Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Why is Luna sleeping again?"

While this thought flashed in Hermione's mind, Maca, who was sitting on the staff seat and stuffing French fries in his mouth, was also curious about it.

Luna's daily schedule is still very regular. Don't look at her always in a trance, but unexpectedly pay attention to life planning.

Just like when Maca stayed at Lovegood’s house, Luna called him in the morning.

"When I recalled that time, my nose was a little itchy..." Maca put down the fork with a wry smile, and rubbed his nose.

At this moment, he knocked on his forehead lightly, reminding himself secretly:

"Well, be careful not to overprotect...don't overprotect..."

After the night in the library, Maca has slightly improved many people and many things... When Dumbledore treated him back then, he was trying to maintain a certain distance as much as possible, which would be very helpful in promoting human growth. Great help.

Now, it's time for Maca to do that.

Putting the last piece of French fries on the plate directly into his mouth, Maca stood up, said hello to the other professors, and walked straight to the entrance of the auditorium.

When returning to the office, he usually walks through the doorway of the side porch. Look at him like this, either he wants to go for a walk in the vestibule, or he wants to leave Hogwarts again.

"Maca?"

When passing by the Gryffindor long table, Hermione suddenly stopped him.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Maca took a meal, turned his head and looked over, "Today's fish and chips are very Muggle-like, and the amount of salt is just right-but don't overeat. This thing is easy to make people fat, I think Mrs. Pomfrey probably won't help you lose weight!"

"It's nothing..." Hermione pursed her lips. "I meant to say... Maca, when are you free? I want to show you something."

"Um..." Maca thought for a while, "Maybe it won't work today, or tomorrow... can it?"

"Of course," Hermione said suddenly, "Of course, then tomorrow noon, we will be—"

While talking, she stretched out her finger and pointed upward.

"Waiting for you in the'old place'."

When Maca heard it, she knew that she was talking about the responsive room, because Maca told her herself.

"Ok, no problem."

After nodding at Hermione, Maca chatted casually with Harry and the others, and finally glanced at Luna who was still dozing off before turning and leaving.

"Hermione, are you going to perform this morning's experiment for Maca?" Harry asked subconsciously as he watched the slowly closing doors of the auditorium.

"I don't think this is a good idea," Ron couldn't help but whispered, "Hermione, don't you think you should wait for your research to become more mature..."

"Of course I didn't intend to just show Maca the morning one! Didn't I say? That can't even be called the first step..." Hermione drooped.

"Oh, is there anything cooler?" Harry nodded immediately, "then it's okay!"

"Yeah, of course there is something'cooler'..." Hermione said as she said, she suddenly hung her head and sighed, "But, it also requires experimentation and adjustment to have the possibility of success. ."

Having said this, she finally waved her hand and said, "Okay! Ron said right, it's not a good idea...I was too impulsive."

Hermione wanted Maca's approval, and Harry and Ron already knew about this.But because of this, the two of them...

"Don't worry! That one is amazing this morning, and Maca will be happy for you after seeing it!"

They couldn't say such comforting words at all, because they knew very well—even if the facts might turn out to be that way, Hermione herself couldn't be happy.

"Hermione, Harry," Ron said suddenly after the three of them were silent for a while, "this afternoon... let's skip class..."

...

While Hermione and the three little lions were discussing something not so good, Maca had already walked directly from outside the school gate to the gate of Black House.

Because he knew that at this time, someone was already here waiting for him.

"Oh, are you eating here too?"

Entering the old house, passing through the hall, and walking straight to the door of the reception room, Maca found that there was no one inside.Generally speaking, at least Lupin didn't leave here very much, so he guessed at once that everyone must have gone to the kitchen.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door at the end of the corridor, Maca saw that there was a lively lunch inside.The children saved by him and Sarah were also here, and it seemed that they were even more relaxed than before.

"Maca, are you here?"

When Lu Ping saw him show his face, he immediately greeted him, and Sirius sitting near the door also stretched out his hand and touched Maca's arm in a friendly way.

