Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It was another morning, and the scent of various breakfasts was permeating the Hogwarts auditorium.

Speaking of which, since the beginning of this semester, everyone has been living in a solid learning routine every day.From the delicious breakfast that wakes up the body, to going back to the bedroom to fall asleep after finishing homework, everything seems plain but extraordinarily fulfilling.

As for the days when something strange happens almost every year, as in the past few years, it seems to suddenly become everyone's memory.

Is it because of Maca's temporary departure?

No, don't think of people as if they are born with a constitution that attracts trouble.After all, since he first picked up the "Scroll of Truth" from Royna's Chamber of Secrets, he was destined to run into trouble.

It's just that, as this school that has been branded too much by "Maca McLean", troubles will eventually come to the door... even if he is no longer there.

With a flutter of wings flapping, the owls flew in from outside with various packages and letters as usual, and threw the things toward the recipient's location.

Among the owls that came in one after another, one had separated from most of his companions who had fallen to the long table of the four major colleges and flew straight to the staff seat.

"Oh! Leah, you are here!"

When the gray-white owl came flying, Sinister, the professor of astronomy sitting on the right side of the faculty seat, immediately waved at it happily.

Slughorn, who was sitting in a seat next to her, seemed a little curious when seeing this:

"Aurora, did you also buy an owl as a pet? I remember you always use the school barn owl, right?"

"Ah, yes." Sinister smiled while taking the envelope from under the owl's beak, "but it's not for me, but for my family..."

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Slughorn, the enthusiastic old bald head, suddenly nodded as if thinking of something.

"You just found your family not long ago, didn't you? Actually, I heard that too—congratulations! To be honest, you have been alone all these years. As your former teacher, I can’t bear it. I feel distressed...Did your father send you the letter? Or is your Muggle brother who has only recently awakened his magic?"

The old man had always been so thick-skinned, he squeaked and talked beside Sinistera.But Sinistera had already taken out the letter paper and looked at it intently. The nonsense he said almost didn't even listen to a word.

After a while, Sinistera, who had read the letter, turned her head slightly.Slughorn thought she was going to speak to herself, but what he didn't expect was that Sinistera turned her body and looked at the seat in the middle of the faculty bench.

"Professor McGonagall, please read this letter too. My father needs Maca for a visit."

After that, she took out the magic wand and let the refolded letter paper gently float over Slughorn's head and towards McGonagall.

"Oh?"

McGonagall stretched out his hand to catch the letter paper, unfolded it and read it in silence for a while, then suddenly said:

"Okay, I get it—I'll go there to deliver the letter after breakfast."

Seeing the letter paper drifting past him again, Slughorn felt a little itchy and couldn't help but tilt his neck and whispered:

"Aurora, what's the matter?"

For Slughorn, the bald, fat old man, and the honest Sinistar, he still respects the students. After all, this old professor, who is about the same age as Dumbledore, has always been very kind to the students... even if she His grades in the potions class have never been better.

Unfortunately……

"Sorry, Professor Slughorn," Sinistera smiled and replied softly, "This matter is confidential, but I don't know much... Moreover, both Maca and the principal have asked for Keep it secret."

"Oh! What the hell is it? Listening to what you said, I wondered more and more!"

However, although until the end, the fat old man couldn't get any useful words from Sinistera.

But thanks to the blessing he had just turned his head back and forth between McGonagall and Sinistera, Hermione, who was sitting below, noticed the thin piece of letter paper that was floating back and forth.

"A letter from Old Mr. Victor to Professor Sinista?"

On the long Gryffindor table, Hermione looked at Sinistera who was smiling and rereading the letter from the faculty chair, secretly happy for him.

While at St. Mungo, she first learned about the sad family history of Sinistar from Sirius, and then witnessed the reconstruction of a broken family.

For a child like Hermione who has lived in a happy family since childhood, it is undoubtedly deeply touching.

It was just that while wishing Professor Sinista from the bottom of my heart, she, who was used to thinking, subconsciously had some doubts about the scene she had just seen.

