Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"... So, is that so?"

When Luna, Hermione and others are about to stage an "inevitable encounter" at the Literati quill shop, Maca is sitting by the fireplace in the office, having a supplementary conversation with Ens.

At this moment, a familiar bi-colored cane was turning in Maca's hand, and some vague and powerful magic wave made Maca secretly surprised.

Just now through Ens's account, Maca has roughly understood that Salazar Slytherin did leave a so-called "backhand".

According to the actual situation that Ensi said, the basilisk cultivated by Salazar is obviously a key to solving Haierbo.

And to say that another key to solving Haierbo is naturally the snake stick that Maca is holding in his hand.

"Using the instant death effect of the basilisk venom on the soul, and with the help of the secret connection between the soul fragments that transcends the space, a kind of'special toxin' that specifically restrains the Horcrux can be formed..."

"Well, speaking of it, it's kind of like a kind of'plague' on the soul level?"

It is conceivable that when the growth of the basilisk requires a lot of time, although Salazar Slytherin has come up with a near-perfect solution, there is no way to implement it by himself.

After all, he didn't make any Horcruxes for longevity, and he never thought of doing that.

However, it can be said that it was a foolproof method, but after all, it is no match for the changes brought by time.Who could have expected that the basilisk specially bred by Salazar was disassembled into parts by someone in the secret room?

"Oh, is it my fault?"

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"The basilisk is already dead...Although the venom was collected at the time, the toxin that lost its magical activity is just a pot of relatively powerful biological toxin. The only thing left is that it is stored in this snake stick. Has the magic of his soul spread?"

After thinking about it for a while, Maca suddenly raised his head and looked at Ensi, who was sitting on the opposite side holding a teacup.

"Remember, what was the mantra that Salazar told you to recite?"

Hearing this, Ensi shook his head again and again.

"Uh, I was patronizing and running away at that time, and I didn't even have time to listen..." He said as he thought, and finally said a little apologetically, "Well, except for the laughter of that old man Salazar, I basically remember Not too many things."

"Okay!" Maca shrugged. "You can go back first-if you can remember the spell Salazar read, please come and tell me at any time."

"Of course, no problem," Ensi said immediately, "I'll go back and remember it again."

After he finished speaking, he just turned and walked a few steps, only to hear the voice of Maca coming from behind him.

"Wait a minute," Maca said as he stretched out the snake stick, "you forgot it."

Ensi looked back and waved his hand hurriedly.

"Oh no, this...I think it would be better to stay with you..."

"It was left to you by Slytherin," Maca said calmly, "take it! It's useless to me, and I suggest you just take it back and treat it as a collectible."

Having said this, he paused for a while, then exhorted kindly:

"Remember! Everyone's wand is different-this snake rod is very powerful, but for us, it is not the best."

"Is that..." Ensden said thoughtfully, "Professor McLean, you mean... is this the so-called'Wand Selection Wizard'?"

After hearing the words, Maca couldn't help but smile.

"Let me think about it. You heard that sentence from Mr. Ollivander, didn't you?" He asked, but soon put his smile away and said seriously, "But I have to tell you ——The truly great wizards choose their wands."

At this point, Maca seems to recall something,

"There used to be a magic wand, which was called the most powerful wand in the world by wizards, and its name was'Old Wand'. And the last owner of this wand... I think you must have heard of it, he This is our last principal at Hogwarts-Professor Albus Dumbledore."

"Oh, of course!" Ens nodded when he heard Dumbledore, "The greatest wizard of modern times, sacrificed for Hogwarts... Even after his death, he could deter the Dark Lord and his minions. , Making them afraid to easily harass Hogwarts Castle."

"Yes," Maca said with a smile, "but I can tell you one thing secretly-in fact, Professor Dumbledore is dead physically, but his spirit is not. As far as I know, he is already another In a place beyond our reach, a brand new adventure has begun!"

"This... is this real? Really?" Ensi couldn't help but widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this.

