Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The fierce wind is still roaring, and the snowflakes are flying in the air.In this silver-clad lake, where is the solid ground and where is the frozen lake, people have long been confused.

The sky grew dim under the thick clouds that rolled like a roar of a war horse, even though it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, it still seemed to have just dawned.

This constantly roaring heaven and earth couldn't help bringing a heavier breath to the funeral.

By the lake, in front of Maca’s eyes, there were hundreds of chairs densely arranged.At this time, all the wizards, regardless of men, women and children, stood silently, and spontaneously paid attention to the old man with his eyes closed.

And among the neatly arranged chairs, a straight aisle went straight from before Maca, extending to the edge of the thick ice lake.At the end of the aisle, a white marble table was quietly placed there.

With the staff in his hand, Maca used magic to hold Dumbledore's body steadily forward.His expression was solemn and solemn, as if every step he took had been carefully measured.

As he moved forward, the snow under his feet seemed to ensure that he was down to earth every time. He retreated gently to the sides, revealing the withered grass.

On the way, Maca met many people.Some have only recently met, while others have already known each other, and of course there are many others that he hasn't even named.

The wizards and wizards who came to the funeral were all sorts of people.From the luxurious and meticulous dress to the rags and thin faces, tall, short, fat and thin.

The two giants, Madam Maxim and Hagrid, are the most eye-catching wizards today. They stand out in tandem because of their height.

Obviously, today they are not the tallest, because Glop is here too.

This underdeveloped giant can't always hide in the forbidden forest, because sooner or later he will cause trouble because of his race.Taking advantage of this opportunity today, take him out and put him in front of the public to show his face. After a while, what is bound to happen will happen, and his performance may justify himself.

Under Hagrid's tireless teachings and Maca's deterrence, he has learned a lot of simple and understandable principles.It seemed that it was more appropriate for him to live in a wizarding group than being a giant being ravaged and bullied by his own clan.

In addition to these three extraordinarily high-profile guys, Maca also caught a glimpse of Tom the hump-backed owner of the Broken Cauldron, Old Ern, the driver of the Cavalier Bus, Mrs. Priminer at the Diagon Alley Beauty Potions, and Mr. Ollivander, the wand maker, and a series of familiar wizards and wizards.

He has only met many people a few times, but he misses them especially.

In addition, all the ghosts in the castle also came out.In the violent snowstorm, they could hardly see their physical appearance, but Maca could feel their presence.

Of course, Aberforth did not come today, and most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix did not come today.Although they are not here right now, Maca believes that at this moment they should also be silently mourning for Dumbledore's funeral.

The aisle between the seats is not a few steps away, but Maca seems to have been walking for a long time.When he waved that strange staff and placed Dumbledore's body gently on the white marble table, the snow that had originally fallen on the table also slipped from the side of the table.

Even if an open-air funeral is held in a snowstorm, the solemnity of the ceremony will not be affected by the bad weather.Because this is a grand funeral for the greatest white wizard of our time.

After Maca placed his body temporarily, he retreated to the aisle and stood level with the first row of seats.Most of the wizards in this row are the people who have the deepest friendship with Dumbledore, even if they are not, they also have a pivotal position in the global magic world.

Just when Maca stood still, a huge shadow suddenly appeared under the ice on the lake.Although the ice layer is extremely heavy, the shadow is so big that even the ice-covered hoarfrost cannot hide its appearance.

In a blink of an eye, the ice surface suddenly cracked into several cracks, and it arched upwards with a bang, and a huge monster emerged from the lake.

There was a commotion among the wizards, but then Professor McGonagall turned around and signaled everyone not to panic.At the same time, Maca lightly took the staff in his hand, and the waves and ice that were about to rush were blocked by an invisible force, and fell back into the lake with gravity.

Protruding from the bottom of the lake is the giant squid that has been living here. Apart from its frighteningly large size, there is actually not much danger.

Soon, most of the wizards calmed down, and at the same time, a soft and stern song sounded leisurely from the water under the lake.

That is the singing of mermaids, which is different from the range and way of vocalization of human beings. Their songs have always been famous for being beautiful and moving.It's just that you have to make a sound in the water to let people hear the mysterious melody.

