harry potter book of crimes

Good morning!"

"Oh, good morning! Professor Sinistra."

Say good morning to others as you did yesterday morning, then sit down at the table and actually enjoy a delicious breakfast.

For most people, this means the arrival of a new day and a wonderful beginning.

But in today's Maka, the future may not be worth looking forward to.

Although he had not discussed it with anyone else, the appearance of the mysterious windbreaker wizard was undoubtedly a top priority.

It can be said that this "heavy" is undoubtedly the "heavy" of "important", but it is also the "heavy" of "heavy pressure".

Maka doesn't know the identity of the other party, nor how he got here. But the only thing that is certain is that with the arrival of the other party, some kind of crisis will gradually come unexpectedly.

That was a trouble, and it must be a big, bad trouble that would bring the unidentified witch to him.

"McLean, try today's muffins - I think they taste really good!"

"Ah, thank you."

Maka nodded to Sinista with a smile, then cut off a piece of muffin and put it in her mouth, chewing it gently.

As for how this "extremely delicious" muffin tasted, he actually didn't pay much attention.

Yes, even if other people think that he has been very relaxed every day recently, and he is as calm and unhurried as before. But only he understands that in fact, he is using it to appease others, pretending to be calm.

.

You know, perhaps there is nothing more terrifying than the situation of "knowing that doom is coming and knowing that there are clues to the truth, but never trying to understand it."

It's a pity that as a person today, you shouldn't know what will happen in the future. After all, from the moment the "future" is known by the "present", it is no longer the "future".

In this regard, as a wizard who has faced the rules of time, Maka is obviously very clear.

And this obviously turned into a heavy mountain, pressing hard on his heart. Even he couldn't help but feel a little breathless.

"Good morning, Mr. MacLean."

Suddenly, another figure walked past the staff table and paused for a moment in front of Maka.

Yes, it was her—the trench coat witch who hid her true identity in the shadows and put the unexplainable pressure in her heart.

And it is she who will be the protagonist of a certain disaster in the future and the center of gravity that will guide everything.

"Well, good morning!"

Maka nodded slightly to the windbreaker wizard at the table, with a soft and plain smile on her face.

After watching the other party walk towards the Gryffindor table with brisk steps after greeting him politely, he turned his eyes back to his dinner plate.

I hope she always understands what she is doing - as a person who is only in the "now", Maka can only repeat this sentence again and again to remind herself that she is just a slightly special supporting role.

"...Being a 'supporting role' is also a very hard job!"

"What supporting role?" Sinistra next to him suddenly asked curiously, "McLean, do you also like opera?"

"Well, it's okay! I just like it, I don't know much -" Maka smiled and shrugged, then said, "Oh, today's newspaper has been delivered? Can you show it to me?"

Taking the newspaper from the other party, he just hurriedly scanned the numerous headlines on the first few pages, and then turned to the international page at the back.

Unsurprisingly, there is still no definite news about the basilisk incident in the African magical world.

Although, the editorial board of the "Daily Prophet" is still trying to delay the heat. But it has been so long now, even if there is no information, it is information, and the people will gradually lose interest.

But at this moment, a gray owl suddenly flew in from the door, fluttered across the entire auditorium, and landed in front of Maka.

This is an owl that delivers mail over a long distance - Macca can still feel the remaining traces of magic from its body. So, will it be the letter from the International Federation of Wizards that he has been waiting for?

"Oh, you seem to be doing well?"

Opening the envelope held by the owl, the first thing that fell into his hand was a magic photo.

In that photo, people who were familiar to Maka were gathered together. They each made movements that echoed their own personalities and showed their own expressions.

For example, little Cathy was raising her chin slightly with an arrogant look; while behind her, Helen, who was no longer an obscurant, was just holding Delphi in her arms and was very low-key.

But all of them, without exception, had a smile on their faces.

Of course, the one who satisfies Maka the most is undoubtedly Willy standing in the middle. She is no longer bound by the blood curse, and she can already express the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in her heart to her heart's content.

In the photo, she is also smiling, much more naturally and happily than before.

"This is such a happy photo!"

