harry potter book of crimes

"Be careful on the road, and remember to notify me in time if anything happens. I will rush there as soon as possible."

"Of course, this is related to the safety of the students... But I must say that the school is more vulnerable to Haierbo attacks than us. So, it seems that you are the one who needs to be careful!"

All the little wizards had entered the cabin, and only Professor McGonagall stayed on the deck to say a few words to Maka, who had specially boarded the ship to say goodbye.

Hearing what Mag said, Maka could only nod her head in agreement.

When the meteorite falls, no one can guarantee that Haierbo will not interfere... No, to be honest, the possibility of him not appearing by then will be even lower.

"I will pay attention, and I am already prepared to fight him again."

After saying that, Maka finally nodded to Professor McGonagall, then turned around and walked back to the shore of the lake along the gangplank. He stood among the people on the shore to see them off, and watched as the gangplank on the boat folded up automatically, and Professor McGonagall also

Entered the cabin like the little wizards.

After the hatch was tightly closed, with a slight vibration of the hull, the entire ship began to sink into the lake quickly.

In just a few seconds, the lake had already covered the deck. The mast shrank inch by inch under the water, and before long, there were only a few spreading ripples left on the lake.

It has to be said that compared to the huge momentum when it first came out of the water, the Change was obviously much quieter when it left.

"Oh! If you need to, maybe you can go and sit in the Great Hall for a while - although some house elves are traveling with the ship, not all of them will follow! I can ask them to make some tea for everyone.

, make some tea or something!”

With almost no one left in the school, Maka can be the one in charge, and the job of entertaining guests is inevitable.

But in fact, today is neither a weekend nor a holiday. It is already very difficult for these guests to come to attend the sailing ceremony.

As expected, seeing Maka's polite words, most of the guests expressed their intention not to disturb her any further. And those who had time to spare found that there were only a few people left, so they all left together in a sensible manner.

Maka sent them to the school gate, watched the guests apparate away one after another, and then turned around and returned to the castle.

While walking across the front lawn, he saw Hermione and Luna walking around in the area in front of the castle, pointing at certain locations from time to time, apparently confirming the layout of the rune array.

position.

In fact, if they had followed their original speed, the arrangement of the array would have been completed by now. However, since the students had not left yet, it was not convenient for them to place the magic tablets in the vestibule.

Seeing Maka passing by, Hermione waved to him deliberately, then opened her arms and drew a circle towards the wide vestibule. Maka could only shrug and smiled helplessly at her.

Of course he understood that Hermione was asking him to see how big this place was, to prove that the "five days" she had requested before was not nonsense.

"Actually, it really doesn't take that long."

Luna whispered next to Hermione, but the latter pretended not to hear it at all.

…

Under a clear sky, the Hogwarts Express drove into the distance with thick white smoke.

Listening to the clanking sound as the train went further and further away, Maka paused on the platform for a moment, and then naturally planned to go back to the castle to do whatever she wanted to do.

After all, after seeing off the students on the train, the only people who still needed to be "invited" to leave were Hermione and the others who were dragging their feet and refused to leave.

As for the windbreaker wizard, Pansy Parkinson and Iluli - the former definitely doesn't need to leave, but the latter two will naturally leave when the time comes.

And now I think of the windbreaker wizard...

"What's wrong with you today? You seem a little absent-minded?"

Walking back from the Hogsmeade platform, it was considered a walk. As Maka walked, she sorted out the things she was going to deal with today. After a while, she turned her head and followed silently.

The windbreaker wizard behind him looked over.

"Ah, um..." The other party was slightly startled when he heard this, "No, it's nothing... I just remembered something."

"About parting?"

Maka turned around and looked in the direction of the station. It was already far away from there, and only a blue sky could be seen under the cover of trees.

"Obviously, if there are people who get on the train, there will be people who get off, but once we stand on the platform, we always think of farewell first. Sometimes I wonder, does this mean that we ourselves also want to leave?"

"……Maybe!"

Seeing that the windbreaker wizard's response was still somewhat uninterested, Maka knew that she might have guessed wrong. It was probably not separation that bothered him, but something else.

