harry potter book of crimes

"Teacher, I came into contact with a guy named Martin some time ago - he seems to be the apprentice you accepted, teacher. So, according to the teacher's request last time, I secretly watched him for a while, but..."

In a hut located on a deserted beach, a short figure was sitting in the bedroom. On the wall opposite the figure, the eyes of the figure in the portrait were swaying with black flames.

"Martin..."

The man in the canvas suddenly spoke, but his whole body remained motionless, only a pair of lips opened and closed slightly, and a chilling and hollow voice came out.

I could only hear the voice repeating the name, and then said quietly:

"You don't need to monitor this person anymore. He is different from other apprentices and has another use to me. Well, except for him, you can continue to monitor the other apprentices. If necessary... As the monitor assigned by me, you

You can decide on your own whether to eliminate some useless people."

"Yes, I understand, teacher!"

"Also, remember to proceed with caution... Although I can temporarily prevent McClain from having too much time to study the secret changes in the magic world, if some things are done too conspicuously, I don't think you can escape from him. Hmph...

...I have to say that compared to that young man, you little guys are still far behind...don't be careless."

When the short wizard heard this, he seemed to be unconvinced and remained silent for a few seconds, but in the end he nodded honestly.

"……yes."

However, the owner of the voice in the portrait seemed not to have listened to his answer at all. As early as when he fell silent, the pair of black flaming eyes had already dimmed suddenly.

The short wizard sat in front of the picture frame for a while. Seeing that the portrait in the picture was no longer moving, he opened the hood and hammered the bedside table with his backhand, making a muffled "thunk" sound.

"Isn't that Maka McClain? Although that kid is indeed a genius, it doesn't make me sound like...as if in front of that guy, I'm just a pile of garbage that can be thrown away at any time, right?"

After saying this, he knocked again, stood up and left the bedroom with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Obviously, this short wizard is the dwarf that Martin met by chance at the Sleeping Dragon Bar in the black market last time.

Because he was born with the ability to see souls, he was more favored by Haierbo than other apprentices, and even obtained the right to monitor and even deal with those disobedient colleagues.

To be honest, this power is indeed very great - although from Haierbo's point of view, there may not be much difference in the number of apprentices he accepts casually.

The dwarf wizard who walked outside stood in the simple living room for a while and sulked for a few minutes. Then he took a wooden cup to the bucket outside the house, scooped up a cup of water and drank it.

It can be seen that he does not seem to have many requirements for his life. When he is thirsty, he drinks a glass of water, and when he is hungry, he eats some bread to satisfy his hunger. There are almost no daily necessities in the place where he lives.

It must be said that no one who came here to see such a scene would have thought that this dwarf wizard was an outstanding talent who was proficient in potions and modern alchemy, two major ways of making money.

Of course, the reason why this guy studied these two subjects at the same time was not just for Jin Gallon.

In fact, he only continued to study them in depth in order to develop a method that could fundamentally solve his natural defects.

But it's a pity that even if he tried to turn himself into a werewolf, he could only transform into a "dwarf werewolf" on a full moon night - which is actually much taller than he is under normal circumstances.

A little bit, but only a little bit, nothing more.

For this reason, he had to prepare enough Wolfsbane potion for himself every month, which was really not worth the gain.

Until, when he was wandering around the beach one night to relieve a lot of depression accumulated due to magic research, Haierbo appeared.

In just three days of staying at his house, Haierbo easily improved the shortcomings in his bloodline.

Now, he can maintain the physique of a normal person for at least five days every month, and this time is still being extended as his bloodline and body fit together.

After finally getting what he wanted, he naturally felt an unparalleled gratitude to Haierbo. In addition, his talent was really outstanding, and Haierbo easily accepted him as his apprentice before leaving.

To be honest, just listening to this acquaintance process is really a good story. But unfortunately, the two protagonists in this story are not good people.

There is no need to mention Haierbo, let’s just talk about this dwarf wizard.

Perhaps because he has been discriminated against since he was a child, he has gradually formed a particularly distorted value system. If someone treats him well, he may not appreciate it; but if someone treats him badly, he will definitely repay him twice as much.

