harry potter book of crimes

The fat old man finally slipped away through the back door.

There was no way, there seemed to be Death Eaters outside the door... or someone else, secretly monitoring this place. Maka didn't hide anything during this trip, so his arrival was obviously discovered.

Of course, Maka had actually noticed the other party for a long time, and the reason why he did not choose to avoid his sight was just taking advantage of the situation.

If this can be used to urge the old man to make a decision, he will undoubtedly be happy to see it happen.

So when Slughorn proposed an emergency retreat, Maka did not take action to catch the watcher, but left the house with him.

"...I want to live in Hogwarts before the start of the next school year!"

The conditions put forward by Slughorn obviously suited Macca's wishes. Needless to say, he welcomed his arrival on the spot on behalf of Professor McGonagall.

Not to mention the strange things about this old man, considering his abilities alone, inviting him back to Hogwarts is quite worthy of celebration.

"At least when you work at Hogwarts, no one will recite the Cruciatus Curse on you just because you fail once!" Slughorn said with lingering fear before apparating at the back door.

…

As Professor McGonagall reminded us this morning, Maka had classes scheduled for this afternoon. And he had no reason to leave today, so he went to teach everyone honestly.

To be honest, although the content of the ancient magic texts class was very different from the past, the new aspects of the various magic texts revealed in Maka's hands also opened the eyes of all the students.

But in essence, this is still a relatively boring elective course.

After all, not everyone can always have undying enthusiasm for all kinds of weird characters. Especially when they understand that they cannot quickly reach the level of being able to apply them smoothly.

Recently, the number of little wizards who have taken advantage of the absence of classes has obviously been less than when Maka first took office. Although this is reasonable, Maka also guessed at the same time - this may also include him asking everyone from time to time.

The reason for self-study is inside.

In class, Maka took each rune apart and explained it separately. From the natural mountains, rivers, lakes, thunder and showers, to the very abstract spirit and will, this all-encompassing feature is exactly what ancient runes are.

The secret of conceptualizing "all the visible and invisible things in this world".

In the past, successive professors of ancient magic texts would analyze and describe the meanings of runic characters, but no professor could explain it more clearly and understandably than Maka.

Because Maka can truly bring out the power of every character.

Whenever a gust of wind blows in the classroom, or a ball of light suddenly lights up, everyone will be surprised and gradually deepen their understanding of that symbol.

Maka believes that as long as they can continue to work hard and try to gain a deeper understanding of those seemingly monotonous characters, they will one day make these characters shine with real brilliance.

Even he himself initially completed the initial understanding of the cooling rule runes without being able to sense his own magic power. Even if it requires repeated repetitions, once he truly masters it, the sense of accomplishment he will gain will be

It's unparalleled.

Today's ancient magic text class was scheduled for the last period. After class, Maka, Hermione, and Luna walked to the ward of the school hospital together.

Harry's last class was Professor Flitwick's Charms class, which was obviously closer to the school hospital. When Maka and the others walked into the ward with Madam Pomfrey's permission, Harry had already arrived first.

"Hey! Ron...feeling good?" Maka smiled and greeted Ron who was sitting on the hospital bed.

"Oh - I still feel a little heavy," Ron said with a grimace. "Mrs. Pomfrey said it was my imagination, but I obviously find it difficult to lift my legs?"

Maka watched him try to lift his legs again and again, and couldn't help but shook her head.

"Don't you think that maybe it's because the quilt is too thick in winter?" He couldn't help but remind him.

"Ah!" Ron quickly lifted the quilt and tried it, then said awkwardly, "Okay! I think you are right..."

"Stupid!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

Luna, who was standing on the other side of Maka, didn't pay much attention to Ron. From the moment she came in, her dazed eyes had been looking at Helen opposite her.

"Well, by the way -" Maka said casually, "I just asked Madam Pomfrey for you, but unfortunately, she thinks you need more rest. So - just lie down!

"

"This is such depressing news!" Ron sighed, "I personally think that at this time, you should let your body do some good exercise!"

"Mrs. Pomfrey is probably worried that the petrification has not been completely eliminated!" Maka shrugged, "You can imagine if you were jumping around with a kidney made of stone in your belly.

