harry potter book of crimes

"Bang bang."

At the door of a slightly old house, Mrs. Parkinson knocked on the closed door. Not long after, she heard slight footsteps coming from the house, and the door opened gently.

Then, a thin-looking girl was seen timidly looking out the door.

"Is Mr. Nott here? I'm Vanessa Parkinson. I have something to talk to him about."

The girl looked at Vanessa who was dressed dignifiedly and luxuriously at the door. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered:

"I'm sorry...the master of the house has not seen guests for more than a year."

"Huh?" Vanessa raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "It's Nott's business to see you or not. Who are you? Is it your turn to make the decision for him?"

"Ah...yes, I'm sorry."

When the girl was scolded by her, she quickly shrank her neck and apologized.

"I understand. I'm going to ask Mr. Patriarch for instructions... Please, please wait a moment."

Having said that, the girl was probably frightened and was a little dazed, so she closed the door again with a bang.

"Tsk."

Vanessa looked at the door that was closed again, and couldn't help but clicked her tongue slightly, with a trace of unhappiness in her eyes.

"If it weren't for the fact that MacLean owed some favors, I wouldn't even have come to this miserable place!"

Muttering like this, Vanessa glanced at the house impatiently. The moss-mottled brick walls, as well as the front lawn and flower beds that had not been cared for at first glance, all showed how serious the owner of this house was.

The land is in a state of desolation.

However, Mr. Nott, like her Parkinson family, belongs to one of the twenty-eight sacred tribes. Even the original "Pure Blood Directory" was written by Mr. Nott's father.

It's really sad that a pure-blood family has survived to this day.

A moment later, the door to Nott's mansion slowly opened again, and immediately Vanessa saw the little girl from before bowing to her respectfully.

"Mrs. Parkinson, please come in."

"snort."

Vanessa didn't even look at her, she just snorted and walked straight inside. Seeing this, the girl quickly closed the door and hurried after her.

"Mrs. Parkinson, please go this way... the master of the house is waiting for you in the living room."

In fact, it's no wonder that Vanessa looks down on this place, because there is indeed a big gap between this house and her Parkinson's house. In fact, this is not the residence passed down by the Knott family at all. The original manor has long been

It has already been sold.

There were only a few steps in total, and soon Vanessa was led by the little girl to the living room. Then she saw a tall but thin figure standing by the window waiting.

Hearing the footsteps behind him reaching the living room, Mr. Nott immediately turned around and nodded slightly in the direction of Mrs. Parkinson.

"It's a rare opportunity for Madam to visit my Nott home. I'm deeply honored... My daughter has been afraid of strangers since she was a child, so she may have neglected Madam. Please forgive me."

Mr. Nott said, stretched out his hand towards the sofa in the middle of the living room and said:

"Please sit down... Joey, go make tea and get snacks for Madam."

"No need for snacks," Vanessa sat down on the sofa unceremoniously and said calmly, "Nott... Speaking of which, we are also old classmates... You are the same age as my husband, and a year above me.

When it comes to family background, you are not much different from our Parkinson family... I think you don't need to be too polite."

"How can this be done?" Mr. Nott smiled slightly reluctantly, "Madam, actually... you have something to do here, so just tell me!"

As he spoke, he also sat down not far away, but his demeanor and movements seemed a bit... How should I say? Lifeless?

To be honest, although Vanessa somewhat looked down on Nott, she understood why he was in such a weak state.

I think that more than ten years ago, Nott was still quite high-spirited. Because at that time, like Lucius of the Malfoy family, he was one of the few Death Eaters in the pure-blood family who followed Voldemort as the head of the family.

However, once Voldemort was defeated, the Death Eaters' power also fell apart, and many Death Eaters were captured and imprisoned in Azkaban.

Yes, he was not as lucky as Lucius.

For so many years, he had been imprisoned in Azkaban, tasting the despair of losing his happiness forever. It was not until Maka went to Azkaban that he was taken out together, and from that terrible

Freed from prison.

Because of his escape from Azkaban and the return of Voldemort, Nott thought that he could follow Voldemort up the ladder like he did back then. But this time, he even made up his mind to let the Nott family from

Come out of the desperate situation of being on the verge of destruction.

