Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Magic is an incredible thing, and people will never be able to judge it with common sense.

For example, the transparent barrier set by Maca, when it was subjected to Malfoy's continuous impact again and again, it clearly kept making a solid sound as if it hit a wall.But in the end, when it was finally difficult to maintain its form and broke and collapsed, on the contrary, there was not even a bit of movement.

Yes, under Malfoy's evil successive collisions, that seemingly indestructible magic barrier was finally forcibly destroyed.

If the outermost interference magic is the first obstacle that hinders Malfoy's progress, then this magical barrier that looks like an inverted glass bowl is undoubtedly the second.

At this moment, Malfoy, who had just broken through this obstacle, did not stop his footsteps, because the voice in his mind had obviously become clearer.

"Well, ahead...just ahead..."

In the face of the instinctive desire evoked by that voice, Malfoy's personal will is small.

"As long as I have enough power, I can surpass anyone, including that McLean..."

He continued to run forward, towards the place where the voice called to him.

"Yes, as long as there is power...As long as there is power, I can control everything, and I will definitely make the surname'Malfoy' above the global magic world!"

He was still running, and the scraps of grass were thrown behind him.

"I want the whole world to remember—remember me Draco Malfoy!"

He ran straight to the ancient temple in the forest at the entrance.

"boom!"

Then he stopped again, and flew upside down like the first time... It was just that what was blocking his path this time was no longer a transparent magic barrier, but a living person.

"Malfoy..." the man frowned. "Why are you here, can you give me a reasonable explanation? I mean... if you can explain it."

The visitor was of course Maca who came directly from Hogwarts, and when he saw what Malfoy looked like right now, he had some guesses.

No matter how Malfoy became like this, at least, based on the thick black air that lingered on him, Maca could roughly conclude that it had something to do with the Monument of Bewitching.

And when it comes to the Bewilderment Monument, most of it has nothing to do with Voldemort, right?

"Is it the'back hand' that guy left behind when he lived in the Malfoy family mansion?" Maca looked at Malfoy who was still trying to get up from the ground, and couldn't help but wonder, "But, this again What benefits can it bring him?"

"Mike...Lane..."

Malfoy, who was stopped by Maca's curse, stood up again, but although he didn't suffer any injuries, he still held his head hard and called Maca very hard.

"Oh? Can you still speak?" Maca stared at his tragic appearance, thoughtfully.

Judging from the current situation, Malfoy is definitely not the Dark Death transformed by Voldemort.Because although there are some guys who can retain a certain degree of self-awareness among the Black Death, as far as past memories are concerned, it is impossible and does not need to be preserved.

So, what kind of existence did this Malfoy standing in front of him become?

"McLean..."

Malfoy feels strange now. What's strange about him is not the surroundings, nor the Maca that pops up suddenly.It was himself that stunned him.

In fact, although he didn't know the reason, the bewitching voice that had occupied almost all his consciousness in his mind suddenly disappeared the moment Maca appeared.

Whether this can be considered a blessing, he still doesn't know.

He only knew that the voice had completely gone away from him, but there were still two different wills entangled in his heart.

One of them said that Malfoy should immediately flee here, because the Maca in front of him would definitely pose a great threat to him; but the other voice kept telling him that he should tell him all the facts. Kar frankly told me that only in this way can he be truly redeemed.

"Malfoy?"

When there was no time to consider external information, Malfoy's contradictions and conflicts that almost originated in the depths of his soul were easily revealed in his expression.Looking at the constantly changing look on his face, how could Maca not notice it.

Seeing that Malfoy's state seemed to be something wrong, Maca took the initiative to take a step in front of him. Unexpectedly, the opponent immediately backed away.

It can be seen that Malfoy's eyes immersed in his consciousness were finally placed on Maca's body.However, there are more instinctive guards in those eyes.

In other words, his eyes turned to Maca's side, but his will still stayed in his heart.

