Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

After having lunch crowded with the three broomsticks, the friends continued to stroll around Hogsmeade.Except for Maca, the others in the room probably had fun completely relaxing for the last time this school year, because in the days that followed, everyone had to work hard to prepare for the O. exam.

Even Luna, who was one grade lower than Harry and the others, had to seriously review the final exam that was coming soon.

"Keep on playing! I'm about to go back to school." Just after coming out of the Joko Magic Joke Shop with everyone, Maca looked up at the sky and found that she could no longer go shopping. "Professor McGonagall made an appointment. I have afternoon tea with her, I can't be late."

"Oh—" Ron was obviously having a good time, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful when Maca said so.

"Luna, you can go shopping with them for a while!" Seeing Luna looking at herself, Maca shrugged, "There are a lot of people today. If you wait for the next weekend, they can just No time to come out again—"

"Oh, you are right." Luna nodded and said leisurely, "Will you accompany me to go shopping next week?"

Hermione seemed to be a little sensitive to Luna's words, she looked at Maca and Luna left and right, looking quite annoyed.It seemed that she might be considering canceling the review plan for next Sunday in advance.

It stands to reason that a schoolmaster like Hermione can get high scores without any suspense even in the O. exam.But she is a study freak in her own right. If she doesn't make adequate preparations before the exam, she will definitely feel uncomfortable.

"Of course, if it's just one morning..." Maca told Luna, "You still have to review it when it's time to review--other professors can tell me, your grades seem to be a little bit off?"

"Hmm..." Luna immediately turned her eyes away when she heard the words, and she began to be in a trance again.

"Don't run away when you hear it, and review the history of magic, potions, and transfiguration when you have time!" Maca stretched out his hand and shook her eyes, "Okay, then I'll go first, you can continue!"

After all, he didn't delay any more, waved his hand casually and walked to the intersection at the end of the village.

"Luna, are you also partial to the subject?" Ron was surprised to find that he seemed to have found a comrade in the same trench as himself, "What a coincidence? I also partial to the subject—"

"Don't compare you to others," Hermione glared at him. "People are a partial discipline, but they don't always wander between qualified and unqualified like you!"

"Oh-I was standing in the wrong trench!" Ron suddenly dropped his shoulders and sighed to himself.

...

When he came to Hogsmeade, Maca walked over on his legs, but now there is no need to walk again.He found a deserted place outside the village with few pedestrians, and with the help of the door key, he returned to the main entrance of Hogwarts in an instant.

Except for the students who are about to graduate, most of the other little wizards are still hanging around in Hogsmeade, so now, at a glance, there are almost no figures in the school.

Of course, things like Fred and George will never miss Hogsmeade Day.Although they also have to face the NE test that will come soon, they will not be tossing even one day before that.

Maca heard that after Voldemort's incident ended, they seemed to be thinking about their prank invention again.If Mrs. Weasley found out, they should have been scolded again.

While thinking about these messy things, he walked leisurely to the garden beside the castle.There were some stone tables and benches by the fountain there, and Professor McGonagall had an appointment with him to meet there.

The power of magic is great. As soon as you walk into the garden, the colorful flowers will immediately catch Maca's eyes.The colorful petals glowed with a soft halo under the sunlight, which made them look more vivid and eye-catching.

And when he turned a few flower walls, the crystal clear water curtain of the magic fountain made his entire field of vision sparkle.

If in the Muggle world, this scene can only be seen briefly in the spring when it is full of blooms; but in the magic world, it can be appreciated throughout the year, even if it is still in winter. same.

Maca is not too late, but it seems that it is never too early, because Professor McGonagall has already arrived.

On a stone table by the fountain, Professor McGonagall placed a variety of baked snacks, even delicious cakes with whipped cream and fruit tarts stacked with various fruits.The color and luster of that dreamlike food compares favorably with the surrounding sea of ​​flowers.

"Come on?" McGonagall noticed that there were already more people here. She turned around and smiled at Maca. "Come and sit down! I'm just getting ready—time just right!"

