harry potter book of crimes

Judging from the final results, Macca's short second trip to New York was undoubtedly a success.

Not only did he transfer Sirius, Abigail, Olivia, and the group of rescued children to Hogwarts, he even took the missing Joshua with him in a very short period of time.

When I came back, it was a combination of luck and strength.

But one thing was not perfect, because it was not until noon the next day that Joshua finally woke up from his deep coma.

"...Zo...Zoe..."

The sun on Sunday was obviously warmer than on Saturday. In this frost-covered winter, strands of golden light penetrated the window glass and fell on Joshua's pale face.

"Zoe!"

When he shouted the name again, the endless nightmare suddenly woke him up, and he sat up suddenly on the bed.

Probably because of his long sleep, he was a little confused. After looking around blankly for a few times, he seemed to have recalled something and vigorously opened the thick quilt.

"What am I..." Joshua hurriedly slid off the bed, his feet softened and he fell to the floor, "Where am I?"

He held onto the bed board to prop himself up and looked around in a panic.

This is a spacious room, with two rows of beds neatly arranged, and all the sheets and bedding are reassuringly white, and they all look as spotless as new.

A series of transparent windows let the sunlight quietly shine in, and the row of beds next to the window reflected square squares of bright lights.

Occasionally, there are one or two windows with lush foliage and mottled tree shadows, which seem to have some unique colors.

Joshua discovered that most of the beds here had metal brackets with pulleys. On both sides of the bed next to him, the brackets were stretched out and beige curtains printed with fine petal patterns were hung.

Although the flames in the fireplace at one end of the room were still beating and swaying slightly, it was still a bit cold in a single suit after all, so Joshua tightened his tight clothes slightly.

He found that he seemed to be the only one here.

"...Yes, is anyone here?" Joshua shouted softly, but his voice was too soft and it was impossible for anyone to hear him.

After hesitating for a moment, Joshua hesitantly walked towards the bed that was covered by the curtain.

The sunlight outside the window also poured in from behind the bed, and a slightly undulating outline was reflected on the curtain, and there seemed to be someone lying inside.

"...Is anyone there?" He called softly again, but still got no response.

However, just as Joshua walked to the curtain and was about to reach out and push it aside a little to take a look, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Are you awake? How can you...how can you just get out of bed? Go back and lie down, you haven't recovered yet! You need enough rest! Do you understand?" Madam Pomfrey shouted as she rushed in.

A series of shouts startled Joshua. He retracted his hand almost like a conditioned reflex, and then hurriedly walked back to the bed where he woke up.

When he heard an order, he had to obey it unconditionally. This had almost become his subconscious reaction. Only after he sat back on the bed did he remember what he wanted to do most just now.

"You...who are you?" he shrank and asked, "Why am I here...where is that person...Mike...McLean?"

"Huh?" Madam Pomfrey stared at the clipboard in her hand and said casually, "How do I know? He sent you here last night and then left. He should have gone back to his own office! As for me

——I am the head nurse here, Poppy Pomfrey, and you are my patient."

"Ms. Pomfrey..." Joshua hesitated for a moment, then said, "Where is this?"

"Where?" Madam Pomfrey raised her head, looked at him and said, "Of course it's the ward! The hospital ward of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Hogg...Woz? Magic school?" Joshua repeated blankly.

"Don't know about Hogwarts?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at him hesitantly several times, frowning and said, "Where did MacLean get you here? From your accent, it sounds like America.

people?"

"This..." Joshua was suddenly shocked and said, "This is not the United States?"

"Oh - of course this is not the United States." Madam Pomfrey waved to him and said, "Lie down, I want to check your physical condition -"

"No, I have to... there is something important, Zo—"

"Lie down!" Madam Pomfrey looked at him with an unquestionable expression and said seriously, "You are my patient now, and the most important thing for you is to recover well! We will talk about the rest after you recover!"

Joshua has never really resisted others in his life.

