harry potter book of crimes

As soon as Maka stepped into the study, she immediately discovered the two black flame-like shadows in Voldemort's eyes.

Although the "Book of Sin" does not mention it in detail, this obvious inhuman characteristic is probably inseparable from the influence of the Monument of Bewitchment.

Under the silent gaze of everyone, Maka calmly walked to the end of the table and sat down, facing Voldemort at the head.

"Good evening, everyone." He even smiled at the others.

Just when the atmosphere became more solemn, Voldemort's cold gaze came straight towards Maka.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Voldemort's voice was still slightly hoarse, and the tone was much deeper than before.

It can be seen that he is very unhappy now, as if he is a poisonous snake that is ready to attack, and may choose someone to bite at any time, and inject the venom from its fangs into the other person's body without restraint.

But Maka was still smiling, as if she didn't care at all about Voldemort's intimidating aura.

"You mean the tentative plan for the second project?" He shook his head slightly and said, "No plan is perfect. When things changed, I stopped Barty Jr. from rebelling. I think you should also thank me.

I'm right."

"Rebellion?" Voldemort's expression remained unchanged and he stared at Maka and asked, "Barty Crouch Jr.?"

"Why do you think he can survive until this year?" Maka said with a chuckle, "In Azkaban, he should have died long ago, but the fact is that he is still alive..."

"...I think you already understand what's going on, right?"

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and the beating black flames in his pupils became more intense, indicating that his inner activities were intensifying.

"Is he a traitor?" Voldemort said solemnly, "Is he Dumbledore's man?"

Maka did not answer Voldemort's rhetorical question, but put her hand on her waist, and then slid a letter along the long table in front of Voldemort.

"Before he died, he thought that I did not belong to either you or Dumbledore -" he said, "This is a suicide note he wrote to his father, and he asked me to deliver it to his father.

You can have a look."

However, Voldemort did not open the envelope immediately, but stretched out his hand to press it. His upper body leaned forward slightly, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made all the Death Eaters feel a chill in their backs.

"Suicide note? Evidence?" Voldemort said coldly, "Do you think I will believe you based on just a few pieces of paper and a few lines of words?"

At this point, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then continued: "Do you need me to tell you how little Barty..."

"Bertha Jorkins, that stupid woman from the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, am I right?" Maka chuckled and said first, "Yes, you broke the powerful forgetting spell and got the little girl.

The news that Barty was controlled at home by his father using the Imperius Curse... Well, of course, there is also the Triwizard Tournament..."

"But," he changed his voice, "do you think a piece of information that comes to your door easily is more valuable than these pieces of paper? I don't think there is much difference..."

Bertha Jorkins suddenly lost contact with her while on holiday in Albania, and the matter was still causing a stir in the Ministry of Magic for a while!

It was only after Maka heard about this incident that she remembered that there was such a thing.

Opposite him, Voldemort's eyes were still cold.

He didn't say anything more, but opened the envelope first, took out two thin pieces of letter paper, and spread them out on the smooth table.

As Voldemort read and identified, time passed bit by bit, and the wall clock on the wall ticked regularly, making the silence even more breathless.

In fact, there is not much reliable information to capture in the contents of the suicide note, most of which are just his confession to his father.

But there was one sentence that caught Voldemort's attention:

"...Father, you must be wary of Dumbledore."

A few minutes seems like years to most people.

After all, that tentative attack on Hogwarts Castle ended with no progress. Even though the main fault should be attributed to Maka, such a group of people didn't even touch the gate of Hogwarts.

, everyone must be punished together.

Finally, Voldemort finished reading the suicide note, and then he threw the letter aside.

In his youth, Voldemort had a handsome appearance and erect features. Even though black flames were looming in his pupils now, it gave him an even more evil look.

At this moment, the young-looking Dark Lord frowned slightly, with a hint of understanding on his face.

"...be wary of Dumbledore." He chewed this sentence gently, feeling more and more the reality this letter brought to him.

For people like Tom Riddle, he can understand the so-called "good and evil", but "fraternity" like Dumbledore is an existence that he cannot understand at all.

So, what is the significance of Dumbledore's various actions in his opinion?

