harry potter book of crimes

It must be said that Haierbo's penetration method is indeed difficult to deal with.

Judging from what Martin, the fake tavern owner, heard, most of the "apprentices" he selected were scattered, and they were not allowed to have contact with each other.

In addition, Haierbo himself never took the initiative to come up with ideas, and the people below acted based on their own ideas. This resulted in those events being almost different, and there was no pattern at all.

This makes the investigation by the members of the Order of the Phoenix quite time-consuming and labor-intensive - they do not have enough manpower to begin with, so everything must be followed up as an independent incident, which makes Lupine and Kingsley's

Scheduling pressure continues to increase.

"What I need to deal with at the moment are all incidents that are difficult in some aspects. In fact, in the entire London... no, in the entire British wizarding community, there have been more and more cases of hurting and killing people like this.

too much……"

After dinner at the Leaky Cauldron, Maca took Hermione and others out of Diagon Alley and went for a slow walk on the streets of London outside the Leaky Cauldron.

At present, Sirius and others were secretly watching over the Copper Key Library. On the surface, it was best for him to leave there normally, so as not to alert some "eyes that may be hiding in the dark".

And while they were walking leisurely along the Muggle street, Maka was also explaining to Hermione the recent current situation in the UK.

He had to admit that the so-called "apprentices" under Haierbo had been making small moves more frequently recently.

"Then...are we going to..." Hermione frowned slightly, "You know, I mean, our R.A. can actually participate in the investigation work."

But after Maka heard it, she immediately shook her head.

"No, that's not necessary." He said, "What you have to do now is to set up magic barriers - believe me, this is also very important. As for the events that have happened recently, I am aware of them, don't worry!"

Hermione still believed what Maka said. Since he would say that, he must have had a plan in advance. If he had to get involved, it might disrupt his arrangement.

So, Hermione patted the satchel hanging by her side and said that she would start researching it tonight when she got back.

"Hey, where are Ron and the others?"

"I've secretly gone back a long time ago!"

Probably because the conversation just now was all about injuries and death, Hermione seemed slightly startled when she turned around and found that the other three people were no longer there.

But Maka naturally knew full well about the departure of Ron and others, so she heard him say with a smile:

"Neville has practiced the Disapparation Spell well, and Hannah seems to be able to barely take him away completely... In comparison, Ron can't, and Neville needs to use his entourage to appear and carry him away.

"

"Oh! They are using magic spells outside the school again!" Hermione said angrily, "Even if the Ministry of Magic rarely cares about these things now, it is because the crisis has not passed yet... They can't do this!

"

"Forget it!" Maka patted her shoulder and said, "It's really important to master apparation quickly - I have to say, this is the most valuable spell in the history of modern magic!"

Unfortunately, he just couldn't use it well.

After all, his problem lies at the soul level. Even if he has mastered the rules of the soul, he has no good solution. Until now, he can only use constantly improved door keys to replace them.

Thinking of this, Maka suddenly suggested:

"By the way, why don't you try to apparate back later! Let me see how well you master it - you know, this can make me feel more confident about your safety."

"Does this have to be done?" Hermione said reluctantly, "Although I know that people should also know how to be flexible, these rules are actually to ensure the safety of minors. If no one follows them, it will not work.

Is there no point in existing anymore?”

Hearing this, Maka couldn't help but smile and said:

"I think you are right, but in that case...are you sure you still want to use my 'homemade door key' to go back? You see, strictly speaking, it is illegal."

"Oh! Well..."

Because Maka used it very naturally every time, Hermione had almost subconsciously ignored his behavior of using the portkey to move around, and even used this method to travel to various places many times.

But now that Maka mentioned it, she realized something belatedly - Maka's door keys had probably not been registered in the door key office, and this act of making and using door keys privately was undoubtedly

illegal.

"Okay! I think it's better if I apparate back to school!"

Hermione finally gave in reluctantly.

After the two of them walked side by side on this street for a while, they found a random alley that no one would notice and left one after another.

However, even Maka didn't know that just a few seconds after he and Hermione disappeared into the distortion of space, a window on one side of the alley was suddenly opened from the inside.

Then, a little boy looked cautiously at the dim alley outside with a little doubt.

