harry potter book of crimes

"Stay here and don't move! Aren't you just taking some blood samples? As for twisting and turning like this... Hey! Don't run. Do you think you can run?"

In the room, Maka held several syringes bought from the Muggle world and ran quickly from one end to the other.

And on the ground in front of him, the basilisk whose body he had shrunk was running away desperately, swimming under the bed in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity that just hiding it under the bed is of no use. But seeing that Maka had a headache chasing after him, he simply stretched out his hand and dragged the basilisk out from inside.

When the basilisk floating in the air struggled twice and found that it was useless, "she" finally lowered her head as if she had given up completely.

Seeing this, Maka gestured back and forth with the syringe before continuing,

"It seems that my attitude towards you was too good before, which made you bold again. Let me tell you, it will be good for you and me to figure out the situation early... at least it can save some energy

no?"

To be honest, since he had already confirmed that the basilisk could not understand what he said, his rambling was actually more like talking to himself.

But right now, apart from him and the basilisk, there was no third person in the room. So, as he was looking for someone to talk to, he could only mumble there like this.

Because if he wants to temporarily forget Christine's death and Charles' plea, he must not let his brain be idle, right?

However, just when Maka found the right position and wanted to poke the needle into the basilisk, there were suddenly three rather reserved knocks on the door of his room.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm a little busy at the moment..." Maka said loudly without looking back, "Professor Snape, just open the door and come in!"

Before he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened gently, and Snape, dressed in black robes, strode into the room from outside.

"Maka, let me ask you! What about Miss Parkinson's incident, did you have anything to do with-"

Before he could finish his question, he saw the snake floating in front of Maka.

Although the basilisk had been reduced in size by Maka's powerful shrinking spell, Snape, who was no stranger to many magical creatures, could identify the true species of this snake at a glance.

"Basilisk?" Snape couldn't help but asked in surprise at such a rare magical creature, "Where did you get it?"

"Um?"

As for Snape's question, Maka had nothing she couldn't say.

After returning from the London sewers, he and Charles went to the principal's office together and told Professor McGonagall completely about Christine's death.

Now it doesn't seem wrong to tell Snape again.

After taking three small tubes of blood samples from the basilisk, he put away his things, turned around and said:

"It's Haierbo - this is what I 'snatched' from him. Although this is just a basilisk, 'she' was transformed from a human being. I still hope to get more information from her.

So much information about Haierbo!”

Perhaps except for Maka, no one would ever say "It's just a basilisk".

You know, the Basilisk is one of the earliest "5X" magical creatures recognized by the Ministry of Magic. It is second to none in terms of danger and rarity.

Therefore, even Snape couldn't help but shook his head speechlessly after hearing this.

But Maka did not elaborate on this issue. For him, he did not want to mention the matter of Christine's death again and again in the near future.

Soon, he shrugged and said:

"By the way, Professor! What did you want to ask me just now?"

When Snape heard this, he immediately remembered the reason why he came to Maka, and heard him continue:

"I want to ask you, have you ever mentioned Parkinson's to Draco? He came to me just now and said that he discovered Parkinson's had abnormal behavior and suspected that Parkinson had some connection with Haierbo.

.”

When Maka heard this, she immediately nodded.

"Oh, I know about this!" He said with some emotion while recalling the events of Quidditch that day, "Of course, I didn't tell him this, and it probably wasn't Miss Parkinson - I think

She doesn't have the guts to say it yet. Thinking about it this way, Malfoy can only guess what happened."

After Maka's analysis, Snape was certainly not stupid, and he quickly figured out some of the key points.

He knew that given Malfoy's somewhat similar experience to Parkinson's, it was not surprising that he could guess something from the latter's recent state.

But, is it really okay for Malfoy to know about this?

"Anyway, I told you this matter," Snape thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Draco came to tell me just now, and I brushed it off casually, but what should I do after that?

Then you can figure it out yourself! As I promised you before, I will do the instructions given to Parkinson, but I can’t control the rest!"

