harry potter book of crimes

"Oh - MacLean, you look like you've grown taller again!"

Remus Lupin was greeted here. He still looked as poor as ever, and it was unknown where he had been during this time.

But at least he seems to be in good spirits, and he should be living a pretty satisfactory life.

"I'm growing, aren't I?" Maka said, pointing to Tonks beside her, "Nymphadora Tonks, the new Auror of the Ministry of Magic, is a rising star in the British wizarding world.

’s new star.”

"Uh...hey, hello! Nifa...huh?" Lupine pondered the name in his mouth for a while, but found that it was really inappropriate to say it out, "Ahem...I am Remus Lupin.

"

"Call me Tonks!"

Obviously, Tonks herself doesn't like this name very much, as it always reminds people of some inappropriate and vulgar epithets①.

"Is Sirius here?"

Maka didn't have time to worry about Tonks' name. He looked into the back room and found that there was indeed someone else inside, but it was obviously not Sirius.

That was a...well...how should I put it? A man who was almost integrated with the darkness!

Uh, okay! In fact, he is just a dark-skinned wizard...

"Shacklebolt?"

Maka was surprised that this elite Auror was actually free to come here in the middle of the night.

How about a man who is bald and becomes stronger! This tall Auror with no hair on his head is, as his name suggests, an expert at catching dark wizards, and he is also quite experienced in other matters.

At this moment, he was leaning on the table writing something. When he heard someone calling his name, he immediately raised his head.

"Mr. MacLean?"

It was the first time for the two of them to meet, but they could be considered to have been known to each other for a long time. Macca had seen the name "Kingsley Shacklebolt" in various event files; as for Shacklebolt,

, the name "Maka McClain" is simply synonymous with "big trouble".

"From today on, I finally don't have to worry about you, Mr. McClain..." Shacklebolt's voice sounded deep and solid, giving people a sense of stability, "After all, we can be regarded as

We are on the same side."

Maka smiled and shrugged, and said slightly apologetically: "I've caused you trouble... but from what I can see, this is probably just the beginning!"

"Oh—that's not pleasant news."

Shacklebolt shook his head slightly, then lowered his head and continued his work. The stronghold here has just been opened recently, and the Order of the Phoenix has only officially restarted today. There are many things that require detailed planning!

At this moment, Tonks grabbed Maka's shoulder and poked her head in, then pulled back.

"Why is he here too?" Tonks stretched out her finger and poked Maka's lower back, muttering softly.

"Isn't it nice to have a boss here to take care of you?" Maka chuckled, "With such a good opportunity, why don't you learn more, Shacklebolt is an elite ranked in the Ministry of Magic.

Auror."

"..." Tonks curled her lips and said, "He is good at everything, but he is too boring."

Maka smiled nonchalantly, and then looked at Lupine again.

"Hey! Let me tell you, what do you think about the proposal I made last time?" he asked, "which is to go to that island to breed magical creatures."

"I think we should wait until the matter here is over!" Lu Ping spread his hands and said, "You are short of manpower here, aren't you?"

"Okay... Oh, that's right! Remember to come here regularly to take potions. I put them all in the medicine cabinet over there." Maka pointed to the other side, then turned around and said, "

Then, it’s time for me to go back to Hogwarts to catch up on some sleep, see you next time!”

"Dear Mr. MacLean, are you leaving now?"

Maka just turned around and saw the house elf Kreacher appearing in front of him wearing a rag as usual.

"Although it's very presumptuous, but old Kreacher thinks that the mistress is not happy to have so many dirty things -"

"Stop complaining, Kreacher." Maka said casually as he passed by it, "If you want Regulus's last wish to be fulfilled, you have to rely on them, do you understand?"

"...Well, by the way, next time I'm free, I'll clean this place up with you... It's too dirty!"

Kreacher shrank his neck, glared at Tonks and Lupin who were standing at the door of the back room, and then stepped aside.

"How can I trouble you? Yes...cleaning...Old Kreacher can do it himself, he can do it..."

Under the extremely respectful gaze of the elf Kreacher, Maka calmly left the old house of the Black family.

