Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The door to the main hall was finally opened, but only the mother came out from inside.

"Where is Professor McLean?"

As soon as the door opened, Vanessa was hurriedly stopped by her daughter.

"Huh?" She was forced to stop, then glanced at Pansy and said, "Don't get in the way, I have something urgent to do... Mr. McLean just left and went to your father's."

After a casual comment, Mrs. Parkinson reached out and pushed Pansy aside, and walked quickly to the side door of the front hall.

When Pansy saw this, he hurried to catch up again, and walked next to his mother and said:

"Go to my father? Why...ah! Is it because the thing he wants to borrow is in his hands?"

When Vanessa heard it, she looked at her daughter again.

"McLean told you?"

"Uh, no... he said he didn't want too many people to know, so he didn't tell me anything specific—"

Pansy hadn't finished saying this, but when she saw Vanessa, she waved her hand and interrupted:

"Really? Since he doesn't want to tell you, then don't ask... Well, I have to say, you are doing pretty well, this time it is a small opportunity for our Parkinson family. But very Obviously, he is far from treating you as his own, so you still need to work harder...understand?"

These words can actually be regarded as praise in Vanessa's mouth, but the last sentence happened to be a coincidence, which happened to be what Pansy cares most about now.

Yes!Can she be regarded as Maca's "owner" now?

"But... he said that even if it is replaced by Granger and Potter, they are the same?"

"Is it really'the same'?" Vanessa shook her head. "That mudblood...and that useless savior, I know both of them. Think about it, they have been with you from the beginning How about McLean’s friendship with the one you just got together?"

After a short pause, she turned a corner along the corridor, and then continued:

"Pansy, don't think about these useless things anymore. When you have this time, let's think about how to further please McLean! I don't want you to hook up with him, because people will look at your capital No... you just want to be a student he trusts as much as possible for our Parkinson family, that's enough!"

"By the way, it's best to facilitate a few more times as good deals as today—"

When it comes to this, Vanessa and Pansy’s mother and daughter also happened to come to the end along the corridor. The former took out his wand and gently swiped the door a few times.

The next moment, I saw the tightly closed door slowly open, revealing a passage to the underground.

"...Mother," Pansy saw that Vanessa was about to go down, and she hesitated to stop immediately, "What are you doing in such a hurry to come to the home vault? What Professor McLean asked for... is not in her father Over there?"

"Did I say that?" Vanessa said without looking back and went down. "I just said that your Professor McLean just went to your father, but he didn't say what he wanted. over there."

"what?"

Although Pansy wanted to continue to question, Mrs. Parkinson had already walked deep into the passage.As for the underground vault at home, she had never been allowed in and out.

After all, she is always the daughter of Parkinson's family, and sooner or later she will be married and bear the surname of her future husband.At that time, unless all male heirs in the family died, otherwise, the most precious family properties below would have nothing to do with her.

"Mother, what is this idea?"

Pansy looked at the slightly dim passage, and couldn't help feeling a little worried-no matter what the mother was doing, she was worried whether it would annoy Professor McLean.

But in fact, she still didn't know that her family didn't have what Maca wanted. Her mother was planning to get it temporarily from someone else's hands!

...

To be honest, it's not just Pansy, even Maca didn't expect Mrs. Parkinson to go in such a big circle with herself.

Right now, just as Pansy was waiting silently at the entrance of his underground vault, he had already gone to the atrium of the Ministry of Magic again.

"Do you know where Mr. Parkinson is?"

"Parkinson? Which Parkinson?"

Maca stopped a few people by the fountain in the atrium, but they all looked blank.But because it was Maca McLean who was holding him, he didn't say impatiently that he didn't know, but was still desperately recalling which head in the ministry was named "Parkinson".

It must be said that as the current Patriarch of the Parkinson family, Pansy’s father is probably the worst Patriarch among the Holy Twenty-eight Clan.Now, it is estimated that Linnaville, the youngest head of the Longbottom family, is much more famous than Mr. Parkinson.

But Maca still remembered Mr. Parkinson's position anyway, and saw him think about it for a while, and quickly said:

"It's the deputy head of the ghost office, remember? I went to his office just now, but that floor is almost empty... Does anyone know where he might be?"

Maca glanced at them one by one, until he was about to ask another person, when he saw the thinner male wizard in the middle seemed to be a little surprised:

"Oh! It's that guy... I think about it, I really want to... Yes, I seem to see him occasionally in the archives of the Fantastic Creatures Control Division!"

"Really?" Maca nodded, "Then I will go over and see... Thanks."

The man watched Maca leave in a hurry, and was stunned for a moment, but then happily said to several colleagues as if he had won a big prize:

"Have you heard? Mr. McLean thanked me! Oh, Merlin's beard... That Maca McLean said'thank you' to me..."

Another colleague saw his mouth crooked with joy, and couldn't help glaring at him:

"Since he is so excited to be thanked by him, why don't you go outside and help him resist the dark wizard? If you die, maybe your Mr. McLean will bow to you!"

In fact, they heard this short conversation with Maca Maca, but now he doesn't even have the time to make a wry smile, so he just treated it as he didn't hear it.

When he took the magic elevator to the fourth floor, he just opened the elevator door, and he smelled a strong presence in the air.

Yes, he had already smelled it the first time he came up.

It stands to reason that although this is the Department of Magical Biological Management and Control, it is only an office space.However, there will inevitably be magical animals coming in and out here. Over time, this smell will become more difficult to remove.

He walked two steps along the corridor, and after a short while, he passed the ghost office he had entered before, and walked non-stop to the end of the corridor.

Randomly glanced at the sign nailed to the wall, he immediately waved his backhand, and the door of the archives room opened immediately.

"Mr. Parkinson? Are you here? Parkin—"

As soon as he shouted, Maca saw a head poking out from behind a certain row of file shelves, holding his glasses and looking at him twice.

"Um... here! Here! What can I do?"

"Oh, hello, this is Maca McLean." When Maca saw it, he walked forward and shook hands with him. "Actually, I just visited your house and talked with your wife for a while. ——I want to ask you the Parkinson’s family to borrow something. Your wife said it might be in the vault of Gringotts, so I plan to escort you to find it. If I can find it, I can rent or buy it... , This is a text message from your wife."

"Gringotts...really?"

Mr. Parkinson carefully took the envelope from Maca, first pushed down his glasses, then took out the letter paper and looked down.

Opposite him, Maca looked at this exquisitely dressed, even handsome, but cringing middle-aged wizard, could not help secretly wondering.

Is this really the current owner of the Parkinsons?

There is no doubt that there is a huge gap between this and the head of any family he has ever seen.Not to mention the aura of being a master, it seems that even an ordinary man lacks the spirit that should be.

While Maca was secretly hesitating, he saw the other party muttering in his mouth while looking at the letter:

"Vanasa, this is really true... Isn't she clearest about what is in the vault? There will be a day that she can't remember... Huh? What? Time and time converter? We still have this in our house. Plant something?"

When Maca heard the words, he immediately frowned slightly.