Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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As soon as he opened the door, Maca saw a familiar face.

Fannie has a good temperament, and her appearance is certainly not bad.It's just that she has a serious appearance all day long, and she is usually a little cold when dealing with people, and she often feels that she is not very contactable.

"Someone died, it's the wizard who was unkind to you yesterday--" Fannie quickly closed the door tightly, and then whispered, "Tyful's."

Look!People don't change their face and heartbeat when they die, and they really don't look like a woman.

"The small one? The big one?" Maca frowned and asked immediately.

"big."

Vannie answered his question concisely.

Maca was still quite surprised that some people died of unfavorable lives after only one night out.No matter how fierce the secret fight is, it won't be the killer on the night of arriving at Busbarton.

But when he thought that he had a face-to-face meeting with the two of Tefler's in the old housekeeper's room yesterday, there was an extra layer of doubt here.

After such consideration, Maca quickly came up with two guesses: either the forces that had old enemies with the Ty Fowler family wanted to take the opportunity to muddy the water, or some conspirators would have risked the green light. The tip of the staff pointed at him Maca McLean.

"Mr. McLean, you didn't go there last night..." Vannie started to wonder if Macca was so calm. "Sir, do I try to spread some words and disturb the sight of other forces?"

When she said this, she was obviously the murderer of Maca on the spot.

Not to mention, it was a coincidence that someone did not come back all night yesterday, and someone found a corpse this morning.

However, in power disputes, it is too common to die.Fannie was able to climb to the position of family manager, but she didn't know what was going on, so she soon planned to follow the usual method to try to completely muddy the pool.

"No, it has nothing to do with me," Maca gently shook his head, "I wasn't in the castle at all last night...your way of dealing with it is correct, but before that, we can explore the reality first. Um... Did you see only one dead person?"

"Yes," Fannie nodded affirmatively, "It's the wizard who has been with the young master of the Ty Fowler family. There is no characteristic of death."

"If that guy is alone, things are not out of control." Maca narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then he waved his hand, "Go! Let's take a closer look!"

When the situation is not yet clear, his active appearance is also a way to interfere with others' attention.So he must rush to the scene as quickly as possible, lest someone deliberately throw out some news that is not good for him while he is not present.

Led by Vannie, Maca soon came to a corner in the corridor, only to find that it was already full of people.It was easy to see over the heads of a group of wizards, and Mrs. Maxim, who had just separated from him, also hurried over.Her height and body shape are different from ordinary people, which makes her stand out among the crowd.

And in the midair next to her, there was still a translucent white shadow floating, and it was naturally the ghost of the Hornheim family-Mr. David.

"When I passed by, there were not so many people like now..." Fannie looked at the crowded corridor in front of her, and leaned to the side of Maca and said softly, "Mr. McLean, I need me to ask them to let them out. ?"

Hearing this, Maca waved his hand uncomfortably.

"Does Mr. Blois do this often?" He said helplessly, "I don't have his style, so I don't dare to bother you to open the way...you wait."

As he said, he took out two large and thick magic books from his waist and threw them at his feet.

"Come on, stand up—" Maca stretched out her hand and motioned for Vannie to put her hand on her arm, "I've taken you there."

After all, he took the lead in stepping onto one of the books, floating very skillfully only a few inches from the ground.

When Vannie heard it, she guessed what Maca wanted to do.You can use the floating spell to fly, which is not something that ordinary wizards can play. Everyone knows that it cannot be used directly on oneself.Therefore, the wizards of the past invented magical items such as flying broomsticks and flying carpets in order to move in the air stably and accurately.

But in the spirit of firm work, Fannie stepped on another floating magic book quite nervously.When she felt the solid strength feedback under her feet, she opened her eyes wide and showed a look of wonder.

She is also an excellent witch created under the family training. Although she has been working hard for the family's work in recent years, she still has a very solid foundation in magic.So she can at least understand that Maca's ability to control the Levitation Charm has reached the point where it can be fine-tuned with the weight she stepped on.

