Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Facts have proved that the "world" that a person can feel is often limited.

Whenever we are, we always put the focus of our sight on our side.The more slender a person is, the more he will be aware of the people and things around him, but it is also likely to limit his vision.

Here, perhaps you can say something cheeky: Maca's mind is still very delicate.

And because of this, he has only recently felt it suddenly--even for wizards who come and go freely, the world is very broad.

On this planet, no matter who it is, or the magical world of any country, it will not be the center of the world.

In the past, the British magical world, which was full of Haier waves, suddenly attracted the attention of wizards from all over the world.In this era when most countries are moving towards peace, the catastrophe in London has become the biggest hot spot in the world.

Even the wizards of the magic world in other countries are like this. The British wizards who are in the hot spot naturally feel that they have suddenly fallen into one of the most chaotic and terrifying places in the world.

Yes, even Maca could not help but give birth to similar feelings.

However, probably from the day when the Basilisk appeared in Ouagadu, Africa, most wizards have more or less suddenly turned their attention to the African magic world.

And until then, Maca couldn't help sighing secretly:

"I thought I had understood the vastness of this world a long time ago, and what I was in was just a small corner. But because I was buried in sorting out the status quo all day, I would inadvertently forget my smallness."

However, Haierbo's horizon never seemed to narrow.

Since he climbed out from under the Bewitching Monument until now, in Haifa, Israel, Azkaban, London, England, and recently, the African Vagado School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he has always looked at the world unscrupulously.

From this broad perspective, Maca also has to admire.

"I'm thinking, if Ouagadu and the veteran wizard tribes in Africa can't hold it this time... I'm afraid Haierbo will simply abandon Britain and direct the focus of conquering to the African magic world, right?"

In the reception room of the Old Black House, Maca was sitting firmly at the long table, and the quill in his hand kept writing on the blank parchment.

And on the table in front of him, as well as the chairs on both sides, were already piled with various books.

Therefore, one had to cross the mountain of books in front of him before he could see the figure of Lupin, who was sitting opposite and immersed in information.

Obviously, Lupin asked that sentence just now.

In this regard, Maca kept on hand, but replied with the opportunity:

"To be honest, I never thought to understand the reason why Helbo made the African magical world uproar-although Vagado has a long history, it used to be no less impressive than Hogwarts. But that's why. It also takes a lot of time and energy to seize that school..."

At this point, he suddenly paused the tip of his pen, and said in a slightly puzzled manner:

"Is that guy really planning to put aside the British magic world and start all over again?"

This confusion has been expanding with time in Maca's heart in recent days.Because in these days, the entire African magical world seems to have become a huge quagmire, and there is very little more complete information that can be transmitted.

Countless signs are showing that Africa is really in serious trouble this time.

At the same time, the British magic world, which had suffered the most severe harassment by Helbo, now seems to have regained peace.

Although there are also the Ministry of Magic, Saint Mungo, Maca, and even many ordinary wizards.But it was Helbo who calmed down fundamentally.

As long as he stops making troubles, the smooth daily life will return to people's side again.In a daze, all the disasters at the beginning seemed to be just a nightmare, but now, that dream finally woke up.

After being quiet for a while, Lupin on the opposite side suddenly raised his head and said through the pile of books:

"Maca, I think...Although the possibility of averting the line of sight is still not small, we must also admit that the possibility of Haierbo's intention to change the'battlefield' is indeed great.

After all, the existence of Maca should not be underestimated for any wizard, and it is self-evident that it is difficult to be an enemy with him.

"Maybe!" Maca put down the quill and said helplessly, "You are right, we do not rule out any possible guesses... That guy may want to contain me here, or he may want to lead me. Africa. And no matter which one is possible, he is the one who has the dominant power."

"So, if I want to take the lead, I must jump out of the range of options he makes."

After lowering his head and glanced at the parchment, Maca folded it and put it in the notebook, and then took the magic book and so on to his waist.

"Fortunately, I may already have an idea."

