harry potter book of crimes

"...I wonder if you came to me for something?"

Under Maka's questioning, Ms. Saint Guina, who had always looked provocative, suddenly became quiet, and the expression on her face became slightly more serious.

Of course, the laziness unique to vampires still remains more or less.

"Actually, I really didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. McClain..."

Hearing his name blurted out by the other party, Maka raised his eyebrows in surprise - he couldn't remember when he mentioned his name.

Seeing that Maca didn't speak, Saint Guina couldn't help but sigh.

"Well... First of all, let me introduce myself seriously..." She said softly, "Although I have said it before, let me say it again, my name is 'Nisraine Saintguina'...

...The female vampire 'Camila Santaguina' who bathed in the blood of the girl I just mentioned is my mother."

"Oh -" Maka was not interested in asking why her last name was after her mother, but just said casually, "I am honored to know you."

"No, I guess this is nothing worthy of your 'honour', is it?" Saint Guinna shook his head.

Yes, judging from the content recorded in the history of magic, it is indeed no honor to be able to know the descendants of "Camilla Saint Guinna".

To put it bluntly, he is just a criminal who kills crazily for the blood of young girls. There are dozens of victims among wizards alone, and there are hundreds of Muggle victims.

It is precisely because of this amazing deed that the female vampire named "Camila Santaguina" was also featured on the Chocolate Frog card, adding a significant touch to the reputation of vampires.

Of course, that is obviously a "black" thing.

But as far as Maka is concerned, he doesn't have much feeling about it. As long as he doesn't get messed with, he will only think that no matter what, he will be fine!

"That was three or four hundred years ago. Does it have anything to do with you?" He said nonchalantly, "Compared with that, what I'm more curious about is - do you know me?"

"Oh, of course, that's right -" Saint Guina nodded, "In fact, 'we' had a relatively large gathering not long ago..."

She said, looking deeply at Maka.

"I think... you should know what happened?"

Maka also looked at her, her sapphire blue eyes seemed to be unusually deep.

"Hmm...is it Voldemort?" In this situation, he could only think of this reason.

As expected, Saint Guina nodded slightly, confirming his guess.

"Some of the 'big men' in your clan accepted his invitation, right?" Maka continued.

When the other party didn't nod immediately, but hesitated for a moment, he seemed to have noticed something.

"It seems... there is a disagreement?" he said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Deis is indeed right, you are indeed very smart - yes, there are differences among us, and some people are tempted by the conditions given by 'him'." Saint Guina said cautiously, "Although that

It only accounts for a small part of the clan members, but unfortunately, some of them are relatively senior clan members..."

"This is understandable," Maka said clearly, "Looking at the history of modern magic, the further back in time, the worse the relationship between you and wizards and Muggles, and I'm afraid it will become like this now.

It’s also inevitable.”

"Yes, the current situation is just as you guessed. The differences in the clan have brought a lot of pressure to the clan members." St. Guinna said helplessly, "In fact, Mr. Deis has actually returned to the UK to find someone.

You know, he is a senior member of our tribe who hopes to have a good relationship with the wizard."

"Speaking of which, the surname 'Deis'... does Mr. Deis have anything to do with the popular singer 'Lorken Deis'?"

"Oh, that's right." Saint Guinna smiled and nodded, "That's Mr. Deis' youngest son."

"It's no wonder..." Maka suddenly realized.

That "Lorken Deis" is a very popular male singer in the magical world in recent years, and is deeply loved and sought after by witches. It is worth mentioning that he is an extremely rare mixed-race vampire.

It is difficult for vampires to reproduce even within the same clan, so even if they are left alone, the number of vampires has never surged.

And if there is an interracial marriage, the possibility of producing offspring is even lower. From this point alone, it is obvious that Mr. Deis has a good impression of the wizard.

"So, what do you want me to do?" After hearing the general situation, Maka couldn't help but ask.

"Actually, among our tribe, those living in the UK unanimously disagree with forming an alliance with 'him'. I also learned about the specific status of the British magic world from their mouths - according to their judgment, the situation is completely

It just leans towards your side..."

