harry potter book of crimes

In the front yard of Flint's mansion, the neatly trimmed lawn rippled in the breeze, throwing out bursts of vitality with an earthy smell.

Different from the bad impression of this family in people's minds, the manor where the Flint family lives is not only luxurious, but also has an unexpected quietness and freshness.

However, at the next moment, a series of spatial fluctuations instantly broke the tranquility of this lawn.

"Oh, is this the Flint family's mansion? The environment looks nice... Well, look at those oak trees! They are so lush and leafy, so lovely... I like them very much!"

As soon as it appeared, Maka couldn't help but admire it, and by the way, she also praised the trees that were planted in an orderly manner.

Beside him, Charlotte, who had come with him, couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile after hearing this.

"Listen to what you said...my little brother, is it possible that the surname here will be changed to McLean after today?"

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense!" Maka chuckled and waved her hand, "Although I do want to have a home of my own, but I don't want to focus on the ancestral property that has been passed down for hundreds of years?"

Having said that, he stopped visiting other people's manors. If he had taken a few more glances, he might have been arranged by Charlotte!

"Let's go!"

He saw Maka wave his hand and was about to take the lead towards the white villa that was mostly obscured by the dense canopy of trees, but before he could take the first step, he paused again.

"Well... there are quite a few people here today, but unfortunately none of them are walking in front of us." Maka glanced in the direction of the mountain behind her without leaving a trace, and then said to Charlotte next to her, "Study

Sister, you recruited those people, why don’t you go over and say hello to them or something?”

"Hmph! It doesn't matter to me whether they come or not? A bunch of guys who only know how to shrink their heads, after all, aren't they here for you?"

Charlotte has lived in a big family since she was a child, and she knows very well the psychology of those who come after hearing the news.

On the surface, it seems that all the wizards who belong to the big and small families in the British magical world are attracted by the news she spreads to watch the fun; but in fact, those people's fun is fake, and the changes in the situation are real.

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They originally thought that the spreader of the news was Maka, but what they are most concerned about now is Maka's intentions - if the Flint family suffers this time, other pure-blood families will inevitably rejoice secretly and attack them again.

The difficult issue of "whether to take sides" has once again been brought to the family meeting table.

After all, let's not talk about the fate of the Slint family today, but the Malfoy family has truly stood behind Maka through a direct attack on Haierbo's men.

The sudden change in the current situation may cause another wave of turmoil in the pure-blood circle within the British wizarding world.

Of course, let alone Charlotte being too lazy to pay attention to those guys, even Maka didn't really want to point out their existence. He just paused for a moment and then continued to move forward with a group of people who were traveling with him.

, and soon we arrived at the iron gate of the annex along the cobblestone path.

As expected, the Flint family had obviously noticed that someone was apparating in their front yard, so they saved the effort of asking someone to come out and speak.

"afternoon everyone!"

To be honest, there were not many people following Maka today.

Due to some problems in the name, Maka also called several people from the Ministry of Magic to accompany her. In fact, this was just to get a fair name.

As a Hogwarts Potions Professor who is temporarily out of work, it is somewhat far-fetched to say that Maka is here on behalf of the school.

But there is no way, who made this young master of the Flint family run away to Hogwarts?

During the normal teaching period, there were not many idle people in the school who could "do justice" for him! Let alone...does Hogwarts, the magic school itself, have the right to manage other people's family affairs?

Therefore, Maka came in his own name this time, and the ones who really have the right to interrogate the Flint family today are the "make-up people" he asked from the Ministry of Magic.

It's a pity that those who made up the numbers were just those who made up the numbers - didn't you see those Flint family wizards, didn't you even look at them?

"Mosser, what do you mean standing there? Come here quickly!"

The person speaking was the witch who was surrounded by a crowd of people on the other side of the iron gate. You could see that the middle-aged witch was wearing a sapphire blue velvet robe, with her blond hair tied up high, and decorated with exquisite and expensive hair accessories.

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There was no need for anyone to introduce her, Maka just took a casual look and naturally knew her identity as the head of the Flint family.

As for the "Mother" she called, he was undoubtedly the stubborn boy standing next to Charlotte.