"Huh?" he asked in confusion, "Isn't the sound coming from the window?"

"Kevin! What are you doing in the kitchen? Go to bed quickly!"

Hearing his mother's cry from behind, the boy immediately retracted his little head with a grimace. After he struggled to close the window, he turned around and planned to walk to the living room.

But at this moment, another extremely subtle "hissing" sound came from nowhere, causing him to stop again.

This sound appeared again...where? If it wasn't from outside the window, then where should it be?

The little boy Kevin, who was very curious, quickly put his mother's shouting behind his mind and started searching left and right following the sound.

It can be heard that the sound is really very slight. If it were not for the child's sensitive hearing and it was already dark now, it would probably be difficult to notice it.

While looking around for a while, little Kevin bent down again and again, and finally just squatted down and listened carefully.

This time the sound lasted longer than last time, so he finally found the rough source - it seemed to come from underground.

Oh, no! To be precise...

"Is it in here?"

Kevin leaned close to the cabinet door under the kitchen sink, tilted his head and listened again. But just as he was about to reach out to open the cabinet door, a rough, big hand suddenly grabbed him.

The back collar pulled him back.

"Oh! It's so dirty. What are you going to do to touch the door of the sewer pipe? Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise the bath just now would have been in vain!"

The mother of the little boy Kevin is a very ordinary Muggle woman, with a barrel-shaped figure that is stronger than Mrs. Weasley. At first glance, she gives off the impression of a hard-working housekeeper.

And her strength is obviously very strong. With the pull just now, little Kevin was dragged in front of her almost without any resistance.

"Call you naughty!"

When her mother raised her hand, little Kevin quickly shrank his head, but the slap on his forehead was neither light nor heavy.

"You haven't touched any other places, right? The bottom of the pot, the corner, the stove, the sink... Hey! It's best not to touch them. Do you hear me? Let me take a look at my hands... Hmm? It seems like I need to wash them at least again.

It’s done…it’s true.”

With his mother nagging all the time, little Kevin helplessly allowed himself to be manipulated. After a while, his mother tucked him into the bed in his room.

"Would you like to listen to a story before going to sleep?"

Seeing his mother habitually looking at the drawers on the table next to her, little Kevin hurriedly said:

"Mom, I have grown up! Have you forgotten, I turned ten years old yesterday! Sister Demi, who leads the family, said that she stopped listening to stories when she was nine years old..."

At the end, he muttered:

"Besides, I'm tired of hearing those stories."

When his mother heard this, she immediately waved her hands and said:

"Okay, okay! If you don't listen, you won't listen... Then my little lord, go to bed quickly! You know, the lord should be able to fall asleep soon!"

Before he finished speaking, little Kevin immediately closed his eyes tightly, trying to prove that he had really grown up.

To be honest, Kevin is an easy child to coax, and his mother is actually very relieved about him because she knows that her son will fall asleep soon as long as he closes his eyes and lies on the bed.

So after seeing her son closing his eyes tightly, she closed the door and went out.

A mother naturally knows a lot about her children's habits - Kevin's mother guessed right. Not long after, little Kevin was about to fall asleep.

However, tonight is destined to be an unusual night...at least for little Kevin.

Just as Kevin was in a daze, the weird "hissing" sound suddenly sounded again, pulling him out bit by bit from the dream he was about to fall into.

Slowly awakened by this inexplicable movement, little Kevin twisted his mouth and finally opened his eyes again.

He was sent to the room upstairs by his mother. Where did the sound come from this time?

In this regard, little Kevin's curiosity was aroused again.

Maybe it's because the child has a pure heart and won't think of anything bad at all; or maybe it's because little Kevin is naturally courageous.

Anyway, I saw him lying on the bed and listening for a while. The more he listened, the more he couldn't help but want to find out what was going on. Finally, he lifted the quilt and climbed out of the bed.

After wandering around the small room twice, he unknowingly walked to the side of the curtain quietly.

Outside the window again?

Little Kevin's room is directly above the kitchen, and the alley outside the window is naturally still there - although it is a bit higher than before, is it still the same as before?

After thinking this way, little Kevin finally parted the curtains and cautiously looked out the window. (To be continued)