Saint Guinna continued to elaborate on the views of their tribe, with many complimentary words. It could be seen that she indeed had great confidence in Maca and Dumbledore.

And in her words, Maka also discovered that what made them convinced of the forces of the Order of the Phoenix was the last attack on Voldemort's forces in the personal audio-visual meeting.

In that plan, not only did the Death Eaters suffer heavy losses, but even Voldemort himself was defeated in public. It was indeed a very "conspicuous" victory.

"So, actually we want to gather some tribesmen to form an alliance with you and Mr. Dumbledore..."

Saint Guina said a lot of very explicit compliments, but Maka felt that the distance between the two of them... seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Because during the narration process, Saint Guina had already stood up and was slowly moving towards him.

"...Mr. McClain, I wonder if you agree?"

Her voice once again added a hint of charm in its laziness, and her enchanting figure pressed closer to Maka, and an ambiguous aura appeared in the air at some point.

However, when Maka's hand gently pushed Shengguina's shoulder, the seductive expression on her face froze slightly, and that inexplicable charm was suddenly wiped away.

"Although I'm sorry, I still want to explain," Maka chuckled, "I don't know the reason, but... probably all magic related to charm is useless to me...

"

As he spoke, his face suddenly changed: "Based on my observations and judgment beforehand, most of what you just said should be true..."

"Then, why would you want to use this method on me?"

In front of the surprised Ms. Saint Guina, Maka remained calm. Even though he was aware of what the other party had just done, he showed no hostility - he didn't even mean to take out his wand.

"Little brother..." The surprise on Ms. Saint Guina's face disappeared little by little, and what went away with her was the laziness that had always been with her. "I can't tell, you are quite proud...you are really

Aren't you afraid that I am 'his' person, and am I here just to attack you tonight?"

"Of course I'm not afraid..." Maka shrugged easily, "As for the reason why I'm not worried, it's not because I'm proud...In fact, the reason was what you just told me yourself?"

"What?" Saint Guina couldn't help but froze for a moment when he heard this, "I told you?"

"Since you know so clearly the situation between me and Voldemort, do you think there are any benefits to being hostile to me?"

The implication of Maka's words is very clear.

What he said was actually telling Saint Guinna, "Even if there is less than a foot between you and me, even if I don't even take out the wand, you can't hurt half of my hair."

Saint Guina blinked and suddenly chuckled.

"Isn't this just pride?" she said with a smile.

"No, after all, you can't be hostile to me." Maka shook her head, "Because..."

Just as he was speaking, he raised a finger, and a silvery white light mist suddenly lit up on his fingertips, winding and flowing between his fingers softly and lightly.

When Ms. Saint-Guinea saw this, she immediately frowned and took several steps back.

"Patronus Charm." She said disgustedly.

Yes, although vampires are not as afraid of the Patronus Curse as dementors and Voldemort bats are, they never want the light mist as pure as a unicorn to come into contact with them.

It is a feeling of physical disgust, and this haze will also weaken their natural strength.

Fortunately, the Patronus Charm is a very advanced magic. Although it is not complicated in terms of magic principles, the difficulty lies in "comprehension", and there are not many wizards who can use it successfully.

Otherwise, the vampire would have run away after seeing the wizard, and it would be impossible for Maca and Saint Guina to sit together and talk like they are now.

Maka waved away the light mist from her fingertips, and then looked at Saint Guina leisurely, as if waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation.

However, Saint Guina did not return to the topic immediately. Her eyes still stayed on Maka's hand, and the look of surprise on her face became more intense.

"...Wandless casting?" she asked in astonishment, "Is this wandless casting? That Andros's wandless casting?"

The name that came out of Saint Guinna's mouth belonged to a famous figure known as "Andros the Invincible" among the few legends that have survived from ancient times.

It's just that the legend is too old. Although he is also one of the characters in the Chocolate Frog card, it only mentions that "he can summon a patron saint as big as a giant."

As for the possibility of wandless spellcasting, it is even lower than that, and not many people know about it.