Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Old Sir, as of this evening, some important areas of the main castle should have been rebuilt.Although our defensive magic is definitely not comparable to the original one, everyone has done their best to set up multiple spells for defense and daily maintenance.In addition, some of us have discussed and hoped that Quidditch Field can be temporarily transformed into a cultivation site for the Devil's Net. Some of them have been responsible for the research and cultivation of the mutant Devil's Net in Africa. Maybe they can help us. Brings an effective large-scale defense capability..."

In the headmaster's room that had just been renovated at Hogwarts, a wizard was reporting the current reconstruction progress and wartime preparation plans to Old Aslan.

Although Hogwarts, located in the extreme north of Britain, has not been involved in the direct invasion of the living corpses, it is always a must to plan ahead.Now that they have contacted the Weymouth camp and obtained some very valuable information, they have already begun to make various preparations for the war that they will eventually participate in.

And among them, it even included some wizards who were good at fighting to conduct quite targeted training based on the information Percy gave out on the living corpses.

After hearing the other party's report, Old Aslan nodded suddenly.

"It's Jones and the others? I know... okay! Anyway, before peace is restored, the Quidditch match will definitely be impossible. But let them be careful, the mutant Devil Net is too aggressive, don't Hurt themselves."

"Okay, I'll tell them." The wizard made a tick on the palm-sized notebook, and then continued, "In addition, there is a new emergency contact from the Weymouth camp. It is said that Miss Granger's original plan to retake Birmingham has been temporarily shelved, so let us stay on hold and wait for news."

"Huh?" When Old Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but touched his white beard subconsciously, seemingly confused, "According to the previous information, now should be the best time..."

He thought for a while, then nodded silently after a moment.

"...But it's okay to prepare more. After all, it is not difficult to regain Birmingham. How to hold back afterwards is the biggest problem." He said, "You will reply to the letter in a while and say that we will fully cooperate with their actions. Let them rest assured."

"I see," the wizard replied, and finally said, "The other thing is-Mr. Charlie Weasley said before going out on patrol this morning, he will increase the scope of the patrol today, maybe Can’t come back at lunch time, so we don’t have to wait for him."

"Oh, isn't it?" Old Aslan couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, "It's really hard for him. Remember to save lunch for him and eat it when he comes back."

"Of course." Tan said with a smile, "To be honest, with him and his fire dragon Nobetta these days, everyone can worry a lot-after all, it is a genuine adult Norwegian Ridgeback, one man and one dragon. You can just save the two patrol teams! In addition, the wizards he brought are all good at it, which is really reassuring."

After that, he greeted old Aslan, left the principal's office and went on to work on other things.

Old Aslan watched him leave, then put on his glasses and lowered his head, and continued to consider the cooperation plan with the Weymouth camp.

This time they received the news that the plan was shelved, so their preparations here have to be re-stretched, at least the extra time must be more reasonably allocated to various operations.

Especially for the training of combatants-after the Weymouth coalition army retakes Birmingham, he also intends to allocate a part of the manpower in the past.

At that time, if Birmingham can really stabilize in the center of southern England, then their experience of resisting the attack of living corpses will become the treasure of this resistance war, and it is worth learning from everyone who has broken into this torrent.

It can be said that Hermione's plan to retake Birmingham is actually a bold pilot project, and it is because of this that many people admire it.

However, being brave and intrepid is obviously undesirable. She chose to wait and see at this time, and Old Aslan felt that it was all right.

It's a pity that it turns out that he was thinking too much, and what happened next made him feel a little unexpected.

"Click."

Suddenly, the door of the principal's office was opened again, and the wizard who had just left not long ago suddenly rushed in from the outside.

"Old Sir, outside...outside..."

"What's the matter?" Seeing the other person's breathless appearance, Old Aslan couldn't help but stand up and say, "Don't worry, take a few breaths and speak slowly."

"No, no... I have no time to gasp," the other party waved his hand indiscriminately, and then pointed to the vestibule outside the window. "A young man appeared on the lawn with a young girl and a middle-aged wizard. From the castle side, the protection curse we placed has no effect on him... and he also calls himself Maca McLean."

"McLean?"

When Old Aslan heard this, he hurriedly walked two steps and went to the window to take a look, but unexpectedly a pair of sights from below the castle also happened to greet him, and they met his gaze.

What kind of eyes are they?

Deep, calm, and even a little cold, just a pair of sights can make people ignore its appearance and appearance in an instant. The incomparable sense of existence is definitely the kind that is unforgettable after seeing it once.

Perhaps people who are familiar with Maca will not have such a sudden feeling when they see him today.But the person who saw him for the first time would definitely be taken by the look in his eyes, without exception.

There is no doubt that the changes in Maca are actually quite obvious.

"Notify everyone, put down the work at hand, and gather in the auditorium."

Before the words were over, Old Aslan disappeared from the window quickly, leaving only his last words echoing in the newly rebuilt, still somewhat empty headmaster's room.

...

"Maca, who are these people? Didn't you say that there is no one in the school?"

Willie followed Maca's footsteps and walked gently on the flat grass, looking at the Hogwarts Castle that was being rebuilt in front of her with a bit of confusion.

"I don't know exactly who it is," Maca shook his head, looked at the wizards and wizards gathered at the door, and said casually, "I just know...it shouldn't be a'bad guy'. Oh, some are still wearing Hogwarts. His uniforms should be all past students who have already graduated from school!"

As he was talking, he couldn't help but sighed slightly.

"Unfortunately, they shouldn't have come back here."

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