harry potter book of crimes

"'Love' is a mysterious force. It is majestic and powerful and encompasses everything in the world. For Muggles, it is a necessary existence to promote social development; for us wizards, it is eternity.

Unchanging pursuit and truth.”

Dumbledore spoke leisurely, but Maka was confused.

"Is it a little difficult to understand? It doesn't matter. It has taken me a lifetime to understand the essence of 'love', and it is only my own... There are countless ways to explore magic. The one you and I choose

Yes, they are two completely different journeys, use your own life to experience them!"

"Perhaps it's impossible for Tom, the child, to understand - he has never tried to understand 'love', and has always thought that it is the most useless thing in the world."

"But you are different, Maka, I have great confidence in you..."

"I remember that you should have been to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic... There is a room there that is always locked. If you still have a chance, remember to go and take a look. I believe you will get something of your own from it.

of revelation.”

When Maka heard this, he couldn't help but think about it, and then immediately remembered the first door he touched among the twelve black doors. Behind that black door locked by powerful magic, there was something he didn't understand.

of strange energy.

While Maka was thinking, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, time is running out..." He closed his eyes for a moment, then continued, "Well, as I said just now, I brought you here this time just to let you take a look at this place -

—Maybe you will want to look for this place in the future, so I think it might be better to let you take a look first."

As Dumbledore spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the surrounding streets suddenly turned into a large fog and dissipated silently.

He showed Maka the dreamlike mist and explained seriously:

"This is a mysterious energy projected by all the spirits in the world. It is one of the magical mysteries that I have been exploring and pursuing. It is my 'truth'."

Having said this, Dumbledore waved his hand again, and the fog condensed into the streets and houses just now.

"'Material drives representation, and spiritual deduction rules' - do you still remember the question of Rowena's bronze eagle? What you see now is the practical application of the 'spiritual deduction rules' in this theory."

"However, 'spirit' is not always positive, and the same is true for the rules." Dumbledore said solemnly, "The reason why I abandoned my body and came here on my own initiative is to explore what the complete 'spirit' is...

…”

Dumbledore looked at the world in front of him, asking himself questions.

"If 'love' is the positive energy projected by the spirit, then what about negative energy?"

"I once tried to find the answer in my old friend Greenwald, but at that time I was still obsessed with 'power' and couldn't find the answer immediately. But later, I understood it in the child Tom!

"He turned his head and seemed to be looking at Maka, "The negative energy projected by that spirit is called 'sin'!"

When Dumbledore said the word "sin", Macadon, who was listening intently, was stunned for a moment. But at this moment, Dumbledore's figure blurred and his voice quickly faded away.

"...Children, please remember...'love' and 'sin' are not contradictory...the two are balanced and complementary...to be considered a whole..."

"...continue along...the road...see you soon..."

In the principal's office, Maka suddenly raised her head from the pensieve and took two heavy breaths.

He stared at the mirror on the inner wall of the cabinet. In the mirror, his face looked a little pale. For some reason, he felt a sense of weakness, but the magic power in his body was not consumed at all.

"Is it soul... no, mental fatigue?" Maka shook her head, dragged her heavy steps to the sofa chair by the window, and sat down heavily.

"Although I heard it in a daze, I understand one thing -" he murmured to himself, "If my exploration direction is the tangible rules of the material level, then Dumbledore's should be the non-material level.

Intangible rules, right?”

"Let's not mention those half-understood words, at least the last sentence... it really makes people care!"

After resting for a while in the principal's office, he looked at the time and found that not long had actually passed. Maka stood up again, rubbed her face, and walked to the basement.

If nothing else, Snape should still be waiting for him in the office!

"Well...but having said that, does Dumbledore count as 'dead'?" He was struggling with this question along the way, "It shouldn't...not count, right?"

…

“Tuk tuk tuk”

After knocking on the door of Snape's office, a cold response quickly came from inside. Maka shrugged, then opened the door and walked in.

