harry potter book of crimes

In the end, Maka spent the whole night alone in the cave under the Hufflepuff Chamber of Secrets, fighting mentally against the stone box.

It wasn't until the sky in the east turned a layer of fish belly white, and the owl Mafa above the ruins of the castle issued a shrill and penetrating warning, that he put away the mysterious stone box that had not been opened after all, and returned to the ground again.

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"Well?"

Mafa's cry just now was certainly not a random cry. Maka scanned the surroundings and soon found some figures vaguely appearing on a hillside outside the school.

Seeing this, Maka immediately whistled high into the sky, and then pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The owl Mafa, which was still hovering in the air, turned its head when it heard the sound, and then headed straight into the depths of the Forbidden Forest without looking back.

It flew away and disappeared after a while.

It was only at this moment that Maka raised her toes and tapped the ground, then flew up and faced the group of figures approaching.

When the two sides got closer, Maka realized that they were actually a group of centaurs!

"Are you... Firenze?"

Regarding the centaurs who lived in the Forbidden Forest in the past, although Maka had come into contact with them several times, she actually did not remember them well. Firenze, the only one who had a more profound impression, was still relying on the other party's

They can only be distinguished by their creamy coat color.

After all, from a human perspective, the looks of horse people are somewhat similar.

"Sir MacLean!"

When the group of centaurs came to a stop in front of the school gate, Firenze came forward with small steps and said:

"I'm glad to see you safe and sound... But to be honest, we have to apologize to you. The horror of misfortune made our clan instinctively stay away from the quagmire, and we were unable to bring any help at the most critical moment."

The horse people are born arrogant, but in fact they are extremely timid. Their talent in divination and prediction makes them fear destiny and avoid disasters.

Of course, Maka is very clear about this.

And if you have to say it, even if the centaurs are really willing to help, Maka doesn't know what to do for them. With the little fighting ability of the centaurs, they can't fight against the most ordinary dark wizard.

It probably doesn't even make sense.

"Filenze, there is no need to apologize... Well, speaking of which, what are your plans for coming here? Are you ready to return to the Forbidden Forest?"

"Oh, no, we just saw the disaster star fall into Hogwarts last night, so we planned to come over this morning to see if there are any injured who need help... This is probably the only way we can do this under this terrible disaster.

Things have been done.”

Maka could still feel Firenze's attempt to express friendship, after all, there was no need for them centaurs to come here.

Even because Maka had made some promises with the other party's previous generation "Davros"...that is, their old patriarch, if the centaurs encounter danger in the future, Maka might even help them in turn.

Bundle.

"Thank you for your kindness, but there are no injuries here. Before the disaster happened, I had already arranged for all the teachers and students in the school to leave the school."

"That's really great!" Firenze nodded immediately and said, "The advent of evil has disrupted the brilliance of the stars. In the past two months, our family's ability to learn destiny has been greatly affected. Many things...

…I don’t know where the future will go.”

"That sounds really bad," Maka shrugged, "In that case, you should go back! Stay as far away as possible, I think some bad things will happen here at Hogwarts."

After Firenze heard this, he couldn't help but pause, and then couldn't help but bow to Macca.

"please forgive."

Do you forgive the cowardice of the centaurs? Maka shook her head. In this disaster, those who fight bravely are worthy of admiration, but seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster does not necessarily mean they have to be despised. No matter which kind, those who can survive in the end

Only that part is qualified to evaluate right and wrong.

Maka watched the centaurs in front of her turn and leave one after another with heavy faces, and just looked at their silent backs without expressing any opinions of her own.

Firenze, who was the last one to turn around and return, paused for a moment, looked back at Maka and added:

"Davros said, if you have time, please go to our new tribal territory. He has something to return to you."

"'give me back?"

Maka was startled, but did not stop them to ask further questions. Because he knew the temperament of the centaurs, they would naturally say what they needed to say, and it was useless to ask them what they didn't want to say.

Looking at the hillside they were climbing over, it soon completely left her sight. Maka then looked back at the ruins of the castle behind her again, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot.

There is no way, a building like Hogwarts Castle with a lot of magic attached cannot be easily restored with a repair spell.

Even Maka today has not regained her original confidence.

…

Compared with the tragic scenes in the UK, the situation in France is naturally much better.

So when Maka appeared on the streets near Blois Castle, the ruins of Hogwarts that still remained in her mind immediately formed a sharp contrast with the scene in front of her, which even made Maka feel depressed again.

a bit.

"Sir, are you okay? You look uncomfortable?"

A kind-hearted Muggle lady who passed by him asked kindly. Although Maka could understand some French now, she still couldn't speak it very well, so she could only squeeze out a slight smile and shook her head.

Immediately afterwards, he was seen saying goodbye to the kind lady, and then walked quickly towards the entrance of Blois Castle not far away.

Not long after, after crossing the magical boundary hidden on the stairs, he saw the old butler of the Blois family waiting for him at the door with a group of friends and family servants.

"Oh! Maca"

Before Hermione, who was standing in the front, could finish saying hello, she saw a figure quickly running out from the old butler's side and rushing into Maka's arms.

"Maka, are you okay? Father always doesn't let others tell me your situation. It wasn't until everyone came yesterday that I realized that you had encountered so many dangers! Oh, if I had known better, I should have secretly

If you sneak out of the family, even if you can only help a little bit, that's fine..."

When she caught sight of the flowing silver hair, Maka knew without even looking at the other person's face that the one rushing in front of her must be Willy.

Although, unlike the cold girl who used to talk like she was squeezing out toothpaste and could only bounce out words one by one, she now seems to have become a chatterbox.

"Willie, good morning... everyone, good morning." Maka said with a calm smile.