Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In this world, there are many things that are both frightening and unpleasant.

For example, one day you squatted on the toilet in your own bathroom and happened to be constipated.Just when you are going to try to squeeze and watch again, and just give up if it doesn't work... A stranger suddenly opened the bathroom door, telling you with a calm face that he was pulling very freely today.

At this moment, you will probably hesitate.Because you don't know, should you drink first and ask him why he broke into your home, or should you yell first to relieve the hatred of constipation.

But fortunately, because you were already constipated today, you can probably get a full mark on your expression... I mean, if there are such damn questions.

And now, the faces of these Mesopotamian wizards all have a somewhat constipated look.

"Ok?"

Maca, who had just appeared out of nowhere in the "encirclement" of this group of wizards, first looked down at the few magic texts that were slowly fading, and then raised his head to say hello to them.

"Presumably you are the joint delegation of Mesopotamia, right?" Some apologies were on his face, "I'm sorry, our school should inform you in advance...we are around Hogwarts Castle. The space was once reinforced by the four founders of the year. Space movement is not feasible..."

Naturally, Maca is not really sorry, but these wizards will all be guests after all, and there is always nothing wrong with being polite.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this... it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, in fact, our side is too abrupt..."

The old wizard Paisa was also very sophisticated, and seeing Maca gave the steps, he immediately reacted.

If this refining formation hits the reinforced space, he doesn't know what will happen.But since the young wizard in front of him took the initiative to come over, needless to say, there are obviously some signs on Hogwarts.

Maca couldn't help showing a friendly smile as he listened to the old wizard descending the donkey quickly.And then, he didn't intend to continue this topic, but cast his sights on the surrounding stone pillars.

"...Is this... a kind of formation formation?" He looked at it with interest, regardless of other wizards and wizards who were staring at him. "A formation that can move in space, this It's really unheard of... As expected of Mesopotamia, this alchemy background is really amazing."

"Ashamed...Speaking of speaking, we are just tracing the footprints left by our ancestors..." Old Pasa said kindly, and with a light wave of his right hand, he signaled that the younger generations around him would step back first. , Was it the door key just now? But... as far as I know, the door key needs to be positioned and cast before it can be used?"

Because of the unexpected arrival of Maca, it was hard for Old Pasa to despise.Therefore, even if he didn't recognize Maca's appearance, even if Maca's appearance was particularly young, he had to secretly remind himself that he should pay more attention to the wording.

"I just reversed the coordinates, you should understand..." Maca retracted his gaze from the stone pillar, and then pointed to the formation, "Ah, by the way! I haven't introduced myself yet-my name is Maca. ·McLean, is a professor of ancient magic literature at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am glad to meet you!"

Even though Old Pasa didn't know much about Maca's appearance, he still knew something about Maca's name.

"You are Mr. McLean?" His face showed a bit of surprise at the right time, but his heart was secretly like this, "I have to trouble you to run this trip, really...Hello, um...we are here. The name of the side is often longer, you may not be comfortable, just call me Pasa."

Maca can't help but sigh secretly: Mr. Pasa, you are afraid that you haven't seen the wizards from the African tribes just now, the name is very long.

At least in your area, there is only a first name without a surname, and the long is just a series of the names of the ancestors of the elders.

You know, the wizards of those tribes have inherited their names, surnames, and titles from generation to generation. This is not enough. People have to add some inexplicable words to express their respect for nature.

"Okay, then..." He muttered happily, then looked around, "Mr. Pasa, the International Wizarding Federation should have sent someone over? Is he here?"

As Maca asked, Old Pasa immediately turned his head to look at it, and then pointed out for him.

...

Macca ran to pick up people temporarily, and Professor McGonagall personally came forward to receive them at Hogwarts.This international alchemy competition is very important to the school, and most of the guests from all over the world are not insignificant, so she naturally attaches great importance to it.

And because many outsiders came to the school in the past two days, the little wizards suddenly had a lot of topics to talk about.Even if nothing happened to them at the time of the game, it would be enough to be a good audience, but everyone couldn't help being infected by the atmosphere, and there were many students discussing the content of the game.

