harry potter book of crimes

“Tuk tuk tuk”

When Maka was sitting at her desk in the study room, concentrating on searching for information, there was a sudden knock on the door.

After he said "come in" without raising his head, Lena walked in holding a letter and gently handed the envelope to Maka's hand.

"Mr. McClane, it's a letter from Hogwarts." Lena said.

"Hogwarts?" Maka was stunned for a moment, and the quill that was writing rapidly in her hand couldn't help but stop, "When was it sent? Just now?"

"Yes." Lena nodded.

Maka took the envelope, turned it over and over, then picked up the letter opener from the table and picked out the wax seal with the Hogwarts coat of arms printed on it.

The person who wrote this letter was Dumbledore. Both the format and the wording seemed quite formal. If Maka remembered correctly, this was probably the most formal letter Dumbledore had sent him since the admission notice.

A letter came.

However, the content is really puzzling.

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dear Mr. Macca McClain:

The letter has been read.

Your wishes are generally understood by our school, and I have personally heard of your reputation and academic achievements. If you are free, I would like to have lunch with you at the school restaurant at 12 noon on the day when the letter is received. I believe that you will also be visiting today.

Those guests will also be happy for your arrival.

If possible, I would also like to take a short walk with you after the meal to enjoy the colorful scenery of the campus garden.

Looking forward to your arrival.

Yours sincerely

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

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If this letter fell into the hands of others, both friends and foes would be confused, but Maka nodded clearly.

"Lena, wait a minute!"

Seeing that she was almost reaching the door, Maka hurriedly called out to her.

"Is there anything else, sir?" Lena turned around and asked calmly.

"Lunch is being prepared, right?" Maka said, "No need for my share, I have to go out at noon - you and Mrs. Weasley should also talk about it!"

"Okay, sir." Lena nodded slightly, then opened the door and left.

After the door gently closed again, Maka looked up at the clock on the wall, then stood up and walked towards the door on the side of the study.

Behind that is a small hallway that leads directly to the bedroom, but Maka often spends the night in the study and usually doesn't go to the bedroom to sleep.

So even though Maka has lived here for a while, the door has hardly been opened a few times.

"Click"

Turning the door handle casually, Maka walked straight through the short hallway and came to a bedroom that was not that big.

In the past, this room was actually only used as a lounge attached to the study. In fact, its use seems to have hardly changed now.

Walking to the closet on the side of the bedroom, Maka reached out and opened the door, and took out a set of clothes that she had barely worn.

“Let’s just think of today as a preview!”

As he spoke, he pulled out his wand and waved it gently. The old wizard's robe automatically untied its belt and buttons, and began to twist like a snake...

Not long after, some members of the Order of the Phoenix, as well as Harry, Hermione, Ron and others who were sitting in the reception room downstairs working on documents, heard regular footsteps on the stairs.

Probably because there have been so many people living here recently, everyone has become accustomed to the sound of footsteps, so almost everyone doesn't pay attention.

Only Hermione immediately turned her head and looked towards the door.

"Listen to the footsteps, it's Maka!" she said excitedly.

"How did you hear that?" Ron glanced at the door, then looked at Hermione meaningfully.

"Among the people who live here, only Maka and Lena's footsteps are very steady, and Lena's walking is even lighter...so, it must be Maka!"

Hermione didn't notice Ron's expression at all. She just stared at the door and explained casually.

"...I really admire you." Ron shrugged, "You can hear this...eh?"

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Maka who had just appeared at the door with her mouth wide open. She was so surprised that she even forgot to say the second half of the sentence.

"Maka, what are you..." Hermione also said in surprise.

After the two of them were shocked, everyone in the reception room turned their heads, and then all of them stared.

The person standing at the door of the reception room at this moment is definitely not the Maka who usually seems very casual when talking and doing things.

Especially the exquisite dark wizard robes he wears, no matter the style or workmanship, every detail highlights a low-key luxury.

Not to mention the extremely high-level design, just looking at the dark green material that is as dense as scales faintly glowing in the sunlight is enough for people to understand that it is not any kind of fabric at all.

