Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"In the beginning, something must have been buried in the bottom of the pit-I even saw the circular marks pressed out on the soil. And that thing, apparently disappeared with Maca..."

"Of course, the strange wizard I mentioned just now also disappeared."

In the reception room of Black House, Lupin is telling the whole process and certain details he observed for the two of Flitwick and Hagrid who had just arrived from Hogwarts.

And it's worth mentioning that this time even Snape came here rarely.

After listening to Lupin’s statement at this time, Flitwick asked further:

"At that time, all you saw was a burst of gray light without any spatial distortion. Are you sure?"

"Yes, that's it," Lupin nodded. "That's why I thought it was not a magical item similar to a door key, but something with other functions!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Hmm...grey magical brilliance..."

After getting Lupin's affirmative answer, Flitwick was muttering and lost in thought.Before long, he turned his head again and looked at the silent Snape.

Ever since he got here, he has been sitting on the chair near the door by the long table, and he didn't seem to want to join the discussion at all.

Although the few people present have known that he has such a temperament, since that is the case, why are you coming over tonight?

Fortunately, Sirius, the one who had the most trouble with Snape today, was not here—he, Kingsley, and Tonks took advantage of the night to go outside to separately check the situation around the location where Maca disappeared.

"Severus, what do you think of this'grey light'?"

"Not sure."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Snape shook his head decisively, and after speaking, he closed his mouth again.

The little Flitwick turned around, spread his arms towards Lu Ping, and said calmly:

"There are too few clues, and since it is related to Helbo, it is mostly related to ancient magic-I can only say that it may be related to soul or space, but I really don't know anything else."

"Ok!"

Lupin scratched his scalp, frowned and sighed.

But at this moment, Snape suddenly took the initiative to speak again--

"Don't worry so much," he said indifferently, "Maca and Nahalbo don't fight once or twice. Even if they are caught off guard this time, they won't lose their lives... Have you taken it all over? Is there anything to notice?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"No," Lupin replied.

"Is there any more'simulation' that Maca used to lead the way?" Snape asked.

"what!"

After Snape's reminder, Lupin's eyes flashed, and a certain thought flashed through his mind.

Obviously, as long as the previous process done by Maca is not repeated again, no one knows whether there will be new gains-maybe the translucent "balloon" will lead you to a certain clue Where are you going?

Only quickly, there was a hint of helplessness in the expression on Lupin's face.

"Speaking of it, at the time Maca really had the idea of ​​being prepared. So after he successfully cultivated one, it didn't end that way... Now in the underground potion preparation room, the magic formation he left behind It's still running, and the second one should be almost the same after calculating the time."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

At this point, he suddenly shrugged.

"But the question is, who can understand the magic formation that Maca has developed? Even if I know that what is floating in the middle of the formation is the "simulation soul", I cannot make it Come out?"

Looking at Lupin's slightly relieved expression, Flitwick, who was standing on the chair, waved his hand and said sharply:

"Don't think about it so much, anyway, take us over and have a look first!"

"...I won't go."

From the time they talked about these things about magic theory, Hagrid honestly acted as a bewildered bystander, and it was only then that he interjected quite self-knowingly.

However, when Lupin, Flitwick, and Snape went to Maca’s underground potion preparation room and took a look at it, the three of them couldn’t help but feel that there was nothing wrong with coming down by themselves and Hagrid. Big difference.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Does this really extend from the discipline of'Ancient Magic Literature'?"

In the open space in the middle of the potion preparation room, a rune pattern is slowly radiating a blue light, and a large number of various symbols are floating in the ocean of light, one after another.

And in the center of those symbols, a big sphere was dyed the same color as the surrounding lights.

For Flitwick's feelings, Snape could only slightly twitch his mouth.

"I have read the book compiled by Maca carefully," he said, "If you ask if this is within the scope of magic literature, my answer is'Yes'... But it is the same as Hogwarts in the past. Is there any relationship between the ancient magic literature course, I can only say that it is'basically not much related'."

