harry potter book of crimes

Luna was Luna. Even though she was walking in such a dangerous place, she still looked leisurely and contented. She was following Maka, sometimes in a trance, sometimes having a whim, as if she had just woken up from a dream.

generally.

To be honest, this is really not a good place for a walk.

It's so dark all around that you have to rely on the glowing spell of the wand to illuminate everything; from time to time, tentacles of thorns of doom will suddenly attack you from behind, and you must always be distracted and defensive; coupled with all kinds of weird and magical creatures, there will always be

Easily break the leisurely atmosphere...

"Maka, you said...are there any Bent-Horned Snorlax here?" Luna's silver-gray eyes flickered, with a faint smile on her face.

"Who knows?" Maka thought for a while and said softly, "Maybe there will be? Why don't we look around..."

Luna nodded happily and stretched out a delicate finger in a certain direction.

"...Before, I heard something calling over there." She looked a little excited, with a kind of pure happiness in her eyes.

Maka followed closely behind her, watching her running around in the maze in a daze, regardless of whether she was going the right way or not.

He would always feel relaxed when he was with Luna. Even in the depths of such an eerie maze, because of her presence, he would feel as free and leisurely as an outing in the wild.

After receiving Luna, his mission is considered completed.

Next, all he has to do is wait - as long as he is still in the maze, even if he is alone, the game must continue until the last grain of sand in the magic hourglass falls to the bottom of the bottle.

Then, he has to do what he should do...

"Luna, I want to ask you a favor."

"What?"

Luna turned back and blinked her big eyes.

"Next, I might..." Maka hesitated, and finally shook her head, "Forget it... Anyway, don't get close to Harry and the others next, okay?"

"Um?"

Luna stared at him quietly for a while, but did not agree quickly.

The two of them continued to walk forward, Maka just stared at Luna's back, her originally light mood became heavy because of something.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a fight coming from not far ahead.

"Wait a minute."

Maka pulled Luna behind her and stopped.

From the sound, it seemed that Harry was fighting some creature. The roars one after another were full of wild power and sounded much like the roar of a lion.

He looked at Luna behind him, wondering whether he should go over and take a look.

"I have made full preparations in advance. At least there should be no problem with this second competition event..." He hesitated and decided that it would be better to take Luna away from the battle.

However, Luna didn't have as many worries as he did.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" She looked at Maka and said seriously, "Someone is in danger."

"Weren't you more dangerous in the past?" Maka replied jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Luna was not as absent-minded as usual. She looked straight at Maka and repeated stubbornly: "...Someone is in danger."

When Maka heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Mom often says... everything we throw away will come back by itself, but usually not in the way we expect." She said, shaking her head slightly, "I don't like throwing things away, but my things often come back."

Mysteriously missing..."

She thought for a moment and said, "It must have been caused by the hook, right?"

"Throwing something?" Maka looked at the direction from which the sound came, and said thoughtfully, "I don't like it too much, but sometimes...yeah, it must be the hook."

Luna smiled, then turned and walked over there.

Maka sighed slightly - he understood what Luna meant. This girl who was sometimes confused and sometimes full of spirituality just wanted to tell him that some things were best not to escape.

Luna actually longs for friendship, and she doesn't want to lose them. If you lose them accidentally, when you face them again, they may not be the same as before.

Therefore, when someone encounters difficulties, she will always try to help. Maybe she does not do so well, but it is an effort that belongs only to her.

"It seems that she is destined to be involved..." Maka didn't know what to do. After all, he always had nothing to do with these well-meaning people.

He still followed Luna and quickly arrived at the scene of the battle.

The first thing that caught the eye was a red flame. The extremely high temperature caused the air to become slightly distorted, and it contained an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

The one that sprayed out this flame was a strange giant beast with the head of a lion, the body of a goat and the tail of a fire dragon. The mane on its neck was constantly fluttering and flying as it ran, looking very majestic.

It was a Chimera beast, with a classification level of "XXXXX" from the Ministry of Magic. It was a magical creature that was very dangerous, close to a basilisk.

And right in front of the Chimera beast, a figure was getting up from the ground. It seemed that he had just fallen heavily to the ground to avoid the flames breathed out by the Chimera beast.

That person is none other than Harry Potter.

