Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Perhaps this is what a truly "powerful" person should look like, right?

Keep going forward, going forward, going forward again, constantly surmounting obstacles, surpassing yourself, even if you stand in front of yourself with a high wall that is almost a cliff, you can rely on your own strength to retrieve the confidence to continue climbing.

Thinking about it carefully, isn't this the Harry who has been working silently?

"Boom!"

Maca held the staff tightly and repelled Harry, who was rushing towards him again.Then he leaned on the stick again, watching the figure that climbed up from the ground again...

Maca's chest also fluctuates slightly.

Suddenly, Maca glanced at the wall on the right-there was a huge scar, which was gradually recovering with the unstable distortion.

Yes, that is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the Gryffindor sword.

In fact, time has only passed by not long, but it is necessary to suppress it without hurting the other party, even for the current Maca, it seems a bit reluctant.

As expected, this time, Harry out of control was surprisingly strong.

Not only is the strength and speed far beyond the limit, but even the original Gryffindor sword, which was originally unremarkably sharp, has a special effect that can cut through the flow of magical power.

If you don't use magic with sufficient strength, it's just a matter of swinging an extra sword in front of "Harry".

However, even so, Maca's troubles are not actually how to suppress Harry.What he was looking at now was the "other" Harry who was struggling with confusion and madness.

Harry, who had just gotten up, rushed over again without immediately swinging his sword.

From Maca's eyes, he could see that Harry was holding the Gryffindor sword tightly in both hands at this moment, his muscles were tight, and his whole body was shaking unceasingly.

It was as if he was trying his best to suppress something--using his own willpower.

Compared with this, Maca, which looks more powerful on the surface, always bury itself easily with books, materials, and calculations.

Whether it’s the scroll of truth, the bewitching monument, of course, there are countless magic books and ancient books written by predecessors... these are all Maca’s support.

Even the ability to perceive magic power was only obtained after Rowena's trial and Luna's serious injury.

Maca knew that there was nothing wrong with relying on the wisdom of his predecessors, after all, his efforts were well known.But compared with Harry right now, he still lacked something that only belonged to him.

Yes!

Maca McLean has never been "strong". Isn't this something I already understood?

"Hold on, Harry."

Maca pushed his staff on the floor and looked at Harry, who was still trying to grasp himself:

"Perhaps Professor Dumbledore is right-I need your help!"

As if hearing Maca's words, Harry, with red eyes and violent blue veins, raised his head suddenly, but the Gryffindor sword in his hand began to emit a misty luster.

Seeing this, Maca couldn't help but chuckle and said:

"It's okay, just come! As long as you can persist, I will beat you back no matter how many times-who called me'Maca McLean'?"

For Harry, Maca is undoubtedly his eternal goal.And because Maca also knows this, he wants to play this role even more at this moment.

"Boom!"

As soon as Harry rushed towards the ground with his sword dragging, Maca leaned forward and disappeared from the place, and immediately followed Harry and flew back.

Once, again, and again... Since the speed of the two is faster than the other, the time for the fight is not long, but frequent use of this method to steadily press over Harry's side, the load on Maca is also Quite big.

But there is no way, if you want not to hurt Harry, this is probably the most suitable choice.

"Boom!"

"Keep on going! Don't care about what's in front of you, all you have to do is focus on finding yourself, and leave the rest to me!"

Suddenly, Harry stopped in place again after he got up.His body was ready to move from time to time, and then a little relaxed, and turned again and again until the end, he finally stood still with his sword.

"Oh! Alright... I'm exhausted! Dumbledore, McLean, listen, don't call me again if there is such a mess in the future!"

Maca looked at the sorting hat that had been fastened to Harry's head since the beginning and said so, and then fell to the floor with a soft "click" before realizing that Harry had indeed been relieved. Passed the most difficult hurdle.

That's right, this extremely determined boy finally managed to survive.

"Dumbledore, we succeeded! Then, we just have to wait for him to finish the last part of the road by himself--"

He hurriedly turned around and looked at the place where the original white shadow was.

It's a pity that the figure disappeared completely without knowing when, and only the old book, which had been closed, fell alone on the bench.

...

