harry potter book of crimes

To be honest, Bernser is actually far from as calm as he appears on the surface. After all, most of his arms have become like burning pokers. No matter who this happens to, I believe it will be very scary, right?

However, Bernthal has been a therapist for most of his life, and is now the dean of St. Mungo's.

Although he has long retreated to management, he, who was once a front-line expert in magical medical treatment, at least would not make a fuss over an abnormality in an arm. Even a person would worry about his own life, but at least he was not there.

It shows on the surface, doesn’t it?

"McLean, how are you? Did you see something?"

Since both Bernthal and the patient had directly touched the necklace, and the states they displayed were completely different, this alone was enough to make people want to find out.

"There are no more valuable clues yet... However," Maka paused and said, "The necklace should not be made by Haierbo... How should I put it? It's a bit rough... As for the chain imprint on the neck,

It seems like it’s used to protect him?”

"So, someone deliberately wanted to use him to spread the curse?" Bernser suddenly frowned and said, "Then...if it's not Haierbo, who else could it be?"

"Who knows?" Maka shook her head, "Although it is a curse derived from ancient magic, it does not necessarily have to be an ancient wizard to use it... In other words, the wizard who makes the cursed necklace can be a person from Haierbo.

Or not."

Just as he was talking, Maka suddenly changed his subject and said:

"Besides, I think the 'spreading curse' you mentioned is impossible... at least that was certainly not the original intention of the maker when making that necklace."

While denying it, he pointed at Bernthal's withered arm.

"It should be an accident that you triggered the curse, and the effect of the curse... is pretty good. Unfortunately, its limitations are very large."

"You should also know that the biggest characteristic of curse magic is that it is easy to spread. After all, almost every curse has a way to break the curse, unless it is so powerful that there is no time to break the curse. And this curse is not easy to spread, nor is it very special.

The strong single target damage can only be regarded as 'neither up nor down'..."

Speaking of this, Maka couldn't help but spread her hands.

"In fact, this is exactly what I am confused about. There are obviously other curse magics, and even modern black magic has several methods that are difficult to deal with. But the fact is that the other party just chose

this."

"So I have reason to think that the producer intended to use this gentleman as a 'remote control bomb'"

"Uh, what is a 'remote bomb'?"

"It's a Muggle thing. The army will be equipped to allow people to cause an explosion from a distance." Maka explained casually, and then continued, "Made this necklace and put it on the patient.

The people may be planning something...and this is just one of the backup methods used to cause chaos and interfere with the line of sight."

"You mean..." Upon hearing this, Bernser suddenly looked worried, "There are bigger and worse things waiting for us?"

"I think so," Maka waved her hand and said, "So first of all, let's check if there are any other refugees wearing necklaces, rings, earrings, earrings...or bracelets, bracelets, etc."

After saying this, Maka immediately gestured and then added:

"Let's inform you first! Since you have temporarily cut off the curse on your arm, your life can definitely be guaranteed. You go to work first, and I will help you prepare a powerful curse-removing potion."

…

Bernser did not tell anyone about the curse in his body, and even Maka was forced to seek help from him after Bernser tried to undo the curse but could not find the solution.

Therefore, although many people in the camp outside knew that Bernser had hurriedly looked for Maka, they did not know the specific reason.

Right now, while Maka was preparing the potion on the spot in Bernthal's big tent, Hermione had already brought Ron and the other brothers to the Weasleys.

"Oh! Dad, Mom? Merlin bless you...well, you guys look...all fine!"

Probably because he didn't expect his parents to come over at this time, Ron, who was unprepared, was at a loss for words for a while. After that, Ginny teased him about this matter for a long time, causing him to be confused until he went to bed.

With a grimace.

Of course, now that the Weasley family is finally reunited, and there is no shortage of food now. So for today's dinner, a group of friends simply opened a small stove for them and cooked a sumptuous meal.

To be honest, after experiencing so many tense and terrifying things, everyone's nerves are actually still in a tense state. From this perspective, a small but lively celebration is indeed necessary.

Later, as the night gradually deepened, a bonfire was lit in the open space in the middle of the camp, and many refugees and St. Mungo's medical staff joined in.

Under the night sky, the orange bonfire swayed with the wind, throwing little sparks into the sky. Everyone gathered around the flames, and under the leadership of Fred and George, they entered the chaotic dance of demons.

state.

Many people have accumulated huge pressure in their hearts, and they just need to vent like this to adjust their increasingly depressed mood.

And it was in the second half of this spontaneous bonfire party that Maka, who had never come back, finally appeared in the corner of the open space, looking at the dancing male and female wizards and smiling knowingly.

Although he didn't know who proposed this event, it actually happened to be in line with his original intention. Originally, he had planned to let the Weasleys rest for one night and have fun the next day, but he didn't need to take the lead.

, they started by themselves tonight.

"Maka?"

Since both Hermione and Luna were on the other side of the bonfire, it was Ginny who first noticed him this time. Then, Ginny, who was in high spirits, ran over and dragged him into the crowd, forcing him to follow.

Everyone "jumped" together.

"Ginny, have you been drinking?"

"What did you say?"

"I asked you, have you been drinking?"

"What did you say"

Amid the commotion around him, Maka staggered a bit as he was pulled by Ginny. After shouting several times without getting any reliable answers, he had no choice but to give up.

Not far away, Delphi was standing at a table holding a wine glass. She looked at Maca's embarrassed appearance and seemed to be unable to help but laugh.

The bonfire is still burning brightly.