What's worse is that he is not only grumpy, but also extremely jealous. Even for those who are inferior to him, he can always find something better than himself in the other person. If not, there is still a natural gap.

Let him hate the other person.

Therefore, it is not easy for Haierbo to make him feel sincerely grateful.

At the moment, his jealousy towards Maka made him uncontrollably irritated, and what made him even more angry was the praise his respected teacher Haierbo had for that MacLean.

Are you really no better than that kid?

As usual, he wandered along the rocky beach, angrily kicking the pebbles and shells at his feet as he walked, imagining each of them as the hated Maka.

·McLean.

"No, I heard that McClain knows nothing about alchemy... at least my alchemy is definitely much better than his!"

But then he thought about it, there was really nothing about modern alchemy that could make him proud. Apart from the deceased Nico Flamel, where else in the world is there a true master of alchemy?

As a wizard who has studied modern alchemy in depth, he knows this truth very well.

"hateful--"

Suddenly he stretched out his foot again and kicked a shell far into the sea water. Then he stood still and took a few deep breaths.

No matter how hot-tempered he is, he still knows when to make trouble and when to stop. Without this endurance, he would not be as successful as he is now.

You know, whether it’s potions or alchemy, patience is essential in both!

After sorting out his thoughts, his angry face suddenly calmed down, with only a trace of coldness and viciousness still remaining in his eyes.

"Those two purebloods who always ignore the teacher's orders... let me vent my anger on you today."

Before he finished speaking, his body was distorted and he disappeared on the beach.

…

Since Halbo brought the formation that guided the falling meteorite to the entrance of Hogwarts, Maka spent a lot of time and energy trying to deal with it.

Just like what Haierbo said to the dwarf wizard, it was he who restrained Maka forcibly, which allowed apprentices such as Martin to act in secret.

However, even so, the power of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not a display.

Since Dumbledore handed over the force he formed into Maka's hands, it has gone through a lot of adjustments. Old members have quit and new members have joined.

In general, the main staff is indeed much lacking compared to Dumbledore's time, but Maka has attracted more ordinary members under the Order of the Phoenix.

To this day, the largest number of people in the Order of the Phoenix are not combatants, but investigators who are almost everywhere. Not to mention anything else, Lupine and Sirius, who were originally hiding in the dark, have now become members of the Ministry of Magic.

As a working Auror, it can be seen that Maka attaches great importance to the value of "eyes".

Therefore, it is really not easy to do things while avoiding the sight of the Order of the Phoenix.

That evening, in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, Lupine was doing his old job - sorting out the intelligence data collected recently from various channels.

"Sirius, don't be idle there! There are more and more information now, and I can't finish it even if I work all night long... If you have nothing to do, you can come and help me deal with some of it!"

"Um?"

Sirius, who was sitting on the sofa at the other end, crossed his legs, shook the coffee cup in his hand, and shook his head lazily.

"No... I wandered around outside all night yesterday, and I still can't sleep today. I'm so sleepy now! Do you want me to take a sobriety drug to help you work?"

"Is there anything that can't be done?" Lupine turned over the documents on the table and said without raising his head, "If you drink too much, you can let Maka detoxify you, but it will only cause diarrhea for a few days... Hmm

?”

He was talking casually when he suddenly let out a slight sigh as if he had seen something valuable in the intelligence materials.

After a moment, he picked up the pen and started writing quickly on the document.

"Okay!" Lu Ping said distractedly as he wrote, "You don't have to do the work for me anymore... Look, the task you should be responsible for has already come to you!"

After hurriedly writing a line of words, he picked up the wand beside the table and waved it towards Sirius, and the information automatically floated in front of Sirius with his movement.

"After reading it, make a copy yourself, and then put the original copy into Kingsley's basket for me - you know which one it is from!"

Sirius, who had his legs crossed, immediately took the information and read it carefully with a frown. When he finished reading it all, his frown became obviously tighter.

Not long after, Sirius, who was thinking, couldn't help but tsk his tongue and murmured to himself:

"At this juncture...someone is dead?" (To be continued)