harry potter book of crimes

After handing over the power and responsibility of overall planning to Hermione, and making sure that she was indeed competent, Maka naturally became idle all of a sudden.

Of course, saying "leisure" is actually only relative.

Although many complicated but necessary things are handled by Hermione, Mrs. Maxim and the three major families, when Maka's fighting ability and his extraordinary magic knowledge are needed, everyone still has to come.

Ask him for advice, or simply ask him to take action directly.

But overall, Makata does have a lot of personal time these days.

It's a pity that at the moment, there is a disaster and a counterattack is imminent. Even if there are really not too many complicated and mundane things to be busy with, it is impossible for him to really relax.

Whenever the night gets dark, apart from Sarah, who has been following him with the alchemy doll most of the time recently, only Luna will come and have a cup of Gordig root tea with him from time to time.

I chatted with him for a while.

Apart from that, in most of his free time, Maka only does one thing - that is, spread out his magic notebook on the table, then bury his head in bed, and keep writing, writing,

Write.

Until one day, those familiar faces finally appeared from outside the tent again, and then walked in one after another and displayed them in front of his table.

Some of these faces have solemn expressions, some are slightly nervous, some have firm eyes, some are shrewd and reserved... Of course, there are also those like Harry who slightly tilt their heads and focus their eyes elsewhere, and still haven't looked at him directly.

The people who planned it were also among them.

As more and more people gathered in the camp, the place gradually became crowded, even with the expansion of the Traceless Stretch Curse.

In the end, even though almost only those who were familiar with Maka came in, there was no room left inside, so those who came a few steps late had no choice but to stay outside the door.

Maka naturally knew about the arrival of so many people at the desk, but even though he was being watched by so many pairs of eyes, he still kept writing and drawing without stopping.

The unique rustling sound of the pen dipped in ink across the refined parchment echoed in the quiet space of the tent. For some reason, it brought an inexplicable sense of security to everyone present.

However, everyone gathered here early in the morning, obviously not just to find some sense of security. Finally, Hermione, who was standing at the front of the crowd, spoke first, as if with a little regret, but also

The silence was broken with such determination.

"Maka."

She didn't say any more unnecessary nonsense, because she knew very well that Maka definitely understood the reason why she appeared here with everyone.

…

"despair."

A long paragraph of text finally came to an end with this inconspicuous light meal. Maka pinched the barrel of the quill and let the ink seep slightly on the paper along the fine texture, making that point look like

A bit arrogant.

After a pause, he casually let go of the pen, and while the quill slowly flew towards the ink bottle, he raised his head——

This was the first time that he discovered so intuitively, "Oh! It turns out that I have already met so many people without knowing it?"

A dull, strange sense of accomplishment suddenly enveloped him, making him feel a little satisfied.

"Is it time yet?"

After scanning the crowd for a while, Maka's eyes focused on Hermione again, and then he asked like this.

Hermione in front of her heard this and immediately replied:

"Rather than saying 'time's up', it's better to say - yes, we are all ready."

"What a good news," Maka smiled, "it's faster than I expected."

Hearing his words, Hermione didn't say anything else, but just let out a slight "hum". She didn't know if it was just perfunctory, or if it had some other meaning.

Maka didn't go into details, but closed the notebook and held it in her hand. Then she stepped away from the chair and stood up, walked around the desk, and came to everyone step by step.

Everyone's eyes followed his movements slightly, until he suddenly stood still in front of Harry.

"Do you feel okay? It looks like you are recovering well." Maka looked at Harry and said.

In the previous battle with Herbo on the eastern German defense line, Harry was seriously injured, and even because of Herbo's special magic, there were hidden dangers left in the wound that were difficult to eradicate.

Fortunately, after coming back, he happened to meet Maka waking up from the ice coffin, and with the help of his in-depth study of the rules of the soul, he successfully eliminated the hidden danger of his injury.

Hearing Maka standing in front of him and asking, Harry finally turned his head to look at him, and then he gave an answer with the same gentle hum as Hermione just now.

Of course, Maka didn't actually need Harry's personal reply. How was the latter's recovery from his injuries? Not only did he successfully master the rules of the soul, but also the group of "living zombie friends" who had just arrived a few days ago.

”, which can also be seen at a glance.

After a brief nod, regardless of Harry still maintaining a slightly awkward posture there, Maka took two more steps to the side and came to Willie.

"Is there any response from Mr. Blois?" he lowered his head and asked.

When he asked this question, Willy was also looking up at him. Seeing him asking about her father, the silver-haired girl immediately shook her head, then tugged on the wide brim of her hat that blocked her vision and said: "

My father said he was going to a manor in Croatia for a vacation."

"I understand." Maka nodded slightly in realization.

He did understand that Mr. Blois, who was still in his prime, had finally decided to give up his position as head of the family to his daughter. But the father who doted on his daughter was not at ease, so

He still retains his position as the head of the family, and lets the old housekeeper continue to assist Willie in taking over a large family that he has temporarily lost.

Maka even felt that even his words about vacation were false, and maybe he was secretly peeking somewhere right now!

With this thought in mind, he took a few more steps to the side and came to one... no, two slightly unfamiliar figures.

"Miss Geofine?"

"Is there any problem?" Safina on the left glared at him without hesitation, "Or are we sisters so insignificant in your eyes that we didn't even leave any impression on you, so you don't remember them?"

Ursula, who was standing next to her, didn't say anything, but just looked at Maka steadily.

"How could it be?" Maka smiled again, shook her head and said, "Even if I were blind, I wouldn't be able to recognize you - especially you, Safina, with your outstanding performance some time ago,

It taught me how far a person who keeps his word can go for a transactional commitment... So I just want to say, 'Thank you'!"