Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Both Sirius and Lupin appeared in the Daily Prophet.

But of course, neither of them will be the protagonists in that magical photo or in the large text below.

The subject of this headline report is actually an article about the upcoming establishment of a new wizard residence in the British magical world.

The most striking thing in that photo is naturally Scrimgeour, the current Minister of Magic.As for Sirius and Lupin, they became human figures along with several other Aurors.

But no matter what, there are a few more members of the Order of the Phoenix who are stationed in the Ministry of Magic, which is an indisputable fact.

Maca didn't say anything about this, he just glanced at the newspaper at random, and then continued to chew on his breakfast.

"...Well, this bean is good."

After speaking vaguely, he took another spoonful into his mouth and ate very comfortably.

In these years at Hogwarts, breakfast was his most satisfied.Not only the food is good, but the people and environment in this auditorium are also in line with his wishes. Everyone is a lazy person who is not awake, eating while yawning. This is what he wants in the morning. So laid back and casual.

Speaking of it, there seems to be a lot of owls in the morning shift today.Usually at this time, those little guys are basically astigmatized, but right now there seems to be an owl rushing in.

Look!Just after finishing talking, Maca saw another gray-white wings spread out... Huh?Seeing that, how do you feel that the person sending the letter this time is himself?

With the flapping sound of wings, the owl fell gently in front of Maca on the faculty bench.I saw it stand on the edge of the table and stretched its calf, exposing the small letter tube tied to it.

But Maca didn't get the letter the first time. Instead, he stared at the big bird.

The owl probably got a little hairy under Maca's stare, even the feathers on his body were erected, and then he shook his body vigorously.

A few small feathers floated into the half bowl of soup that Maca had, but he didn't care too much.

"interesting."

He stretched out his hand and gently picked up the feather in the soup bowl, twisted his two fingers slightly, and threw it aside.

After he took out a small piece of paper from the owl's leg, he saw the little guy flapping his wings and flying again, leaving in a hurry.

Maca held the note in his hand and looked at the other party hurriedly away, until he couldn't see it, he lowered his head and slowly unfolded the note.

"See you at the old place at noon."

It's just such a simple sentence...no, you can even call it "a phrase".However, this did not surprise Maca at all.

In fact, from the time he started observing the owl, he basically knew who the news came from.

Not long after, his hand holding the note shook slightly, turning it silently into ashes.

"It seems that I have to go to Azkaban again..."

While whispering to himself, his expression was not as impatient as this thought showed--seriously, he still had a lot of expectations for seeing old Eun again.

...

"...This class will stop here first!"

At the end of the third class in the morning, Maca on the podium waved away the handwriting on the blackboard while announcing the end of the lecture time.

After that, he recovered and added seriously:

"In fact, so far, everyone has performed very well! As far as your current level is reached, it is no problem to go directly to the final exam of this school year... So in the next course, I will We will further deepen the content on the basis of what we have learned so far, and hope that students who are willing to listen will be able to use this new knowledge in the future."

Speaking of which, most of the new students in this classroom now decide to take courses based on Maca’s performance at the beginning of each school year.

Unfortunately, Maca did not give them this opportunity.

"Okay, get out of class is over!" He waved his hand, "Don't be stunned! This is not the last class in the morning—hurry up and run to the classroom for the next class! The bell has been ringing for three minutes!"

After saying this, Maca picked up the textbook on the podium that was barely turned over, and walked out of the ancient magic text classroom first.

It started to snow again today, and the same white snowflakes floated in the white sky, and a layer of soft snow finally accumulated on the ground.

Maca, who didn't return to the office, just tucked the textbook around his waist and went all the way downstairs to the outside of the castle.

He savored the touch of the soles of his shoes sinking into the snow, and looked up at the mid-air filled with falling snow, and the mountains in the distance became blurred.

The snow all over the sky seemed to remind him-the day is getting closer and closer to Christmas.

