Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In Higgs' potion workshop, the lights were still dim.

The thick liquid medicine in the crucible is constantly boiling, and the mist rises as the bubbles burst, and diffuses in this preparation room.

The house elves lined up by the two long tables are still working hard.They are like Muggle machines one after another, bottling, labeling, and placing the potions, none of them dared to do unnecessary actions.

Yes, as long as there is work to do, then the house elves don't need to rest—even they might think so.

But of course... Ms. Higgs doesn't seem to need to rest either.

"Ding--"

The glass stirring spoon gently knocked on the edge of the crucible, shaking the dark green liquid medicine hanging on it back into the pot, and then she carefully placed the stirring spoon into the cleaning tank aside.

And following her slight knock, a peculiar smell immediately floated from the crucible that had just been stirred in the crisp knocking sound.

To be honest, the smell is really not very good, I always think it will remind people of the sour smell of vomit-yes, and it is the kind that has just been boiled!

But now, Ms. Higgs leaned forward a little bit and took a deep breath in the thick smoke.

However, things that smell bad are still bad after all.

Even though Higgs put on such an obsessive expression when she leaned over, she still had to choke loudly and hold back the surge of her throat after she really sucked the mist into her nose. .

Obviously, what she liked was not the smell at all, but the potion itself.

"Cough cough cough...finally, cough cough...Finally," Higgs was still coughing, but it did not prevent her from sighing, "Finally the preparation was successful! Then next..."

Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, an inexplicable crack suddenly came from the cauldron.The movement was small, but the smile on Higgs's face suddenly froze.

"Oh no--"

At the moment when she opened her eyes wide and whispered, the same explosion sound as the last time suddenly spread throughout the room, once again causing the house elves to tremble.

In fact, this was not an explosion, because even the silver crucible did not explode with it.

On the contrary, at this time, the liquid medicine that was originally tumbling and boiling, but solidified in an instant, without any liquid characteristics.

"Tuk Tuk."

As Higgs punched the table with an annoyed look, two polite knocks came from the door suddenly, which made her startled.

On weekdays, except for the purchasers of the other pure-blood families, basically no one would come to her.Today is not the day to pick up the goods, so why do people keep coming?

"Go and ask for your identity, and dismiss the ones that are not important!"

Because it just failed to prepare the potion, Ms. Higgs was obviously in a bad mood.After a wave of her hand to order the house elf to go out and check, she took her wand and tapped the cauldron, directly emptied the potion that had lost its effectiveness.

"Yes, Rice will go--"

"no need."

In silence, the entire back door of the workshop suddenly disappeared out of thin air, revealing four figures standing right behind the door.Although the headed one was not very tall, the faintly spreading aura immediately made Higgs' heart shocked.

"Hello, Ms. Higgs! Maybe you know me, but that doesn't mean I can omit my self-introduction-that would be too rude to you."

Before he finished his words, Higgs saw the other party step in and nodded slightly in greeting:

"Maca McLean, Hogwarts...Oh, I'm sorry! Now I seem to be unable to call myself a professor anymore."

Higgs didn't seem to know how to take this sentence for a while, and after some hesitation, she simply put Maca's strange self-introduction aside.

"Mr. McLean," she said dryly, with a sullen face, "Although... although you can come to my potion workshop as a guest, it makes me feel very honored, but at least you should notify me in advance. Right?"

Maca McLean, a young wizard who has grown up like a legend.

His appearance not only caused the two generations of the Dark Lord to fall at Hogwarts at the same time, but even the current ancient black wizard Helbo had to hide his whereabouts under continuous frustration.

At the moment, even those big families with rich heritage can only choose to wait and see in silence. How can Higgs dare to speak in a bad tone?

"Well, this is indeed something I owe you," Maca nodded, but then said with a chuckle, "but I've come here, there is no reason to go back like this, right?"

When he said that, he saw that he didn't mean to be polite, and he walked slowly towards the potion preparation table where Higgs was.