"sit."

Snape said casually, turned around from his potions cabinet, and sat down behind the desk.

"professor?"

Seeing that Snape fell into silence as soon as he sat down, Maka had no choice but to call him.

"Well," Snape turned to look at Maka, "Dumbledore is dead, so what are your plans next?"

Maka originally thought that Snape had called him over, maybe because he had something to explain. But who knew, Snape came to ask her what his plans were first.

He thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"Just keep doing what you have to do! Voldemort's ultimate goal has always been Hogwarts, and for me, if I want to protect important people, I must protect Hogwarts..."

"In any case, his and my interests are completely in conflict, aren't they?"

Snape frowned, a trace of annoyance appearing on his face again.

"Really?" he said impatiently, "In that case, why don't you just take your little girlfriend away? That guy doesn't insist on taking the life of the little girl from the Lovegood family."

Maka looked at Snape in surprise and said strangely: "Professor, are you..."

"I want to take Potter away." Snape said decisively, "'That person' is no longer obsessed with the original prophecy, which means that in 'his' heart, Lily's son is no longer that important.

Already."

"...You too, take your little girlfriend and go far away. Then isn't everything settled?"

When he said these words, Snape's expression seemed a little shaken.

Maka wasn't sure how Snape felt when he made this decision. Perhaps it was the conversation that night that made him think this way.

"...Is it because of Miss Tia?" Maka almost blurted out.

Snape did not answer, but the confusion in his heart made him forget to maintain his master-level Occlumency technique. In his dark and deep eyes, a kind of tremor quietly seeped out.

"Professor, you...have you and Miss Tia already talked?" Maka quickly asked, "What's the situation? Is Miss Tia -"

Snape supported his upper body on his elbows, folded his hands to his mouth, and lowered his eyelids without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily.

"I asked her a question -" Snape said solemnly, "I asked her what her last name was, and she told me... her last name was 'Prince'."

"Prince? Wouldn't that be——"

"Yes, my mother's maiden name is Prince - Irene Prince." Snape said dullly, "I don't understand why I have a sister, I don't understand at all!"

"So, you are going to find the answer? Take Harry with you?" Maka said suddenly.

"I don't want to take him with me, not at all!" Snape slapped the table angrily, "But I can't... Every time I see his eyes, I will remember - he is Lily's

child!"

"Uh, professor..." Maka said helplessly, "I didn't say...if you want to take Harry away, Harry will definitely not be willing, right?"

As soon as Maka said this, Snape's face turned even darker. He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his conflicting mood almost made him want to explode.

After holding it in for a while, he shook his head vigorously.

"Then I have to take him away too!" Snape frowned, "I can't let him stay here - this is the best decision, both for him and for me!"

"Don't you have any nostalgia for Hogwarts?" Maka couldn't help but ask, "You know, Voldemort has always been keeping an eye on this school! Maybe he will attack at some point.

——”

"With you here, what do I need to worry about?" At this moment, Snape calmed down. He looked at Maka for a moment and said, "Will you let that guy get his wish easily?"

These words made Maka feel a little embarrassed - he could easily accept compliments from anyone, but when Snape praised him so straightforwardly, he really didn't know how to respond.

"Professor, um... thank you for your trust in advance, but how should I put it..." Maka collected her thoughts before continuing, "To be honest, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​actually quite short of manpower. After several recent operations,

I feel this deeply..."

"Although we have always had no shortage of wizards to perform ordinary tasks, in some key tasks, there are too few talents like you who can always keep an overview of the whole situation."

"Now Moody is still missing, and the search for him has been fruitless; and Kingsley has just recovered a little, and there is no way to return to the execution sequence immediately..."

Speaking of this, Maka said sincerely: "Professor Snape, we really need you now - of course, you can go and explore Miss Tia's life experience first, but I definitely hope you can come back!

"

"I hope Professor, you can think about it again, what do you think?"