Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Several weeks have passed since Maca returned from Romania.Although McGonagall read Akinbard's letter to him as soon as he returned to Hogwarts, he didn't say anything specific.

He just said--

"Christmas is coming soon!"

After that, the situation at the Hebakh School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Israel also spread to Hogwarts with the voice of the media, but Maca still did not respond.

It's like, now he just wants to prepare Christmas well and let the teachers and students of the school have an unforgettable night.Otherwise, don't do what he thinks.

So, as the days passed, the biggest change in everyone's daily life was the snowflakes floating in the sky.

In the office, Maca was immersed in the manuscript quickly calculating, his pen never stopped.

It can be seen that there is a comet orbit map not far away on the table. It was predicted by a recent Muggle astronomer, and it was significantly more detailed than his previous one.

Only occasionally would he pick up the cup on the table while writing, and pour into his mouth a sip of the cold tea.

I don't know how long it took before he suddenly inserted the feather pen into the ink bottle, and then gathered the thick manuscript paper in front of him and put it aside.

After drunk the tea in the cup, he finally leaned back on the chair, squinted his eyes and rested for a while.

"This way, maybe it can really work..." Maca thought to himself, "Of course, the premise is that the data is correct."

After letting his brain rest for a while, he stood up and walked to the door.

...

It's almost dusk, and without the warm sunlight during the day, you can intuitively feel the rapid drop in temperature.

Maca stepped on the snow that had accumulated long ago, walked through most of the vestibule with the sound of "creaking", and once again came to the door of Hagrid's hunting grounds cabin.

"Boom!"

He knocked on the door, but after a while he couldn't wait for Hagrid to come out and open the door.

Of course, it is more likely that no one will respond when knocking on Hagrid's side recently, but this does not mean that Hagrid is not at home.

In this regard, Maca has long been used to it.

I didn't care too much, I saw that he stretched out his hand and shook it a few times in front of the door, and then opened the door in one fell swoop.

"Sure enough, is it inside again?"

Looking around the room, there is no one.

But in this hut today, there is something that has never appeared here in the past-it is a flat box like a door panel, if it is unlucky, it is almost like a coffin lid.

At this moment, the "coffin cover" was leaning against the wall of the hut, and the house was quiet, almost non-existent.

Maca shrugged, lifted his leg and walked straight there.

He couldn't see until he came to the front of the thing. One side of this flat box was basically a door panel, and there was even an old copper door handle pressed on it!

And as soon as he held the doorknob indifferently, and suddenly pulled it open, everything behind the door was immediately reflected in his eyes.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this flat box no more than 3 inches (about 7.62 cm) thick, there is a small world hidden.

"Roar--"

As soon as he opened the door panel, a loud roar came out from inside, but the sound was heard as if it was thousands of meters away.

Maca didn't stop at the door, and stepped in directly after opening the door.

Since this flat box is leaning against the wall of the cabin, it may feel a little strange that the inclination of the ground and the synchronization of the center of gravity change when just walking past.

But when you enter it, the suddenly clear vision will make you completely forget the previous doubts.

The eye is open grass, and the top of the head is a shade of trees.

In fact, when you look back, you can find that the place where you just came in is actually a big, thick tree.

"Boom!"

He closed the door first.

"Hagrid!"

Suddenly turning around, Maca’s cries spread all the way along the turquoise grass, attracting many magical animals living here.

A group of white Pegasus were lowering their heads and chewing on the grass. After hearing Maca's voice, their ears suddenly trembled twice, and then they raised their heads and looked here.

There were several holes in the ground not far away. When Maca’s shout passed by, several goblins came out of the ground and looked around curiously—then they were caught by the flying owl Mafa Staying far away.

Suddenly, a series of ball birds flickered and landed at Pegasus's feet.

The naughty little guys chased each other and fought, but unexpectedly an invisible beast appeared beside him, seeming to be trying to drive them back to a safe lair.

Maca didn't linger on them for too long, he raised his head and looked farther away.You can see it from a distance, and there is a huge creature flying in the sky.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, another roar resounded through this space, shocking a crowd of magical animals to flee to their den.

