harry potter book of crimes

"'It's a pity that you are not its real owner after all'... Is that what you want to say, Ms. Kern?"

That reassuring voice sounded from outside the auditorium door at this moment.

Perhaps it was just because the owner of the voice had a habit of pronouncing every word in his words accurately and distinctly. Although it was not loud, it was enough for everyone who was still awake in the hall to hear clearly.

This naturally includes the witch Kern in the center of the auditorium who has just been exposed to modern English.

So Kern raised his head again, gently and casually moved the hair in front of his eyes slightly behind his ears, and at the same time turned his gaze towards the direction from which the sound came.

The complex and gloomy sky above the castle made the light outside far less intense than before, but compared with the interior, it still seemed a bit dazzling when suddenly looked over. At this moment, there was a person standing at the door, which blocked the dazzling brilliance.

It went away a little, but the figure was bathed in the light and became faintly visible.

But this obviously does not hinder Kern's vision.

"Oh, so you know it too?" Witch Kern looked directly at the figure at the door and asked with interest, "Then why don't you let it be held in the hands of the owner who really deserves it?

?Allowing a person who can't make it exert its full power to swing it reluctantly is not only disrespectful to the sword, but also a blasphemy to the efforts of the unqualified person, don't you think? After witnessing

Is this... um, 'Mr. Potter'...? After witnessing the child's struggle just now, I can even imagine how much effort he spent holding this sharp sword, and faced with it again and again.

How many shackles did he have to bear - since you also know the choice of the sword itself, then he shouldn't have to go through the pain and struggle again and again... I originally thought that you and him were 'friends', but it turned out that I

Is there a misunderstanding?”

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Kern's words were directed at people's hearts. Not to mention the "man" at the door, at least when Harry, who was still standing in the middle aisle, heard it, his already gloomy face

Go up, and immediately showed a stunned and stunned expression.

"I... am not its real owner? What do you mean?" Harry suddenly turned around, perhaps because he used too much force, causing his feet to stumble, "M... Maka, what does this mean?"

Am I not the true owner of the Sword of Gryffindor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, perhaps because he was being stared at by Harry, the figure who had only been standing outside the door finally took a light step and walked in from the outside.

There was only one step away from the door, but it was enough for the melting light to recede behind him like a tide. While the outline was instantly clear, the figure's posture and appearance finally became clear.

Maka McClain is a calm young man with a slightly thin figure, but always gives people a unique sense of security.

"Well... I don't know why, but recently I always feel particularly clear about some old memories hidden in the nooks and crannies..."

Maka raised her left hand and scratched her head, complaining casually without any tension, then turned to look at Harry in front of her and said:

"Remember what I said? I don't think what Mr. Ollivander has been saying about 'the wand chooses the wizard' is correct! And the same thing about 'who is the true master of the sword?'

, just sounds boring enough, right? Harry, I don’t think you are someone who will be bound by the so-called ‘fate’...”

"Destiny?" Harry was stunned for a moment when he was told this.

"Yes!" On the opposite side, Maka shrugged and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter what I tell you - the Sword of Gryffindor, also known as the Sword of Recklessness... its so-called 'real master' in this era is Nana.

Power."

"Na, Neville."

This time it was not only Harry, but also Hermione, who was still trying to pretend to be stunned and keep a low profile in the distance, and Luna, who had been lying on the ground and only moved "smallly" a few times after falling.

I couldn't help but look up in a certain direction.

That was Neville, Neville Longbottom, the surprising and truly qualified person for the Sword of Gryffindor who was suddenly mentioned in Maka's mouth. He was lying there right now, and it seemed that until now

He is still in a coma.

However, what is said to be "surprising" is actually...

"Neville...?" Harry paused for a few seconds while looking at Neville, then blinked and said, "Well, Neville?"

This seems, but is not really a surprising thing.

Once upon a time, Harry clearly remembered that he had actually experienced that period of self-doubt. During the period when he could not be recognized by the Sword of Gryffindor, he felt that including Neville and Hermione

...Even Ron, it seemed that as long as he handed over the sword, anyone might be able to get the sword's recognition before him.

And apart from Maka, who has admitted that she cannot pick up the Sword of Gryffindor from the beginning, who among them is most likely to be recognized by the sword? Maybe after knowing that Neville can independently summon such a powerful sword.

Ever since he became the Patronus of Lions - including Harry himself, the candidate in everyone's mind has been Neville!

However, everyone saw Harry's efforts, and Neville had obviously never coveted anything. More importantly, Maka had always been supportive of Harry's efforts.

And also helped him a lot at several critical moments...

"Yes, it is indeed the case." Harry still looked at Maka, but suddenly murmured to himself, "You have indeed always implemented your point of view, and you have always helped me...

...But, Maka? But why did I lose in the end? It was obviously my best performance so far! Maka, tell me, why is this?"

Although Harry's voice was very small, Maka still heard it. But in response to his words, Maka could only shake her head slightly and show a helpless smile.

"Isn't the truth couldn't be simpler? You were misled by her words!" Maka looked at him and said, "That's a gap of more than two thousand years! If it really depends on your and my efforts in a few years,

It can be smoothed out, so why are we bothering here?"

At this point, Maka raised her chin and gestured in the direction behind Harry.

"Speaking of it, Harry! You've been fighting with her for a while, haven't you noticed that she hasn't even been serious with you?"