Perhaps it was due to his usual obedience, but now when he heard his mother's sharp call, the boy took a step forward almost subconsciously.

However, after escaping from this home today, it was obvious that he was no longer the same person he used to be.

"Mother, I will never go back! Now that we are gone, do you think I will go back?"

"You - Moser! You can't get through this!"

"I already told you that I will never go back. It's useless what you say!"

"...You kid, don't you think it's enough to embarrass me?"

A mother and son glared at each other through the door of their home. The boy refused to go in, and his mother just yelled and stood inside without coming out.

In fact, at this moment, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mrs. Flint did not dare to come out at all. But it would be very difficult for a head of the family like her who has always been extremely proud to bow her head and submit.

Maka looked back and forth for a while, as if she didn't want to hear the mother and son shouting at each other anymore, and suddenly waved her hand, making a gesture for the two to stop.

Not to mention, his every move was watched by everyone present, even Mrs. Flint, who was always glancing at him with her peripheral vision!

As soon as Maka made a move, the whole scene suddenly became quiet.

"Madam, I think you probably won't be able to call your son back today...and if you are willing to calm down and talk with him, I can be a witness for you."

Before he could finish his words, Moser, the young master of the Flint family who was listening to the side, said immediately:

"She and I have nothing to talk about anymore!"

Maka smiled when she heard this, and then calmly shook her head.

"Mrs. Flint, you heard it too - we didn't have to come here. It's because your usual behavior has deeply hurt your son's heart. If no one intervenes, I'll be worried.

...The third Dark Lord may be trained by you in the future!"

This joke, which didn't seem like a joke, made many people's expressions slightly change.

Whether it was the few Ministry of Magic personnel who came with Maka, or the wizards and servants at the Flint family, they all realized that Maka was trying to blame Mrs. Flint.

But to be honest, if the situation continues like this and the child Moser is driven into panic... with the child's stubborn temper, it's hard to say what will happen in the end.

"Mr. McClain, you are... a bit alarmist, aren't you?"

Of course, Mrs. Flint was unwilling to wear the hat that Maka put on her head, but in view of the current power of the other party, she did not want to offend her unless she had to.

Everyone looked at Mrs. Flint, who was always domineering and dared to ridicule and curse anyone. Her tone became unusually erratic. The wizards from various families who managed to eavesdrop on the situation in the distance couldn't help but sneer.

From this point, it can be seen that Mrs. Flint is really a failure in life. If she were born in an ordinary family, she would probably not live to be as old as she is now.

However, in Maka's view, Moser's mother, who was known for being violent and arrogant, was not that unbearable. At least in front of him, this woman clearly had her own sense of proportion.

To be honest, Maka's words just now were considered very rude, almost equivalent to a slap in her face.

But even so, this woman, who was known for her violent temper, had even put away her anger towards her son at the beginning, and did not show any hostility towards him.

So it can be said that Mrs. Flint may not be unable to assess the situation at all, but she just didn't feel the need to do so in the past.

"Alarmist?" Maka kept his unchanging smile and shrugged easily, "I don't think... Madam, your family is supposed to have some ancient wizard heritage, so you should also understand the relationship between magic and people's hearts.

the close relationship between them.”

As he was speaking, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and continued:

"By the way, we know that if a child with magical talent is suppressed for a long time without guidance, then he may become an 'Obscurial'."

"Because only the talent of violence can express the pressure in his heart..."

"And if this child can become a wizard normally through guidance, then the pressure in his heart will be unable to be vented. And in this case, guess what will happen?"

Maka's easy-to-follow magic lecture immediately attracted the attention of many people. Especially the knowledge he mentioned cannot be learned from textbooks!

Hearing Maka ask a question as if giving a lecture, Charlotte beside him couldn't help but wonder:

"What will happen?"

"Of course, he will become a wizard who is more easily attracted to black magic!" Maka spread his hands, but his expression became cold, "To be precise, he will be attracted by 'negative emotions'

Gradually dominated, and black magic became their only tool to vent their inner feelings——"

Having said this, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, and said with a gloomy face:

"Avada Kedavra!"

Mrs. Flint was so frightened that she sat down on the grass. (To be continued)