However, there are people who are keen on gossip, just as there will be people who don't care at all.

It was like Hermione and the four of them, because they were struggling with the Horcrux, they didn't feel much about this alchemy contest.And like Hufflepuff’s Ens Tavon, who has been trying to translate the ancient words on the parchment every day these days, of course he has no time to take care of it.

Well, among those who don't care, maybe Draco Malfoy should be added.However, his business will be put aside for the time being...to say that the most noteworthy thing today, I am afraid that it is the classmate Alexander of Gryffindor.

As the only "friend" of Enns, Alexander recently became quite confused about his cheap friend.

Alexander self-evidently remembered that Ensi's attitude towards the study of spells was even more extreme than that of him, and he was practicing almost every day.However, recently he discovered that the opponent's practice frequency was significantly less.

In these days, he has made great progress by relying on his own diligent practice and a moderate amount of lucky chocolate.But what about Ens?Occasionally, I saw the opponent practicing the spell several times, and he could tell at a glance that Ensi's spell seemed to have a tendency to stand still.

A radical utilitarian at the time, but now there is no significant progress. Could it be that Ens gave up?

No, at least Alexander thinks that this is definitely not the case.

So, Alexander naturally ran to the library to take a look-he wanted to know what changed Ens, and let him put down his wand and take a book and quill instead?

"Ensi, are you planning to study ancient magic literature with Professor McLean in the future?" Alexander asked in a low voice while looking at Ensi who was sitting at the reading table.

He had to lower the volume, or else Mrs. Pins, the librarian, was not a vegetarian.

"Huh?" Ens glanced up at Alexander, and then vaguely said, "Is it..."

Out of caution, he didn't bring out the parchment from Hufflepuff's Secret Chamber, but was going to try to learn this course by himself.Since the well-known Maca is the professor of this course, there is no reason not to try it, right?

"Oh, that's really good. Actually, I want to take this course in the third grade too!" Alexander first agreed, and then hesitated, "But...what about spells and Defense Against the Dark Arts? Are you planning to practice hard?"

Ensi has been looking through the Mowen dictionary here, and from time to time he still writes a few strokes on the paper, which shows his seriousness.At this time, if someone wants to talk to you, it will obviously feel very annoying.

"Of course I want to practice..." He raised his eyes again and said impatiently, "Didn't you see it?"

"but--"

"But what?" Ens finally couldn't help interrupting Alexander's words and said coldly, "Your recent progress is indeed quite big. I heard that there was a show in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class... But, you think so. Are you qualified to preach in front of me?"

"I don't have a preaching." Alexander was stunned by Ensi, his chest was a little frustrated, but he was a good temper, but he quickly suppressed the irritation in his heart, "Ensi, I It’s just weird that you reduce your practice. You know, didn’t we always practice together before?"

But Ens obviously didn't have the mind to talk well. He saw that Alexander was still so good, but he just waved his hand like a fly.

"If you want to practice in pairs, I will talk about it in a few days... I will let you know that the little progress you have now is nothing to me!" He still impatiently said, "But now-hurry up and go. Don’t you see that I’m busy?"

Having said that, he lowered his head again, and looked at the dictionary and compared his notes back and forth.As for Alexander gradually frowned, he didn't even bother to look at it.

Alexander has a good temper, but he is not the kind of good old man who is slapped with his left cheek, and will take the initiative to hand his right cheek out to continue fanning.Now that Ensi had said so much, he undoubtedly didn't want to use his hot face to stick to someone's cold ass.

"All right!" He curled his lips. "I'll just wait for you to teach me... But if you can't teach me, then don't blame me for teaching you!"

After leaving this sentence, Alexander turned around and went straight to the door of the library without waiting for Ens to speak again.

"Huh, is it really going to heaven after being praised for a few words?" Ensi thought for a while, but then rubbed his eyebrows, "Hey, why should I be angry with him? Could it be because I have slept less recently and my temper? Has it become more smelly?"

He is at least conscious, knowing that he has always had a bad temper.But I know that Gui knows that it's harder to make him regret than going to heaven.

"……who cares!"