Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

A genius remembers this site address in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! A long, long time ago, Maca was also a person who liked to watch movies.

He especially likes epic blockbusters with big scenes, great special effects, because in that case, even if the plot is not good, the audience can still admire the visual feast.

But whether it is a good plot or a great scene, the audience is called an audience because they can only watch, and cannot really intervene to change everything on the screen.

At this moment, as a time traveler, Maca feels like he is watching a big movie with a bad story.Nothing else, just because he already knew everything that happened before him.

If someone now asks him what is the worst, he will tell that person that there is nothing worse than forcing himself to watch a movie he doesn't want to watch at all.

Yes, when Voldemort and the Dark Death were coming, he looked at it unambiguously.But where did Greenward enter Hogwarts, he didn't find out at all.

No wonder he and Voldemort both discovered him only when the other party showed up.

However, the harvest was reluctant, because he found that Greenward should have entered in a state of invisibility, and he could not show up until near the ice coffin.But as for where he entered from, he couldn't find out.

The sensitivity to magical fluctuations is also limited in scope, and the periphery of Hogwarts is too large.If you want to find the other party before sneaking into the school, in addition to luck, I am afraid that you need extremely sufficient preparation to do it.

Now it was time for Greenward to have some inexplicable conversation with himself at the time, but he could only stop in the distance, staring at the two small black spots in the front courtyard of the castle and stunned.

Even if he knew the doom that was coming next, he still couldn't make himself take even one step.

Snowflakes are still falling from the sky, and the wind is still blowing uncontrollably. The cold air seems to freeze everything in the field of vision, but it is bitingly cold when sucked into the chest.

The whiteness of the mountains and plains seemed to be mourning for Dumbledore's passing, but it seemed to pave the way for the next moment of disaster.

Hogwarts in the blizzard is majestic, covered with frost and Dai Su is like a mythical ice castle.But who can imagine that it will not take long for this place to become a forbidden place for souls that few people can approach?

The ticking sound of the time converter echoed in my ears non-stop, telling the passage of time mercilessly.

Naturally, there are still opportunities, let alone once or twice, that is, 10,000 or 20,000 times can continue to cycle.As long as he is cautious and does not exceed the maximum amount of backtracking time, the number of times is not a problem.

But what should I do?How can we save the fate of Hogwarts?Maca, who had always had a lot of good ideas in the past, took a breath this time and fell into a long silence.

The familiar plot continued, the weird floor-to-ceiling round mirror had been taken out, and the event once again moved towards the powerless ending.

When the mysterious wave suddenly spread, Maca standing in the distance subconsciously touched the time converter in his chest pocket.At this moment, what he was thinking, even he himself didn't understand.

He only knew that this time he had failed without a doubt.

At this moment, Maca who was about to turn around and leave here, taking advantage of the remaining time to think about it, suddenly widened her eyes and revealed an expression of incomparable astonishment.

"what happened?"

At this moment, he has no time to think about more things, because he actually saw that Voldemort, who was supposed to be struggling next to the ice coffin, could not withstand this first shock at all, and the soul fragments have been taken away. Pulled into the body.

On the other hand, the one at the time was still trying to fix his half-drawn soul,

As for Greenward, he, who didn't have the slightest sense of resistance, had already withered in the cold snow.

This sudden weird change did not give Maca a minute and a half to think.He didn't hesitate, almost like an instinctive reaction, he leaped forward quickly, and the staff in his hand swept down decisively.

Voldemort's soul cannot be sucked away by the round mirror. No matter what happens, this must be ensured.Otherwise, this time will not only be a disaster for Hogwarts?

The long-distance use of soul magic is an extremely thankless thing.But the current Maca must do this, even if the magic power is consumed greatly.

Even if Hogwarts cannot be saved this time, at least it won't make things worse.

The speed of most soul magic is very fast, and at this moment, this extremely solid black skull has exerted its maximum speed, quickly surpassing a distance of hundreds of feet, and quite rudely destroying Voldemort’s The soul fragment was directly pushed back into his body.

