Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the evening, Maca was still in his office for the final check of the preparations for the new semester. When the setting sun slowly fell to the right of the desk from the gap between the curtains, he finally gently touched the open notebook in front of him. Closed.

"...The time is almost up, and I will check with Professor McGonagall about the last few links of the game, and then go to the back door to prepare for the new students.

After stretching a lot of laziness casually, Maca stood up and was about to walk around the desk to the door, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dark shadow passing by the window.

"What... the carriage?"

He suddenly stopped, and then backed two steps to open the curtains a bit more.

Facts have proved that he was not wrong.From him, you can see that there is a black carriage dragged by two flying horses gliding towards the castle. Just the "pinch of earth" family crest on the carriage, Maca can see the future at a glance. The identity was distinguished.

"It turns out that the genius girl from Hohenheim's house is here," he put down the curtains that were blocking, turned and walked to the corridor outside the door, "Since it is that little girl, let me go!"

Maca thought this way, while walking down the stairs to the hall.But when he walked out from the front entrance of the castle to the lawn in the vestibule, he found that the carriage did not go directly inside, but dropped to the ground outside the gate of the school.

"Miss Hohenheim, why are you so polite? Didn't I say that last time? When visiting Hogwarts on weekdays, we usually let our guests park the carriage on the front lawn..." He hurried to the gate. Waved to remove the defensive spell on the door, and then opened the door to greet him, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Davide? Last time, we were gone for a while at Boothbatten!"

That's right, the one who commanded Pegasus on the way in the coachman's seat today is still the Mr. Ghost who was with the fat man.

"Haha, yes--" The ghost David stood by the side of the carriage, nodded at Maca, and smiled cheerfully, "Mr. McLean, from today, our lady will ask you to take care of you. . She can learn magic under the guidance of your famous wizard, that's a blessing for our Hornheim family!"

"Where can I talk about taking care of it!" Maca waved his hand. "Miss Hornheim is clever and smart, and she has an extraordinary knowledge of alchemy. After all, this must be a blessing for me and the whole Hogwarts!"

Both sides are very adept at social rhetoric like this kind of mutual flattery. You lift me up and I lift you up again, but the ghost of this living person is not changing his face and heartbeat, and his face is thick and he has gone to his hometown.

And just when the two had a good conversation, the door of the carriage was gently pushed open from the inside, and a cute little girl went down to the side of the horse road.

"Professor McLean, Sarah greets you..." She leaned forward slightly and said with a full demeanor, "I have seen Sara much in the past few times, and I ask the professor to forgive Sarah for her mistakes. From today At the beginning, Sarah will be studying at Hogwarts. Sarah will definitely study hard with the professor."

As she said, this little girl is indeed much more honest today than the previous few times. For a while, Maca didn't know what horrible idea she was thinking about again.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, what do you forgive or not forgive?" Maca smiled and said, "Come on, come in! After a while, the other freshmen should almost be there, and then you will prepare to participate in Hogg. Woz's sorting ceremony, and then you can have a good dinner!"

"Ah, no...no, Mr. McLean." David the ghost quickly refused, "I have to go back right away. The Patriarch asked me to do something else tomorrow morning! I'm sorry, sorry..."

"This... really don't stay and sit down?"

Maca is of course fake and polite, but people are ghosts, floating all day long, even on the carriage, how can you "sit down"?What's more, even if Davide stays to attend the welcome dinner, he can only watch others eating and drinking, but he can't even smell the smell, so it feels so bad!

After watching David "driving" the carriage back to the sky, and gradually going away, Maca took today's exceptionally gifted Miss Hornheim back to the main entrance of the castle.Behind them, a small beautifully decorated suitcase floated steadily under Maca's control, moving forward with them a little bit.

Although the suitcase hadn't been cast without the Traceless Stretching Curse, it had undergone alchemy transformation, but unlike Alexander's, it had the same volume and capacity on the outside and inside.

"Miss Hornheim, before your classmates arrive, you should take a rest in the side hall next to the auditorium! Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something..." Maca asked as he walked, "On the train. There are snacks and desserts, and it’s our Hogwarts convention to sit in the carriage and share with classmates. If you have the opportunity in the future, I suggest you try to take a ride... here, it’s the small hall here ."

