harry potter book of crimes

In the past, in the wizarding world, there was an argument that seems very extreme now, saying that Muggles would be hostile to all wizards who could use magic.

Yes, it was an extremely chaotic period for both Muggles and wizards. Starting from the attempt by the Holy See at that time to plot an unjust case and try to further establish the faith through the hands of wizards, witch-hunting movements were launched one after another in European and American countries.

It was a disaster, a huge disaster that far exceeded what Haierbo could currently do and was comparable to ancient magical wars.

In that disaster, those who suffered were not only the wizards who were persecuted by Muggles at that time, but also the large number of Muggle people who were deceived and misled by the Holy See at that time.

I remember the world-famous Salem Witch Trials in Massachusetts, USA. Not only were the witches sentenced to death, but also some of the so-called "heretics" who were opposed to the Holy See at the time.

However, Muggles were misled by the Holy See's propaganda, but wizards also had many pure-blood families disrupting their vision. When some ignorant Muggles listened to the Holy See's guidance and started hunting, pure-blood families began to gather almost at the same time.

The speech denounced all Muggles as ignorant villains.

In fact, those pure-blood families are just like the Muggle Holy See. They only want to trample the "inferior" Muggles under their feet for their own interests.

But what about the reality?

Wizards are divided into good and bad, and Muggles... are naturally the same. Muggles who are friendly to wizards have existed in every period of history.

After all, apart from magic, there is no physical difference between wizards and Muggles.

"...Mr. Wizard, I know you must be a wizard! Because no ordinary person dares to walk so leisurely on the street at this time. So, I really just want to find someone who can send my granddaughter out of this hellish place.

A good person...and at first, I thought you were..."

On the sofa opposite the coffee table, the old Muggle man who seemed very straightforward just now became extremely cautious. Although he was explaining, he always seemed to be a little absent-minded, until he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

talk.

"Oh, no!" He said, suddenly stunned, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that you don't look like a good person now, that's not what I meant."

"Old sir, you don't need to be nervous, let alone apologize..." Maka waved her hand calmly and said, "Because I just thought you might have ill intentions towards me. As you said, I am still alone at this time.

Wandering on the street is really not something ordinary people would do; but correspondingly, it is obviously a very strange thing for you to invite a "suspicious person" like me to your home at this time, isn't it?

?”

"Ah... yes, you are right." After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but nodded and said, "So, Mr. Wizard... you are a 'good' wizard, right?"

After Maka heard this, before he could answer, the old man said again:

"Actually, I just mentioned that I have seen a lot of strange people these days, and this is indeed the case. I have seen demons that kill people, and I have also seen those demons fighting hard to save such demons.

I'm a general collection of powerless London residents. They all have terrifying and bizarre abilities, but they do exactly the opposite."

"So," at this point, he suddenly paused, "I actually just want to find a 'kind wizard' who is willing to help us... There is actually not much food left at home, and these pancakes on the table are the last.

...Oh, poor little Shirley is sick again...if she continues like this, she will, she will die..."

The old man's voice became more and more trembling, and in the end he couldn't help but choke up. While Maka was listening to his words, Maka lowered her head and looked at the basket of pancakes on the coffee table, her thoughts unconsciously

A little far away.

There is no doubt that this old Muggle man is like a microcosm of the vast majority of London residents. In this inexplicable disaster, the most innocent and helpless people are precisely ordinary Muggles like them.

.

And Maka believed that when the Muggles in the entire city were forced to hide at home and fear, they were also secretly looking at everything outside the window.

Just ask, what do they think when they see groups of guys with weird abilities killing passers-by?

"Speaking of...sir," Maka suddenly thought of a question while she was thinking secretly, "How do you know about the 'Wizard'? Can you guess it?"

The term "wizard" is actually not unfamiliar to Muggles. Although wizards have long since settled in the world and no longer appear in the sight of Muggles as they did in the past. But in the final analysis, wizards and magic are already here.

The world has existed for thousands of years, and wizards cannot erase it all if they want.

However, it is a bit difficult to think of wizards just by looking at the battle on the street from the window.

"I heard a wizard say it himself... He saved a child downstairs at that time... Oh, that was a kind 'good wizard'! Unfortunately, there were terrible bad guys outside at that time. I kept going until

They didn’t even dare to speak after they left.”

"Um...really?"

The old man was actually talking about Harry, but Macca had no way of knowing. He only thought that it was most likely an Auror assigned by Lupine to carry out search and rescue or a wizard from the Federation.

Of course, it didn't matter to him who the old man saw. What was important was that the wizards who had also rescued Muggles seemed to be giving life to these London residents who knew nothing about the facts.

Bring good feelings.

Yes, as long as there are no people who deliberately mislead Muggles like in the witch-hunting period, they can naturally rely on their own judgment to distinguish between good and bad. Even wizards at the same time, there are 'good wizards' and 'bad wizards'

They can actually tell the difference very clearly.

"Fortunately, that guy Herbo has no interest in winning over Muggles at all..."

Hearing Maka murmur something, the old man didn't hear it clearly, but he was still a little confused and uneasy:

"Mr. Wizard...what did you just say?"

"Oh, no, I was just talking to myself," Maka heard and shook her head immediately, "Old sir, you said your... um, is your granddaughter, right? Is she sick?"

"Yes, little Shirley, she is my granddaughter. Her health has not been very good. She has been frightened again in the past few days and has had a fever for two days."

After Maka heard this, she immediately reached out to the door that was always closed and gestured:

"Let me go take a look for her! Maybe I can cure her... Well, just think of it as a thank you gift for the piece of pancake and glass of water you just gave me!"