harry potter book of crimes

"Are you Mr. Maclean? All of us have heard a lot about your deeds during this period of time. After Dumbledore, we finally have another talent in Hogwarts who can lead the overall situation.

…”

Before Maka and Blois could reach the gate of the castle, they were stopped by some wizards who had gotten the news and ran out. It could be seen that they were actually just curious about Maka, and most of them had no other intentions.

However, before they could continue to approach, Willy raised her wand without saying a word and stopped them a few steps away from Maka.

"Little girl, have you... misunderstood something? We were all students of Hogwarts, and you must be the same, right? Don't worry, we are all our own people."

To be honest, Willy's action did seem a bit abrupt. After all, not only did they not show any hostility towards Maka, but they all greeted each other with smiles. Even if Maka didn't know the other party yet

As a person, there is obviously no need to be so blunt and rude, right?

But Willy still pointed the tip of her wand at them without buying it, and stood guard in front of Maka without giving an inch.

As for Mr. Blois, who had been following behind, he was even more indifferent than Willie. He looked at the group of people in front of him as if they were nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Because all he cares about is the safety of his daughter, and with the strength of this group of wizards, in his opinion, it is not worth mentioning at all, and there is no need to worry at all.

For other matters, just leave it to Maka to judge.

However, just when the gazes of the wizards and men passed over the unmoved Willi and fell back to Maka, Maka suddenly raised her head and looked towards the main castle building where the main repair was almost completed.

After Zhong looked back, he who originally wanted to speak simply stopped - because he knew that the person who could make the decision here was about to come.

"Mr. McClain, what do you... exactly mean?" A young wizard standing at the front looked at Maka and said with some confusion, "No, wait, are you Maka McClain?

"

Before that, they had all heard about Maka's actions to save ordinary wizards and even ordinary Muggles, so they all thought that Maka was a kind wizard who had completely inherited Dumbledore's will. So now, after seeing

After Willy's unkindness and Maka's disregard, they all gradually became confused and suspicious.

Unfortunately, Maka obviously had no intention of explaining anything to them, and she even had no intention of defending the wizard's doubts.

As more and more people gathered at the door, it could be seen that the atmosphere at the scene was becoming tense as their gazes changed.

"Everyone, go in...the old knight told you to gather in the auditorium..."

Vaguely, Maka heard someone urging her near the castle entrance behind the crowd, but the effect didn't seem to be very good. Most people were still gathering at the entrance, and more and more people were gathering there.

It is worth mentioning that the young wizard who initially asked the question stopped talking. Judging from the way his right hand was in his pocket, he was probably already touching his wand.

"Everyone give way."

Suddenly, an old but tough voice sounded from inside the gate, causing the buzzing in the crowd to stop immediately. And soon, everyone in front gradually retreated to both sides, causing a figure to suddenly appear.

In Maka's field of vision.

Maka saw that it was an old wizard who was already very old. His white hair and slightly curly white beard were almost connected to one piece. Because they were not carefully maintained and trimmed, they looked like

Very unruly.

As for this old wizard, he was wearing a set of old and simple old-style wizard robes. Only the Hufflepuff emblem on the side of his chest was still as new as ever.

To be honest, although this old wizard who looks to be about the same age as Dumbledore is far less tall than the former, Maka can feel it just from the other person's sight - this is also a man with both wisdom and ability.

old man.

"I am Aslan, and like you, I am a Hufflepuff."

Old Aslan said, casually pulling the emblem on the chest of his robe, and smiled slightly. Then, he walked out and gestured in the direction of the lake.

"Would you like to accompany me, an old man, for a walk by the lake?"

Until then, Maka, who had been silent in front of so many people here, finally spoke.

"Although I don't know what we can talk about, but... of course, I still have time to take a walk with the old man and chat for a while."

As Maka spoke, she patted Willy's shoulder, who was still standing in front of her, and led the father and daughter towards the lake.

"Old Sir——"

A wizard came forward and wanted to say something to old Aslan, but was blocked by the other party with a wave of his hand.

"I said, go to the auditorium to gather, don't run around for the time being - I'm going to have a few words with Mr. McClain, and I'll talk about other things when I get back."

"But... Sir, is that really Maka McClain?"

The wizard frowned and asked, but saw old Aslan pause for a moment, then looked at Maka's back and said:

"Don't worry! Apart from Maka McClain, I can't think of any other possibility."

The old man's meaning was very obvious. At least he thought that it could never be Haierbo - and if it wasn't Haierbo, besides Maka, there would be a third person who could make him feel with just one look.

A powerful wizard whose soul seems to be shaking?

Shaking his head slightly, old Aslan stopped talking to the other party and walked straight in the direction Maka left, disappearing from everyone's eyes seemingly slowly but really quickly.

…

The tolerance of nature is powerful - when Maka stood by the lake, quietly admiring the water ruffled by the breeze, he couldn't help but sigh to himself.

He still clearly remembered that when the meteorite was hit by Haierbo and hit the castle, the shock wave spread and blew away a large area of ​​surrounding turf woods. The lake was also hit by many meteorite fragments, causing huge waves.

However, not long after, many sprouts sprouted out of the turned soil on the ground; in addition to some potholes being made on the lakeside, the lake surface also expanded a bit.

Even the Hogwarts Castle, which had been fortified by the founder, was mostly destroyed, but the mountains, the lake, and the vegetation and flowers had only undergone minor changes.

"What a trivial struggle," Maka said, turning her head and glancing at the lake not far away, "Professor Dumbledore, don't you think so?"