"Well, maybe!" Maca spread his hand, "Professor Dumbledore's realm is too high, I don't know it very well. I just know that he only did one thing before choosing to take that path. thing--"

Obviously, Ensi, who is full of longing for this world of wizards and magic, has long been unable to suppress the yearning in his heart.

"What's the matter?" He almost uncontrollably took a step forward and asked eagerly.

However, Maca still maintained his calm smile, even his sitting posture did not change.

"Professor Dumbledore, broke the'old wand' he had been using... just like that, with a click, it turned into two pieces of shattered wood."

While speaking, he also held the two ends of the snake stick with both hands and gestured casually.But just such a random fake move made Ensi's heart tight.

"Don't worry, I will return it to you after I say it. This is what you have." Maca reached out and handed it out, "Remember what I just said-strength may give us a certain degree of strength, but Let us get lost on the way forward. Magic is always a magical, wonderful and dangerous thing."

After this, Maca let Ensi take the snake stick, and watched the little wizard of Hufflepuff leave his office.

When the door of the room closed again, he lifted the cup in his hand and took a sip of tea.

"Leading a child who may be on a crooked path to the right path...maybe more difficult than I thought," he sighed seemingly inadvertently. "Being a good teacher is really hard!"

But while Maca was still sighing for the great cause of "teaching and educating people," a wave of magical power faintly appeared from the corridor outside the office door, making him habitually look towards the door.

Unsurprisingly, a knock on the door rang.

"Please come in."

Maca waved his hand, the door opened in response, and then he saw Professor Flitwick standing at the door... Uh, okay!Due to Flitwick's most adorable height due to his fairy blood, Maca actually only saw a small bald head.

"Oh, Professor Flitwick? You don't come to me often..." Maca immediately got up and greeted him. "Isn't it a day off today? I thought you would go to the three broomsticks with Hagrid for a few drinks. ?"

But when Maca saw Flitwick's expression, he knew there might be something wrong.

"Yes, Maca! I did want to go out with Hagrid and Slughorn for a drink," the little Flitwick said sharply, "But...well, we are at school. How many... er, guests?"

"So, they are the reason you came to my office to find me, right?" Maca curiously asked, "Which customer is it?"

"No, it's not exactly..." Flitwick looked behind him, then closed the door of the office, lowered his voice, "It's from the Witt family. Listening to them, it seems that they want to take Charlotte. The little girl is brought back to the family."

"Oh?"

To be honest, Maca really didn't have any predictions about what happened to the Witt family at this time.

According to his previous assumptions, the most likely time for the gang of Witte guys to appear should be before the public event of Nico Lemay’s estate.

Even if it doesn't help, they should choose to make some noise before and after the alchemy contest.

Regardless of the possibility, Maca didn't think they would still be interested in Sister Charlotte, let alone come to Hogwarts for someone special.

"Professor, how many people are here?" Maca pondered for a moment, and then quickly asked.

Since entering the door just now, Flitwick's expression has been more solemn.This means that although the current situation may not be so good, it must not be out of control.

"A lot," Flitwick recalled, "There were probably more than twenty people. At this moment, Minerva was asking them at the school gate...or rather, trying to slow down."

"That's—I mean, what about Charlotte? She..." As she was talking, Maca quickly said to herself, "Oh, today is Hogsmeade Day, she should have gone early in the morning. Pig’s head bar is working."

"Yes," Flitwick heard the words and nodded immediately, "So, Minerva wants me to tell you first."

"Well, I got it."

He originally brought Charlotte back to Hogwarts, but now that someone comes to ask someone at home, Professor McGonagall still has to find Maca.

However, after getting a general understanding of the situation, Maca still didn't figure out what happened.The Werther family came to ask for Charlotte's behavior. What kind of intention was behind it?

"Forget it, anyway, let me go down and take a look!" Maca frowned. "Professor, you should arrange for the students who are still in the castle so that they won't go out for the time being."

As Professor Flitwick nodded, Maca had already passed him by and opened the door to the corridor.

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