Today, even they are chanting sad songs for Dumbledore's passing, looking forward to saying their final farewell to Dumbledore who has embarked on a new journey with the song of hope in the sadness.

It is said that Dumbledore understands the language of mermaid, and in this regard, it may be a real thing.

Probably because of the sad but implied warmth of the mermaid song, the most fragile heartstring was moved, and Hagrid, who was standing at the end, sobbed again.

Given his relationship with Dumbledore, he should have been in the front, but today he was sitting in the last row with Glop.It's just that it's unclear whether he is taking care of Glop or Glop is taking care of him. At least for now, his brother's huge palm is awkwardly patting his head.

Even if Glop was light enough, Hagrid was slapped on the chair by him, and even the four legs of the stool were plunged into the snow.

It seemed that after a long time, or just a short while later, the singing of the mermaid gradually eased, and gradually dissipated in the violent snowstorm.The big squid sank again, and the ignited waves were blocked by Maca again, lest the turbulent lake wanted to wash up again.

At this time, Mr. Akinbad, the to-be-appointed president of the International Wizarding Federation, took a step forward and read the eulogy that had been prepared one by one.

The eulogy praised Dumbledore's noble spirit and outstanding achievements, the major experiences and brilliant achievements of Dumbledore's life, and all the peace and hope Dumbledore created for the entire magical world.

But apart from this, Maca actually wanted to hear some praise for Dumbledore's ordinary things, just as he always complained that there was no time to relax, or occasionally watched Quidditch games.

Because every great person has many unspeakable regrets behind him.I believe Dumbledore himself, and hope that more people will know that he is also an ordinary old man sometimes.

While reciting the eulogy, the mermaid under the lake also floated their upper bodies with a clatter. The horsemen who were about to move out of the forbidden forest in the distance were also mourning in the shadow of the trees, even the owls in the shack They also rushed into the snow curtain in large swathes.

When the eulogy was finished, and the remaining sound had not been blown away by the wind, Maca waved his staff again.

Suddenly, a large purple velvet cloth was summoned by him out of thin air, and flew steadily to Dumbledore's body in the wind and snow, and fell on him gently without being affected by the strong wind.

At the next moment, the regular rune on the top of the Maca staff suddenly appeared. Almost at the same time, an ice-blue streamer lightly wrapped around Dumbledore's body and swirled around the white marble table.

The dazzling brilliance enveloped the stone platform, and the ice crystals clung and condensed from the bottom up, connecting Dumbledore, the stone table and the earth together, as if they were turned into a whole.

Not long after, when Guanghua quietly dispersed, a transparent ice coffin with a hint of blue appeared in front of everyone.The ice coffin didn't have the slightest chill, it was as clear as a crystal, and it was as hard as a diamond.

This ice coffin mound, if there is no power of the same level as the power of the first-level rules, it will never be broken.

At the moment when the coffin body was first formed, countless feathers of arrows rose high from the edge of the forbidden forest and fell to the ground not far away. It was the horses paying tribute to the end of the funeral.At about that time, the mermaids also slowly sank to the bottom of the lake and gradually disappeared.

Although most of the wizards present were surprised by the wonderful magic of Maca, they also knew the importance of this funeral.They didn't make a fuss too much, but took this scene deeply into their hearts, and then leaned toward the ice coffin to salute.

Maca also bowed with them, feeling a little empty in her heart rare.

However, what filled the emptiness in his heart was the large "black meteor" in the distant sky.And appearing with them are several huge Dark Marks.

The skull formed by the black mist stretched out the snake body, and his hollow eyes looked directly at the funeral site.

Maca suddenly raised his head and squinted at the sky.

"...I thought it would come sooner!" He said to himself calmly.

"Maca," Professor McGonagall on the side said immediately, "I will let other professors immediately put up the protective barrier, and everything will go according to plan."

Maca nodded, then glanced left and right again.

The appearance of Voldemort disturbed many wizards present.Maybe some people would guess some, but most people never thought of this level at all.

Most of the battles between Hogwarts and Voldemort were fought under the bright light.Even if it appeared in everyone's field of vision several times, the time was short.

Ordinary wizards are always afraid of the arrival of the Dark Lord, and both Maca and McGonagall know this well.

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