Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Are you Mr. McLean? All of us have heard of your deeds during this time. Since Dumbledore, we at Hogwarts have finally produced another talent who can lead the overall situation. ..."

Before Maca and the Blois father and daughter walked to the gate of the castle, they were stopped by some wizards who had heard the news and ran out.It can be seen that they are actually just curious about Maca, and most of them have no other meaning.

However, before they could continue to approach, Willie lifted her wand silently and blocked it a few steps away from Maca.

"Little girl, did you... misunderstand something? We were all Hogwarts students before, so are you? Don't worry, we are all our own."

To be honest, Wei Li's action did seem a bit abrupt. After all, not only did they show any hostility to Maca, but they all greeted them with smiles.Even if Maca does not know the identity of the other party, obviously there is no need to show such a blunt attitude, right?

But Wei Li still pointed at them with the tip of her magic wand without paying for it, and kept guarding in front of Maca.

As for Mr. Blois who has been following him, he is even more indifferent than Willie, staring at the group of people in front of him as if nothing, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

Because all he cares about is the safety of his daughter, and with the strength of this group of wizards, in his opinion, there is no need to worry at all.

For other things, leave it to Maca to judge.

However, when the sights of the wizards and men and women passed over the unmoved Wei Li and fell back to Maca's side, Maca suddenly raised his head and looked up at the main fort where the restoration of the main body was almost finished.

After waiting a lot and looking back, he, who originally wanted to speak, didn't say anything at all-because he knew that the one who could call the shots was coming.

"Mr. McLean, what exactly do you... mean?" A young wizard standing at the front looked at Maca, very confused, "No, wait, are you MacLean? "

Before that, they had all heard of Maca's actions to save ordinary wizards and even ordinary Muggle people, so they all thought Maca was a kind wizard who completely inherited Dumbledore's will.So now, after seeing Wei Li's inhumanity and Maca's ignorance, they have gradually developed incomprehension and suspicion.

It's a pity that Maca obviously didn't intend to make any explanation for them, and even for the wizard's doubts, there was no excuse.

As more and more people gathered at the door, you could see that the atmosphere of the scene became tense as their eyes changed.

"All go in... Old Sir said, let you go to the auditorium to gather..."

Vaguely, Maca heard someone urging by the castle gate behind the crowd, but the effect did not seem to be very good. Most people still gathered at the gate, and more and more.

It is worth mentioning that the young wizard who had questioned at first stopped speaking.Seeing his right hand in his pocket, he is probably already touching his wand.

"All give way."

Suddenly, an old but rather tough voice rang from the gate, causing the buzzing in the crowd to cease immediately.And soon, everyone in front gradually retreated to both sides, causing a figure to suddenly appear in Maca's field of vision.

Maca saw that it was an old wizard who was already very old, his pale hair and slightly curly white beard almost joined together.Because they have not been carefully maintained and trimmed, it makes them look a little bit unruly.

And this old wizard wore a set of old and plain old-style wizard robes, only the Hufflepuff House emblem on the side of his chest was still as new as ever.

To be honest, this old wizard who seems to be about the same age as Dumbledore is not as tall as the former, but Maca can feel it from the opponent's sight-this is also a wisdom and ability. Old man.

"I am Aslan, just like you, a Hufflepuff."

Old Aslan said, then pulled the emblem on the chest of the robe, and smiled slightly.And after that, he walked out and gestured towards the lake.

"Would you like to accompany my old man to the lake for a walk?"

Until then, Maca, who had not spoken to so many people here just now, finally spoke.

"Although I don't know what we can say, but...Of course, I still have time to take a walk with the elderly and chat for a few days."

As Maca said, he patted the shoulder of Willie, who was still standing in front of him, and walked towards the lake with the father and daughter first.

"Old Sir—"

A wizard leaned forward and wanted to say something to Old Aslan, but was blocked by the opponent waved his hand.

"I said, go to the auditorium to gather, and don't run around for the time being-I'll talk to that Mr. McLean, and wait for me to talk about other things."

"But... Old Sir, is that really Maca McLean?"

The wizard asked with a frown, but saw old Aslan pause for a while, then looked at Maca's back and said:

"Relax! Apart from Maca McLean, I can't think of other possibilities."

The old man’s meaning is very obvious. At least he thinks that it is impossible for Helbo to come—and if it is not Helbo, there will be a third person besides Maca who can make him feel with just one look. Is it like a powerful wizard whose soul is shaking?

Shaking his head gently, Old Aslan stopped talking to each other, and walked straight to the direction where Maca had left, disappearing from everyone's eyes seemingly slowly.

...

The tolerance of nature is powerful-when Maca stood by the lake and quietly admired the water that was wrinkled by the breeze, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He still clearly remembered that when the meteorite was hit by Helbo on the castle, the spreading shock wave lifted off a large area of ​​turf woods around it, and this lake was also hit by many meteorite fragments, setting off huge waves.

However, not long after, many buds emerged from the opened soil on the ground; besides some potholes were smashed out by the lake, it also expanded the surface of the lake.

Even Hogwarts Castle, whose space was fortified by the founder, was mostly destroyed, but this mountain, this lake, this vegetation and flowers had only slightly changed.

"It's a trivial struggle," Maca said, turning her head and glanced at the lake not far away. "Professor Dumbledore, don't you think?"

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