It is worth mentioning that when the children turned their heads when they heard the sound, a burst of messy names were "sprinkled" on Maca.Maca, McLean, elder brother, sir... have all the names, but Maca can only stand in place and smile happily.

To tell the truth, he can't handle the kids well—of course, it must be excluded like the little wolf girl Lenny.

But these children finally become cheerful, which is a good thing no matter how you think.

"Mr. McLean, do you want to sit down and eat?" Only Lena remained the same. After the maca was discovered, she immediately stood up from her seat and said, "I will prepare some more for you."

"No, no need—" Maca said hurriedly, "I have eaten it in school."

"Then I'll make a cup of Gordigan tea..."

Lena nodded her head calmly, and saw that she was about to turn to go to the teapot. Maca had to stop her again.

"Wait until I come back to drink! You sit down first, and eat something..." he said, and quickly beckoned to the position against the wall inside, "Mondungus, stop eating and drinking there. ,Come out!"

After that, Maca waved to everyone and told them to continue their meal.And he himself quickly turned back and walked in the direction of the reception room.

Mondungus didn't dare to neglect, after leaving the kitchen, he followed in a hurry.

"I want to ask what you know," Maca said without going to sit down in the reception room, standing at the door, "Is there anything wrong?"

Mondungus had just stood still in front of Maca, and after listening to Maca's words, he nodded quickly.

"What you said last time, don't let us follow--" he whispered, "so, the news after that is still obtained from others... you know, it may not be very accurate."

"Of course," Maca said immediately, "Just say, I will verify it myself."

"Okay," Montongues continued to nod. "I heard an old man say that after leaving the black market in London, the group seemed to have returned to the southeast-just yesterday."

"Is Canterbury's'Studyport Street'? The wizards' gathering place there..." Maca took a sentence, but then wondered, "What did they do when they went back there? If nothing was born, the news should be paid It’s not in your hands so soon."

"Oh, I think so..." Montongues spread his hand, "but things are a bit strange-they robbed an individual at the door of a wizard family. The male wizard surnamed Smith is from the Xuegang Post Office. Deputy Director."

"Really?" Maca raised her eyebrows and muttered to herself, "Anyone who took care of the owl was taken away? Is it related to any letter?"

After much thought, Maca looked at Mondungus again.

"After this, is there any updated information?"

"Probably yes," Mondungus said, but then said frankly, "but most of the information is still on the way...maybe we will know more in the evening."

"That's not going to wait," Maca looked up at the wall clock in the conference room. "Is your'old man' following over there? Or is he getting news from someone else?"

"Hey," Montongues said with a wry smile, "My old man is just as courageous as me-of course, if you want to touch the source of the intelligence, you will soon turn up."

"Then you can come with me!" Maca waved, and went to the hall first. "When you find that group of people, you can come back first, and I will do the rest."

"Oh, it couldn't be better to be able to do things with you!" Montongues followed with a grin, and casually said, "At least there is no danger."

...

A moment later, Xuegang Street, Canterbury.

"This is my old man, if you have any questions, just ask him!"

In the depths of a stall that was randomly set up with linen cloth and bamboo poles, Maca saw an old man who was more sloppy than Mondungus.

When Maca noticed him, he was still mumbling with other people, it seemed that he couldn't stop for a while.

So Maca simply flicked a Jin Jialong over and asked him to shut his mouth and walk over.

"Hey, Dunge!" The old man said while playing with Jin Jialong in his hand, "Although we have known each other for a long time, since you have brought people, this is a business! I want to ask a question, a gold Garon is not enough!"

"Come on!" Montongues immediately pushed the old man. "What to say is the recent incident. I took our head to "pick up the goods" in person."

"Boss?" After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but look at Maca again, "Every time I hear you blowing up to the sky, this time I finally saw a real person... All right! Come with me..."

A guy like him who has been trading intelligence all his life is obviously very curious about Maca's identity.It's a pity that Maca had already made a disguise before he came, and he couldn't see anything after all.

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