harry potter book of crimes

For Hermione and others who were studying at Hogwarts, last night's night was just lying in bed with eyes closed and opened; but for Maka, it seemed a bit long.

In a world with only black, white and gray, he wandered from afternoon to night, but still didn't make any valuable discoveries.

To be honest, it was a quiet and tasteless space.

Although I can see everything that exists in the real world, there is no life in it at all, as if... the whole world seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is far away.

There, he noticed only two changes:

First of all, this black and white space has its limits after all. Outside the suburbs of London, there is only endless darkness.

As for the second point...

"So, does it get dark here too?"

Walking on a street, Maka looked at the surroundings that were gradually getting dark, and couldn't help but realize that it was almost nightfall.

As time goes by, the twisted figures representing Muggles on the street gradually become fewer and fewer.

After walking forward for a while, Maka found a public bench for resting in the square and sat down silently.

Of course, even if he took a short rest, his continuously running brain would not stop at all.

But just a moment later, besides Maka, another figure in this dead space suddenly appeared at the edge of the square.

Maka, who was immersed in thoughts, did not ignore the appearance of the other party, but even though he knew that the person was walking towards him, he did not look back.

"Mr. MacLean..."

The series of unconcealed footsteps slowly stopped behind Maka. Not long after, a hoarse whisper also sounded and fell into his ears.

"Um."

There was no response, but there were no specific words either.

To be honest, Maka himself didn't know what to say when faced with this windbreaker wizard whose origins and whereabouts were unknown. Or, in other words, there were some things he wasn't sure he could say at all.

Seeing Maka snorting nonchalantly, the other party paused for a moment before continuing:

"Mr. MacLean, did you find anything...?"

"Discovery?" Maka leaned on the back of the bench and pointed to the sky, "It will also be dark here - is this a discovery?"

"Please...please stop making such silly jokes."

Somehow, although the other party's voice is still hoarse, it seems to have an inexplicable delicacy in it. It's not so much blaming Maka, but more... making trouble?

However, whether it was accusations or quarrels, the anxiety that could not be hidden was gradually revealed.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Maka turned her back to the other person and waved her hands gently, "But, I really don't know how to communicate with you... Not only that, I thought I

I already understand the meaning of your appearance here, but now, I really can’t understand your actions more and more."

"So, what exactly are you going to--"

Having said this, he thought for a while, and finally took back what he said just like last time. Because in the bottom of his heart, there was always a tight bottom line that contained the confusion that was about to come out.

"Sure enough, let's forget it!" Maka said, "You don't have to say anything, just do what you have to do... I just hope that you only show up here after knowing clearly what you should do.

."

In fact, his words simply wanted to show that he would not interfere with the other party's actions. But what he didn't expect was that something about his words seemed to suddenly stimulate the other party's nerves.

"Of course I know what I should do! Of course I know! In order to achieve my heart's desire, I can do anything, so I gave up everything and came here!"

"But...but..."

The hoarse voice behind him suddenly became excited, and his pitch rose again and again. However, for some reason unknown to Maka, the emotion that seemed to be gushing out soon fell down again.

Listening to the high and low voices that sounded like talking to oneself, Maka was obviously a little confused.

However, he did not turn a blind eye to the other party's emotional excitement because of this. While making sure that he would not say anything unnecessary, he nodded gently and said calmly:

"Okay... Although I can't say that I can understand you, I feel sincerity and persistence from your emotions. So, again - just do whatever you want to do! As long as you understand yourself

doing what."

Just as he was talking, Maka turned around and said:

"Of course, if your actions conflict with mine, then I will stick to my ideas to the end - I hope you can understand this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the square fell into dead silence again.

A few minutes later, the voice sounded again, but this time it came to the public bench where Maka was sitting.

"I can understand," the unidentified windbreaker wizard lowered his head slightly and looked at Maka. "And I will definitely stick to my own ideas to the end. Because a person once said something to me,

He said that there is never right or wrong in this world, there are only 'I think it is right' and 'I think it is wrong'."

