harry potter book of crimes

The sky is still very gloomy, as if it is going to rain at any time. A thin mist has risen on the sea, and the air at the seaside has become more moist and sticky, almost making people feel as if it has already started to rain.

The illusion of rain.

When Maka came to the beach, another sea breeze happened to spread out from the sea, and it also brought a slight coolness.

Except for the lighthouse not far away and the pier further away, there is nothing on the nearby coast. Therefore, the few figures in front of the numerous reefs are even more eye-catching, and you don’t even need to perceive them.

Ability can be seen with just one glance.

Hermione's condition didn't look good. Even if her back was facing this way at the moment, Maka could feel it from the slightly drooped back of her shoulders. She seemed to be tightly bound by complex and contradictory emotions.

.

This was probably the reason why she fled to the beach and failed to see him right away...because she wasn't ready yet.

However, it was impossible for her to sort out her thoughts and resolve the emotions in her heart - Maka knew this deeply, so he came.

"Hermione."

Amidst the sound of waves lapping against the rocks, a familiar...yet slightly unfamiliar voice suddenly interspersed in, causing Sirius, Ron and others who were standing around Hermione to pause.

Then everyone looked back at the same time after a moment of stiffness.

Except Hermione.

Maka gave a smile to the faces that had become more resolute after being tempered. After nodding in greeting, she turned her attention again to the face that even though she was immersed in confusion, she still straightened her spine.

, his stubborn back is always highlighted.

"Hermione, did you cut your hair?"

no answer.

Not only did Hermione not answer, but even with the exception of Sirius, the eyes of the other friends who had turned to look this way also contained various complicated and unspeakable expressions, and they were definitely not even close to each other.

Maka, who had already learned a lot about the situation from Sarah before coming here, can naturally understand the reason. To a certain extent, at this time, Ron and others did not show wariness and hostility in their eyes, so this was probably the reason.

This is already a very rare thing!

After all, even if Sarah had reservations just now, the faint magic fluctuations emitted by Ron's alchemical prosthetic limbs could not escape Maka's perception - it seemed that they had experienced the same thing in the disaster area on the other side.

Each battle was much more tragic than what Sarah described.

But they...especially Ron, when facing Maka who woke up inexplicably during the funeral, the feeling of alienation they showed was still not as good as the feeling of trust hidden deep in their hearts.

The hesitation and confusion caused by it.

I believe Hermione is the same in this regard! Although she still has her back turned to this side and refuses to look back, the more this happens, the more it proves that her inner struggle is actually even worse than that of Ron and others.

.

"Okay!" Maka paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said in a sincere tone, "If you don't want to go back, just don't go back! It's okay. But I still want to say... I'm back, I'm sorry.

, let you, let you all worry."

Hermione still didn't speak or make any movement. She just stood by the rock, like a statue untouched by external objects.

Only the sea breeze kept blowing and stirring her hair, which had become a little short but still fluffy, as if she was trying her best to tell Maka who was watching her that she was deeply depressed, that she could not throw away no matter what.

of longing.

"Well," Maka paused again, and then said, "Then let me go and see Harry first! I heard from Sarah that he was seriously injured in the battle with Halbo before... The sword of Gryffindor

Maybe I can help deal with the remaining power of the rules so that he can recover faster..."

"Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

Finally, at the moment when Maka moved her steps, Hermione finally spoke. Although she still hadn't turned back to look at Maka, her voice followed the salty sea breeze.

He brushed against Maka's ear.

It was slightly cool, with a hint of awe, and the accusation seemed to be overflowing, but in the end it could not hide the trembling hidden in it.

And it was at that moment that Maka moved her right foot first and then stopped again.

"I know I owe you more than one explanation."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but no matter what, Hermione was finally willing to speak, which was a good thing.

"But to be honest, there are some things that I haven't figured out yet; and there are some things that I'm afraid I really can't explain to you."

Hearing Maka's words, Hermione may not be able to bear it anymore and turned her head sharply. She glared at Maka fiercely and only turned half of her body to express the obsession that remained in her heart.

The scowl on her face even more fully explained her annoyance at the moment.

"What do you mean?" she said loudly.

But here, facing Hermione's anger, Maka sighed.

"It just so happens that there is one thing that no longer needs to be kept secret. Let me talk about it as an example!"

After saying this, Maka sorted out her thoughts for a while, and then seemed to be immersed in some unforgettable memory, telling Hermione and others word by word like telling a story.

"It was when we were still in school together at Hogwarts Castle. One night, I gently knocked on the door of Ravenclaw Tower——"

This was the first time that Maka fully told everyone about the secret of entering Rowena's secret room and accepting the inheritance to become the so-called "candidate".

From the time he first obtained the Scroll of Truth and came into contact with the runes of rules, he recounted his doubts and confusion when facing Rowena Ravenclaw's prophecy of disaster, and his anxiety when he and Professor Dumbledore tacitly agreed to keep it secret and planned an action together.

and uneasiness, the thrill and caution when digging and collecting items that are manifestations of evil, the shock and confusion when meeting Rowena's husband and knowing part of the truth...

Each of those intricate and bizarre experiences, full of danger and terror, were turned into words and presented one by one in front of several friends and Sirius.

Until the end, the meteorite and Haierbo arrived as expected, Hogwarts Castle was reduced to ruins, and Maca's slowly speaking speed made the whole story seem to have come to an end.

But that was not the end after all, or in other words, it seems more like a real beginning now.

"...What exactly is the 'disaster' that Rowena refers to? At the time, I thought it was probably this, right? But obviously, now it seems that it is nothing at all!" Maka

He frowned and said slowly, "After some time, I finally found the seventh magic item that contained the rules of mortal sin - it was under the ruins of the school castle, in Hufflepuff's secret room.

It’s a box.”

"A box that must never be opened, but will definitely be opened..."