When chasing the gray shadow in mid-air last time, Haierbo showed up and stopped halfway, so that Maca didn't even mention that he followed the gray shadow to the destination, and he couldn't even see what the gray shadow was.

By now, he finally understood how much.It was mostly a high-flying soul, a soul whose body was accidentally killed by relatives and friends, and then attracted to a certain location.

"As long as a person is killed by a person with this substance, that person's soul will be affected and forced to fly to a certain place... I think. Going there should be able to gain something."

Putting the potion bottle containing the strange substance on the table, Maca explained.

When Lu Ping heard this, he immediately said:

"Could it be that you intend to let it kill another person?"

Repeating this way is naturally the most direct and effective way, but it means that you need to sacrifice someone to be the "leader".

After thinking about it, Lupin couldn’t help asking: “Doesn’t it have to be the soul of a person?”

They are not dark wizards, and they kill people for no reason. They can't do this kind of thing.No matter how bad it is, it is at best going to Azkaban to get a life imprisoned criminal to try-this may already be Lupin's bottom line.

"No, it must be human..." Maca shook his head, but then he said, "Don't worry, no one needs to give up his life for this, I have a way."

In fact, since he obtained this gray-black substance from the soul of the old Muggle lady, targeted research has been done almost every day.

And just now, he finally confirmed that a method is feasible.

"Lupin, do you know the Ravenclaw named'Sarah'? Well, maybe you haven't seen it yet-the junior girl who went to St Mungo to help me run the alchemy pattern last time."

Lupin didn't know why Maca mentioned the girl suddenly, but as the person responsible for sorting out information in the Order of the Phoenix, he must have no shortage of information.

"That's Mr. Hornheim's little daughter?"

"You can say so!" Maca said, "Because her soul is a bit short, I was asked to find a way to give her some help... Since then, I have been studying the composition and shaping of the soul."

"And this time, Helbo gave me some special inspiration."

...

In the afternoon of the next day, downtown London.

Several days have passed since the digging and searching the night before.And in the past few days, the mysterious wizard in the windbreaker has never stopped.

In order to find the exact thing, sleep is no longer important, and even eating and drinking is the only reason for "maintaining action".

Unfortunately, if you can't find it, you can't find it.

I knew that it was definitely around London, but I tried to find it day and night, but I still didn't get any results.

Today, according to the search scope of the previous few days, I should come and have a look around the eastern suburbs.

"Ahem, how much time is left..."

The figure was walking on the side of the road non-stop, secretly calculating the date in his heart, and quickly calculated the current specific date.

"...Well, cough cough cough, it seems there is still time."

But just as he quickened his pace again, hurriedly crossing a street while watching from side to side, the corner of his eye suddenly seemed to have caught a familiar figure.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired these few days, and my physical condition is already bad, so I can feel it when I'm so close.

Suddenly he sighed, but saw that the windbreaker wizard dodges about to hide.As long as special concealment methods are used, even Makar McLean will have to get closer to discover.

However, it was a little slower this time.

"Who?"

In terms of simplicity, few people are faster than Maca.In the blink of an eye, the windbreaker wizard felt an extra hand on his shoulder, gently resting on it.

After a slightly awkward silence, the hoarse voice said:

"……it's me."

To answer like this is equivalent to not saying anything.But Maca, who seemed to pass by here by accident, took the initiative to open his palm after realizing that it was this mysterious guy.

"Well...Although I want to ask more clearly, but..." He curled his lips and said, "Forget it."

Not long after, Lupin, who was following him today, also appeared next to him under an Apparition.

Lupin naturally has no liking for this seemingly hidden wizard.He was just wondering why Maca just stood on one side quietly, as if the two hadn't talked much since just now?

"Who is this?"

Maca then shook her head and said to Lupin:

"Don't ask."

After that, he didn't seem to want to stay any longer, turned and walked in the same direction as when he came back and forth.

"Lupin, come here! Let's do our business and don't care about others—"

"and many more!"

The voice sounded again, swiftly beckoning Maca's footsteps... Does this person seem to finally want to say something?

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