Standing on the suspended magic book, but as if her feet were on the ground, Vannie couldn't help but stomped her right foot gently with this wonderful feeling.

"Stop stamping," Maca hurriedly stopped. "Although I don't read this book often, it's also a book!"

Vanny suddenly realized how wrong her actions were, and she nodded slightly, carefully standing on the book and no longer dared to move at will.

When Maca saw her standing with her arms on her arms, she controlled the two books to slowly rise into the air, float over the crowd, and slide very steadily to the innermost side.

For a moment, the wizards all tilted their heads subconsciously, and then looked at Maca and Fannie in amazement as they passed all the way forward.

"Who was it just now? That...oh! McLean at Hogwarts!"

"Floating spell?"

"Look at what I saw-two people stepped on the book to fly? Is this a new flying product?"

"One is "Simple Spells for Fooling Muggles", and the other is "Magic Defense Theory"... I have read both of them, they are the kind of things that people can't read."

...

Amidst a lot of people's discussions, Maca came to the corner of the corridor ahead.Fannie, who was standing beside him, couldn't help feeling that this would not bother others. It was high-profile, but it was more conspicuous than asking her to clear the way.

"Mrs. Maxim, what's the situation?"

Of course Maca didn't care about other people's sights. As soon as he got there, he asked and looked at the corner of the corridor.

Sure enough, it was the gloomy guy who fell to the ground yesterday.

I saw him leaning on the root of the wall slantingly, with his arms hanging down on both sides of his body, his head drooping weakly.And his legs stretched forward so straight, slightly diverging to the sides.

The bangs on his forehead were a bit longer, and he was still bowing his head, so that those standing in front couldn't see what the expression on his face was.Maca was hanging in the air at this time, and he could only see the back of his head.

But the light sensed that the magic power in his body was constantly escaping, and Maca knew that this guy must have died long ago.

"I don't know, I just arrived." Mrs. Maxim looked at Maca who was in the air, her face still as solemn as before.

She had already seen Maca's ability to step on and fly as early as the top three matches, and now she will naturally no longer be surprised.On the side, Mr. Ghost, Davide, looked back and forth on the magic book at the feet of Maca and Fannie, seeming to wonder if it was some kind of very creative flying tool.

"Is his wand still there?" Maca thought for a while, "maybe there are some clues left in it."

"It's still there, but I think there may be no traces on it," Mrs. Maxim shook her head, "Look! It's well inserted inside his robe! It seems to be beaten. I was caught off guard and didn't have time to draw out my wand..."

To be honest, based on what Maca saw outside the old housekeeper Edward's room at the time, the Taefulian wizard was still very reactive.Even if someone is attacked secretly, it may not be knocked down without resistance.It was precisely because of this judgment that Maca kicked it with a very fast speed at that time.

"Is it because I shot too hard?" He muttered secretly.

It actually makes sense to think about it. Although this person's death was not the hand of Maca, it might really be related to him.

At this moment, some messy sounds suddenly appeared in the crowd, and it seemed that someone was saying something inside.Maca glanced back sharply. There was nothing unusual on his face, but his eyes were constantly patrolling the crowd.

Since someone killed someone last night, there must be some rumors today.This method is very common, and even a bit old-fashioned. The more people are available, the better it is.Not to mention whether those rumors can guide other forces, at least they must be used to create chaos that must be effective.

What he cares most now is who this rumor will have to do with.Is it him Maca McLean?Or some other force?

Most of the wizards present were subordinate members of various forces, and very few participated in this legacy event in their own name.It can be said that the brains of a large number of people are not rusty. Naturally, they have their own ideas for judging emergencies.

It can be seen that many people have remained silent, in a state of being on the sidelines.Only a small group of people are gradually showing a hesitant look, but their gazes are directed towards Maca...

"No, not myself."

Maca found that all those sights fell on Mrs. Maxim who was beside him!