Only then did Maca realize what he had done just now. Without saying anything, he immediately turned around and quickly retreated back.While staying away from the suction range of the mysterious round mirror, he took the time to glance there.

At that time, the self who was focusing on resisting the suction and pulling back the soul did not seem to notice his behavior.

After retreating for a long time, Maca leaned on an evergreen tree and let out a long sigh of relief, thanking him for his safety.And what followed was the overwhelming fear and doubt.

Of course, there is a glorious beam of icy blue light in the distance, which is fleeting in the air.

"What's the matter?" He seemed to only say this sentence, and repeated it again.

The snow on the tree leaned on him so, it fell down rustlingly, and hit him with a head and a face, but he had no intention of caring about these little things.

Maca, who was puzzled, stood up straight again after a period of depression and palpitations.Although he has not recovered much thinking ability in shock, he also understands that the most important thing now is to go back and take a look.

Maca, who hurried back, didn't even notice that the top of her head and shoulders were covered with snowflakes.

When he saw clearly the situation in the Hogwarts vestibule, he found that the one at the time had already flew towards the gate with the vial containing the fragments of Voldemort's soul in his hand.

"...This..." Standing in the shadow of the snow forest on the hillside, Maca's blankness gradually transformed into a touch of contemplation, "Is it true that I didn't find...?"

Probably because the situation has changed so quickly that he has no room for thinking.Now he finally calmed down a bit, and finally had enough time to organize his thoughts.

Suddenly, that sudden accident gave him a series of conjectures.And what came with conjecture was another old memory.

"Is this changed, or has it not changed?"

For the current Maca, the sudden change was naturally an unexpected situation; but for the self at the time, it was not a surprise.

Because at that time, I hadn't noticed this lightning-like fact at all, so where was the accident unexpected?

The word "fact" gave Maca a shuddering feeling right now.Because he suddenly realized that all the influence he had caused during the retrospective time was probably an established fact.

Just like going back to the past this time, he was affected by his own speculation and stopped moving, and it didn't affect the development of the situation; just like the scene just now, his behavior was only one of the links that contributed to the ending.

Perhaps no matter what he does, the invisible rules of time will condense all his actions into the so-called "facts", but in the end nothing can be changed.

So he recalled the distant memory again, trying to find some clues for reference from the story of the person without Maca.

After a long while, he shook his head dullly.

In that old story, Harry and Hermione also used the time converter, but it didn't seem to have changed any facts either.The executioner's butcher knife still fell, and Harry and Sirius, who were trapped by the dementors, were still saved by a stag patron saint.

They may think that they have let go of Buckbeak and changed the past, but they actually didn't see the giant axe slashing at just a big pumpkin in Hagrid.What's even more ironic is that the patron saint of stag was released by Harry who had returned to the past!

In the case of Buckbeak, how similar are the changes to Maca now?

"Huh...what do you want to prove?" Maca chuckled lightly, "This proves that the fact has happened, and I just didn't see it?"

In a while, his time and space journey should end.Harry and Hermione were able to resolve it without regrets. Wouldn't they be the same?

Maybe he will find out when he comes back, everything is gone?

Maca glanced back in the direction of Hogwarts Castle, the winding soul river was still shocking, and he relentlessly reminded him not to have any luck.

He is not Harry or Hermione, he is him, an incompetent man named Maca McLean.

Maca leaned over and held up a handful of snow, and after rubbing it casually, he directly covered his face with his slightly reddish cold hands.A strong chill passed through his cheeks and rushed straight into his brain, pressing down the irritability in his heart.

Yes, in the face of the time rules that are colder than this ice and snow, although he feels powerless, he has no intention of giving up.Now that you have decided what to do, how can you give it up halfway?

Calm down for a while, at the moment when he put his hand down, the two figures that appeared in the corner of his field of vision made him stunned. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.