But who knew that before he could even use his fists and kicks, Voldemort would be defeated again!

As a Death Eater, after Voldemort died in the front yard of Hogwarts, he immediately retreated to his desolate home. He was in fear every day, fearing that people from the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic would come.

Capture him, and then imprison him again in the never-ending Azkaban to keep company with the Dementors.

However, no one has come to see him for more than a year... It's as if he has been forgotten by everyone. He can't tell whether he should be happy or sad about this feeling.

Just when Nott fell silent after asking a question, Vanessa suddenly said:

"Well, since you don't seem to need useless pleasantries, then forget it. After all, I don't have much time to beat around the bush. In fact, I came to you to ask for something."

After a short pause, she continued:

"I remember that when Voldemort was trying to control the Ministry of Magic, he sent you to find a prophecy ball in the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries, right?"

"Well?"

After Nott heard this, he was slightly startled, and then nodded slightly.

"Yes, a prophecy about Voldemort's mortal enemy...what happened?"

"As far as I know, if you go to the Prophecy Hall, you must go through the Time Hall," Vanessa said. "Have you ever picked up the 'Time Turner' there?"

"Time turner?" Nott immediately shook his head and said, "Although that thing is precious, it has no use value and is inconvenient to get rid of... What do I need it for?"

"You didn't take it?" Vanessa frowned immediately, but then quickly said, "What about you besides you? Did any of the Death Eaters who went with you take it?"

"Do you want a time turner?" Nott recalled it for a moment and then said, "Well, Voldemort said at that time that he could take some 'souvenirs' with him... Although I didn't see it, there might be someone there.

Go get it.”

"Really?" Vanessa listened, her eyes brightening, "Who were there at that time? Tell me... Also, try your best to think about who is most likely to go and get it.

Time turner...if the information provided is accurate, it will be of great benefit to you!"

Considering the current situation of the Nott family, the "benefits" promised by the Parkinson family are obviously quite attractive. When Mr. Nott heard this, he immediately started thinking hard.

However, he was not only thinking about who was with him at that time, he was also wondering why Vanessa wanted the time turner.

Although it was Nott who asked the other party to speak directly about the matter first, he could feel that Vanessa seemed to be very anxious about this thing.

"Is it possible..." he secretly thought, "are there any major interests here?"

After paying attention for a moment, Nott couldn't help but become more concerned about this matter. He was thinking that if he could find out the reason why Vanessa was looking for a time turner, he might be able to seize that unknown benefit into his hands.

Come.

To be honest, the Nott family needs a turnaround more than the Parkinson family! After all, if it continues to be so lonely, this family will really be doomed.

"Let me think about it, think about it..."

Vanessa hadn't noticed Nott's thoughts hidden under his weakness. In her opinion, it was an easy task to take control of a down-and-out pure-blood family.

…

Obviously, Mrs. Parkinson did not expect Maka to come back from London so soon. In her opinion, since London is so chaotic, even Maka may not be able to come and go easily.

So, while she was still outside trying to find the time turner without leaving a trace, Maka had already appeared near Parkinson's house.

"Professor Maclean, you are back...ah, and father!"

When Maka hurried back to Parkinson's Mansion, he found Pansy standing at the door waiting eagerly. As soon as he saw Maka coming back, Pansy hurriedly greeted her.

"Where's your mother?"

Before Mr. Parkinson, the father, could speak first, Maka immediately asked.

"She...she said she had something to do and wanted to find someone, so she went out soon after you left." Pansy opened the door for Maka and her father and said softly, "But she said,

You should be back soon."

"Oh?" Maka thought for a moment and said, "You said she went out after I left?"

"That's right." Pansy said.

Although Vanessa's behavior seemed somewhat incomprehensible to Maka, every move she made seemed to have a purpose.

Looking for a time converter?

Although he was a little annoyed at Pansy's mother's previous "deception", if he could really get the time turner from the other party, he wouldn't bother to worry about it so much.

"So, did she say where she was going?"

"That's not true," Pansy shook her head and said, "Professor Maclean, please wait here for a moment! Well, and father, you also sit down for a while...I'll make you some black tea."

Seeing Pansy turn and leave, Maka couldn't help but sigh, should she just wait like this?