Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Who can tell the past that seems to be insignificant nowadays, besides the few people who directly participated in the process of sending off Nobetta, who else?

Maca's feelings seemed inadvertent, and Charlie immediately understood that the one in front of him was without a doubt Maca.

It's just... why does Maca become like this?

However, before he could say anything again, Maca suddenly swept Norberta's head.

"Let's go!"

Before she finished her words, she saw Norberta as if she received an amnesty, and hurriedly flapped her wings and flew up, leaving Charlie and flew away.

"Go back and remember to tell everyone that I will relieve Helbo's threat for you. But... As I gradually deepen the study of the rules of the soul, I discovered that although the guy's idea is extreme, the general direction is not wrong-leave Britain! This land...will become a brand new world."

After all, Maca waved his backhand again, and Charlie just felt like the sky was spinning in front of him.The next moment, when he blinked his eyes subconsciously, he found that he was already standing on the top of the hillside opposite the school gate with a whole team of members.

"Mr. Weasley, just now...oh! We were still in the air just now, but who knew that there was a flower in front of us, and suddenly came here..."

"Yeah! This...what is going on? Me too."

Due to the sudden and bizarre change, even if these wizards are not mediocre, this time they are a little panicked.

But Charlie only stared at the direction of the lake in a complicated way, then turned around suddenly, and looked at the small woods below the hillside behind him.

Maca was right, there were indeed people there, and there were many more—some of them came out one after another after they discovered them who appeared out of thin air on the hillside.

"Go and inform Andy that they will come here to meet... Remember, don't enter the school area and go around."

Charlie patted one of the team members on the shoulder, and after the latter left with some uneasy sounds, he led the other team members to the forest below.

...

"Old Sir, Mr. Weasley, they are here."

To be honest, this forest is not big, and there are nearly two hundred people gathered in it right now, which seems a bit crowded.But this matter rushed to the right, and Old Aslan obviously couldn't take care of that much.

"Let's go! Let's greet it."

With a wave of his hand, the old wizard led everyone out of the woods and walked towards Charlie and others who had come down from the hillside.

"Mr. Weasley, did you... see Mr. McLean just now?"

The old man just asked such a sentence, and Charlie, who was still walking down here, had not had time to answer, but saw Ms. Statham next to him and said:

"I'm sorry, Charlie! I think we have to apologize to you-Aslan deliberately asked you to meet that McLean."

"is it?"

Charlie looked at her, then at Old Aslan, and then glanced back in the direction where Maca was just now, then couldn't help scratching his head:

"It's okay, I think the old Sir has no choice but to make the best move. And... as long as I know that Maca is coming, I will see him sooner or later."

"You have to apologize," Ms. Statham turned her head and glared at the old wizard. "That McLean is inexplicable, who knows if you will be in danger if you go?"

These days, she and Charlie have become very familiar, and she is obviously very dissatisfied with the old man...that is, what her grandpa did.

It was said that the elbow was turned outwards, and Old Aslan was undoubtedly feeling this way now.

Seeing his granddaughter's warning look at that time, he had to shook his head helplessly, but did not speak any more.

However, Charlie now comforted Statham.

"It's okay, don't mention anything else, Macatha..." When he talked about Maca, he was still a little confused, but he continued quickly, "Although he is indeed a little strange, after all, you don't even have It hurts, how can you do it to me?"

Having said this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Old Aslan, and then said:

"By the way, old Sir... he already knew about you hiding here."

"Oh, of course, of course he knows." The old wizard sighed. "I have known since the first time I saw him. His magical attainments are beyond our reach-I want to rely on a forest. It is simply impossible to hide it from him."

"But because of this, I always find things weird." He paused, then continued, "Mr. Weasley, did he say anything to you just now?"

"He told me—"

Charlie was about to repeat what Maca had just said to Old Aslan to see what he thought.But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly swallowed it again.

"Forget it," Charlie shook his head, but did not fool around at will, but sincerely said, "Sorry! Maca is my best friend and Hermione after all...I want to discuss this matter with everyone first. I'll talk about it later."

When Old Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but pause for a while, then nodded slightly:

"Okay! Also... Anyway, since he even drove you out, then it looks like we still have to leave here."

The voice fell slightly, and he waved his hand to everyone behind him.

"Let's go! Oh, Mr. Weasley..." Old Aslan thought for a while, then turned his head and said, "I'm going to take everyone to the Yorkshire Dales. Do you want to go together? Or... You are going to return to Wei directly. Go to Mous? The latest news has just arrived over there this morning, saying that the plan to retake Birmingham has been temporarily shelved. I think Miss Granger and the others should still be in the Weymouth camp."

"Shelved?"

Charlie was taken aback when he heard the words, and perhaps because he had just seen Maca, he subconsciously linked the two things together.

It's just that, obviously, without knowing that Hermione and the others are going to Winchester, this kind of association will at best only make his thinking become more confused.

"Thank you for reminding...that..." He pondered for a moment, but he couldn't think of a reason. Then he nodded suspiciously, "Then I will go back to Weymouth."

After that, he took out a whistle carved with dragon head from his chest, raised his head and blew it vigorously.The sharp whistle reverberated in the open mountains.

Not long after, everyone saw a black spot appearing from a distant mountain, flying over here quickly.

"Charlie, can I go with you?"

Until then, Ms. Statham finally couldn't help but speak.