Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Stay back!"

Hermione's quick retreat and warning stopped everyone else who was about to follow.And then, with a "bang", the door to the responsive room was quickly closed by Hermione.

When everyone avoided the wall and returned to the corner here, the door frame immediately began to fade away, presumably in a while, it will be the same as usual, and it will return to the original ordinary brick wall.

But at a certain moment before the door door completely disappeared, only a soft sound of "chi" was heard, and a sharp blade flashing silver light penetrated the door panel suddenly.

As a result, while Hermione and the others were uncertain, the deforming door suddenly froze at that moment.

"What...what?" Neville, who was tall and mammoth, shrank his neck and asked timidly, "This...Harry...Is he all right?"

Before the rest of the people could answer, and heard a "swish", the sharp blade that could be seen by the light was taken back.

Hermione's breathing couldn't help becoming heavier.

"I think we should strictly follow every word of Maca to the end..." She pursed her lips. "He said that Harry must be left alone, so we should not go in... even open the door without authorization. Will not work."

"Uh... now the key is that we should... do something?" Ron said nervously, "I remember Maca said that Harry himself is not dangerous, but the other living creatures around him would... "

His words can be regarded as an answer to Neville, who is unknown.But to be honest, they are not quite sure what they should do now.

In these short seconds, probably everyone except Luna was thinking about a question again and again-why didn't the second sword that pierced the door start?

No way, because everyone can't imagine what will happen next.

But after a few seconds of silence, the door was suddenly opened from inside.Under the focus of the eyes, a head poked out.

what's the situation?

Just a little black short hair reflected in everyone's field of vision, and it caused everyone to squeeze their imagination.It's a pity...or I should say "very lucky", at least they didn't see a pair of scarlet pupils shining with blood.

"Huh? What's wrong..."

Harry, who leaned out his upper body, immediately found that everyone's eyes were on him.

He looked at everyone, then turned his head to look at the hole in the door panel, and soon frowned.

"Oh... It looks like, did I fail again?" He muttered to himself, "But, will my behavior inside affect the door? Maca can guarantee that there will be no problems... "

Everyone was finally relieved to hear Harry talking to himself like this.After thinking about it, Hermione took a few steps forward cautiously and moved closer to Harry.

"I accidentally opened the door... Harry, you... are you okay?"

Although Maca had said that Harry would not have an accident, how could she not worry about it in this situation?

"I'm fine," Harry said regretfully as he walked out, "I waved in it countless times, and after that, I finally felt its power... It's just that I just seemed to have failed again."

As he was talking, he paused for a while and looked down at his hand.There, the Gryffindor sword was carefully wrapped in linen cloth, and there was no direct contact with him.

"That is indeed an incredible force, but unfortunately I only lasted for more than ten seconds...I don't remember the situation after that."

Seeing the long linen wrapper, Hermione dared to walk to Harry's side with confidence and took the sword from the opponent's hand.

"It's a bit late today, but don't worry, you will be able to last longer tomorrow."

While she put the package upright in her schoolbag, she comforted Harry by the way, but a little worry soon appeared in her eyes.

"But to be honest,

"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly, "this is my choice-Maca is too hard alone, we have to share as much as possible for him, isn't this what you said? Don't worry, since Professor Dumbledore gave me the book, which means that the professor also supported me in doing so!"

He was talking, but couldn't help but look back at the flat hole in the door, and it was obvious that the thoughts in his heart were not as fearless as they appeared on the surface.

"I just want to know, how did I wake up just now?"

The guilt that Yijian plucked Luna back then did not completely disappear even after so long.The feeling of complete loss of control, although he did not have any intuitive memory, made his regret even more profound.

Fortunately, as the thought of protecting the friends around him gradually became stronger, the guilt was somewhat relieved.

"We don't know..." Hermione turned around and walked towards Luna and the others. "I only heard you yelling at the time. Then I hurriedly closed the door, and it didn't take long for the sword to move away. Stabbed out of the door."