"Oh?" Flitwick immediately turned his head and said, "So...you can understand this stuff?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Tsk," Snape slapped his tongue when he heard the words, "There are not so many ancient magic texts in that book...is that Phoenician? And that...what ghost symbol? "

"Or... shall we go back up there?" Lupin said weakly beside him.

But the next moment, Snape seemed to think of something again, and his expression changed again.But seeing his brow stretched suddenly, he frowned again.

Then, I listened to him pouting his lips and saying:

"As long as we stay here, we might as well invite our'Miss Know-it-all' over here-maybe she can see something out of it."

...

When Snape made a rare suggestion to find Hermione in the past, the latter didn't know that he had been named by the old bat who had always deliberately ignored him.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

At this moment, she was on the bed in the dormitory, looking at the bright moon outside the window, she could see the bright moon.

This evening, by going to the source of Professor McGonagall’s question, she inquired a little bit about Maca’s recent situation.

Of course, even "asking about the condition of Maca" is actually an excuse.She just wanted to figure out some of the other's thoughts from the expression and attitude of Professor McGonagall when he answered.

"Professor McGonagall, I have been thinking about when I can help Maca--you know, he is always doing such difficult and dangerous things alone. It is really too hard. "

I remember at that time, I should have said so.

But after that, Professor McGonagall's reply was nothing special at first.It is nothing more than telling yourself that as long as you keep working hard and stick to your heart, you will be able to catch up with Maca.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

After that, the other party implicitly praised her for her performance in the London disaster.

But now lying on the bed and thinking about it quietly, Professor McGonagall's words seemed to contain some other emotions, it seemed to be... a little guilt for Maca.

"Yes, Maca is also a student of Professor McGonagall... and he didn't even finish his studies in order to let Hogwarts get through the difficulties safely..."

This thought flowed gently in Hermione's heart. While it resonated deeply with Professor McGonagall's mood, the initial temptation finally had a result.

She understood that Professor McGonagall's kindness to the students would never allow everyone to get involved easily unless it was necessary.If she tries to find the other person to fight for the possibility of leaving school, she will probably only receive a decisive rejection on the spot.

"Sure enough, we should wait until tomorrow and let Neville go out and explore the situation! If there are no major problems, it would be great."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The worst plan is to sneak out from the secret road-with everyone's current strength, it must be able to help more or less, right?

Pursing her mouth, Hermione closed her eyes, finally ready to fall asleep.

But just more than ten minutes later, before she could really fall asleep, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened silently.

"Miss Granger? Please wake up--"

"Well?"

Hermione opened her eyes again, and after a look at the moonlight shining through the window, Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a nightgown, appeared beside her bed.

"Oh! Mai—" "Shhh."

McGonagall raised his fingers and motioned Hermione not to speak, lest he wake up other students in the same bedroom.Then, she let Hermione get dressed, and then went to the common room outside to find her.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Hermione hurriedly put on her clothes with full of doubts, and regardless of her already messy curled up, she picked up her wand and hurriedly walked outside.

"Professor McGonagall, are you looking for me so late?"

Scratching his head twice, Hermione asked softly.

McGonagall seemed to hesitate a bit, but after a moment of indulgence, he still spoke:

"That's it... I have to tell you first, Maca will definitely be fine, so don't worry about what you hear next."

"'There will be nothing wrong with Maca'? What do you mean?"

"Don't worry," McGonagall hurriedly reached out and put a hand on Hermione's slightly thin shoulder. "Actually, yesterday afternoon, Macha suddenly disappeared in one place..."

Following Professor McGonagall’s explanation, Hermione finally understood what she had given birth, and what news the owl in the transformation class had brought.

Afterwards, she also learned of Snape's proposal from the Black House.

At the end, McGonagall continued:

"Professor Flitwick is waiting for you in the hall now, so let's go with him and have a look... Miss Granger, I know you have been working hard and you have achieved great results because of this... We are all Proud of you!"

"But please remember, you must be careful about everything, don't risk doing what you can do, understand?"

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