harry potter book of crimes

"Maka, what did Lupine say to you just now?"

Seeing Ron's attitude of asking questions as soon as he sat down, could Maka not know what he was thinking? But even if the other person had this intention, there were some things that Maka couldn't tell him directly.

"What, want to help?"

Seeing that Maka only had a noncommittal smile on her face, Ron suddenly shook his head dejectedly.

"Actually, I also understand that with my little ability, I can't help much!" He said helplessly, holding a glass of butterbeer, "But... Maca, I won't say those words to hide it in front of you.

Yes, I just want to do something - just like Neville and Harry!"

"So when you come here now, you actually want to ask me if there is any way to catch up with Harry?"

Maka nodded and simply said what Ron meant. Ron's attitude was no longer vague this time. When Maka said this, he immediately admitted it.

What the other party says.

"Maka, you know!" Ron said sincerely, "I have been working hard, but -"

"Well, you don't need to say it, I know it all." Maka smiled at him again, and then said seriously, "Not only me, everyone has seen your efforts... Let me tell you, in fact you are already very good.

It’s powerful, you just haven’t noticed it yet!”

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but sigh after a short pause.

"Maka, please stop comforting me... I don't know how powerful I am! Forget it, I also know that it is useless to worry about this kind of talent, and magic strength is not just opportunistic.

What can be obtained..."

Maka got funnier and funnier as he listened, and finally interrupted him suddenly:

"Oh, I have to make one thing clear to you - I was not comforting you just now! After all, sometimes, the person who can't see the most clearly is himself, especially someone like you..."

While saying this, Maka picked up the cup and took a sip of butterbeer, and then continued:

"After all, do you understand what magic is?"

"ah?"

Hearing Maka suddenly ask a strange question, Ron's face was immediately confused.

"'What is magic'..." He murmured for a while, and then said with some uncertainty, "It is to recite the 'magic syllables' according to a specific rhythm, and guide it with the help of the waving trajectory of the wand, and finally let everything

A law of occurrence of natural and unnatural forces?”

"The answer is very standard, as if I memorized it from a book." Maka smiled and nodded, but then shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, what I asked about was the concept of magic itself, not the concept of magic itself.

Ways to make magic happen.”

After restating the question he just asked, he continued:

"Of course, it's better if you memorize the word 'law' first, at least I won't have to explain it further. But the so-called 'magic' includes every magic you know.

Mantras - they are actually phenomena formed after our hearts resonate with a certain 'law'."

"Do you understand?" Maka pointed to her chest and said, "Remember, all magic is not a tool, but an expression of our inner will. And the strength of our hearts is actually what makes magic powerful.

It’s the most direct and effective guarantee!”

As for this, he suddenly said bluntly:

"That is to say, as long as your will is strong enough, even for just a moment, it will bring you power beyond your own imagination."

"The strength of the heart...?" Ron listened and couldn't help but frowned and said, "Maka, tell me about the heart... you clearly know that I am not a person with a strong heart."

"Is this really the case?" Maka spread her hands in disbelief, "Then let me ask you, if Ginny is like she was before and was taken away by some dark wizard... what will happen to you?"

"Of course I will save her without hesitation!" Ron slapped his thigh and said, "Whoever dares to do something to Ginny, I will fight him even if I risk my life!"

"very good."

Just when Ron thought Maka wanted to say "This is the strength of the heart", he heard Maka say again:

"So, if you finally find out that the 'dark wizard' who captured Ginny is actually your best brother - Harry? Can you still attack him?"

Ron was stunned when he heard this.

"I..." He hesitated and shook his head with difficulty, "I don't know."

"Look! This is proof that you can't see yourself clearly," Maka pointed to his nose and said, "Listen, I can guarantee you that even if Harry is really standing in front of you at that time, you will definitely take action.

!Remember? You almost beat me up for Hermione back then!"

"Oh! Maka, don't mention that..."

Seeing Ron's ashamed expression, Maka couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha! Okay, I won't talk about this for now. Just remember to think about it carefully later! It's just..."

Having said this, he suddenly stood up and walked to the open space next to the table. Immediately afterwards, Ron saw him waving to him.