"Hey, today's time is a bit nervous, so let's take it back first..."

Maca thought about the alchemy competition that was still going on in the Hogwarts forecourt, and felt that there might not be a result at this moment, so he just planned to pack Malfoy away.

"Draco Malfoy!"

The sound of Maca had already brought a little bit of the power of the rules of the soul, almost like a direct explosion in Malfoy's heart, making his whole person a sudden shock.It was this simple call that finally awakened Malfoy from his entangled will dispute.

"Ah! McLean—"

If someone can show two diametrically opposed wills on their body at the same time, then they must be like Malfoy at this moment—

Although his face was full of struggling and stalemate expressions, his legs suddenly withdrew a few steps, and then he turned and ran at the maximum speed he could achieve.

As he moved away quickly, he turned his head in a contradictory manner, stubbornly looking back in the direction where Maca was.

"...McLean...help...help me."

Malfoy's state just now was obviously abnormal, and he turned around and ran very abruptly, which was naturally even more unpredictable.In addition, his speed is indeed very fast, so even Maca who has been staring at him in front of him can only react after he ran a short distance.

"This guy seems to have been running away since I knew him..."

Even though Malfoy was almost never pleasing to the eye, he was also a classmate of Maca.The most important thing is that although this product is not pleasing, at least it has always been self-aware. Since being taught a little by Maca as a child, he has never provoked Maca directly.

As Maca said-in front of him, if Malfoy didn't turn his head and ran, he must be on the way to escape, basically without exception.

Maca even remembered that when he met Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest consuming the blood of a unicorn, Malfoy was so scared that he slipped away with Fang.

"Although it's not very eye-catching, but you are indispensable everywhere?"

While reminiscing some of the past, Maca also chased Malfoy ahead.From the slightly shortened distance between the two, it can be seen that Maca's speed is obviously faster, and it will only be a matter of time before he catches up with Malfoy.

...

At about the same time, Ens was still straddling his flying broomstick from Hogwarts, and flew forward at full speed.

And just under him, the surging sea seemed to be endless, and the sea horizon in all directions was connected to the blue sky.

Above the head, there are not too many cloud barriers, and the sun swayed its dazzling light boldly, and even cast the heat on Ensi, who was moving forward against the sea breeze.

The continuous sunlight and the lack of fresh water for a long time made Ensi's mouth somewhat dry.

"How long will I see the coast..."

He looked around again, then suddenly stopped in the air, then drew out his wand and placed it horizontally in his palm.

"Show me the way."

Before the words fell, the wand immediately turned on its own and pointed steadily to the north.Ens calculated the position pointed out by the tip of the wand, and then nodded again before continuing to rush forward.

It must be quite difficult to move on the sea without a reference, but for a wizard riding a flying broomstick, as long as he calculates the right direction at the beginning, he can always reach the destination straight.Because as far as flying broomsticks are concerned, unless there is a slight problem with bias, the flying angle will not change.

Ens checked his direction from time to time, just to make sure he didn't accidentally flick the broomstick when he was flying.

However, when there is no problem with the itinerary, the mental and physical fatigue caused by the long flight has become the biggest problem.

The sound of the spell just now was obviously a little hoarse, and Ensi could clearly feel it himself.Maintaining the same flying movements all the time made him a little back pain, and even his muscles became stiff.

"You don't have to come to an island first, at least you have to rest first..."

While thinking this way, Ens shook his head vigorously, leaving these thoughts behind as much as possible.Because he knew that he would have been reckless enough to chase Malfoy like this, and if he wasted any more time, he would be less likely to go there to regain the opportunity.

Now his greatest hope was the test that Salazar Slytherin's phantom gave him.This is probably the only thing he had owned that Malfoy had not obtained.

To say that he may still seize some opportunities from Malfoy's hands, he can only rely on the advantages that may exist.

Therefore, he must not hesitate because of such exhaustion.

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