Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

To be honest, Boenser was actually far less calm than he appeared to be.After all, most of his arms have become like fire sticks. No matter who this happened to, I believe it will feel very scary, right?

However, Boenser has been a therapist for most of his life, and now he is also the dean of Saint Mungo.

Although he has already retired from management on weekdays, he, who used to be the only leader in magical medicine, at least will not make a fuss about the abnormality of one arm, even if he is worried about his own life, at least he is not there. Isn't it obvious on the surface?

"McLean, how is it? Can you see something?"

Since Bo Enser and the patient had both been in direct contact with the necklace, and the states that they showed were completely different, this alone was enough to make people want to find out.

"There are no more valuable clues yet...but," Mackah paused, "that necklace shouldn't be made by Helbo...how do you say it? It's a bit rough...As for the chain mark on this neck, It seems to be used to protect him?"

"So, is someone deliberately trying to use him to spread curses?" Boenser frowned, "Then...If it wasn't for Helbo, who else could this be?"

"Who knows?" Maca shook his head. "Although it is a curse derived from ancient magic, it may not necessarily be used by ancient wizards... In other words, the wizard who made the curse necklace could be a person from Haierbo, It may not be."

As he was talking, Maca suddenly changed his words:

"In addition, I think it's impossible for you to'spread a curse'... At least when making that necklace, the creator's original intention was definitely not this."

While denying it, he pointed to Boenser's dry arm.

"It should have been an accident that you triggered the curse, and the curse effect...it's not bad. Unfortunately, its limitations are very large."

"You should also know that the biggest characteristic of curse magic is that it is easy to spread. After all, there are almost all ways to cure curses, unless it is too strong to be solved. And this curse is neither easy to spread nor very Strong single-body damage, the whole can only be regarded as'not up to down'..."

At this point, Maca couldn't help spreading his hands.

"In fact, it is precisely for this that I am puzzled. There are other curse magics, and even modern black magic has several difficult methods to deal with. But the fact is that the other party just chose This one."

"So I have reason to think that the producer intends to use this gentleman as a'remote control bomb'"

"Uh, what is a'remote bomb'?"

"It's a Muggle thing. The army will be equipped to cause a long-distance explosion." Maca casually explained, and then continued, "And make this necklace and put it on this patient People, maybe they are planning something... and this is just one of the backup methods used to cause confusion and disturb sight."

"What do you mean..." When Boenser heard this, he suddenly appeared worried, "There are bigger and worse things waiting for us?"

"I think so," Maca waved his hand. "So first of all, first check if there are any other refugees wearing necklaces, rings, earrings and studs... or bracelets and bracelets!"

Having said that, Maca gestured for a moment, and then added:

"Go and let me know first! Since you have temporarily cut off the curse on your arm, your life is guaranteed to be guaranteed. You do things first, and I will help you prepare a powerful curse-relieving potion."

...

Boenser didn't say anything about the curse in him, and even Maca was forced to ask him for help after Boenser had tried to solve the curse but was still unable to get it.

Therefore, although many people in the camp outside knew that Boenser had hurriedly searched for Maca, they didn't know what it was for.

Right now, when Maca was preparing potions on the spot in Boense's big tent, Hermione had brought Ron and his brothers to the Weasleys.

"Oh! Dad, mom? Merlin bless...well, you all look...all very good!"

Probably because he didn't expect his parents to come over at this time, Ron, who was unprepared, was a bit poor for a while.After that, Ginny made fun of him about it for a long time, which caused him to face a bitter face until he went to bed.

Of course, now that the Weasley family has finally been able to reunite, and now there is no shortage of food.So for today's dinner, a group of friends simply set up a small stove for them and made a good meal.

To be honest, everyone's nerves are still in a tight state after experiencing so much tension and horror.From this perspective, a small but lively celebration is indeed necessary.

Later, as the night darkened, a bonfire was lit in the open space in the middle of the camp, and many refugees and St. Mungo's medical staff also joined in.

Under the night sky, an orange bonfire swayed with the wind, throwing a little spark into the sky.Everyone surrounded the flames, and under the leadership of Fred and George's pair of living treasures, they had entered a state of flurry of demons at some point.

Many people have a huge amount of pressure accumulated in their hearts, and they need to vent this way to adjust their increasingly depressed mood.

And in the second half of this spontaneously formed bonfire party, Maca, who has never come back, finally appeared in a corner of the open space, and smiled knowingly at the dancing wizards and wizards.

Although I don’t know who proposed this event, it actually fits his original intentions. Originally, he planned to let the Weasleys rest for a night, and the next day’s excitement, no one would have to lead him. , They will start by themselves tonight.

"Maca?"

Since Hermione and Luna were on the other side of the bonfire, it was Ginny who noticed him first this time.And then, he was rushed by Ginny, who was on his head, and dragged him into the crowd, forcibly making him "jump" with everyone.

"Ginny, are you drinking?"

"what did you say?"

"I said did you drink alcohol"

"what did you say"

In the noise around him, Maca was staggered by Ginny. After shouting a few times without getting any reliable answer, he could only give up helplessly.

Not far away, Delphi was standing at a table with a wine glass. She looked at Maca's embarrassed appearance, and she seemed to be unable to help laughing.

The bonfire is still burning.

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