"I have something else to tell you about strength," he said, "Come! Take out your wand and use a disarming spell on me - if you can take away the half cup of butter in my hand

Beer, then I’ll tell you a way to get stronger quickly!”

"What?" Ron was startled, and then said in surprise, "Isn't it? No, no, no... use a disarming spell to snatch something from your hand? How is this possible!"

"Well, maybe not! Not to say 100%, at least 99% can't be done." Maka said with a smile.

"Are you trying to tell me that if you don't try, then you really can't do it 100%?" Ron pursed his lips and scratched his head with a subtle expression.

However, Maka said with a strange expression:

"It's good that you think so, because it is indeed a very positive thought. But... I actually want to ask you, why don't you take a chance on the 'one percent' possibility? I

You won’t fight back?”

Before he finished speaking, Ron suddenly took out the wand from his sleeve and swung it towards him. Immediately, a red arc of light passed between the two and headed straight for him.

Unfortunately, Ron saw Maka reaching to the side, and the red light was led to the side by the trajectory drawn by his palm, and fell to the ground, exploding a cloud of dust.

"Hey!" Maka teased, "You want to sneak attack me? You're not even close to that!"

"I just said no!"

Ron immediately slumped down on the armchair in annoyance, his face full of awkwardness. But if you look carefully, you can see that the corners of his mouth have already curled up in a relaxed arc.

Yes! Didn't Maka say it before? Strength doesn't necessarily have to be reflected in magic?

…

"You had a fight with Maka just now? What happened?"

After Ron returned to the other side of the dance floor, he was immediately surrounded by Hermione and others. Obviously, there were more than one or two people who were curious about the disarming spell just now.

"Look! The guests are all looking towards you... Tell me, what is going on?"

"It's really nothing!" Ron said innocently, "I just wanted to talk to Maka and let him guide me. The disarming spell just now was also a way for him to test me."

"What did he teach you?" Neville asked quickly, "Did he teach you any new spell-casting skills? Come on, tell me, I want to learn it too!"

"No," Ron said after pushing Neville away who was too close, "He just told me some truths, such as..."

After that, Ron probably knew that he couldn't do it even if he didn't want to, so he confessed everything about what happened.

After realizing that Maka was indeed just giving Ron some relief, Hermione and others naturally understood Ron's inner struggle. So, they also comforted him with a few words.

But to be honest, words of comfort like this would actually make Ron less confident. If it had been before, he might have smiled on the surface and said he understood, but deep down he would have only become more and more disappointed.

Fortunately, after what Maka said just now, Ron has already found a goal. Even if the goal is not clear yet, he finally knows what he should be busy with next.

And unknowingly, the lively wedding of sisters Fred, George and Olsen gradually progressed into the night.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's dinner is ready! Please come to the tent and enjoy the fine wine and food we have carefully prepared!"

The sun has already sunk into the Western Mountains, and the stars in the sky and the rising silver moon add a bit of coolness to the earth.

And high in the sky, two special star points were running in different directions and throwing "little tails", but they brought an extra sense of mystery to the night.

Under the night, Mr. Weasley stood at the door of the tent lit by fireflies, greeting all the guests with a smile on his face, and invited those who could stay until the evening to have a sumptuous dinner.

At this moment, Maka, who had been sitting on the outer edge, suddenly nodded slightly to Lupine, Sirius and others, then put down the already empty wine glass, got up and walked towards Mr. Weasley.

"Sorry, Lupin and I still have some things to do, so let's just pay for this dinner!" He said with a smile, "When I come back to visit again, remember to prepare more of Madam's meat pies for me!

"

"Oh, are you about to leave now?" Mr. Weasley paused after hearing the sound, but soon nodded and said, "Then, I won't ask what it is... Anyway, be careful! If necessary, we will

The whole family can be a reserve member of the Order of the Phoenix!"

"Thank you!" Maka thanked her solemnly, "Of course, let's enjoy the wedding of our two sons today! Remember to drink more!"

After Lupin and the others also spoke to Mr. Weasley one after another, they quickly walked around the tent and disappeared into the shadows behind. (To be continued)