The next day, Maca didn't go out, but chose to stay in the room and continue to study the long-destroyed Philosopher's Stone.

In this way, the windbreaker wizard naturally had no reason to leave Hogwarts.

"Mr. McLean, then I... went to class with Hermione and the others today?"

At the door of the room, she stood there facing Maca's back and asked softly.

"Well," Marcallo turned his head slightly, and smiled, "That's pretty good--ah, are you asking my opinion? Actually, it's not necessary..."

"Okay." The windbreaker wizard nodded suddenly, "Then, I'll be over... I will bring you breakfast."

After closing the door carefully, she stood alone at the door for a while before turning around and walking towards the auditorium.As for what she thought in front of Maca's door, no one knew.

Not long after, she went from the secondary fort to the foyer of the main fort and walked through the side door into the auditorium.

"Come on! Here, here!"

The windbreaker wizard heard the voice, when even turned her head to look at the old positions of the Gryffindor table, then she saw Luna sitting next to Hermione, waving happily at her side. Too!

Speaking of it, Luna has often been with Gryffindor recently, but it seems that there is no sense of disobedience.Even the classmates of Ravenclaw didn't seem to feel anything strange.

Seeing this, the windbreaker wizard had to walk past Luna's repeated calls.

"Ahem... Good morning, everyone."

"Oh, good morning!" Luna dragged her hand and let her sit on the empty seat next to her. "This is for you, just sit here!"

Ron, who was opposite, heard her say this and couldn't help whispering:

"Luna, I think you should just switch to Gryffindor."

"Shut up and eat your sausage!" Hermione on the other side couldn't help but glance at him for nothing.

After habitually biting Ron, Hermione looked at the windbreaker and asked:

"Where is Maca? He didn't come with you?"

Seeing Hermione asking about Maca, the windbreaker wizard who had just picked up the fork couldn't help but take a moment.

"Oh, Mr. McLean is still busy studying the Philosopher's Stone," she said. "As for breakfast, I will deliver it to him in a moment."

"Then Maca isn't going to go out today?" Luna immediately tilted her head and wondered, "In this case... I will come with you later?"

"Luna!" Hermione waved her hand hurriedly, "Don't go-since Maca is going to do the research, we'd better let him finish it quietly before we talk about it. Going will delay his work. "

"Really?" Luna blinked and nodded. "Well then... I wanted Maca to see my new spell!"

"New spell?"

Luna's words caught everyone's attention at that time.

You know, developing spells is not something that ordinary wizards can do. It requires talents and opportunities, and sometimes the level of danger is not low.

As for the last point, just think about Luna's mother.

"What spell?" Hermione hurriedly asked, "What is it used for? What formula is used in it? What is the specific practicality?"

Listening to Hermione's series of questions, Luna couldn't help touching her cheek, her face feeling a little more dazed.

No way, there are too many questions, and she doesn't know which one to start with.

And at this moment, there was a sudden flapping of wings outside the auditorium door—it was the owls who came with today's letters and packages!

"It's not very powerful, but it's quite interesting," Luna said immediately with great interest, "you'll know it after watching it!"

Before the words fell, a large group of owls flew in immediately outside the gate, flew past the gate of the auditorium with the sound of wind, and flew over the four long tables.

Needless to say, there are of course a lot of Gryffindor long tables.

As soon as Luna saw it, she drew out her magic wand in a hurry, and unscrupulously raised her hand into the air.

"Flop and fall to the ground!"

As she lightly chanted her slightly strange spell, an invisible wave spread from the tip of the stick while rushing towards the owl group on the long table.

And at the next moment, the owl collective that flew near her seemed to have lost control of the body, and the ping-pong-pong fell onto the table, smashing a lot of pies, corn kernels, oatmeal, etc. .

"Floating into the air!"

Fortunately, Hermione's reaction was very fast.

Almost as the owls fell down, her floating spell was cast out in a hurry.Although he could not catch the poor owls, he still controlled the flying food in mid-air.

Afterwards, the big guy looked at the owls unscathed and unscathed, but they all staggered like drunk, and some even fell into the milk jug.

"Look! Isn't it fun?" Luna said with a laugh.