't you? Of course that's okay, because I was going to go there, so it's not a big deal to save her by the way. I have to remind you that it’s hard to say what her condition is now, you have to be psychologically prepared."

"...Is...is it too late?" When Joshua heard it, his face suddenly paled.

"It's not too late, I can't say. But since your old master will take her back, and has not dealt with her immediately, it means that it is necessary to save her life." Maca thought a little bit. , I quickly speculated some possibilities, "Perhaps the effect of the pantheon technique is not good, or maybe there are other uses...In short, as long as the woman named Zoe is smart enough, there may be salvation."

After Maca's casual analysis, Joshua's face finally looked better.He still has a great affection for Zoe, but judging from his personality, it is really hard to tell how much this affection occupies in his heart.

"that--"

"I'll be over when I prepare," Maca said, "but before that, you have to tell me the location of the manor and the defensive layout of the manor. Although the silent person under his hand can't constitute me. It’s too threatening, but that’s the United States after all. It’s not convenient for me to make too much noise there."

That's how it is said, but right now the American side itself is already messy enough, there is not much more than him.

"Okay, I will..."

After Joshua had said everything he knew, Maca secretly figured it out for a while.

To be honest, it is not difficult to formulate a targeted plan, but it is difficult to take into account the reaction that the Magic Congress will make.

From where you are, you can find that sometimes the so-called "good" power will inevitably have more scruples.Creation and maintenance are always more difficult than destruction.

Maca sat on the stool for a moment, and then continued to speak.

"...I understand roughly what you said." He nodded and said, "I will be there tonight, and I will probably be back tomorrow... During this period, you just lie in bed and wait. Right!"

At this point, Maca seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly smiled.

"...You are now Madam Pomfrey's patient! No one dares to tell you what to do here," he joked, "including yourself!"

After that, he stood up, dusted his robe and headed towards the door of the ward.

Just before leaving the ward, his sleeve shook slightly inadvertently, and a small dark shadow quietly fell from the sleeve, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared under the bed by the door and disappeared.

"...The time is quite accurate."

Just as Maca walked out naturally, Madam Pomfrey on the other side of the corridor opened her pocket watch and glanced at the time again, and murmured a little.

Before the voice was over, with a buzzing sound, the torches in the hallway began to go out one by one-the light-off time of the school hospital just arrived.

Before long, another oil lamp was lit in the corridor that was gradually dimming.Madam Pomfrey gently picked it from the end of the corridor, carrying it and walking slowly towards her office.

Night has already fallen again.