Maka didn't pay attention, nor did she continue to guess what the other party was thinking, but continued to walk along the horse path near the lake in the direction of the castle.

But soon, both he and the windbreaker wizard seemed to have noticed something. They suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky. They saw a small black shadow slowly gliding through the air and landing towards the school.

Go down.

"Owl?"

Maka thought for a while and couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Could it be that Martin who sent a message to Parkinson? Hmm... No, no matter how anxious he is, he won't bother to find someone."

After hearing this, the windbreaker wizard immediately asked:

"Are you going back now?"

"Yeah, of course."

Before the words were spoken, the two of them disappeared one after another at the same spot, and when they reappeared the next moment, they were already back at the school gate.

What Maka and the windbreaker wizard saw was indeed an owl, and just as he thought, Martin was indeed not that stupid to contact Pansy at this time.

In fact, this letter was sent to Ron by Mrs. Weasley.

When Maka rushed to the castle, he didn't even have to look for it, because he soon heard a high-decibel roar coming from upstairs. Even after being so far away, he could still barely hear it clearly.

What exactly was that voice saying?

"Oh, poor Ron...his mother sent him a howler letter?"

After pausing in the foyer for a while, Maka simply walked up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room. As she got closer and closer, the deafening roar became clearer and clearer.

"...You actually gave up the study tour just talking to yourself! And Ginny didn't even participate...then you must have led her astray! Ginny is such a sensible girl, if no one had allowed her to be so...

There is absolutely no way she can escape school activities! Ron, you..."

The sharp sound came from inside through the portrait of the Fat Lady, making the Fat Lady desperately cover her ears and hide behind the curtain, not even noticing Maka's arrival.

Not long after, only a faint explosion was heard inside, and the roar with astonishing penetrating power finally subsided.

"Fat Madam? It's over, Fat Madam! Open the door for me -" Maka knocked on the picture frame and shouted loudly, "The password is 'Voyage of Change'."

"Oh, McClain...yes, come on in! See what's going on..."

The fat lady felt the shock, and when she saw Maka coming, she quickly opened the passage.

"The sound was so loud that I didn't even bother to listen to what was being said... It seemed like she was married to Molly of the Weasley family? Oh, Merlin, her voice is still as loud as before.

Even the voice of shouting the letter is several times louder than others!"

"Yes!" Maka said casually as she walked inside, "It's indeed amazing!"

As soon as she arrived in the common room, Macadon immediately saw Ron blinking his eyes, as if he was stunned by his mother's scolding. Not far away, Ginny turned her head away as if it had nothing to do with her.

towards the window.

Only Neville, who was sitting opposite Ron, looked at Ron worriedly, as if to express sympathy for his injustice.

When Maka walked in, the three of them all looked over.

"Hey! You haven't discussed your plan to stay with your family?" He walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the scattered red envelope fragments on the table and said, "I must say, you guys

It's a bit nonsense - you can't just say it because you're afraid of being scolded? Your parents will always worry about you."

"Yes," Ron nodded honestly, "I know, it's really not appropriate to do this."

"Then write a letter back quickly," Maka urged, "I can let you stay for a few more days. If Harry can come out within these few days, you won't miss it... But we still need to keep in touch at home.

Although they can actually find out about things in school, after all, it’s not as good as telling them in person to your own children, right?”

Maka said the second half of this sentence while looking at Ginny.

It can be said that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley love every one of their children, but their favorite is probably their only daughter. Having a closer communication with their children is undoubtedly the thing that most parents long for.

.

"Um."

Ginny pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

After talking about the Weasley brothers and sisters, Maka suddenly turned around and looked at Neville sitting next to her.

"Actually, I think you should go back earlier - Harry will come out sooner or later, and not only will he be fine, but he will grow even more than before. Maybe I am not qualified to interfere in your private affairs, but than

Wouldn't it be more important to go to St. Mungo's to spend time with my parents and grandma while we wait to welcome Harry?"

Neville was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement.

On this day, under Maka's persuasion, Neville left Hogwarts and directly apparated to St. Mungo's to visit his family.

And the very next day, it seemed that Martin finally couldn't bear the wait and secretly sent the letter over at night. (To be continued)