There is no doubt that it is "hypocrisy"!

Maka's so-called "suicide note" was full of nonsense. Only the sentence that Voldemort noticed was the content that he really wanted to show Voldemort.

And just such a paradoxical statement exactly confirmed Voldemort's speculation about Dumbledore.

"Hmph, what a rebel. It seems that old Barty has some useable value..." Voldemort said in a solemn tone, "So, little Barty was planning to hinder your internal response operation?"

Maka shook her head and said: "He was indeed instigated by Dumbledore and planned to stop me, but I found out... But during the game, I fell into Dumbledore's backhand and was trapped.

Deep in the maze."

Even the audience doesn't know exactly what happened in the maze, and it's not up to them to make up whatever they want.

Voldemort closed his eyes and thought for a moment, but just when everyone thought that the matter was almost finalized, they saw him suddenly open his eyes, grab the wand, and shoot a green light towards Maka.

How powerful the deterrent effect of the Death Curse was, at this moment, it was clearly revealed on the green faces of all the Death Eaters.

This green magic light beam was so fast that the distance between the two ends of the long table was not that far away. Others didn't even have time to think. The beam of light had already cut through the air and arrived in front of Maka.

But Maka seemed to have been waiting for this lightning-quick blow.

I saw that he had already held the wand in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly reached back and lifted it up, and an invisible regular rune quietly flashed across the tip of the wand.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present felt a chill that penetrated into their bones very intuitively.

Frost, snow-white frost!

The ice crystal frost formed by the condensation of water vapor in the air, with the tip of Maca's wand as the center point, quickly spread to the long table, the floor, the bookshelf, the sofa, and even the roof...

In just the blink of an eye, half of the study room where Maka was located was shrouded in a fine layer of frost.

The green light pillar of the Death Curse, which was the key target, was quickly frozen over the long table, and the crystal icicle spread rapidly towards Voldemort in an instant.

Voldemort reacted quickly. He hurriedly flicked his wand and stopped the killing curse. The green icicles fell on the long table piece by piece, breaking into pieces of ice.

Compared with the original use of Phoenician runes to forcefully mobilize the rule runes, this application method really allows the rule runes representing cooling to play their due role.

The rule that even the magic flow can be cooled and frozen is undoubtedly extremely powerful. But correspondingly, when using the rule runes, Maka's magic power consumption is really not that high.

The magic power he consumed in just this moment was enough to be worth three or five life-killing spells.

Although it is still more of a deterrent than a practical value, it is time for him to think about how to increase his magic power reserve.

But there is no doubt that at this moment, he definitely made everyone, including Voldemort, feel great pressure.

What level of power is this that can cover almost half of the study room with a layer of snow-white frost in an instant?

The Death Eaters couldn't help but look up and around. The one close to Maka reached out and patted the frost and snow on his body. The shock and fear in his eyes were beyond words.

Voldemort, on the other hand, didn't say a word at this time. He just stared into Maka's eyes, as if trying to see something in them.

But Maka still smiled, sitting calmly on the chair and letting Voldemort examine her.

"What...what power is this?"

From Voldemort's hoarse voice, Maka could hear the deeply hidden desire.

"Before I answer your question, I think I need to ask you a question first -" he said with a smile, "Dark Lord, is the way to greet guests in your hometown is to use Avada Kedavra on guests?"

Maka actually knew very well that the reason why Voldemort suddenly rose up was just to test him.

If he didn't take it, he would be dead, and Voldemort wouldn't care much about it; but if he reluctantly took it, or avoided it, it would be a very good attack.

But Voldemort never thought that Maka could easily defeat his army, and the momentum was not as huge as usual.

This... is a bit embarrassing.

However, Voldemort, who had the Bewitching Monument as his trump card, did not think that he would really be unable to resist him. But at least, in his eyes, Maka already had the strength to talk to him on an equal footing.

Regarding this point, even if Voldemort didn't want to admit it, subconsciously he was still a little more cautious than before.

"No..." Voldemort said with a rare smile, "I just want to confirm whether you have the strength to be my ally."

Maka nodded and put the wand aside.

"In this case, we should also talk about... the details of the final event of the Triwizard Tournament..."