Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"I'm sorry, I don't think my gift is worthy of appearing by your bed on Christmas Day, so... I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance!"

When Maca heard this Christmas greeting from Troyer to Ron, his expression was also very subtle.He almost laughed at the time when he said something not quite enough for friends.

However, this kind of thing is a very embarrassing thing to anyone's head. For Ron, Maca can only hope that he is asking for more blessings...

All right!Let's not mention these messes, let's put our eyes back to the topic again!

Today, three days before Christmas, Maca finally received a letter from Akinbad, the president of the International Federation of Wizards.

In that long letter with several pages, Akinbad somehow explained in detail the various changes in Haifa these days.

After the thunderstorm that night washed away the Muggle memories, the city that was plagued by unavoidable disasters quickly resumed its original life under the dedication of the Federation staff.

Of course, because the repair time is too tight, even if a large number of wizards do it, it will inevitably be a bit rough.Within a short period of time after that, various buildings in Haifa are likely to be accidentally damaged due to various inexplicable reasons.

For this reason, the wizards of the Federation are continuing to increase follow-up "rework" tasks, trying to reduce as much as possible the second casualties of Muggles in Haifa.

Moreover, the letter also stated that behind these tasks, the mayor of Haifa has been "communicated". It is an extremely rare cooperation project between wizards and Muggles for so many years.

Such "post-disaster reconstruction" work, Akinbard actually described everything in the letter to Maca, even Maca did not understand what the old man was thinking when he read it the first time. Something.

With these contents, wouldn’t it be enough to say “everything is recovering”?As for the nonsense that "the mayor of Haifa's head is fake" is also included?

After reading this letter for the first time, Maca realized the true purpose of Akinbad writing this stuff.

"...In addition, our people found that the Hebrew School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was empty and there was no one there. But in the dean's room we found that a door to the inner lounge could not be opened. I tried to smash the wall by various methods, but that room just couldn't get in at all."

"So, if you can, please come and see if you can turn it on. I think that since the lounge is so completely sealed off, there should be something valuable in it."

Helbo ran away, walking fast with his few remaining men. Perhaps because of this, Akinbad guessed that there was something in that room that Helbo could not take away in a hurry.

After reading the letter, Maca was naturally not interested in re-reading this trivial running account.I saw him throw the letter paper on the desk, and then quickly stood up.

"As a result, only the last sentence is useful..."

In fact, Akinbad was really in vain this time.

Perhaps it was because Maca had always refused it several times before, which made him think that Maca was not caring about things that were far away in Israel, and even bothered to participate in it.

But the fact is, Maca cares more about Helbo.

Of course, this long letter from Akinbad also represents his attitude towards Maca.So even if this nonsense is a bit verbose, Maca is still in a good mood.

"Then go check it out! Maybe you can get some useful clues..."

...

Because he had been here last time, this time without Sirius helping him carry the positioning rune, he could still use the mark he left that night.

Soon, he stepped on the magic book, flew over the city under the phantom spell, and then walked through the passage leading to the Hebrew School of Magic to the street in front of the mansion.

Not long ago, since Helbo entered the academy, there have been very few outsiders who have been here.As for the outsider who entered the iron gate along this side street, there was only the hapless ghost who was "pitted" by Sirius.

It was not until that night that part of the Aurors and the reviewers of the Federation, under the leadership of Akinbad, went inside and searched the entire college mansion.

But now, when Maca also walked into the wide open iron fence door, and stepped into the vestibule through the front door.

After all, this is not Hogwarts. There are not so many complicated and detailed curing magics. Many places are just ordinary wizard buildings that have been given structural strengthening spells.

"Oh! Mr. McLean, you are here... Please, the president and some specially transferred spell solvers are waiting for you upstairs! It's on the top floor, you can see it when you go up."

As soon as they entered the front hall, two Federation personnel on duty here greeted them. Judging by their outfits, they should be both Aurors.

