Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Genius remembers this site address in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! In this world where magic and science coexist, there is no shortage of genius on either side.When Maca found out that the explosion was caused by a little girl who was not yet at school, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, his Maca McLean is undoubtedly a young genius, and his achievements in magic today can be said to be beyond the reach of most people in their entire lives.

But the so-called family knows his own affairs, and he knows exactly where he comes from.Without the scroll of truth left by Rowena Ravenclaw, he would still be just an excellent student who is better at potions.Maybe he knows the truth of learning harder than his peers, but he certainly cannot be called a genius.

On the road he has traveled, the importance of opportunity is self-evident.

But Maca knows that some people are born with advantages that others can hardly deny.The little girl who wrote this letter is probably this kind of person.

He thought for a while, then glanced at the big fat man next to him, and suddenly gave birth to a not so kindly bad idea.

"Master Hohenheim," a smile appeared on Maca's face, which made him look kinder, "have you been to Hogwarts?"

"what?"

The fat young master was taken aback when he heard the words, and he didn't know why Maca suddenly brought the topic to this point.But because it was Maca who asked, he had a good impression of this big boy who was not too old, so he answered quickly.

"No, I haven't been..."

"In fact, Hogwarts is still very good. If you are interested, I can take you to play later." Maca actively invited, "The scenery there is very good, the students and professors are very hospitable, I believe you can over there……"

Before he could finish speaking, the wizards on the other side of the table who were embarrassed by the explosion were unhappy, and the injured one still asked the fat man to explain.

Maca was interrupted by the guy who wanted to say, so he glared at him with dissatisfaction, and then waved his hand casually.Suddenly, the broken tabletop fragments and the broken tableware flew up into the air, and they were put together in the original position in an orderly manner.

Immediately after, he took out another potion bottle and threw it at the man's hand. The bottle traversed an arc and landed firmly on his hand.

"Take a sip and it will be better soon."

In the eyes of the people around, Maca's series of movements seem to have no lag in running clouds and flowing water. They are said to be silent spells, but they are more like no spells, and the speed is unusually fast.

"What kind of potion is this?" the guy asked subconsciously.

Maca glanced at him again, then waved, and the potion quickly jumped back into his palm.When he squeezed his waist smoothly, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"It seems you don't need it anymore."

As he said, he turned his head and put his gaze back on Fatty's body again, leaving only the guy opposite with a look of astonishment.

It can be seen that when Maca unexpectedly recovered the potion, the wizard quickly became a little annoyed.But the other party clearly knew the story about Maca and Hogwarts not long ago. Under the reputation of destroying the two generations of the Dark Lord, he didn't want to offend the young powerhouse casually.

What's more, even in Boothbarton, Maca's strength has shown somewhat.Smart people know that even if the rumors may be exaggerated, the young man's name will never be false.

No one who can represent a force is a fool. These people know very well under what circumstances they need to keep a low profile.So the guy quickly suppressed his anger and stood up decisively and left.

The fat young master of the Hohenheim family aside was particularly excited about this.Regarding the strength of Maca, he can say that he knows, but it can be said that he does not know very well.

"How did you do it?" He asked curiously. "There is a long syllable in the middle of the mantra of the repair mantra. How can it be so fast? And even a wand can be repaired so accurately. thing……"

"Oh, it's actually not too difficult," Maca thought about it, and immediately replied, "You wait...If you are interested, I can show you mine..."

He pretended to flip in his waist pocket, then raised his head, pretending to be sorry, and said: "I seem to have left my notes in the office...Ah, by the way! We were not talking about going to Huo. What about Gawaz? If you want, you can go to my place and sit down when things are over here."

"Office?" The fat man became even more curious when he heard it, "Do you have your own office?"

"Yeah!" Maca shrugged, "I am currently a professor at Hogwarts, and I teach students some of the ancient magic literature..."

He followed this topic and started talking, and from time to time he praised some details of Hogwarts, and made no secret of his goodwill for his school.Especially after discovering that this fat man was particularly interested in those thrilling things, he even picked up some stories about fighting with Voldemort and Greenward.

Nothing seemed more convincing than the story told by the person involved. After a while, not only the fat man, but the wizards sitting next to him were listening.Of course, most of what they heard was the version that had been adapted without a trace of Maca. Apart from being lively and interesting, there was really nothing worth paying attention to.

However, when everyone was itching to hear, the story of Maca stopped abruptly at this moment.

"Oh, sorry—" He seemed to be thinking of something, and motioned to the fat man, "I still have something to deal with, and I have to visit a friend later, and I will continue with you when I have a chance. Speak!"

"When?" The fat man asked eagerly, but the next second he suddenly said, "Oh! Yes, after a few days to go to Hogwarts, you will take me around and continue talking, that must More fun!"

Maca said that this guy is very coaxing, and see, he has already taken the initiative to set Hogwarts' itinerary.

"Of course," he said as he got up from his chair, "I'll see you later, you eat slowly—I have to take a step first."

After all, he took Vannie, who followed him up, and quickly left the auditorium.

After waiting a corner and no longer seeing the auditorium behind her, Fannie, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end, spoke softly.

"Sir, do you want to recruit the lady from Hohenheim's house into your Hogwarts?"

After hearing the words, Maca felt that there was no need to hide it, so he nodded readily.

"Yeah!" he said as he walked, "how do I say I am also a professor, this time I came to Boothbarton, also for school matters. Now I happen to meet a rare top student seedling, what Can you fight for it?"

"That's true," Fannie agreed, but then she said in confusion, "But is this...is it too obvious?"

Vannie said it right, and Maca's invitation was indeed a bit explicit.Perhaps the fat young master with a straight bowel might not be able to taste it, but the ghost David who has been guarding the side must be able to see Maca's thoughts.

However, Maca didn't care about Vannie's words.

"It's okay, it just needs to be direct," he smiled. "Sometimes too many eyes are not a good thing. There are many smart people in this world. No matter how deep you hide your purpose, no one can see. It can be concluded. So in the case of unnecessary concealment, directly expressing your intentions can better win the favor of others... You see, is it not normal for schools to recruit excellent students?"

After Maca said this, Vannie immediately understood the reason.Yes, sometimes it takes too much effort, maybe it is really thankless behavior.This is true in this matter, and perhaps the same in some other respects.

While chatting casually, the two kept moving forward, and then returned to the room after a while.

"Sir, do you have any reservations for today's itinerary?"

After Makar Kankan sat down, Vannie performed her duties seriously.Rather than saying that she is careful and responsible for her work, she is more serious.

At least Maca, who has always been free and free, still feels quite a headache.

"Miss Blois, you'd better sit down first!" He said helplessly, "I asked you to go back to your room to rest, but you encountered an unexpected situation halfway through... This will not be mentioned for the time being. Now you Should I take a break?"

"Sir, I did get enough rest last night," Vannie's stubborn spirit simply didn't move. "Of course, if you still talk about the task, I will immediately go back to sleep."

"Okay, okay!" Maca sighed secretly, "I will see Mrs. Maxim again in a while-of course, in a personal name. After that, if there is time in the morning, I will do it again. Sleep for a while... what do you think?"

"Okay, I took it down." Fannie said solemnly, "Do I need to bring any small gifts if I go to see Mrs. Maxim? I think that would be more polite..."

"No, no need--" Maca shook his head, "Mrs. Maxim and I..."

He felt that he would always be interrupted today, and the frequency would be too high.That's right, just when he wanted to explain something to Fannie, he heard an abrupt noise from outside the window.