"So... why did you pass the letter to Professor McGonagall? Do you want to share the happiness of your hardship with others?"

If this is the case, it would seem a little deliberate to send Professor McGonagall who is in the middle of the faculty seat with a floating spell.

Compared to Professor McGonagall, it seems more normal to share your joy with Slughorn, who is next to him, or Sprout who has a very good relationship.

Of course, after all, it was all Hermione's guesswork.Maybe it wasn't the letter from Professor Sinista's house from the beginning?

Hermione, who didn't think of going to Maca all the way, quickly put her random guesses behind her head, and continued to look down at today's "Daily Prophet".

Not long after, she folded the newspaper and put it aside, and sipped the juice before muttering:

"It's another empty piece of news... Is there no more specific material about the situation in the African magic world? It's better to read Rita Skeeter's manuscript, at least she can edit more Make up some content..."

Ron, who was sitting across from him, listened to her and glanced in a little bit of surprise. Hermione, who used to be extremely serious in everything, could not say such a thing.

"...It turns out that everyone is changing a little bit!"

But Ron didn't realize that in terms of personality alone, he was the one who changed the most among all the people present.

...

This morning, Hermione and their first and second class were potions.

Slughorn's class is still very interesting, even the highly difficult NEWTs course will become relatively easier under his teaching.

At the end of two consecutive classes, everyone did not feel as tired as Snape's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, so they picked up their book bags and headed to their next classroom.

"I should learn that the variables are deformed today? I have no problem reducing the amount, but how do I increase the amount..."

Listening to Ron muttering beside him, Hermione can actually understand his headaches-because of the information on Maca, all the RA members have good grades, but only a small part of it. The content of metamorphology.

As a highly difficult subject that partially overlaps with spells, everyone has already tasted the sweetness of having Maca for written instruction with the help of those materials.

But now in the sixth grade, there are fewer and fewer overlapping parts.

Hermione was okay. With her understanding, with the help of Professor McGonagall's lectures and books, she could quickly find a theoretical direction for learning and improving.

But for a student like Ron who can barely keep up, it is quite difficult to learn.

What's even more unfortunate is that, as of now, the theoretical content of NEWTs can no longer be learned with the help of others.Even if Hermione is willing to help, those complicated theories and illustrations are not so easy to interpret in a simpler way.

Glancing at Ron with helpless eyes, Hermione first stepped into the transfiguration classroom on the first floor.

A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall also came to the classroom and announced the beginning of the class with the bell of the class.

"We already talked about human body deformation yesterday, so today we will talk about variable deformation."

"Variable transformation, also known as'large variable transformation', refers to an advanced transformation that allows smaller living or non-living bodies to greatly increase or decrease the total amount of matter to achieve the purpose of making the whole larger or smaller. The use of techniques..."

Professor McGonagall’s class is the same as her character, always looking serious.The higher theoretical literacy and meticulous academic attitude also make this inherently difficult course more difficult to understand.

However, she has been teaching students for so many years, and naturally she knows that the later theory is quite boring.

Therefore, she often uses diversified practical methods to enable the little wizards to experience the fun and changes.

The same is true today. After telling the basic written theory, she intends to cast a reduction deformity on a few students who usually have poor grades, and let them feel the mystery.

But at this moment, an owl flew out of the window and landed on the window sill outside, and pecked the window glass twice.

"Ok?"

Turning his head and looking at it, McGonagall said immediately:

"Dear students, please recall the disappearance curse theory that we learned last semester, and read the analytical passages in the textbook several times by yourself."

Having said that, she hurried over to open the window and took out the note from the letterbox on the owl's foot.

However, she just opened it up slightly and her expression changed.

"What's the matter? Is it a note from the Order of the Phoenix... what is written on it?"

Even a small change in expression did not escape Hermione's nuanced observation.

Because she knows that Professor McGonagall rarely receives an owl's letter in class, usually it is sent directly to the principal's office and collected by Charlotte as an assistant.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered all the crazy thoughts she had in the auditorium in the morning.

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