Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! When the house elves living in the Hogwarts kitchen meet the elves of the old Luck who are free , Maca thought they would argue for at least a while.

But in fact, the scene where the two groups of elves met for the first time seemed unusually calm.

The house elves stayed on their own, and after politely greeted the group of elves like Old Luck, they continued to get busy preparing for dinner.As for the performance of Old Rack and the others, they were more indifferent than the house elves.

"...They have a master, and we have freedom, don't they?" Old Luck looked at the house elves who were going back and forth on the stove, calmly and honestly, "As long as there is purpose, agreement, and work, little There is nothing wrong with the elves."

Maca certainly doesn't understand this concept of life, which is completely different from that of human beings, but he can't completely deny all this because of this.

At first, many people thought that the reason why the house elves served the wizards was that they were defeated and captured, but now he has learned of another possibility in the mouth of Old Rack.Therefore, no matter how unreasonable the current facts are, there are still reasons behind them.

Of course, Hermione would definitely still work tirelessly for the rights and awareness of the house elves, and he, Maca, would still help more or less when he could.

Sometimes, what the truth is is actually not that important.Because whenever we make a choice that we think is right, the ghost knows that it is just our own wishful thinking?

If you make a mistake, you will regret it, but the most regrettable thing is usually "not done."

Just like Maca now, when he watched two groups of elves doing their own things, they didn't talk much to each other.To be honest, he did think it was a bit silly, but it was much better than regretting that he didn't bring them in the future.

"Then, let's go!" Maca beckoned, "I have to take you to see where you live, and then assign you a task... Come with me!"

After Maca led them out of the door hole again, the house elves in the kitchen whispered and whispered.

"Look at those terrible elves—they are wearing clothes! This is terrible!"

"No! Where did Mr. McLean find them?"

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After the elves and elves settled in, Maca finally returned to his office.

To be honest, the school year hasn't been completely over yet, but he has encountered so many things that he feels a little numb.

Originally, a Voldemort was tossing about in the British magical world. After some setbacks, he finally had the ability to firmly suppress the opponent.But now, another Greenward came out to make trouble.

The two generations of Dark Lords didn't talk about first-come, first-come, and rushed to him to block his way, leaving him with no right to choose to avoid.

However, although these two top black wizards of different eras are already standing on the opposite side of Hogwarts, there is indeed a big difference in their concepts.Judging from the clues obtained so far, it seems that they have not gathered together, but have chosen their respective directions.

This is barely a blessing in misfortune.

Christmas is approaching now, and Professor McGonagall has already advertised the date of Dumbledore's public funeral.It is conceivable that during the period before the funeral is officially held, although the undercurrent is certainly still raging, it will certainly be calm on the surface.

In other words, during the first half of this Christmas holiday, Maca can take a break anyway.

After tidying up some necessary items that he left in the office, he sat behind his desk and turned over his notes for a while.

There is still snow outside, but the wind is not so strong anymore.The snowflakes were light and erratic, and fell on the snow on the lawn with a little coldness, doing all of their insignificant effort to build that whiteness.

Looking up, the vestibule of Hogwarts is white, and the mountains and the clouds are almost the same color outside, making the sense of distance seem a little blurred.

Most of the students have already signed on the list to go home for Christmas. When Maca stood on the steps in front of the gate, the little wizards passing by would say "Merry Christmas" to him, and then 30-50% The group walked towards the carriage parked on the side of the vestibule.

Maca looked at them, and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for herself.

Compared to being a professor who fights for students, he actually hopes that he is a student who only needs to bury his head in his study and life.But his school days seemed to end too early.

Shaking his head slightly, Maca put aside these trivial feelings, and crunched on the snow to go outside the school gate.

It didn't take long for the space on the deserted street in front of Grimmauld Place to suddenly be distorted, and Maca's figure appeared quietly there.

He opened the hidden old house of Black, opened the door and walked in leisurely.

Mrs. Weasley seemed to have gone back, at least Maca hadn't heard her usual yelling.Therefore, the portrait of Sirius' mother was also covered by curtains, and did not utter sharp and high curses.

There are more people here, but there are fewer people, but overall, it has indeed become a little deserted here.

Maca had just stepped through the hall on a thick carpet, and hadn't decided where to go, but saw a small figure sitting on the stairs.

"Isra?"

The carpet eliminated Maca's already light footsteps, so much so that it was not until he spoke that Isra, who was in a daze, realized his arrival.

"Maca!"

The little girl stood up suddenly and hurriedly ran to Maca and grabbed the sleeve of his robe.

"You came."

Maca touched her hair lightly, a slight smile appeared on her face.

He still liked this child, at least Isla was different from those in the same situation, but still did not give up hope in despair.And strong children always make people feel good.

In Isla's clear gaze, Maca knelt down and took a good look at her.

"Still so thin, do you have a good meal?"

Isla nodded timidly. The excitement when she saw Maca on the first day gradually faded, and the accustomed silence returned to her.

Maca didn't care, because the other children must be more silent than Isra—he could easily predict it without even looking.

For these children, it takes time to slowly settle if they want to regain their personality like normal children.

Just as Maca was about to try to say a few words to Islado, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, regular and light, mostly Lena.

Sure enough, as soon as Maca looked up, he caught a glimpse of the familiar figure from the gap between the handrails of the stairs.

"How are you?"

Although his connection with the Old Black House has never been interrupted, he knows most of the situations here, but after all, it is impossible to write all the trivial details in the ciphertext report to him. .

As one of the actual leaders of the Order of the Phoenix, Maca felt that it was necessary to understand everyone's lives.

Lena is still so serious.

However, after hearing Maca's inquiry, she did not answer immediately, but waited for her to stand in front of Maca, and then calmly responded to Maca's inquiry with a precise and concise expression.

"Life here is very comfortable and safe. Although Lenny always says she is bored and wants to go out, but she doesn't really hate it. Mrs. Weasley is very nice to us, and Lenny is also very nice. like her……"

Although Maca asked her, nine of the ten sentences she heard were about her sister.For the werewolf girl whose head was full of sisters, Maca was nothing.

"I already know about Leni," Maca nodded. "So, what about you?"

"Me?" Lena seemed to never realize her thoughts. After Maca asked, she gave it a little thought, "...I am very happy to be in the kitchen every day."

"Okay!" Maca shrugged, gave up and continued to ask, and turned to, "Where is Sirius? His body should have almost recovered? Where is he now?"

"He went shopping for Christmas gifts on the street, and he will probably be back at night," Lena replied.

"Where is Lupin?"

Maca nodded and continued to ask, but just as he spoke, Lupin and Tonks appeared at the door of the reception room together.

"Here!" Lu Ping said loudly, "Merry Christmas, Maca!"

"Yeah! Merry Christmas!" Tonks also said hello, "Are you alone? Didn't bring any other people over this time?"

"It's Christmas, everyone should go home to reunite, where can I come here!" Maca smiled, "I think it's better to have no one here, that would be great!"

Maca's casual remarks evoked emotion in everyone's hearts.

If one person is gone, there are only two possibilities.Either the world is peaceful, or their beliefs are completely shattered.

At present, the possibility of achieving the goal is not small.

"I hope!" Lu Ping said, "this year's Christmas wish is this!"

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but smile knowingly.With a wave of Maca's hand, a Christmas tree decorated with magic lights appeared in the entrance hall, which added a lot of warm atmosphere to the room.

"Then have a relaxing Christmas first!"

Maca's words brought a touch of warmth to everyone present.Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.