That was Norwegian Ridgeback Norberta-most animals don't know that although her voice can spread, she can't get through this area by itself.

"Oh! Maca, are you here?"

When Maca walked over there, Hagrid, who heard him shout, temporarily put down the iron pail in his hand, and greeted him here.

"I'm preparing dinner for Norberta! Today I brought some fish over..." He said happily, "I have long heard that the Norwegian Ridgeback is the only fire dragon that can go fishing in the sea. I was thinking of trying it. Is it real."

But when Maca heard it, she spread her hands.

"It may be possible to fish, but it may not be used for food--" he said, "you know, diving into the sea and swimming may be just a way of entertainment for them."

Having said that, Maca didn't try to stop Hagrid, after all, he just casually said a possibility.

When he watched Hagrid turn around again to make some minced meat, Maca also helped him get it together.

"How about it, do you get along well with the animals?" He asked as he put vegetables in the minced meat, "If you have any questions, please tell me at any time. I will work with you to find a solution-especially in terms of safety. Things, there can be no accidents!"

"Well, it's nothing in fact," Hagrid thought for a while, "If you have to say, hey, can this place be made bigger? I think Noberta's sweetheart is always flying fast enough..."

Maca grinned when he heard the words. To be honest, he really couldn't bear the strange smell of Hagrid moving towards it.

"It's not impossible to stack the Unmarked Stretching Curse again, but it will take more time to stabilize the space, and Christmas will probably be over by then!"

"Oh, okay!"

Hagrid shook the meat off his hand, then wiped his hand and cut the cabbage again.

But after walking a few steps, there was a sudden stop at his feet, and he turned around and looked at Maca with doubts.

"Maca, really!" Hagrid couldn't help asking, "How do I feel... you seem to be very careful about preparing for this Christmas event?"

"Huh? Isn't it okay to be more serious?" Maca smiled relaxedly, "every year there will be old students graduating and new students enrolling at the same time-I hope to leave them with some wonderful impressions or memories. "

"Of course this is a good thing, I just..." Hagrid hesitated, entangled with his own words, "I feel that you seem to be more diligent this time than when you were preparing for the alchemy contest last time!"

"This time there will be guests from outside the school, and there are not too many!"

Maca waved his hand, and stopped talking, but let the iron bucket containing a large pile of minced meat and vegetable shreds float by itself.

This bucket alone is half a man tall, and he can't lift it up as much as Hagrid.

"Boom boom——"

But seeing him tap the wall of the barrel with a spoon, there were a few muffled noises filled with things.

And before the knocking sound settled, a few eagle-headed horse-winged beasts sprang out one after another in a small forest in the distance. After running a few steps on the grass, they spread their wings and rushed to this side. come.

Hagrid watched Maca start feeding these eagles and horses, so he stopped asking questions, but picked up another bucket containing a large piece of fish and went further.

Maca is digging out the minced meat with a large spoon, and throwing it to the eagles and horses around him, watching them raise their front hoof probe to catch it.

These eagles and horses are all sick, and he and Hagrid must mix potions in their food.But it was precisely because of their illness that Hagrid could buy them at a low price from a certain breeder.

He fed a few tablespoons of minced meat, then looked back at Hagrid's leaving back, and then sighed secretly.

"I hope everyone can have fun on Christmas soon!"

After feeding the big bucket of minced meat, watching the eagles and horses slowly return to the woods, Maca gently took out the staff and shook it towards the sky.

Watching a certain light source in the sky gradually dimmed, most of the animals looked up at the sky-they were not used to this way of darkness yet!

Looking at Hagrid again, he saw that the guy was knocked to the ground by Nobetta's tail, but he immediately got up and tried to give him a hug. Maca couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

If I could be as pure and frank as Hagrid, maybe many things would become very simple.

"I'm going back!"

After yelling again, Maca stopped delaying, turned around and walked to the big tree when he was going.

He didn't just have to take care of Hagrid's side, he still wanted to continue tossing about the Defence Against the Dark Arts that Snape still gave him!

Before long, when the door inlaid in the tree trunk was restored and closed again, the space finally entered the real night.

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