, what consequences will there be?"

"...will the kidneys recover more slowly? No?" Ron immediately covered his stomach with a look of horror on his face, "Maca, come and check me out - when I went out for convenience just now,

I actually tried to dance!"

"Since you can still have convenience, it means that your kidneys are already working well!" Maka waved her hand.

After chatting with Ron for a few words, Maka was about to tell him about going to Hagrid, but unexpectedly, a voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"...Maka, is she poisoned?"

That's Luna talking.

After hearing this, Maka put aside what she wanted to say for the time being and looked back behind her.

On the hospital bed opposite Ron, Helen Schon was still in a coma.

Her face was not pretty, she was pale and pale, and her originally rosy lips had turned a sickly purple color. And her beautiful long chestnut hair seemed to have lost its original brightness and was scattered on the pillow.

People have the illusion of being dry.

"Well, it's quite a complex spider venom. Professor Snape is trying to prepare an antidote." Maka nodded, "I don't think she can wake up yet."

"Oh - what a poor girl." Hermione said unbearably.

"Ron," Maca looked at Helen's pale sick face and suddenly asked, "Hermione told me just now that you took her back to the castle, right?"

This sentence seemed to arouse the guilt in Ron's heart, and his expression immediately became heavy.

"Yes, that's right..." He replied softly, "If I could have paid more attention to my surroundings at that time, maybe - no, that's not the case. At that time, I was always thinking about going back to the Forbidden Forest to help, so on the way

Just leave her alone..."

"...She broke up with you later?" Hearing what he said, Maka couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"How can you--"

Hermione was about to complain about him, but Maka held out her hand to stop her.

"No, I don't think so -" Ron said with a guilty look on his face, recalling for a moment, "Just when I ran back a few steps, I was attacked by a sneak attack."

"Sneak attack? Is it a wizard or a spider? Or something else?" Maka immediately asked.

"It should be a spider, right?" Ron thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I'm not sure - I didn't have time to see anything at that time, but my vision went dark, and when I woke up, I was already on this hospital bed.

Already."

"Yeah……"

Maka said casually, but she was secretly considering these words in her heart. After a few seconds, she subconsciously glanced at the unconscious Helen.

While he was thinking to himself, Luna reached out and tugged at the hem of his robe.

"What's wrong?" Maka turned her head and looked at her.

"I think she really looks like 'Ponlock' -" Luna looked at Helen and said softly, "Don't you think?"

"Ponlock?" Maka blinked inexplicably.

The "Ponlock" in Luna's mouth is a small creature with an average height of only two feet in adulthood. Not only are they covered with soft hair, but they also have a lot of mane on their heads. They usually hide among the horses.

Guard the horses.

From Maka's point of view, if anything, Hermione with her messy brown hair is more similar to them.

"Helen is nothing like Ponlock," Hermione couldn't help but retort at this time, "She is very warm to others, how can she be as shy and shy as Ponlock?"

Maka looked at Luna, then at Helen on the hospital bed, and subconsciously put these words in her heart.

Perhaps others would think that Luna was often crazy, and would always stare at the air alone. But Maka understood that she was unusually sharp in some aspects.

He decided to pay more attention to this girl named "Helen Schon". Maybe there were other stories hidden in it.

At this moment, the door to the ward was suddenly opened, and Madam Pomfrey appeared at the door with a sullen face.

"Visiting hours are over! Everyone, get out! Now!"

She seemed to be afraid of disturbing the patients, so she deliberately lowered her voice and spoke. But the two patients in the ward now actually didn't care about others yelling at all.

Putting aside Helen who could not possibly hear the sound, Ron, who had been sitting on the bed bored all day long, wished there could be more noise in the ward!

"Mrs. Pomfrey, can you let Maca and the others stay a little longer?" He said with a look of reluctance, "Or...actually, I think I have fully recovered! Look!"

He lifted the quilt and flexibly raised his legs.

However, Madam Pomfrey only focused on urging Maka and others to leave the ward. After they all left, she said "Have a good rest" with a straight face, and then immediately closed the door.

"Oh -" Ron could only sigh, "If I had known, I would have asked Harry and the others to bring something to pass the time..."