Compared with the time when Voldemort was still in trouble, the current Professor McGonagall was obviously much relaxed.When seeing Maca, her always serious and tight face even showed a kind smile, and even the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes stretched out.

Upon seeing this, Maca couldn't help but feel that this is what an old man should feel.

The Hogwarts school occupies an extremely important position in the British magic circle... and even the entire European magic circle, which makes the position of the principal here very difficult to sit.Not to mention Minerva McGonagall, even when Dumbledore was in this position, he gave up many options.

Fortunately, the most difficult period of time has passed, and although it will be hard, at least Professor McGonagall, the principal, will not walk on thin ice like before.

Maca took a seat at the table, then stretched unfettered.Thinking about the weather today, every minute and every second makes people a little lazy, and I have been squeezed in the crowd for a long time, and now I am really tired.

McGonagall looked at the exceptionally young wizard in front of him, and couldn't help but subconsciously recalled his teenage years.Perhaps the magical world did not change as quickly as the Muggle world, and the change of times was far less obvious. She could still see the shadow of her time in Maca's body.

But just for such a comparison, she couldn’t help feeling a little sorry for Maca-the boy’s school days were too hasty, and before he could enjoy the carefree share of his age, she was forced to Plunged into the dark quagmire.And now, he was actually a professor at Hogwarts.

"Come on, try these snacks first! I made some with Pomona-I have to say that her baking skills are better than when she was younger!"

Under McGonagall's recommendation, Maca picked up a piece of honey scones, then looked at the other person and ordered the table, a delicate teapot with steaming from the spout appeared on the cushion cloth on the stone table.

Earlier, when the pure-blood wizard family was still popular in the magic world, this afternoon tea was a more regular social event than Muggles.But now, eating and drinking can be more casual, even for banquets and dances, many complicated and strict regulations have been cancelled.

Maca swallowed the scones in his mouth and took a sip of the black tea that was just poured into the cup. The unique aroma of Darjeeling was immediately mixed with the aftertaste of the snack in the mouth, making people feel more relaxed and enjoyable .

"Oh, there is good news, I have to tell you first," Maca put down his teacup, but spoke first, "Our Minister of Magic seems to be ready to try to promote a multi-school joint event like the three-finals match again— —Of course, we at Hogwarts are also dominant."

McGonagall wanted to use this afternoon tea to bring up another matter with Maca.But when Maca told the news, she couldn't help but put aside the thing she wanted to say before.

"Activities like the Tri-finals? Or dominated by Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, and she clearly saw the meaning of it.

After Voldemort's death, Hogwarts' status in the global magic world was significantly higher.And if a fire with enough weight is added at this time, Hogwarts will undoubtedly be able to stabilize at a higher place than before.

"Last year's Triwizard Tournament was hosted by Hogwarts. Now I want to host another multi-school joint event. I'm afraid it's not that easy? You...you don't need to be like this..."

Professor McGonagall was happy, but he also understood the difficulty. From this he guessed whether Maca had agreed to Nas Scrimgeour.

"No, I didn't do anything." Maca shrugged, picking up a small piece of cake, and explained, "I helped a little bit secretly in the capture of the fugitive from the dead predator yesterday. But I really didn't do it entirely for Mr. Minister's request and goodwill, mainly because... You know, that has something to do with Voldemort."

"Oh, indeed—" Professor McGonagall nodded thoughtfully. "For the sake of caution, you should really understand the specific situation...then what did you find?"

Maca thought for a while, and suddenly felt that it would be okay to tell Professor McGonagall the truth.This respectable witch is always very fair. She is absolutely willing to treat an innocent baby girl with kindness.

only……

"Voldemort and Bellatrix gave birth to a child," Maca said frankly. "The name is'Delph', and she is a beautiful girl. The reason why those Death Eaters ran out of the dungeon frantically was to save Bella Latrix escorted out."

"Fudi... child? Delphi?"

Anyone who hears this news will be shocked, even Maca was not exempt.After Professor McGonagall learned it, it was obvious that he was also extremely surprised, and even the teacup he held up was put back on the coaster in front of him again.

"She... how is that kid now?" McGregor asked hesitantly.