Harry saw her walking there, so he followed.

"Oh, I think this has to be mentioned with Macka. Even if there is no way to control the Gryffindor sword for too long for the time being, as long as you can figure out how to wake up, it will be a big gain."

After both of them left the door of the responsive room, the door continued to fade, and finally recovered safely to the original wall.

It seems that the sword marks on the door will not make it lose its original miraculous effect.

But when Ron and Neville got close to Harry and were about to ask about the details inside, a familiar footstep suddenly came from the other side of the corner of the corridor.

"Oh, Filch is here."

After wandering at Hogwarts so many times at night, they had already become accustomed to the sound of Filch's characteristic dragging footsteps, so Ron spread his hands helplessly in a blink of an eye.

Hermione glanced out the window subconsciously, remembering something that Harry had temporarily ignored because of Harry's accident.

"Professor McGonagall may have sent him to see us, but he didn't expect to come so quickly... Before Maca left, he must have told the professor that we were here."

Sure enough, when Filch appeared hurriedly in front of them, his face did not show any unexpected expressions.

"You really are here--" He waved his hand casually, "Come with me, the principal wants you to go over."

...

City of London, near a certain section of the Thames.

"Mr. McLean, the minister ordered us to go to the black market to meet you, but... what's the situation below and why are all entrances closed?"

On the bank, the three Aurors gathered together.And their leader is the newly appointed Auror office director, Kingsley, who is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

It's just that when outside, he and Maca will tacitly maintain a certain degree of distance, and put everything in the Order of the Phoenix to the bottom of my heart for the time being.

"The situation is a bit complicated," Maca said quickly. "The time is urgent. I'll talk about it later... You first set up a team to arrange them properly. The other two teams come over to collect the door keys, and then go down to rescue more people. come out--"

At this time, besides the Auror, there were some ordinary wizards around him. They were all acquaintances that Maca brought out of the black market.

He is not a saint. At this time, the most important thing is to ensure that people he knows are out of danger.

For example, his predecessors when he was on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, Christine Cook and Charles Brown, who have been opening stores on the black market after graduation.

Oh!It seems that Christine must be called "Mrs. Brown" now.

Not to mention this, then, under the instructions of Auror, the more than twenty people rescued by Maca began to unify and transfer to the Ministry of Magic first.

The other two Aurors led by Kingsley stepped forward one by one and took some weird door keys from Maca.

This was done by the way when Maca was looking for someone. The spell was very simple for him, and started... After all, these Aurors were originally written to Scrimgeour by him, and now he naturally wants more Make good use of it.

In fact, like these preparations, some loopholes are unavoidable, but they are considered more thoughtful.You know, since he learned that the black market is about to be blocked from the inside, it has only been less than 20 minutes.

However, let’s ask, will Helbo give him too much time to transfer wizards from the black market?

The answer is obvious……

"Mr. McLean, the door key has no effect."

"We are too."

"Ah, it's the same here."

Only seeing Maca behaved very eagerly, these experienced Aurors knew that they should also speed up.So before Maca finished distributing the door keys, the people who received them in groups of four or five wanted to rush to the black market to take action.

But after this trial, they found that the door key was not successfully activated.

When Maca heard the words, his face couldn't help but change slightly.After holding the door key in his hand and sensing it carefully, he suddenly shook his head.

"The space on the other side seems to be completely isolated from the outside, you guys..." He looked at the remaining two Aurors and frowned, "Forget it, you go back to the Ministry of Magic and mobilize more people there Stand by. I'll go back to Hogwarts first, Mr. Scrimgeour should be there by now."

If the space on both sides is really cut off by Helbo in some way, Maca will not be unable to enter.

It's just that he needs more time to rectify his helpers, because if he only relies on himself, then the efficiency is a bit too low.

Before the words were over, Maca activated another door key and disappeared from the sight of the Aurors first.

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