As for what it was, no one present knew it.

"I'm going out for a while. If there's anything important, let Mafa contact me - it knows where I am." Maka smiled and nodded, then continued, "Is there anything else you can do now?"

"No, it's nothing important for the moment." Sirius said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to attend a... um..." Maka thought for a moment and said, "Private lunch?"

"Oh, okay!" Sirius looked at him doubtfully for a few times, then nodded inexplicably, "The way you are dressed, I thought you were going to attend some international award ceremony for the most outstanding wizard!"

"Really?" Maka said with a smile, "When you say that, I feel relieved... I was also worried about whether this outfit could suppress the situation!"

He paused, then turned around and said, "Then I'll leave first!"

Everyone watched Maka leave with strange eyes. After hearing the sound of the door closing, they all turned their heads and looked at each other.

"This is the first time I've seen Maka dressed so meticulously..." Ron's surprise still hadn't dissipated, and he said with a surprised look on his face.

"I bet that wizard robe is extremely expensive!" Mundungus expressed his envy unabashedly with exaggerated movements.

At the same time, Tonks suddenly asked mischievously: "Isn't Maclean very rich?"

"Stop discussing it," Sirius waved his hand and said, "That set of wizard robes is probably custom-made, and no matter how much you discuss it, nothing will come of it... When did McClane start playing pure-blood wizards?

Got a set?"

…

At twelve o'clock at noon, Maka appeared at the gate of Hogwarts on time. The moment he emerged from the twisted space, he stuffed the gun in his hand into the wizard's robe at an extremely fast speed.

in pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he faced Snape who was waiting at the door without changing his expression.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape." Maka nodded to Snape seriously.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Maclean." Snape's mouth twitched, "Please go this way——"

When the two of them walked side by side toward the castle, Snape kept looking straight ahead, but he never stopped talking.

"You are really 'low-key'!" Snape lowered his voice.

"The next period of time will be special... My age is already a weakness. In order to control the scene, I have to show some momentum that is in line with mainstream concepts, right?" Maka also remained calm.

replied.

"Clothes are only superficial after all." Snape said, unable to help but snort.

"I understand this," Maka nodded slightly, "but in the face of real strength, it is just the envy of the pure-blood family! Professor, if you are willing to disclose part of the research results..."

"I don't have time to think about that now," Snape curled his lips and said, "But what you said is right. If there is a chance..."

"I am willing to help my future child's godfather." Maka said jokingly.

But Snape just chuckled inexplicably and didn't say anything more.

Soon, the two came to the door of the auditorium. Maka casually glanced inside, only to find that many people were already inside.

In fact, this was a private lunch hosted by Dumbledore himself.

Since it is not truly official in nature, and the invitation letters to other guests did not bear the name Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, today's luncheon can actually be said to be a public event for private use.

However, this is a luncheon hosted by Dumbledore after all. Even though most of the people in the auditorium have a certain status and voice in the wizarding world, no one will care too much about it.

In other words, people who care about these trivial matters will not be invited by Dumbledore today.

In the auditorium, Maka has recognized many familiar faces, but most of them are relatively unfamiliar guests.

He said goodbye to Snape briefly at the door, and then walked towards the auditorium with calm and precise steps.

Speaking of which, although the wizard robe he wore today had already been praised by people in the Order of the Phoenix, it was no longer so conspicuous in this auditorium.

Snape had a point when he said he was "low-key".

Because among those extremely luxurious pure-blood wizards, the emphasis on clothing has even surpassed the pursuit of magic. Those pure-blood families who only care about face but not dignity have changed into this vain tone since then.

.

Compared with them, Maka's wizard robe does not look "high-profile" at all at first glance.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Under the gaze of many people, Maka walked calmly to the deepest part of the auditorium with a smile on her face, where Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the guest chair, chatting softly with Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, Mr. Maclean." Dumbledore raised his head and greeted cordially, "I'm glad you can come to this luncheon. How are you doing recently?"

"It's not bad! I'm very excited to have the honor to attend your private banquet - you see, I came here without lunch today!" The smile on Maka's face did not change, but she told a cold joke.