As he walked, he continued:

"As you can see, it was me who planned to place the long-term order, and Mr. Lu Ping and others just selected the person in charge of the cooperative workshop for me."

Seeing Maca gradually approaching his side, Higgs couldn't help but feel an invisible pressure.This pressure did not come from Maca’s deliberate exertion, but she felt a little flustered suddenly.

But the moment Maca walked to the potion preparation table, the moment Higgs couldn't help but want to take a step back to relieve the pressure, Maca turned his head quickly.

"Lupin, Dunge, Sirius-you guys come in too!" He greeted the door, "Hurry up, I'm going to return the door of that workshop!"

When Lupin and the three of them should also walk in, they saw Maca wave their backhand-the door that had been lost before appeared on the door frame again intact, as if it had never been Disappeared in general.

Opposite the potion preparation table, while Higgs was still surprised by Maca's unarmed spell, Maca spoke up again.

"Oh, what is this... it seems terrible?"

Hearing the sound, Higgs quickly retracted his sight from the back door of the workshop, and then fell into Maca's hands.

It's the parchment with scribbled writing on it!

Perhaps it was the moment when Higgs' attention was drawn to the back door, the piece of parchment that was still tucked in an inconspicuous corner of the table suddenly ran into Maca's hands.

While discovering this, Higgs' eyes immediately changed.

If you observe carefully at this time, you can find that Higgs's expression has suddenly changed from being surprised to fierce, and after a little hesitation, it has turned into a kind of fluke silence.

However, her chaotic and rapid change of mind was due to those reasons, and she probably only knew it.

At the same time, Maca on the opposite side seemed to not care about the other's expression at all, but raised his eyebrows slightly, reading the contents of the parchment from beginning to end.

In the end, he first said to Mondungus who had just come behind him:

"Sorry, Dunge! I thought it must have been your memory error. Who knows... Well, I really blamed you this time!"

"Right!" Mondungus said proudly at the time, "I dare not say anything else, I'm pretty reliable in remembering things!"

Seeing Maca Mingming holding an unusual piece of parchment in his hand, but turning around to joking with his companion, Higgs couldn't help but pursed his mouth a little uneasy.

In fact, as soon as this Maca McLean appeared, the rhythm of the entire scene and dialogue was completely in his hands.

As for the owner of Higgs, the magic workshop, he became the one led by the nose.

Now, will she continue to remain silent?

In fact, as far as she knew about the various materials and rumors about Maca McLean, if she hadn't been the first to show hostility, the other party would probably also not do any aggressive behavior.

Of course, the crux of the problem is still on that parchment-how will McLean react to this?

Damn, I knew I should put the trial production of that kind of potion in the evening... But how would she have thought that this guy who had never had a relationship with her life unexpectedly broke into her magic Come in the medicine workshop!

"I didn't kill anyone!" Higgs finally couldn't help but said, "I promise!"

"Is it too late to kill?"

Maca glanced at her casually, and then raised her hand.Then Higgs saw that the mixing spoon that he had put into the cleaning pool just now floated on its own, and flew lightly in front of the opponent.

"Hmm..." I saw Maca approaching and sniffing the residue on it, and quickly said, "Look, the stirring rate is not controlled accurately enough, and the maniac reaction lasts too long, so the liquid medicine condenses. . And the most basic potion hasn’t been made, so naturally you won’t be able to take the next step, right?”

Having said that, he suddenly put the parchment in front of Higgs and shook it, then pointed to the next steps above and asked further:

"He asked you to kill, so you kill... Where is the dignity and pride of your pure-blooded family?"

And just at the position where Maca was pointing, that kind of cruel torture method, I am afraid that anyone who reads it will be shocked.

Opposite the potion preparation table, Higgs immediately shook his head after hearing this:

"'He'? No, who are you talking about... this ancient magic ritual is just something I bought from the black market. I, I mean it!"