harry potter book of crimes

"...April, I just went to the lobby of the Ministry of Magic and I overheard..."

"It will be fine, we still have Mr. McClain!"

"Yes! And Miss Hermione Granger, it is said..."

It is still the afternoon when the breeze is as gentle as a lover's caress and the sunshine is as gurgling as a mountain stream. There are still a group of young people talking under the mottled shade of the trees.

On the edge of the carved window frame upstairs, a young girl with a cold and delicate appearance was in a daze; under the shadow of another tree crown downstairs, an invisible figure stood silently.

Everything seems to have never changed on the surface, and every detail seems to be different from "before".

This time, Maka did not disturb the scene. He just restrained his own magic power and walked quietly on the winding street a little further away.

A moment later, Maka, who was walking on the street near the central square, suddenly raised his head. And the next moment he looked up, a large number of stone slabs flew up from the square in front of him and shot towards all directions of the town.

And go.

"The time is right...then all we have to do is wait."

Although if you walk a little further you will reach the square, Maka did not continue forward, but suddenly turned a corner and walked into an alley on the side of the road.

Not long after, I saw him standing in front of a house, reaching out and knocking on the door.

"who?"

A man's questioning voice soon came from the room.

"Sir, can you let me come in and sit for a while? I am a friend of Mr. MacLean."

"McLean's friend?"

You could hear the man inside muttering as he stepped on the wooden floor and walked this way. Then, the wooden door in front of Maka was finally opened.

"……Only you?"

It was a man with long white hair. Perhaps because the hair was too thin and soft, it was basically tangled together. The clothes on the other person also looked a bit messy, although in reality

They're not dirty, but they're obviously not very flattering either.

After the other party stretched out his upper body and looked around twice, he opened the door completely and waved to Maka, who had already changed his appearance.

"come in!"

When Maka saw this, she nodded and immediately followed the other person in.

"Remember to close the door for me."

"certainly."

While responding, Maka made a backhand move and closed the door smoothly.

…

"Sit down! This isn't my house anyway, just sit wherever you like... Do you want some tea?"

"No, no need, I'm not thirsty."

Drinking tea in the afternoon is naturally a very common thing in the UK. However, even if drinking tea is not just to quench thirst, even if Maka does have some free time now, it is a pity that he does not drink tea to relax

that feeling.

When a person is in a bad mood, even if he has the best tea and sugar cubes, it will only be bitter in his mouth.

What's more, it's almost impossible to drink any serious tea in the house of the man in front of you... right?

Maka looked around the living room for a while, then walked to the table by the window, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Mr. Lovegood, please sit down too! I won't feel very comfortable if you stand there all the time."

Yes, just as Maka called him, this man's name was Xenophilius Lovegood, and he was Luna's father.

In fact, Lupine had already told Maca when he was sorting out the list of refugees, and Luna's father was also among the people evacuated from London.

Just because she was afraid that Luna would be worried, Maka didn't tell her about it.

But... of course, there are too many acquaintances among the refugees now, and one Xenophilius will not change the overall situation much.

"You just said that you are McClain's friend?" Xenophilius did not sit down. He was still standing in the middle of the small living room, looking at Maka and said, "So, McClain asked you to come over?

Why did he ask you to come to me? Did Luna get into any trouble?"

"Oh, no! That's not the case," Maka waved her hands upon hearing this, "There's nothing wrong with Miss Lovegood...well, at least that's the case so far. As for what I said...although I do mean

Let me tell you a little bit about Miss Lovegood, but most of all I’ll just sit here for a while.”

To be honest, Maka's statement is indeed a bit subtle, and it is difficult not to think too much about it.

However, Xenophilius is always a clumsy and kind-hearted person at heart.

Although he was very worried about his daughter and wanted to ask Maka something about his daughter Luna. But standing there staring at Maka like this might be what he wanted.

The most intense questioning method imaginable.

And after all, even though he was staying in Spiral Town, he never appeared once, which naturally explains a lot of problems.

After all, Luna and Maka may not be easy to find, but isn't it easy to find Lupine who has been working in the hall of the new Ministry of Magic?

"Mr. Lovegood, please sit down! MacLean believes that you have always been a reasonable father who respects his daughter's will, so he actually understands your anxious and uneasy mood now."

"You...what on earth did you come to talk to me about?"

Xenophilius stared at him for a while, then smoothed his messy white hair and sat down opposite him.

"Well...how do I put it?" Maka looked at him and asked, tilting her head and thinking, "I think we should start with McClain! I believe you should also know that he is very important during this period.

He is busy and has been running around trying his best to deal with that ancient dark wizard. So this time, he had no choice but to let me come and meet you."

"In fact, McClain just wanted me to convey a message to you."

When Maka said this, she couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then continued:

"He said that no matter what happened, no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would do his best to protect Miss Luna Lovegood."

Xenophilius pursed his lips, still looking very uneasy. But after hearing Maka's words, he hesitated and hesitated, but finally nodded.

"I know, I believe him too"

At that moment, Xenophilius's mind may have flashed back to the days when Maka stayed at his house, or the past events in which Maka completed the analysis of the curse for his late wife and Luna's mother.

.

But no matter what he was thinking about, what he was thinking about in the end was definitely the figure of his daughter.

"So, what else?"