Sinistra beside him and Professor Sprout on the other side also joined in.

"Oh, this is Miss Blois, right? It's rare to see her smiling... And this one, it's Miss Schon..."

Maka handed the photo to them, and she unfolded the letter in the envelope and read it carefully.

The content of this letter is nothing special, just some trivial daily life information such as who said what, what I ate recently, what flowers and plants I planted, etc.

It is not a letter from the Wizards' Federation, which is certainly something that makes Maca slightly disappointed, but the peace and warmth of Blois Castle is also another important piece of information.

Didn't the windbreaker wizard also say that sending them to France was the right choice - this was enough to make Maka feel at ease.

"fine."

With a slight nod, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope and picked up the fork that was placed on the dinner plate again.

Breakfast didn't take long. After filling her stomach, Maka put away the letters and photos, and then walked towards the Gryffindor table below.

"Luna, you have new friends, don't forget your old friends!" He said to Luna, who was also crowded here, "They will graduate this fall, remember the annual farewell party for graduates.

"

"Um."

Seeing Luna turning around with a smile on her face, Maka turned her head and said:

"What about you? I plan to go out for a walk today... If you want to stay here, then you can! It would be nice to make some friends."

Naturally, he said this to the windbreaker wizard.

Unexpectedly, she, who seemed to be enjoying the friendship she had gained recently, stood up immediately after hearing his words.

"No," she said, "I still want to go with you...ahem...I mean, if you are willing to let me follow you this time."

Maybe it was because Maka refused her permission to go with her when she went back to the cave last time, so now she would ask this question first every time.

"Well, there's no problem today."

Since she didn't know who she was, Maka didn't know much about her thoughts. She just vaguely felt from the interactions these days that the other party seemed to be willing to follow her - even just following her.

"Then I'll go!"

"Oh," Maka nodded, "Well everyone, let's meet at dinner time. Have a good time in class, practice well, and don't think too much, got it?"

Looking at the windbreaker wizard leaving with Maka, Hermione couldn't help but look at Luna.

"It's a wonderful relationship, isn't it?"

Regarding Luna's "naivety", Hermione could only purse her lips and express her helplessness - even though she could feel that the windbreaker wizard's relationship with them had become better and better these days, and he was obviously very keen on it.

This friendship, but Maka would still take the initiative to leave with him when he came.

Regarding this relationship, let alone Maka, at least the windbreaker wizard's feelings for Maka are obviously special.

Is this girl Luna naturally incapable of feeling a sense of crisis?

"Yes, yes, it's amazing..."

While talking casually, Hermione couldn't help but feel like a complete fool - Luna, who was closer to Maka, didn't care at all, so what was she worrying about here alone?

"Harry, there's nothing important to do during lunch break today, right?" She shook her head and said, "You, Ron, Ginny and Neville, go up there with me to test the new magic text combination!

"

Unexpectedly, when Harry heard this, he immediately said:

"Ah! Sorry Hermione, I'm afraid not today! I'm going to... you know, try that again during lunch break."

Watching Harry make a slight movement of slashing with a sword with both hands, Hermione was suddenly surprised and said:

"I've never heard you say that! Are you sure? It's okay?"

"I haven't heard of it either!"

Ron immediately turned his head and his eyes widened.

Facing Hermione and Ron's questions, Harry seemed to have enough confidence this time, clenching his right fist tightly and shaking it.

"Yes," he said, "Of course, it won't be long! I don't want to test how long I can hold it this time, I just want to experience it again after a long time! In fact, if she hadn't been holding it for the past few days,

With us, I've long wanted to try it again."

"But, is it really okay to do this kind of thing without Maka?" Ron asked worriedly.

"It's okay," Harry smiled easily, "Today I just held it - I could hold it for so long before, but now, no matter how bad it is, I won't be able to hold on for a moment, right? What's more,

I am more confident now than before!"

According to the message left to him in Dumbledore's storybook, firm courage is the secret to lifting the sword of Gryffindor, and this is always true.

While learning from each other with Neville, Harry gradually regained his courage.

"Don't worry, all of you!" he said seriously. (To be continued)