harry potter book of crimes

"Someone is coming in! Hurry... Oh, there is a child with him, he must be an asylum seeker..."

As soon as Harry entered the door, he saw four wizards holding wands surrounding him. The two of them looked very capable at first glance, and were probably the dark wizard strikers that Charlie mentioned earlier.

But it was obvious that they did not recognize Harry's identity quickly until

"Oh! Isn't this...Potter?" The beater walking behind stared at Harry's face and looked around, then suddenly said, "Yes, look at the scar on his forehead, it's Harry.

Lipot!"

"The Boy Who Lived?" After hearing this, his colleague suddenly said, "Ah! That's right, the lightning-shaped scar... Hello, Mr. Potter!"

To be honest, Harry hadn't heard anyone mention the title "The Boy Who Lived" for a long time.

In fact, as early as after Voldemort was embarrassed by Maka again and again, everyone's attention rarely paid attention to Harry anymore.

And when Voldemort finally fell in the vestibule of Hogwarts with Grindelwald, the worries and hopes in people's hearts turned into peace of mind.

After all, even Voldemort himself was dead, so who would care about the little boy who survived the killing curse and was said by many to be Voldemort's nemesis?

Of course, Harry didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Anyway, he had long felt that being a "celebrity" was really unpleasant!

"Hello, sir!" He greeted the four wizards who were surrounding him, and Harry pulled the little Robin who was following him to him. "This is a child I met on the road. He was originally

He's a Muggle, but he seems to have experienced magic and gone berserk."

"Really?" One of the batters nodded and said, "Oh, that's such an unfortunate coincidence!"

"Who says it isn't?"

Harry couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that maybe the black-eyed wizard he bumped into when he found little Robin was attracted by the rampage of magic power.

"Anyway, I'll leave this child to you. Charlie is still waiting for me outside."

"Okay...huh? Wait, do you want to join the rescue team too?"

"Of course," Harry said decisively, "I know what you want to say, but I'm sure it's definitely not my impulse."

"Uh" Hearing this, the other party could only spread his hands and said, "You just said that Charlie is waiting for you outside? Since he agrees with your choice, I don't think there is any need to say anything... So, I can only

Hope you have a safe journey."

"He told everyone that."

Another beater patted Harry on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"But it is true that when searching and rescuing, remember to prioritize your own safety, so that you can rescue more people."

Just by standing at this door and coming into contact with these four people, Harry could feel that this must be a refuge that could warm people's hearts.

This is not to say that St. Mungo's and Diagon Alley are not good, but there are so many people seeking refuge there that the therapists or volunteers responsible for taking care of those asylum seekers are very busy. In addition,

Both evacuation sites are relatively close to the city center, and the commotion and threats close at hand make the atmosphere in the two evacuation sites much more tense than here.

But here, even though the Weasley brothers treat wizards and Muggles almost equally, the number of refugees sent here so far is not very large.

The current rescue work in London has become increasingly difficult as the level of danger continues to increase.

"Thank you, then I'll leave this child to you... I'll leave first!"

After saying that, Harry was about to turn around and go out, but found that the hem of his clothes suddenly tightened. He then turned around and saw that it was little Robin who seemed to have reached out and grabbed his robe, not wanting him to leave.

"Robin, don't worry! These uncles and aunts are all good people, everything will be fine...Aren't you hungry? There is delicious food here, you can stay and eat until you are full!"

In fact, Harry had to admit that this child was surprisingly brave and strong. Even if his parents were not around, even if the nanny left him and fled alone, even if he encountered so many unheard of and unseen horrific scenes, he was so stunned that he didn't even cry.

.

But the child is a child after all. During this period of time, Harry protected him all the way, which has made little Robin develop a kind of affection and dependence. He saw that his hand was holding Harry's robe tightly. Why?

I don't even want to let go.

Although this child is a bit introverted and doesn't talk much, he is obviously extremely stubborn and determined.

"do not go."

"But Robin, I have to go..." Harry could only squat down, look at him and explain, "You have to understand, I have to save more people, more people like Robin are in danger and need help.

So I really can’t stay here to accompany you... But it doesn’t matter, there are more people here who can accompany you! Isn’t it?”