"Okay thank you."

Maca thanked the two of them, but in exchange they shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, how dare you make you thank us? This is where the two of us are responsible..."

"Yeah yeah, please-please go upstairs!"

That night, the spider army released by Maca petrified many enemies. It can be said that they completed their mission perfectly.But besides that, they also frightened many Muggles and their own wizards.

Just as Maca thought at the time, that part of Muggle's memory was gone, but most of the wizards were not completely caught by the medicinal effect mixed in the rain.

In this way, after knowing that the spiders were all made by Maca, all these experiencers were in awe of him.

You know, that's the number of spiders that can squeeze every street to the limit!Even the experienced and brave Auror could not have experienced that battle.

So, in the repeated "dare" of the two, Maca took a little helpless step up the stairs.He didn't continue walking up again until he couldn't hear the sound of the lower head.

The two Aurors who couldn't straighten their spine were right. As soon as he reached the top floor, Maca saw that the innermost room seemed to be crowded with people.

Seeing this, he didn't delay anything, and hurriedly walked across the corridor to the room where the nameplate "Dean Room" was hung on the wall at the door.

Just like entering the front hall just now, this time a large group of people looked towards him, and several of them subconsciously surrounded him.

Fortunately, these curse solvers were temporarily transferred in the past two days, and only Akinbad had also experienced the spider wave that night.

"Who are you? How did you come here? People other than the curse solvers are not allowed to enter here for the time being...Quit, there may still be danger here!"

The curse solver is very keen on the area in question, and the old wizard who came to Maca the fastest is obviously a very experienced old curse solver.

But don't look at the tone of his speech a bit tough, if you only listen to the content, you can see that his words are full of goodwill for the sake of others.

However, before Maca could explain, the slightly nervous and kind old man was pushed away by Akinbad, who was squeezing from behind.

"Hey! Leave him alone, of course you can come in—"

Akinbad hurriedly grabbed Maca's arm, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind and go back if he was upset, and forcibly pulled him inside.

Maca was dragged by him into the room, while still bathing in more than ten pairs of suspicious eyes shot from all around.Taking advantage of this short period of time, he glanced around a few times, and suddenly paused, making Akinbad, who was holding him, almost unable to stand firm.

"Bill! Are you here too?"

The people in this room are basically wizards who are at least middle-aged upwards, but among these people, there is a tall young man who looks particularly eye-catching.

But he saw that the man had a red ponytail, a silver earring on one ear, and a strange pendant that looked like a fan hanging under the earring.

But what is more interesting is his costume-the black leather jacket with a lot of metal ornaments, which can make him join any rock band combination is not surprising.

And this particular young wizard is the eldest son of the Weasley family-Bill Weasley.

"You are also a curse solver in Egypt, and you are very good-I should have thought of it!"

Maca greeted each other, and Bill, who stood behind a few middle-aged wizards, shrugged and revealed a mischievous smile that is very characteristic of the Weasley family.

"You finally saw me. It took 15 seconds to enter the door!"

Yes, this is also the characteristic of the Weasley family-funny, but also a bit boring.

"Oh, isn't it? Then I can get 10 seconds in the next time," Maca waved his hand. "Talk later, let's do business first! I think Mr. Akinbad can't wait..."

He said, smiled at the president of the federation in front, and then walked forward.

"By the way, my name is'Maca McLean', and I am currently a professor of ancient magic at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... everyone, excuse me."

Most curse solvers are veteran scholars with actual combat ability. Compared with their professional qualities, don't expect too much in terms of interpersonal communication.

The curse solver here today, I am afraid that only Bill knows Maca.

But this is not important, even Maca does not need to introduce his experience too much.Because just the title of "Hogwarts Ancient Magic Course Professor" is enough for him to stand among these people without any sense of disobedience.

"Yes, everyone knows it..." Akinbard nodded hastily, and then turned to say, "Mr. McLean, come and take a look at this door!"

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