harry potter book of crimes

Several days have passed since Maka returned from the Ministry of Magic with Sarah.

Although a lot of things must have happened in the past few days, there are not many that are really worth mentioning. It is just that the Blois father and daughter are still having troubles from time to time, and Safina is still unable to move in the apse.

Ursula would yell about little things like wanting to see her sister every meal time.

For Maca, none of this matters.

As for the thing that concerned him the most, it was probably Sarah's situation.

He was in the Department of Mysteries trying to collect some of the power behind the door, and embedded it into Sarah's soul with the help of the Soul Rules.

The changes that followed were almost as he imagined - the energy that was forcibly "embedded" was not exclusive to the soul itself, and even automatically reconciled, gradually merging with each other.

The "love" in Dumbledore's words and Maka's two branches of soul rules are completing Sarah's soul bit by bit.

Right now, Maka is sitting in Sarah's room, looking at the motionless girl lying on the bed, carefully sensing every subtle change in her soul.

And at the end of Sarah's bed, her alchemy doll sat there silently, faithfully guarding its owner.

However, perhaps what people are more concerned about at this moment is the large rectangular stone jar placed in the center of the room.

It can be seen that the stone jar that looks like a coffin has some alchemical symbols engraved on its surface, and a formation diagram is painted on the floor under the jar. The stone jar is filled with a dark green liquid.

liquid.

At first glance, the entire liquid surface is very calm, with only occasional slight ripples appearing, indicating that there may be some living creatures hidden in the water.

However, despite the fact that there is such a mysterious and suspicious large vat in this room, Maka, who is sitting not far away, has no intention of paying attention to it. Needless to say, neither the stone vat itself nor the vat

He didn't have much interest in anything in it.

He was just waiting for Sarah, waiting for the other party to prove an "answer" for him through the process of completing the soul.

"It seems like there won't be any more accidents."

Suddenly, Maka couldn't help but look at Sarah and secretly said to herself:

"The rules of the soul and the professor's so-called 'love' are complementary and coexist. There is no such thing as 'the end of the rules of the soul is the rule of death'... and this also shows that Haierbo has indeed been misleading intentionally or unintentionally.

I allowed myself, through constant reflection, to naturally believe that his goal was to master death."

Thinking of this, he immediately asked himself again:

"So, this goes back to the original question - what is his purpose?"

Thinking like this, Maka once again thought about the demon body that Haierbo had tried every possible means to obtain and retain. There was no doubt that he must have wanted to do something with that special body.

"It would be too boring if you just want to use its power to make waves and dominate the world... A wizard like him shouldn't be able to do such meaningless things in terms of magic research.

"

"so--"

He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but nodded.

"Since you can't 'control' death, you just need to ensure that your life will not be taken away by the rules of death, right? And the devil's body can resist the erosion of the rules of death... the body's 'immortality'

He has already achieved this by making Horcruxes, so what he is pursuing now is 'immortality' at the soul level."

After finishing her words, Maka's thoughts changed, but she suddenly said to herself:

"Then what? What does he want me to do next?"

…

This is the first time that Maka has found a flaw in Haierbo who has unequal information. Yes, he is using this proof to move closer to Haierbo's true goal step by step.

However, his last words can't help but make people suspicious.

At the same time, Hermione, who was constantly building a stronghold in Weymouth Port, had no idea about any of this. She had been extremely busy these days.

Now, she has deployed a large number of manpower to defend an area on the Weymouth side. Not only that, but even the town of Yeovil has been brought back under the control of the Rebel Alliance.

Since many alliance members took the initiative to mobilize manpower to assist this time, and because the area finally became quiet again after the previous wave of zombies, the construction of the stronghold went smoothly.

What's more worth mentioning is that just because her stronghold has been established with great momentum, more and more survivors have been rushing to Weymouth for refuge recently.

After continuous setbacks in the past, the situation has finally improved.

Of course, the premise is that Haierbo stops causing trouble for her...

Today, Weymouth Port Camp welcomed a group of wizards who claimed to be from Hogwarts Castle, and they also brought a secret letter that they said they wanted to send to the person in charge for personal reading.

"...It would be best to be Mr. MacLean, but I heard when I passed through Yeovil Town that Mr. MacLean doesn't seem to be here. So...who is the top person in charge here? If it is also Hogwart

If you were born here, that would be even better!"

The leader was a middle-aged witch who looked not too young. She had short chestnut hair mixed with some silver threads, and she looked very fresh and capable.

"Oh, please wait a moment. I'm going to inform Miss Granger - don't worry, she is indeed from Hogwarts and is also a good friend of Mr. MacLean."

The camp guard nodded at the other party, then turned and walked into the camp.

However, after he left, another guarding wizard next to him took a step forward and stood in front of him instead of his companion who had returned to report.

"Sorry, there are a large number of you and you need to be inspected outside the camp before you can enter. In order to ensure the safety of the camp, please forgive me."

"Of course!" The witch nodded slightly, "I can understand, it doesn't matter - I have spent so much time on the road, I don't care about these few minutes."

"thank you for understanding."

With that said, the wands in the hands of the remaining four guards at the camp entrance did not deviate from the direction of the other party at all.

After a while, Hermione led a group of wizards out of the depths of the camp and arrived at the entrance of the camp.

In fact, when she heard that the other party was from Hogwarts Castle, she was very surprised, thinking that she might see someone familiar. But who knew when she came out to take a look, she found that there was a group of seven or eight people outside.

Personally, I actually don’t know anyone.

"Excuse me...who are you?" She couldn't help but ask as soon as they met.