"……no."

Little Robin still disagreed. Just when Harry wanted to say something more, he heard the child suddenly say:

"It's so dangerous outside, why don't you go, okay?"

Harry didn't expect that the reason why little Robin didn't let him leave was not because he was afraid at all, but actually because he was worried about him. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly picked up the beaded bag Hermione gave him and rummaged through it.

After a moment, he took out a book from inside.

"Robin, this is a book given to me by one of my teachers who has passed away. There are three stories in it." Harry handed over the book given to him by Dumbledore, "You take a good look at it, and then you

Maybe you will understand that sometimes, even the most dangerous things still need people to do them."

Dumbledore's book has no practical effect on Harry, and the three adventure stories about Gryffindor have long been deeply engraved in his heart.

Rather than letting this book stay with him only as a memorial, Harry felt that it would be better to pass on this "courage" to the next person who needs it.

Well, maybe in this way, he can get more courage from others!

"No matter how dangerous something is, someone still needs to do it?"

Little Robin subconsciously let go of his hand and took the storybook handed over by Harry. Looking at the figure holding a sword on the cover, he immediately recalled Harry's appearance during the battle not long ago.

At this moment, Harry suddenly pressed Little Robin's shoulders and said seriously:

"Robin, you are a brave boy, and this book is also a book about brave people. Read it carefully! When you find true courage in it, then help me give it to you again.

Someone who needs it."

After saying this, Harry looked at little Robin who was staring at the cover of the book, and then he straightened up and nodded to the wizards around him.

Then, he finally turned around and left gently.

…

It's almost dusk, and London, shrouded in fog, is about to usher in its third night.

But it is precisely because the fog is spreading everywhere, completely blocking the brilliant sunset outside, so that at a glance it is still full of gray.

Well, at best, the brightness in the field of view is not as high as before, and the gray color appears heavier.

Maka, who had just eaten something casually in the corridor in front of the ward, had now left there and climbed to the roof of the building outside St. Mungo's.

While paying attention to whether there was any abnormality around St. Mungo, he also needed this tranquility to think, so as to come up with a feasible plan as much as possible.

Yes, he wants the so-called "best of both worlds", even if that seems to be just an impossible extravagance.

However, has there ever been a time when Tamaka McClain was not so greedy? Although he often talks about "it doesn't matter", he seems to be able to take everything lightly and only hopes to have a quiet and ordinary life.

But in fact, he was always busy with one thing or another and never had a moment to spare.

Yes, he is a liar at all, and he almost deceived himself.

But now, reality has used the cruelest method to expose his lies, forcing him to make a choice that he was unwilling to make.

Should we give up saving Luna so that Delphi can survive safely? Or should we respect Delphi's determination to sacrifice for Luna, for Britain, and even for the whole of Europe?

"Only fools ask multiple-choice questions! I want them all, can't I?"

Maka muttered to herself, suddenly rubbed her forehead again, and then sighed softly. To be honest, if he was really a fool now, maybe he wouldn't have to worry so much.

After shaking her head slightly, Maka took out the time turner from her waist that took a lot of trouble to get, and stared at it in trance for a while.

The obscurity of the time rules is still not something he can easily understand. The information contained in it is so complicated that he has no way to start.

Even though he has a guide table of rules and runes that is almost like cheating, there is still a gap between him and these third-level rules that cannot be ignored.

As he was thinking about it, Maka's complexion suddenly changed slightly, and then he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough lightly. This also forced him to put the time turner back into the pocket on his waist, and then took it out with some helplessness.

Got a potion bottle.

"……dad."

Hearing Delphi's soft call from behind, Maka took a sip of the potion and then waved her hand and said:

"It's better not to shout like that here. It's not good for others to hear you."

"Okay... then, Mr. McClain," Delphi walked slowly behind Maka, pursed his lips and said, "Don't take out the converter anymore. What we need to do now is just to prevent Haierbo from completing

It's just a ritual. Otherwise, you know... nothing will change."

But Maka shook her head stubbornly and said pointedly:

"Stop talking, there must be a way... I will not give up anyone I want to protect, let alone both. The person who would do that is not named Maka McClain."