Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Miss Granger, you said...what will we become from now on? London...can we go back? Can everything return to the way it was?"

"Hmm... To be honest, I don't know. However, I believe that Maca will lead us and do my best to restore order!"

"That young Mr. McLean? Isn't he... a doctor?"

In the observation room, Hermione was talking casually with the survivor on the hospital bed—because she was of Muggle origin, the task of caring for this Muggle survivor naturally fell on her.

Perhaps this Muggle lady had already learned a lot about the magic world from some fellow wizards when she took refuge in a cellar in London. For example, the companion witch next door, which made Hermione communicate with her. Becomes a lot easier.

Right now, seeing that the other party seemed to regard Maca as a wizard specializing in healing, Hermione immediately shook her head.

"Maca is indeed very good in healing, but that's just one aspect of what he is good at. Well, although he is always humble, but in the magic world...at least in the British magic world, I don't think I know him I’m afraid there are not many people..."

When talking about Maca, Hermione had a tendency to talk endlessly.I saw her sitting by the hospital bed and kept talking about Maca's achievements.

After a while, the Muggle lady took advantage of Hermione’s pause and looked at her curiously and said:

"Miss Granger, do you...like that Mr. McLean?"

"Ah? Uh..." Hermione could not help pursing her mouth when she heard the words, and then whispered in denial, "No, maybe she liked it before, but now it won't... It's just the admiration and longing for Maca , But it will not change."

"Oh, really?"

The other party looked at Hermione with great interest, as if she was a little emotional—she had thought that the so-called "wizards" must be very different from their "Muggles", especially after seeing the terrible disaster in London, even more. There is a feeling of lingering fear in my heart.

However, the wizards she met successively didn't seem to be much different from herself.

They can be surprised, scared, angry, and cry.

Some of them are gentle and reliable men like that Mr. Maca McLean; there are also kind and brave ladies like the witch who protects herself from London; more like the man in front of him. A young girl who has fallen into troubles and perplexity by Sheng Jingmu.

In the face of disaster, she saw a magical world that she had never encountered since she was a child, and then discovered that they also lived in this corner of this world silently, just like herself.

"Miss Granger... Seeing you makes me think of my sister..."

"Your sister? She is—" Hermione wanted to ask subconsciously, but after seeing the other's slightly dim expression, she soon apologized, "I'm sorry, it seems to remind you of something bad thing."

"No, no, it's okay, I originally brought it up by myself." The Muggle lady on the hospital bed suddenly chuckled, "Also, you might have misunderstood a little bit-my sister had it when she was very young. He has passed away, not because of this disaster."

She smiled, as if remembering some past events, and then continued after some memories:

"Really, I'm thinking right now... If she is still alive, shouldn't she be like you, at the age when she often talks about the boy she likes?"

"Madam, I really didn't—"

Although I wanted to deny it again, after seeing the faint smile on the other's face, I realized that I couldn't say anything anymore.

At this moment, the other party who was slightly immersed in these topics about the girl's mind, suddenly but couldn't help but sighed quietly.

She was not feeling sorry for her dead sister, but feeling sorry for the sensitiveness in front of her.

Whether a girl’s love will have a result is not the most important thing, what is important is whether he can enjoy the ups and downs of youth safely.

Under such terrible disasters, no matter what, girls like Hermione's age would no longer have the time and mood to care about love.

"I don't know, when will these horrible things end?"

Hearing the other side sigh so lightly, Hermione didn't know what to say-now, I'm afraid everyone wants the answer to this question, right?

"It won't...it's too long," she said plainly, "it shouldn't be too long."

With that said, Hermione suddenly reached out and grabbed the very friendly Muggle lady on the hospital bed, and looked at her as if thinking of something.

"In fact, I have been thinking these days, if this continues, the magic world and wizards who have been hiding in the dark for so many years may soon be revealed to the Muggle world! When this disaster is over, wizards and Muggle Melon may be able to live together harmoniously..."

At this point, she suddenly shook her head again, with a pity in her expression.

"I really hope to see such a world in my lifetime... but I also understand that it will inevitably be difficult."

The world Hermione portrayed not only shocked the Muggle survivor in the hospital bed, but also inspired Harry, who was acting as a guard outside the door.

Yes, such a world will indeed make the teenagers and girls who are full of hope for the future look forward to it.

But they didn't even know that at this moment, Maca had already taken the most difficult first step on the road of fusion between the Muggle world and the magic world under the "persecution" of Helbo.

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"Mr. Akinbad, I think you also understand that this is almost inevitable... I know that there will be many problems, and even if it is careless, it may turn into a three-way war. But we can All we can do is to make it go as good as possible, right?"

In the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, Maca is having a discussion with the president of the federation who has been invited over.

I remember that when the Muggle Queen tried to put forward this proposal, Maca herself resolutely refused. After all, he also knew that it was definitely a hasty plan.

Major events in a country... No, such major events that can even easily involve the fate of the whole world cannot be determined by a somewhat famous wizard and the queen of a country.

But now, even if he knows that this time is even more unreasonable than the one mentioned by the queen, this has already been forced to become an imperative.

"I understand that I understand, but..."

Akinbad’s forehead was already covered with sweat from the beginning of the conversation.

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