harry potter book of crimes

"Is this my life? I graduated from Hogwarts with 'excellent' grades in all subjects, joined the Legal Enforcement Department of the British Ministry of Magic at the age of nineteen, and was hired as a professor at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the age of thirty.

At the age of ten, he was specially hired by the Space Broom Co., Ltd. as the leader of the new broomstick research and development team."

"In his fifties, he resigned and entered the Muggle world. He spent a lot of time among the members of the British royal family. When he was in his sixties, he gained the Queen's trust as the chief bishop of England..."

"As a result, we have ended up in this situation now."

"Looking back now, I think I have been busy all my life, but how many things have I succeeded in?"

In the cell of that small underground prison, old Davidson leaned against the cold wall, his heart already filled with despair.

To be honest, he has almost never been so downcast in his life. Even if he has setbacks from time to time, he always firmly believes that he is a person who can achieve great things. And whoever achieves great things, how can it be because of some small things?

Stumble and give up on your ideals and persistence?

But this time, when he witnessed the confrontation between Maka and Haierbo, he finally saw clearly the reality that he was just an "ordinary person".

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed no longer young for a long time.

"Kant should have arrived in front of Herbo, right? If Herbo is willing to pay attention to him..." Davidson half-closed his eyes, thinking secretly in the dark dungeon, and finally shook his head slightly.

"No, let's forget it! Even if that kid Kant can successfully negotiate with Haierbo, it will be his chance. What does it have to do with me? From the moment he was discovered in advance by the prophet, he will never

There’s nothing wrong with me.”

Thinking of this, Davidson couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the white beard on his chin and sighed deeply.

But at this moment, he heard a "clang" sound coming from outside. It was the movement of the magic elevator. He had also ridden in it when he was brought here.

When he realized that someone had finally come down, he hurriedly dragged the shackles on his feet, hurried to the cell door, grabbed the iron fence and looked out.

…

"See what I do? Lead the way."

When Maka came out of the elevator, she saw the two wizards guarding outside looking at him and took several steps back in fright.

Of course Ursula knew that she was the one who scared the two prison guards, so she lowered her head subconsciously.

It was obvious that although she had made up her mind not to care about her own appearance, she was still very frightened and uneasy when she saw others being frightened by her.

This problem has been bothering her for so many years, so how can she really not care if she doesn't care?

However, Maka obviously didn't have the time to worry about these things. Looking at the two people staring at Ursula in her arms as if they had seen a ghost, they couldn't help but shake their heads, and then stopped paying attention.

They walked quickly between the two stunned people.

"It seems that the guards in your organization need more training. With this kind of psychological quality, it can spoil big things at critical moments!"

It was only then that the two prison guards finally reacted and quickly drew out their wands and pointed at Maka's back, which had already walked a long distance.

"Stop, stop! This is it"

"It was your prophet who asked me to come here," Maka interrupted him without looking back, "Maybe you have heard of my name, I am Maka McLean."

Before he finished speaking, he had already passed through the short corridor, turned a corner and walked directly into the stone room at the end of the corridor.

As soon as he entered, he finally saw Davidson's old face, who was holding on to the fence and looking out.

After several days in prison, this old wizard, who was always very energetic, became a lot more embarrassed. His gray and white messy hair was tangled together, and his wrinkled face was stained with dust and dirt on his robes.

Although it was not broken, it was still dirty and no longer as clean and tidy as it used to be.

"We haven't seen each other for a while?" Maka stood for a moment in front of the other party's cell door and said calmly, "It seems that you are uneasy again?"

"McLean..."

When Old Davidson first saw Ursula being held by Maka, his heart couldn't help but beat violently. After all, that terrifying appearance really tests one's psychological endurance. But fortunately, how could he

After all, he has lived for such a long time, and he is still not scared to the point of numbness and speechlessness like the two guards just now.

What's more, there are many things that are far more important than seeing Ursula's appearance right now.

"McLean," Old Davidson just paused for a moment, then looked away from Ursula and looked at Maka's face again, "You...know everything?"

"What do you know?" Maka looked at the old man through the iron gate and said calmly, "Oh, you are referring to the 'whistleblower' plan that you plan to betray everyone?"

"I"

Old Davidson originally wanted to deny Maka's so-called "betrayal of everyone", but as soon as he opened his mouth and said one word, he swallowed back all the words he tried to defend with a heavy look on his face.

When it comes to "betrayal", although he is definitely not betraying "everyone", once the "bad idea" he came up with really succeeds, it will definitely hurt many people.

"Yes, I betrayed you..."

"Me?" Seeing what he said, Maka immediately shook her head and said, "I have never regarded you as a companion from the beginning. You should know this well, so to me, you are talking about

It’s nothing more than ‘betrayal’.”

Just as he was speaking, Maka suddenly paused, then curled his lips and said:

"Yes, at best, you are 'against' me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before old Davidson could say anything else, Maka waved her hand and put aside the "betrayal" and "antagonism" for the time being.

"I don't have any extra time to talk to you about this. Let's get straight to the point!" Maka said, "I've heard about your plan that you didn't even have time to implement. So, I hope you can answer me well.

One question: Haierbo, have you sent anyone there?"

"What?"

Old Davidson didn't even inform the prince about asking one of his students to find Halbo on his behalf, and even Ursula, the prophet, didn't know about it. But he didn't expect that Maka revealed it almost as soon as he opened his mouth.

His last little calculation.

"Is it weird?" Maka frowned slightly, "But the fact is that Haierbodu sent his men to find you! So I can guess this, so naturally there is nothing surprising, right?

?”