"What's going on with that house elf?" Tonks turned around, only to see Lupine looking at the door with a numb expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Lupin?" Tonks asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Well..." Lupine finally came back to his senses when she called him, "That's Kreacher. He has been serving the Black family here since he was a child... You will understand later."

Kreacher doesn't like anyone, and as Sirius's best friend, Lupine has already experienced this - however, this doesn't seem to be a problem for McClane!

When the two of them were about to go into the inner room, the door suddenly opened again. When they looked back, it was Maka who had left and returned.

"By the way, I should remind you..." Maka stood at the gate and ordered inside, "In the next period of time, Voldemort will make many small moves, so you just need to pay more attention."

After saying that, there was another "bang" and the door was closed again.

"...Did he almost forget this most important thing?" Tonks said with a chill.

"Who knows?" Lupine sighed.

Members of Dumbledore's anti-Voldemort organization are reuniting, and Voldemort's Death Eaters are already eager to take action. The turbulent undercurrent that was originally hidden under the calm lake seems to be about to begin to stir.

What is foreseeable is that when the first undercurrent breaks through the water, no matter how weak it is, the ripples will spread to the entire lake at an extremely fast speed, ruthlessly breaking all the tranquility floating on the surface.

If Maka had not taken action in time, once the previous cases of missing persons turned into werewolf murder cases, it would surely have formed the first wave of people feeling in danger.

Maka's current actions are undoubtedly delaying the intensification of conflicts and the outbreak of chaos.

As long as all undercurrents remain undercurrents, even if they are ready to move and are unstoppable, false peace can still bring him a period of peace.

Yes!

In order to be able to contact the Monument of Bewilderment in a nearly perfect state, in order to eliminate possible dangers without any doubt, he still needs time, and the more the better...

This night, Maka hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly, but still only managed to get three hours of sleep.

It was not because he loved learning and research that he gave up the time to sleep in, but because someone came to Durmstrang's ship to look for him early the next morning.

"...Professor Moody?"

When Mad-Eye came to the cabin without saying a word, Maka was already sitting on the edge of the bed with a wand in hand. He was rubbing his eyes vigorously and yawning loudly.

"Do you still have time to sleep? The perpetrator came to your door..." Mad-Eye muttered angrily, "Come with me quickly, go to the principal's office..."

"The victim?"

Maka waved her magic wand, and the clothes hanging on the hangers were put on him one by one, and she tied the belt herself. Then, he reached out and buckled the medicine bag and sundry bag on the table around his waist.

Then he followed Mad-Eye onto the deck.

"Barty Crouch." Mad-Eye said casually, walking forward with a cane and leaning on his cane, "You're a pretty ruthless kid. You've done this kind of thing more than once, haven't you?"

Maka quickly followed him, smiling bitterly and shaking her head.

"I hope it can be avoided a few times. After all, seeing a life disappear under one's hands... not everyone can be happy." He curled his lips and said, "From this aspect, I can be a complete and utter person."

It’s not easy to be a Death Eater.”

"Hmph... Only when you know how to fear death will you become stronger." Mad-Eye said disdainfully, "Those bastards obviously can't understand this truth."

"You can really tell a few truths casually?" Maka couldn't help but complain, "From a magical point of view, this is really the case..."

Only a strong spirit can breed powerful matter. Even the learning and application of rule runes starts with understanding the spirit.

In this world, all magic cannot escape from this basic theory, but each wizard's understanding of it is always different.

During the casual conversation, the two of them soon arrived at the door of the principal's office.

When the door was quietly opened, Maka immediately saw the current Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic - Barty Crouch, I.

Compared with the meticulously dressed Mr. Crouch whom we saw at the opening of the Triwizard Tournament, he is now standing in the principal's office with a hunched back.

The color is beyond words.

Having lost his son "again", he is no longer as calm as before. He is old after all.

"Mr. Crouch."

Maka walked to him calmly and solemnly, leaning slightly towards him, showing the awareness he should have.

No matter how evil Barty Crouch Jr. is or how much he devotes himself to Voldemort, he is still a father's child after all. Even if his father has always been incompetent, Maka should express herself at this time

of apology.

"I am the one who sent your child away with my own hands."

Maka told the truth without any hesitation or humility.