After that, he didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the door again, obviously planning to leave.

"Well, leave Malfoy's affairs to me!" Maka looked at Snape's back and said, "But I think we don't need to worry too much... I even think that Malfoy might

Let Parkinson adapt to her new identity faster!"

Snape, who happened to be at the door, heard it and paused slightly, but said nothing more. The next moment, he walked out of the door, and before leaving, he helped Maka close the door.

Not long after, Maka, who was still standing in the room, put aside Malfoy's matters, took out the basilisk's blood sample again, and quickly walked towards the desk where some potion tools were placed.

On his forearm, the scarlet tongue of the basilisk stretched and retracted from time to time. But after smelling the smell of his own blood, he simply buried his head in Maka's sleeve and acted like an ostrich.

…

At the same time, by the campus garden.

Pansy, who knew nothing about Malfoy's "snitching" behavior against Snape, had already walked around the garden alone.

Although because of Professor Sprout's magic, this garden has a large number of flowers blooming all year round, it is still colorful even in the ice and snow.

However, this flower is most beautiful to appreciate in spring.

After forcing herself to ignore the noise of the Gryffindors in the garden, Pansy was finally able to calm down and continue to savor the beauty.

Smelling the sweet fragrance in the air and looking at the colorful flowers, the pressure that had been lingering in her heart quietly faded away.

However, as she walked in the garden, the lunch break passed little by little. After a while, she saw that there were fewer and fewer students in the garden, and she realized that it was almost time for class again.

Just as this thought flashed through Pansy's mind, she turned around and was about to walk towards the entrance of the garden, when she suddenly found that there was someone behind her.

"Draco?"

Just when Pansy looked back, the golden light looked extremely bright in the sun.

However, Malfoy, who was standing next to a bunch of purple tulips, did not respond. He just stood there with his thin lips slightly pursed, and the coldness on his face seemed to freeze the flowers around him.

"Draco, what's wrong with you?" Pansy immediately felt Malfoy's indifference, and then asked with some confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

She remembers that on the day of the Quidditch match, when Malfoy warned her, she didn't see him showing such an expression. At best, he was a little indifferent.

So, what happened to his attitude today?

"Did I do anything to make him unhappy?" Pansy couldn't help but wonder to herself, "Although I may do something questionable in the future, at least I haven't done it yet? Draco...

What caused the trouble again?"

She never imagined that she had just touched the handle of the wand without even pulling it out, and Draco would immediately be suspicious of her.

Just when Pansy was confused, Malfoy finally spoke.

"'What's wrong'?" He said coldly, "Do you still remember what I said? Don't cause trouble for Hogwarts - I'm already late for a year because of my suspension. If you cause trouble for me again,

I can’t graduate...hum!”

Hearing Malfoy's cold snort, Pansy couldn't help but feel aggrieved and said:

"Uh...Draco, I didn't do anything? Did you...did you misunderstand something?"

As soon as Pansy finished speaking, Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"Unfortunately, although I don't know why you didn't take action before, your little moves were still clearly visible to me... Of course, no matter what your plan is, I have already reported everything I saw.

To Professor Snape."

"You know, the last thing I want right now is for someone to disrupt my life, understand?"

However, Pansy could only smile bitterly in response to the indifferent Malfoy in front of her.

She finally understood it - it was probably because her previous actions happened to be seen by Malfoy, coupled with the previous guess about herself, this formed a completely unnecessary misunderstanding.

As for Malfoy saying that he wanted to report to Snape, Pansy didn't care at all. After all, Snape already knew about her little things, and even used Draco Malfoy to make a special trip there.

Say?

Rather than Snape finding out about this misunderstanding, what Pansy cared about now was actually Malfoy. She wanted to know, was she really that untrustworthy in Malfoy's heart?

In the past, Malfoy just ignored her, but now, she felt that she was almost hated by Malfoy!

After being silent for a while, Pansy said silently:

"Draco, you know that I like you! So, do you really think that I will ignore your reminder and do something stupid that will definitely make you hate me?" (To be continued)