harry potter book of crimes

"What's wrong with you guys?"

As soon as she returned to St. Mungo's ward, Maka saw everyone except the windbreaker wizard, including Ashley on the hospital bed, looking at her silently.

The sight lines were all strange, and there was a subtle sense of determination, as if they had made some important decision.

Behind Maka, Harry, who was a little confused because he had been blocking the door, slightly poked his head in, but when he realized that the ward was full of familiar people, he was stunned.

"Oh, why are you all here? Aren't you supposed to"

"Harry!"

The first one who couldn't help it was Ginny.

Although because of Hermione's previous words, everyone had an urge to fight for their future, so they wanted to have a good discussion with Maka about the days from now on.

But when she saw her boyfriend, who she had been waiting for for a long time, finally appeared in front of her, Ginny still couldn't suppress the longing in her heart, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

"Oh," Hermione pursed her lips slightly helplessly, "Although I can understand Ginny's mood, if this happens, the momentum of the next conversation will be much worse... I don't know if I can let Hermione

Ka agreed for us to stay."

Of course, no matter how distressed Hermione is, at least Ginny is happy now.

Seeing the little girl running towards her, Maka consciously stood aside to make some space for the young couple, Harry and Ginny.

Then, he walked to an empty chair in the middle of the ward and sat down. He had already seen that the chair placed in the center of everyone's sight was probably prepared for him.

"It seems that you have something to tell me," Maka shrugged. "Do you disagree with my decision to send you all to the Burrow for refuge?"

Hermione looked at Maka, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly said:

"Maka, although we don't know much, we can still see that you are already under too much pressure. Maka, don't hold on anymore. Obviously, many things cannot be taken on by one person.

of……"

Maka listened to Hermione's sincere words, and after a long while, he nodded gently.

But then, I heard him say:

"Hermione, didn't I ask you to consider your parents before making a decision? Have you really considered it?"

"Maka, your statement is too cunning," Hermione said a little complaining, and then said, "But, I have figured it out now. In fact, it is because of our parents that we

It’s our family that makes us want to stay and resist Haierbo’s conspiracy, right?”

Hermione knew that she didn't need to be too wordy when talking to Maka, because she believed that Maka herself could understand the idea she wanted to convey from such a simple sentence.

After seeing Maka hesitate a little because of her words, she went further:

"Maka, I think you must have a plan. Tell us about it! If...I mean if, if you really can solve everything without our help, we can go to the Burrow and wait for you quietly.

Good news. Although that feeling must be difficult, if we know that you will be fine, we can endure it."

Just as she was speaking, Hermione suddenly shook her head, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

"But," she said, "if you are not sure at all, then let us stay! We are not just here to help you, we are also here for our family, for the magical world, and for our own future.

.”

After hearing Hermione's words, Maka couldn't help but ponder for a moment again. This time, he spent a lot of time thinking, and finally shook his head slightly and said:

"Has anyone ever told you? Sometimes, you are really persuasive..."

"No, I don't think so," Hermione curled her lips, "At least, it's never easy to convince you, but this time it's thanks to Professor Dumbledore."

"Um?"

Maka couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard her muttering, obviously feeling a little confused about her mentioning Professor Dumbledore here.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Hermione smiled immediately, "We just discussed what Professor Dumbledore would do if he were in this situation."

"Really?" Maka thought for a while, then waved her hand and said, "Anyway, I understand what you mean... Then, at least let me think about it carefully! In one night, we all

Think about it carefully and wait until tomorrow morning to discuss it."

…

Unknowingly, the sky finally gradually darkened.

Perhaps in other corners of the world, the fall of night means that the day is about to end. But in London, the foggy city that has returned to mist, I am afraid that no one can sleep peacefully.

Everything may have just begun.

At the moment, Scrimgeour is speaking in the atrium square of the Ministry of Magic, and his audience is all the members who are still working in the Ministry.

It must be said that the situation in London this time is indeed quite severe, so much so that some Ministry of Magic employees have secretly fled London.

Everyone can feel that the panic is no longer an illusion.

At present, most of the Aurors and Dark Wizard strikers in the department have been sent out. They are currently being led by Kingsley, Sirius and others to fight against Helbo's men who are causing chaos in London.

Even so, the manpower is still somewhat insufficient.

For this reason, Scrimgeour knew that he had to stand up and do something now, because if even the Ministry of Magic was distraught, the entire British wizarding world might soon fall into a semi-paralyzed situation.

As Hermione said, in this situation, a person's power is always limited. Because it is much more difficult to maintain than to destroy, Haierbo can be unscrupulous, but they have to worry too much.

It's not just the strength of Hermione and the others, but more people are needed to support it at this time.

Of course, it may be because of Maka's previous strong actions that even if someone ran away because of fear, they did not dare to turn around and help Haierbo commit evil crimes.

There is no doubt that this has been a great help to the current bad situation.

"...We are the British Ministry of Magic. Each of us represents the dignity and glory of the vast number of British wizards! We were born on this land, studied at Hogwarts, worked in the Ministry of Magic, and raised our families on this land.

We can’t live without this place, because this is our home!”

"Now, right now, right now! Many of our colleagues are fighting heroically to resist the invasion and restore order. In order to give them no worries, we should all do our best to do what we should do!"

"Just now, our colleagues from the International Magical Cooperation Department have made contact with the Wizards Federation. I believe that the Federation will soon dispatch support to assist us. So, please don't panic. I will work with everyone to support each other in our respective

Continue to hold on to your position.”

"...In the end, we will definitely usher in the dawn of victory!"

Even though Scrimgeour was panicking to death at the moment, he still managed to speak impassionedly. And I have to say that he did a pretty good job this time, except for his inability to make appropriate remarks.

The dead expression on his face makes him look somewhat uneasy.

However, there is obviously no fool who can stand here and listen to him. They all see the reality outside.

There may be some who agree with Scrimgeour's speech, after all, a large part of what he said is true.

But to be honest, everyone is still more hesitant now.

Scrimgeour looked at the witches and wizards below who were all whispering, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and subconsciously looked towards the back of the statue of Maca given by the Muggle Queen.

"McLean, don't you have the most ideas? Hurry up and think of a way! If this continues, I don't know how long I can hold on..."

But he didn't know that what Maka was most worried about now was not the turmoil in London at all. After all, compared with the "Devil Summoning Technique" that Norman said, this kind of chaos was really nothing.

It's a big deal.

What's more, the "big rock" above his head is about to fall to the ground. If Haierbo's actions are not stopped before then, the two things will collide, and even Merlin will be disappointed even if he comes back again.

In St. Mungo's ward, Maka sat quietly in front of the window and opened the curtains. Although she knew that the night scene outside the window was completely an illusion created by the curse, looking at the gorgeous lights in the night, at least it was better than

It is much better to stay in the room and stare at the ground.

And just beside the wall not far from him, the windbreaker wizard was still reading the previous book silently. From time to time, she would raise her head and glance at Maka's side face, holding the book in her hand.

Books often take a long time to turn the page.

As for everyone else in the ward, except for Luna who was chewing a big apple, everyone seemed to have no appetite at all.

"No matter what you have to do next, you will have the strength to do it when you are full?" Luna touched Hermione's elbow and whispered, "So, when can we have dinner?"

"I'm not hungry, I really can't eat... uh," Hermione turned her head and glanced at her, then couldn't help but said, "Aren't you eating right now?"

"This is just the fruit before the meal," Luna was saying, and suddenly lowered her head and took a big bite. While chewing, she said, "Would you like one too? If you really can't eat, it can

Let me help you appetize!"

"Oh, no," Hermione waved her hand quickly, "I mean, there's really no need."