Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...April, I just went to the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, I overheard..."

"It will be fine, we still have Mr. McLean!"

"Yes! And that Miss Hermione Granger, it's said..."

It was still the afternoon when the breeze was soft as a lover's caress, and the sun was gurgling like a mountain stream, and it was still a group of young people talking in the shade of mottled trees.

On the edge of the carved window frame upstairs, a girl with a cold and delicate appearance was in a daze; under the shadow of another canopy of trees downstairs, an invisible figure stood silently.

Everything seems to have never changed on the surface, and it seems that every detail is different from "before".

This time, Maca didn't disturb the scene anymore, he just converged his own magical power fluctuations and walked quietly on the twisty streets a little far away.

A moment later, near the central square, Maca who was walking on the street suddenly looked up.And in the next moment he looked up, a large number of slabs flew up from the square in front of him, blasting swiftly in all directions of the town.

"The time is right...Then then, there is only waiting."

Although you would reach the square after walking a little further, Maca didn't go any further, but suddenly turned a corner and walked into an alley by the side of the road.

After a while, he was seen standing still in front of a house, reaching out and knocking on the door.

"Who?"

A man's question soon came from the room.

"Sir, can you let me in and sit for a while? I am a friend of Mr. McLean."

"McLean's friend?"

You can hear the man inside while muttering, stepping on the wooden floor "Pata Pata" walking towards this side.Then, the wooden door in front of Maca was finally opened.

"……Only you?"

It was a man with long white hair, maybe because the hair was too thin and soft, it was basically entangled in strands.The clothes on the other party also looked a little messy. Although they were not dirty in fact, they were obviously not too flattering.

After the other party leaned out his upper body and looked around, he opened the door and beckoned to Maca, who had already changed his appearance.

"come in!"

When Maca saw this, he nodded, and then immediately followed the other person in.

"Remember to close the door for me."

"of course."

At the same time, Maca backhanded and closed the door smoothly.

...

"Sit down! It's not my house anyway, just sit here...Would you like some tea?"

"No, no, I'm not thirsty."

Have an afternoon tea in the afternoon, which is naturally a very common thing in Britain.However, even if drinking tea is not just for thirst, even if Maca does have so much free time now, it is a pity that he does not have the mood to relax with tea.

When a person is in a bad mood, no matter how good the tea and sugar cubes are, it will only be bitter in the mouth.

What's more, it's almost impossible to drink serious tea in the man's house in front of him... isn't it?

Maca glanced around the living room for a while, then walked to the table by the window, pulled a chair away and sat down.

"Mr. Lovegood, sit down too! If you always stand there, I would feel uncomfortable."

That's right, as Maca called him, this man was named Xenofiliuslov Goode, who was Luna's father.

In fact, Lupin had already told Maca when he checked out the list of asylum seekers.

Just because Luna was worried, Maca didn't tell her about it.

It's just...Of course, there are too many acquaintances among the asylum seekers today, a Xenophylius, but it won't change the overall situation much.

"You just said that you are McLean's friend?" Xenofilius did not sit. He still stood in the middle of the small living room, looking at Maca. "So, McLean wanted you to come? What did he ask you to come to me for? Did Luna have any trouble?"

"Oh, no! It's not like that," Maca waved his hand as soon as he heard it, "Miss Lovegood is okay...well, at least so far. As for my words... although I do. Let me tell you something about Miss Lovegood, but I'll have to sit here for more."

To be honest, Maca’s statement is indeed a bit subtle, and it’s hard to stop thinking about it.

However, Xenofilius was always a clumsy and kind person in essence.

Although he was very worried about his daughter, he especially wanted to ask Maca something about his daughter Luna.But standing there and staring at Maca closely like this was probably the most intense questioning method he could think of.

In the final analysis, he was clearly staying in Spiral Town, but he hadn't appeared once, which naturally explained many problems.

After all, Luna and Maca may not be easy to find, but is it not easy to find Lupin who has been working in the lobby of the New Ministry of Magic?

"Mr. Lovegood, please sit down! McLean believes that you have always been a reasonable and good father who respects your daughter's will, so he actually understands your current anxiety and anxiety."

"You...what are you here to talk to me?"

Xenofilius stared at him for a long time, then stroked the messy white hair, and sat down opposite him with his ass.

"Hmm... how do you say it?" Maca saw him ask, and couldn't help thinking about it, "I think, let's start with McLean first! I believe you should also know, he has been very much during this time. Busy, I have been running around desperately to deal with that ancient dark wizard. So this time, he had no choice but to let me meet you."

"In fact, McLean just wanted me to send you a word"

When Maca said this, he couldn't help but pause for a while, then continued:

"He said that no matter what happens, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he will do his best to protect Miss Luna Lovegood."

Xenofilius pursed his mouth, still looking very upset.But after hearing what Maca said, he hesitated and hesitated, but finally nodded.

"I know, I believe him too"

At that moment, Xenophylius’s mind may have flashed past the days when Maca stayed at his home, or Maca completed the spell analysis for his dead wife and Luna’s mother. .

But no matter what he thought of, what he finally thought was definitely the figure of his daughter.

"So, what else?"