"Oh?" Maka suddenly stood up and walked to the other end of the square, saying casually, "That's a good point, but... is he really a selfish person?"

In fact, when the other party came to him just now, he only had to turn his head to see the face that was always hidden under the brim of the hat. But from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of taking a look.

.

Looking at Maka's leaving figure, the windbreaker wizard stared for a long time, and then turned around and left silently until he was out of sight.

"Selfish? No, I don't think so at all..."

It was still the same hoarse voice that brought this unclear conversation to an awkward end.

...

"...Listen, I think something happened with the Order of the Phoenix again! And...I'm afraid it has something to do with Maka."

Not to mention that Maka's search that night was fruitless again. After lunch the next day, Hermione called Harry and others to gather in the Gryffindor lounge.

Yes, not only Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville who were also in Gryffindor House, but also some R.A. members from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were also pulled over by her.

At this moment, Harry, who had just sat down in the corner here, immediately asked:

"Hermione, what is going on? What happened to the Order of the Phoenix?"

Regarding Harry's question, Ron and others also echoed it. After all, Hermione's words were really sudden and confusing.

But Hermione immediately shook her head and said:

"No, the specifics are not clear yet, because actually I am only in the guessing stage - Harry, Ron, do you remember that in our transfiguration class in the morning, an owl came to the classroom to deliver a letter to Professor McGonagall?

"

"Ah! Well..." Harry nodded, "Yes, I remember... but so what?"

"I heard from Miss Witte that her assistant to the principal is responsible for collecting letters, organizing information, and even filtering, writing, and replying letters. All normal letters will be sent directly to the principal's office by owl.

She collects it on your behalf..."

As she said this, she came closer and said in a smaller voice:

"Unless it's some secret messages that can only be viewed by Professor McGonagall - you know, like news from the Order of the Phoenix."

When they were at Black's old house, they all read the information in the reception room for a period of time. Especially Hermione, she has always kept those experiences in mind and has never forgotten them until now.

She is very familiar with the intelligence exchange between the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts.

"Of course," Hermione paused and then said suddenly, "Although this is the most likely possibility, I can't say that I am 100% sure... Just looking at Professor McGonagall's expression at that time, I think that

It's certainly not a trivial matter."

Hearing Hermione speak so clearly, everyone couldn't help but fall silent - even though this period of time seemed very peaceful, everyone knew in their hearts that as long as Haierbo was still there, things would not end so easily.

The storm that should come will come sooner or later.

"Then... what should I do?" Neville said with a serious face, "If I need to go out to see the situation first, I can ask for leave - as you know, I applied to go to St. Mungo's to visit my family every weekend.

s right."

"Neville——"

Hannah, who was sitting next to him, was about to say something, but Neville turned his face away and shook his head at her. Maybe the two of them had made some agreement during this time, so Hannah closed her door gently after seeing this.

Mouth.

Hermione also looked at Neville, and after considering it for a moment, she nodded.

"Neville, with your current ability, you are also the most suitable candidate... But you must remember to be careful. You are just checking the situation. Don't do anything dangerous!"

Seeing Neville nod slightly, Hermione reorganized her thoughts and continued:

"Maka left Hogwarts obviously to concentrate on dealing with that Halpo, but I'm afraid it also included the idea of ​​attracting Halpo's attention and making Hogwarts peaceful. So, even if we want to

If you want to help him, you can't ruin Maka's feelings for the school because of it——"

"Also, although we have made great progress, we are undoubtedly still quite vulnerable in front of Haierbo. When the future is still unclear, no matter what happens, we must not be impulsive. We will wait until Neville comes back.

!"

After a few serious instructions, she finally said:

"And before that...well, I'll go to Professor McGonagall after school to test it out and see what her attitude will be like!" (To be continued)