harry potter book of crimes

That's Lao Ta Weng!

When Maka saw the old man walking through the camp with a stinky face, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten someone before...

"…Enns?"

I remember that in Albania, it was the little guy named "Enstaron" who broke the seal of the Bewitching Monument and accidentally released Haierbo from the underground.

Among them, the most critical part is how he broke the seal left by Salazar Slytherin himself?

Maka specifically asked him this question at the time. But in the end, it was Slytherin who guided him step by step from the Chamber of Secrets to the deep mountains and forests of Albania.

"That's right, Enns should also be able to speak Parseltongue."

Maka suddenly remembered that when she discovered the small secret room behind the Slytherin statue, the magical image of Salazar Slytherin who only spoke in snake language.

"So... Enns actually has the blood of Slytherin?"

Thinking of this, Maka couldn't help but shook her head.

When Haierbo unexpectedly appeared in the world, he really grabbed most of his attention, so much so that he missed a lot of details in a hurry. Now that he thinks about it, it really shouldn't have happened!

Especially for the rather rare surname "Tawen", after being stimulated by those memories just now, Maka has already thought of a somewhat far-fetched possibility.

"Mr. Tavon!"

The next moment, Maka temporarily put aside her plan to leave, said hello, and walked towards the center of the camp again.

…

Previously in London, Old Taon was originally sent to the refuge in Diagon Alley after Maca happened to meet him. As a "squib" who couldn't use any magic, Old Taon had a bad temper.

Nor did he refuse Maka's good intention to take advantage of the situation.

After all, this guy has a bad temper, but he's not stupid. When he knows that he can't cope with all kinds of dangers, if someone is willing to lend a helping hand, why should he refuse?

However, after arriving at the defensive line of Diagon Alley, he still had no intention of letting himself go arbitrarily. He was so low-key that he didn't look like the irritable middle-aged man he usually was.

Including now, Tawen went to the food supply center in the middle of the camp to collect lunch, and in order not to crowd with too many people, he even preferred to wait until all the refugees had received their lunch before coming.

You know, food is always limited. Although you won't have nothing to eat in the end, those good things must have been taken by others.

"Two sandwiches and a glass of apple juice..."

Walking to the long table covered with a clean tablecloth, Lao Tawen asked the staff for food expressionlessly. The food was not much, just half full, and he had no intention of asking for more.

Perhaps knowing that his expression might cause trouble, he deliberately lowered his head slightly, which showed that he wanted to avoid all possible troubles from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, because of some inexplicable self-esteem and pride, he still stubbornly maintained that cold face, preferring to go to more trouble to hide it.

And when Lao Tawen suddenly heard someone calling him from behind, his hand that took the food suddenly paused.

"McLean...sir?"

He slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, and soon saw Maka walking towards him.

When Maka was close, he frowned and said rather casually:

"Is there a problem?"

While talking, Lao Tawen had his hands idle, so he picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Oh, yes... I do have something I want to ask you about." Maka didn't care about his scorn, because now, in his opinion, it might be more of an avoidance.

After a pause, he then added:

"By the way, just think of it as a professor conducting a 'home visit' to the students' parents!"

Although this excuse was a bad one, it was both inappropriate and unrealistic... As a retired professor, how could he have any reason to do a home visit? And it happened at such an inexplicable time.

However, no matter what, it was Maka's request, and few people could refuse it easily.

"'Family visit'?" Old Ta Weng's cold face suddenly became more subtle, "Well... OK! You can 'visit' as much as you want... But I can't guarantee it.

, I can answer all your questions!"

He waved his hands indiscriminately, then turned around and randomly found a place to sit down, gnawing on the sandwich and assuming an awkward posture of "you can do whatever you want."

Seeing this, Maka could only shrug her shoulders and followed immediately.

"Mr. Tavon, I remember you mentioned to me before that it was because your family was persecuted by Voldemort that you had to take Enns to hide in the Muggle world?"

"Huh?" After hearing this, Lao Tawen nodded happily, "Yes, I said that...and if you don't believe it, just think that I was talking nonsense at that time...Anyway, that's what I said..."

It’s just our family’s private matter.”

"Ah, no, no, I think you misunderstood!" Maka immediately waved her hand, "I believe...especially after learning some things, I feel that you are probably not talking nonsense."

"Yeah?"

When Lao Tawen heard this, he glanced at Maka in surprise.

"Then what else do you have to ask? In those few years, how many families were harmed by Voldemort? If I have to say it, our family is quite lucky. You know, compared with those families who died.

stand up."

"That's true," Maka nodded happily and agreed, "Although I haven't experienced that era personally, so I don't dare to say anything 'feeling'... Of course, in fact, what I want to say is either this or that.

Got it!"

Just as he was speaking, Maka suddenly changed the topic, turned around and stared at the profile of old Ta Weng and said: "Actually, I just want to say that the surname 'Ta Weng' is really your family's original surname?

"

As soon as these words came out, Old Taon's hand holding the sandwich stopped instantly, and even his mouth that was chewing paused for a moment. Although he quickly reacted and started chewing again, but

The pause just now was seen by Maka.

Probably knowing that it would be useless to keep pretending, Lao Tawen chewed a few more times and swallowed the food in one gulp.

However, he immediately stopped moving.

"Mr. Tawen?" Maka raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "You... don't want to answer this question?"

"I have the right to remain silent!"

Old Ta Weng closed his eyes and simply acted rogue.