Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"What's wrong with you...?"

As soon as he returned to St. Mungo's ward, Maca saw everyone except the windbreaker wizard, including Ashley on the bed, silently looking at him.

Every line of sight was strange, with a subtle sense of firmness, as if they had already made some important decisions.

Behind Maca, Harry, who was a little puzzled because he had been blocking the door, probed for a while, but when he knew nothing about it, he was immediately stunned when he discovered that the ward was full of acquaintances.

"Oh, why are you all here? You shouldn't—"

"Harry!"

Ginny couldn't help it first.

Although because of Hermione's previous remarks, everyone had an urge to fight hard for their future, so they wanted to discuss the days from now on with Maca.

But as soon as she saw her boyfriend who had been waiting for a long time finally appeared in front of her, Ginny still failed to suppress her thoughts, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

"Oh," Hermione pursed her lips in a reluctant way, "Although I can understand Ginny's feelings, this way, the momentum of the next conversation will be much worse... I don't know if I can let Ma The card agrees to our stay."

Of course, no matter how troubled Hermione was, at least Ginny was happy now.

Seeing the little girl running towards her, Maca consciously stood aside to make room for the little couple Harry and Ginny.

Then, he paced to an empty chair in the middle of the ward, and sat down with the opportunity-he had already seen it just now, this chair placed in the center of everyone's sight was mostly prepared for him .

"It seems that you have something to tell me," Maca shrugged. "Do you disagree with my decision to send you all to the Burrow?"

Hermione looked at Maca, and after a moment of silence, suddenly said:

"Maca, although we don't know much, we can see that you are already under too much pressure. Maca, don't hold on to it anymore. Obviously many things can't be undertaken by one person. of……"

Maca listened to Hermione's sincere words, and after a long while, he nodded softly.

But after that, he heard him say:

"Hermione, didn't I ask you to consider your parents before making a decision? Have you really thought about it?"

"Maca, your statement is too cunning," Hermione said a bit complaining, and then turned to say, "But, I have figured it out now. In fact, it is because of our parents, we Family, we have to stay and fight against Helbo’s conspiracy, don’t we?"

Hermione knew that what she said to Maca didn't need to be too verbose, because she believed that Maca herself could understand what she wanted to convey from such a simple sentence.

After seeing Maca hesitate a little because of her words, she further said:

"Maca, I think you must have a plan-tell us! If... I mean if you can solve everything without our help, we can go to the Burrow and wait quietly. Your good news. Although that feeling must be difficult, if we know that you will be fine, we can bear it."

As she was talking, Hermione shook her head suddenly, and a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes.

"But," she said, "if you are not sure at all, let us stay! We are not just to help you, we are also for our family, for the magical world, for our own future. ."

After hearing these words from Hermione, Maca couldn't help thinking again for a moment.This time, he spent a lot of time thinking, and finally shook his head slightly:

"Has anyone told you? Sometimes, you are really persuasive..."

"No, I don't think so," Hermione curled her lips. "At least, it has never been easy to convince you, but this time thanks to Professor Dumbledore."

"Ok?"

When Maca heard her muttering, she raised her eyebrows, obviously because she was a little bit confused about Professor Dumbledore.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Hermione smiled immediately. "We just discussed what Professor Dumbledore would do in this situation."

"Really?" Maca thought for a while, and then waved his hand. "Anyway, I already understand what you mean... Then, at least let me think about it again! All night, we all Think about it, and wait until tomorrow morning."

...

Without knowing it, the sky finally gradually dimmed.

Perhaps in other corners of this world, the fall of night means that a day is about to pass.But in this misty, foggy London, I'm afraid no one can sleep peacefully.

Everything may have just begun.

Right now, Scrimgeour was speaking on the atrium square of the Ministry of Magic, and his audience was all the members who were still working in the Ministry.

It must be said that the situation in London this time is indeed so harsh that some Ministry of Magic employees have secretly fled London.

Everyone can feel that the panic is no longer an illusion.

At present, most of the Auror and Black Wizard strikers in the ministry have been sent out. At this moment, they are being led by Kingsley, Sirius and others to fight against Helbo's men who are raging in London.

Even so, the manpower still appears to be somewhat insufficient.

For this reason, Scrimgeour understood that he had to stand up and do something now, because if even the Ministry of Magic were distracted, the entire British magical world would soon fall into a semi-paralyzed situation.

As Hermione said, in this case, a person's power is always limited.Because maintenance is always more difficult than destruction, Haierbo can be unscrupulous, but they have to take care of too much.

It's not just Hermione and the others, but at this time, more people are needed to support them.

Of course, it may be because of Maca's previous strong actions that even if someone ran away because of fear, they didn't even dare to turn their heads to help Helbo do evil.

Undoubtedly, this is equivalent to a great help for today's bad situation.

"...We are the British Ministry of Magic, and each of us represents the dignity and glory of the vast number of British wizards! We were born on this land, studied at Hogwarts, worked at the Ministry of Magic, and married on this land— —We can’t do without here, because this is our home!"

"Now, this is now, now! Many of our colleagues are fighting heroically to resist the invasion and restore order. In order to let them have no worries, we should do our best to do what we should do!"

"Just now, our colleagues from the International Magic Cooperation Department have already contacted the Wizarding Federation. I believe the Federation will soon dispatch support to assist us. So please don’t panic. I will work with you in each of us. Continue to persevere in his position—"

"...In the end, we will surely usher in the dawn of victory!"

Even though Scrimgeour was panicking at the moment, he still insisted on making this speech impassioned.And I have to say that he did not do bad this time—except for his dead face, which is always unable to make a proper expression, it looks somewhat irritating.

However, there are obviously no fools who can stand here and listen to his speech, and they all look at the reality outside one by one.

For Scrimgeour's speech, there may be agree, after all, a large part of what he said is the truth.

To be honest, nowadays the big guy is still more hesitant.

Scrimgeour watched the wizards and wizards underneath all whispering, he couldn't help but sighed secretly, and subconsciously moved to the statue of Maca presented by the Muggle Queen.

"McLean, don't you have the most ideas? Hurry up and think of a way! If this continues, I don't know how long I can last..."

But he didn't know that what Maca was most worried about right now was not the unrest in London at all.After all, compared with the "devil summoning" thing Norman said, this mess is really not a big deal.

What's more, seeing that the "big rock" above his head is about to fall to the ground, if Haierbo's actions have not been stopped before that, the two things will collide with each other, and I am afraid that Meilin will only be able to sigh.

In St Mungo's ward, Maca sat quietly in front of the window, pulling the curtains open.Although I knew that the night scene outside the window was completely an illusion created by the spell, looking at the brilliant lights under the night was at least much better than being stuck in a room and staring at the ground.

And just by the wall not far from him, the windbreaker wizard was still looking at the previous book silently.I saw that she would raise her head from time to time and glance at Maca's profile. It took a long time for the book in her hand to turn a page gently.

As for the others in the ward, except for Luna who was eating a big apple, everyone seemed to have no appetite to speak of.

"No matter what you are going to do next, will you have the strength to do things when you are full?" Luna touched Hermione's elbow and whispered, "So, when can we have dinner?"

"I'm not hungry, I really can't eat... well," Hermione turned her head and glanced at her, then couldn't help but said, "Aren't you eating?"

"This is just the fruit before the meal," Luna was saying, suddenly lowered her head and gnawed a big bite, and chewed, "Do you want to have one too? If you can't eat anything, it can. Help you appetizer!"

"Oh, no," Hermione waved her hand hurriedly, "I mean, really don't need it."

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