At this moment, a cold light flashed from the opposite corner, attracting Maka's attention.

"Hermione?"

Yes, that was indeed Hermione who had just separated from Maka. At this time, she was standing aside, nervously looking at Harry in the field, and in her hands...

"Are you addicted?" Maka muttered secretly, "Dumbledore is really generous..."

In Hermione's hand, the exquisite long sword reflected the light of the flames breathed by the Chimera beast from time to time, making people's eyes unconsciously attracted to it.

"Maka?"

Luna next to him suddenly pulled his sleeve and called out softly.

"Don't worry, there are no problems for the time being." He looked at the situation on the field and comforted, "If there is danger, I will help in time."

The most troublesome thing about the Chimera is its never-ending fire breath, extremely strong energy and powerful defense.

There once was a wizard who rode a Pegasus and fought with a Chimera beast for a day and a night. He was forced back by the Chimera beast's flames one after another, and ordinary attacks were unable to do anything to it. It was not until the end that he relied on a magic weapon to cast a spell.

The fireproof spear killed the opponent.

It is said that the wizard finally fell off his Pegasus and died due to exhaustion.

"Harry, the broom is here!"

Just as Maka was observing carefully, Hermione yelled at Harry.

Harry turned around, just in time to see his broomstick rushing out of a certain passage. He hurriedly avoided another fire attack from the Chimera Beast, and turned around to sit on the broomstick that passed by him.

This is a maze area with a ceiling, so it is impossible to fly high. But the broomstick is still very useful. At least Harry will not be so embarrassed in avoiding it.

He lowered his body, brushed past a blaze of flames, then turned around and rushed towards Hermione.

"Catch it!"

Hermione threw the Sword of Gryffindor to Harry.

It could be seen that they must have practiced it many times, and Harry caught it very steadily this time. When he stood up with the sword in his hand, Hermione quickly pushed into the maze.

The next second, a flame fell directly on the position where Hermione was just now, and even the thorns of doom around the corner were scorched by the powerful flame.

Seeing that Hermione had hid in time, Harry finally had no worries. He shouted loudly, used his skill of dodging Bludgers, and nimbly swam among the continuous flames.

He was getting closer to Chimeramon little by little.

However, Chimairamon is not so easy to deal with.

It suddenly roared, the lion's head flicked, and the flames "splashed" at Harry in sheets, forcing him to pull up the broomstick and fly backwards for a distance.

The Chimera beast's flames were so hot that Harry felt like the ends of his hair were about to be ignited. If it was rubbed, wouldn't it immediately turn into a ball of charcoal?

But the battle had to continue, because Ron was still waiting behind the magic barrier on the opposite side!

Another sudden advance, the broomstick took Harry across several arcs, trying to approach the Chimera again while avoiding the flames.

When the Chimera tried to repeat its trick and once again sprayed a rain of fire, Harry stood up suddenly, almost skimming along the top of the thorns, and circled the Chimera at an extremely fast speed.

behind the beast.

But he didn't expect that the back of the Chimaira beast was not a blind spot.

I saw it flick its tail, and the powerful force hit Harry directly in front of him. He reacted very quickly, raised his broom and tried to turn over to avoid the whip of the dragon's tail, but unexpectedly, he still missed by a tiny bit.

The end of the dragon's tail rubbed against the branch at the end of the broom, and with a soft clatter, the broomstick lost control and rushed straight towards the thorn hedge on one side.

Seeing that the Chimera roared again, it opened its huge mouth at the position where Harry landed, and the flames in its throat had already reached its mouth.

"Flying sand and flying rocks."

Maka stretched out her wand and hit the Chimera's head in time, causing the flames to fall on another location, saving Harry from the fate of being roasted into a skewer.

"It's really hard..."

His spell was quite powerful, but he just tilted his head and was not injured at all. In terms of its defense against magic, it seemed to be higher than the basilisk.

"Harry, are you okay?"

While Maka was continuously firing magic spells and circling the Chimeramon, she asked loudly to Harry who fell in the corner.

"Oh - Maka?" Harry reluctantly got up and said with difficulty, "Thank you... I feel like my ribs are broken... uh... um..."

"Then -" Maka said, suddenly feeling something was wrong. He quickly swung a magic beam towards the Chimera Beast and turned around hastily.