"Thank you...but no need, Professor McLean." Sarah followed him and turned into the side hall. "If you have anything else, you can leave first-Sarah can just wait here by herself."

"How can this work!" Maca took the lead to sit in a chair, and then said, "Oh, don't get me wrong. Actually, I didn't stay here because of you. It's the same for another new student. You think, As a professor, how can I leave a new student here alone?"

After that, Maca accompanied her to sit in this side hall for a while. Although the two did not stop talking from start to finish, what they could say was nothing but nutritious nonsense.Whenever Maca wanted to ask about her thoughts and opinions on something, no matter what trivial matter it was, she would avoid it without a trace.

However, while talking, Maca gradually tasted some flavors-Sarah’s attitude of “appearing near not near, far away not far” when facing him nowadays is not like it was when he faced him. How did you feel about Dumbledore?

This is a state of wanting to get something from the opponent while clearly knowing that the opponent is strong and treating it with caution.So that when dealing with the sense of distance between the two parties, there will always be such a little embarrassment, because she is not sure whether such a distance is enough to keep her secrets.

"Oh, I think I should go back to meet your classmates." Although I have to wait a while, since Maca has noticed the reason for her deliberately maintaining a sense of distance, naturally she will not embarrass her anymore." Wait, you will see them soon..."

After leaving the wing, Maca couldn't help but chuckle.

When I saw Dumbledore at the beginning of the year, the actual situation was almost the same as before.He kept his mind on guard, even deliberately letting go of his thoughts. Now that he thinks about it, Dumbledore must have seen it long ago.It's no wonder that afterwards Dumbledore would directly mention his magical runaways, and indirectly let himself put a little unnecessary guard away.

On Maca’s side, recalling the ignorance of those years, he walked straight to the back door along the corridor, then leaned against the wall and waited for Hagrid to bring the little wizards from the lake to the castle.

After another moment, the sky outside was completely dark.When he heard the messy and dense footsteps mixed with the hum of soft conversations coming from outside the door, he knew that today's batch of freshmen had finally arrived.

"Boom bang bang—"

Hagrid's fist was as solid and powerful as ever, even the back door was not much thinner than the front door, but he could still knock on the thick door.

Maca waved his hand, opened the door, and then walked forward two steps, and came to the steps outside the door.

"Professor McLean, first-year freshman."

In order to maintain the majesty of the professor in front of the students, Hagrid rarely called Maca once by his surname and position.Somehow, popping out of his mouth always made Maca feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, Professor Hagrid." Maca nodded and said, "Leave it to me-everyone will follow me, keep up, and be careful not to fall behind!"

When these little guys saw Maca, most of them looked left and right in surprise.In fact, except for the small group of Muggle-born students whom Maca had contact with, those who had never seen him were hesitant.

No way, Maca's face is really too "tender".Now he has a good reputation in the magic world, so there are a lot of such troubles, but these new students may not be clear.

Of course, the new life is a new life after all, and there is still awe for this magnificent and mysterious Hogwarts castle.Even if they were somewhat suspicious of this surprisingly young professor, they were still relatively honest to follow.

After Maca led them through the long corridor and led them to the small hall where Sarah was, he beckoned to Sarah who was coming here.

"Just like you, she is also a freshman enrolled this year. Let's get along well in the future!" He said, "Then...yes, welcome to Hogwarts! Maybe some of you have already heard of it-enjoy delicious Before the dinner, I will help you find the academy you want to enter. This is Hogwarts’s custom and Hogwarts’ rules.”

"You will go to classes, do homework, eat, and sleep with the students from the same college. If the school is a big family, then the college is each family in this family. Hogwarts has four colleges, they are ..."

Maca stood in front of the hall calmly speaking about the sorting house, and sent a warning to these little wizards by the way.

In the crowd, Alexander and Ensi, the two children who had the most contact with Maca, also raised their heads. Although they looked at Maca with different eyes, they all had similar longings and longings.