harry potter book of crimes

"You want my demon body? No, McClain, I think my concession is big enough. You can't even take away this most satisfying achievement from me. In order to get it, I almost even Being back-bitten by the devil, I almost lost half of my soul permanently, do you understand?"

Facing Maka's "excessive" request, Haierbo finally became angry. He stood there waving his remaining left arm, loudly telling about the thrill and difficulty of obtaining this demon body, as if he was accusing him. Maka's request was cruel and ruthless.

Seeing him questioning Maka loudly there, if any uninformed person happened to see it, he might really think that he had suffered some great injustice!

"Helbo," Maka said calmly after watching him speak plausibly, "you have put in a lot of effort for it, which I can agree with. After all, I watched you get it the whole time. It does. But I want to ask you, what about the lives that died innocently because you needed a lot of souls in your ritual?"

Just as he was speaking, Maca briefly recalled it, then pointed at Helbo as if he had remembered something:

"By the way, speaking of it...do you remember the name of the woman you chose as the 'core' to shape this demon body?"

Maka's question really stopped Haierbo from asking.

Yes, the demon summoning ritual requires a living body as the core. However, since the key to this ritual lies in a large number of living souls, and the requirements for the core are not high, Haierbo just picked it casually at the time. Started with one.

Although something unexpected happened in the middle, so that he had to spend a little more effort. But as for the name of the witch who was regarded as the core, he couldn't remember it at all.

No, maybe he just never asked, because he really doesn't care!

"Can't you tell me? Do you need me, a bystander, to tell you?" Maka looked directly at Haierbo, then shook her head after a moment and said, "No, I think there is no need for that. After all, you don't have any I don’t think you want to know. I estimate that you probably can’t even remember the name of the man you killed for her, right?”

"Um?"

Listening to Maka pulling out another character from the "core", Haierbo couldn't help but frown and asked:

"Her man? Killed by me? Should I remember?"

"Humph," Maka sneered, "Yes! Isn't it just one of the many 'apprentices' you pretended to accept at the beginning? You really don't have to remember them all. After all, you I never really regarded them as my apprentices!"

After Maka's "reminder", Haierbo finally seemed to have recalled a few details, nodded slightly and said:

"Oh, is he the one named 'Martin'? I remembered... Well, yes, he is a young man with a bit of backbone. Unfortunately, his problem is that he knows he is weak, but he still dares to show his weakness. He resisted within his means, so he lost his life because of it, but who can be blamed?"

"Of course it's your fault" was what Maka originally wanted to say, but before he could say it, he swallowed it back in his stomach.

Words like this make no sense to someone like Haierbo who has extremely extreme personal ideas but only believes in himself.

"Helpo," Maka curled her lips and looked at the other party and said, "That's why I don't believe at all that you would choose to compromise and choose armistice and peace talks... because people like you don't care about the lives of others at all.

Guy, it's impossible to live peacefully forever. Maybe you still need time to recuperate and do research, but sooner or later you will break the agreement and bring greater trouble to the world."

After hearing what Maka said, Haierbo nodded and said with understanding:

"Well, so what?"

…

To be honest, when entering London to meet with Herbo, Maca actually hoped to successfully negotiate an armistice.

During this period of time, he has been really tired, so tired that he can't even remember the last time he was able to sleep happily and without any worries.

Back then, he was a person who especially liked to stay in bed. He probably never thought that he would have to rely on refreshing potions to replace sleep for such a long time.

However, it is probably impossible for Haierbo to give up everything. No one can say how this trip to London will end.

Just like Enns right now, he is sitting in the largest tent in the camp, drinking tea and eating pies that the witch in charge got from nowhere, with a French wizard spread out in front of him.

The magazine looks full of leisure and comfort.

But in fact, all he could think about now was speculation about what would happen after Maka and Haierbo met.

Of course, Enns was not worried about Maka. He had been fighting with Haierbo for so long, and had just caused heavy damage to the opponent not long ago. He did not think that Maka would die like this at all.

What Enns thinks is essentially his own business.

Why does that kind of image appear in that mirror? What is the reason for that stone box? Judging from the fact that the words engraved on it are in ancient Anglo-Saxon script that he knows, it should be

The period when the four founders of Hogwarts were active.

So, is that stone box related to the trials he experienced back then?

As the heir recognized by Slytherin, and as the first person to enter Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets and obtain Helga's legacy, Enns naturally combined the stone box engraved in ancient English with his series of

Experiences are connected in series.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was actually a vertical cave under Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets, so all this was just his random conjecture.

"Alas," thinking about it, Enns couldn't help but put down the pie in his hand and sighed, "Didn't Slytherin leave anything else? It would be great if there was another magic notebook.

!”

While muttering like this, he couldn't help but take out Slytherin's silver snake staff, leaned on the back of the chair and played with it absently.

However, just a few minutes later, a shocking explosion suddenly sounded from outside the tent, causing him to jump up from his chair.

"In the end, there was still a fight?"

With this thought in mind, Enns hurriedly ran out of the tent.