Maca retracted his gaze and stepped on the snow on the lawn across the front courtyard of the campus, leaving behind a series of winding footprints.Until he walked out of the school gate, in the blink of an eye, the sky above his head changed to another boundless gloom.

The feeling of this island is still the same, and there is a sense of depression everywhere.And once a thunderstorm comes, the despair will immediately turn into despair.

If there is a choice, even if there are no dementors, I believe that none of the prisoners who are held here want to live here.

Maca shook his head and walked around a dead tree to the Blackrock Fortress.

At this moment, he found that the two Aurors guarding at the gate of the fortress were standing there well-because he came a little earlier, hasn't the old man arrived yet?

Maca, who didn't intend to spend any more money, just hid his figure, and quickly broke the warning curse above the fortress temporarily, and stepped on the magic book into the blackstone fortress silently.

When he was strengthening the defensive ability for this place, he was there to help with the defensive curse. Now he is here to walk, it is no different from going out and taking a walk.

However, when he discovered that there were two familiar figures in the entrance of the fortress prison, he knew that even if these two were not here for a walk, it would not take too much time to enter here.

"Oh, Mr. McLean..." A young male voice suddenly broke the silence here, "I haven't come in last time. I didn't expect that the defenses here are not easy? Are you the group of guys who helped the Ministry of Magic? Did you do it?"

It was the young wizard who followed Old Eun last time, and his tone was still so frivolous, but he didn't use it too loudly.

After all, if the Auror had heard it, he would definitely be wasting time to erase the memory.

Oh yes!Maca still remembers that his name seems to be "Seaman"?

But Seaman didn't expect that the old man in the wheelchair beside him waved his hand strenuously.

"You're not too young anymore, don't always be so distracted," Old Eun said slowly, "Do you think you can judge others with your ability?"

But it can be seen that Old Eun has always been tolerant of these children who are less than his fraction.Seeing that Seaman curled his lips nonchalantly, he glanced at Maca again intentionally or unintentionally.

"Boss, don't you give me this skill! Don't worry, I have confidence in you, boss-in fact, when doing tasks, didn't you prove this?"

Seaman has been a little skinny since he was a child, and he doesn't like to admit defeat.And after surviving Thunderbird's bloodline transformation in a desperate situation, his abilities have indeed grown rapidly.

If you really want to fight, even Asaph, who has the ability to become a giant, is not his opponent at all.

Old Eun didn't listen to this child, so he stopped talking about it.Although Seaman is always so casual and unruly, he is already a sensible man in his bones.

At least when it comes to treating him, this child has always had enough respect, which is enough.

"McLean," the old man suddenly looked at Maca again, and slowly said, "I don't know if you have calculated it yourself since the last meeting? Well, if you did, you should find out. The best time is almost here..."

When Maca heard the words, he ignored Nahiman and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I have counted." He said, and he couldn't help but spread his hands. "Just to be honest, I don't think the plan you mentioned can be successfully completed-I thought about it, and let me do it. If it does, the failure rate will be very high."

"Of course, I can understand your opinion, your judgment is not wrong. I believe that the reason you made such a judgment is because this plan involves too high a proportion of calculations, and this is what Muggles are good at. thing."

Seeing that the old man had reached the point, Maca nodded again to agree.

Old Eun saw this, but couldn't help sighing:

"But fortunately, the most important thing in my life is probably time. Don't worry! I have prepared all the calculation models that I need... It's just that I'm not good at regular runes, let alone like Rowena built the magic circle like that. That's why I need the help of candidates."

Speaking of which, the old man's "rejoice" was for Maca.From his own point of view, this thousand years of time would be far more painful and harder than death.

"Remember that Rowena said, she said,'Extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest wealth of a human being'. Unfortunately, I never understood it from beginning to end-what does she think of her who would say this? Get on me, an ordinary sailor who can only shake the winch to raise and lower sails?"

When he said this, the old man's skinny face was a little bit more slumped, as if he still couldn't see what his former wife thought.

"Perhaps, she just fell in love with your waiting for a thousand years, right?"

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