The first time was when he couldn't stand his father's abuse when he was a child and he ran away from that home; and the second time was when he suddenly activated the power of the Obscurus last night and tried to take Zoe to escape from the manor.

In fact, both times can basically be regarded as failures.

Now, he didn't dare to try it a third time - it would be too scary!

Under Madam Pomfrey's scolding, Joshua shut his mouth obediently and lay on the bed, not daring to move even once, just like a marionette at the mercy of the other party.

After Madam Pomfrey finished checking him and quickly took notes, she turned around and hurried away towards the door.

"...You want to find Mr. MacLean, right? I will tell him for you." Before closing the door of the ward, Madam Pomfrey only turned back and left these words, and left in a hurry.

In the ward, Joshua obediently obeyed Madam Pomfrey's last order, lying motionless on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

…

At the same time, River Edge, New Jersey, USA.

The wall broken by Joshua has long been repaired, and the magic spell attached to it has been replenished, but Zoe was imprisoned in the underground wine cellar of the manor by the old wizard Lenny.

And the Obscurials who were sent out to chase Joshua last night have also returned one after another.

Because this group of Obscursians were as cowardly as mice, not only did they fail to complete their mission, but several of them even died under the attack of a thunderbird. The old wizard Lenny was very angry.

These Obscurials don't know it, but Kelunni knows it. Although the Thunderbird is indeed extraordinary, its strength will be greatly increased by operating on the sea. If a small number of Obscurses encounter it, it will definitely be difficult to resist.

However, he sent out more than eight or nine people last night!

Because of this, Maca calls his research "boring research".

Of course, those who are born silent are uncontrollable. Only when the suppressed emotions cannot be vented, and the magic power in their bodies brews and deteriorates, will they transform into that inexplicable dark form and burst out.

Only then will the Obscurus exert its true power.

And once the obscurity itself is made controllable, the obscurity can no longer be called the obscurity.

Most of the Obscurials are children with fragile hearts and cowardly behavior. Trying to barely retain their will is a wrong decision in itself.

The group of so-called "obscurials" trained by the old wizard Lenny are not only compromised in terms of strength, but also in terms of fighting will. In terms of destructive power alone, they may be stronger than ordinary wizards.

Some, but if they want to actually participate in the struggle between wizards, they will just be a group of rabble with no power.

The angry Lenny severely punished these "men" one by one. Until then, he went back to the underground wine cellar of the manor.

In the wine cellar, most of the oak barrels that were originally stored have been cleared away. Now, apart from the rich aroma of wine, the only thing left in the cellar is Zoe, whose hands are hanging on the chains on the top of the cellar.

Hanging there for a long time, the skin on her wrists was scratched, and Zoe, who was always on tiptoes to reduce the pain, was almost exhausted.

The cold sweat on her forehead slid gently along her brow bones, dripping from her cheeks to the tip of her chin, and then slowly dripped down. Everything made her miserable.

You know, she was a student not long ago! How could she have imagined that she would be caught in such a place for no reason and suffer such pain and suffering.

But she, who had been taught to be strong since she was a child, could not hold back a single tear, even though her heart was already filled with grievances.

"Humph," the old wizard Lenny, who had not yet calmed down from the punishment just now, looked at Zoe coldly and said, "Have you remembered what you should say?"

"I..." Zoe said weakly, "I have already said it, I don't know...don't you understand?"

"Really?" Lennie nodded, suddenly stretched out his wand and pointed it at her, "Crush the bones!"

A shrill scream echoed in the small wine cellar. The voice was trembling due to his weak physical strength, but the pain was not reduced at all.

Time passed in seconds, and every second she would suffer unspeakable pain.

This kind of torture was no longer something Zoe could bear at this time, and she could even feel that her consciousness was gradually becoming confused.

The Cruciatus Curse will not cause people to faint during the casting process. This confusion in consciousness is a precursor to the victim's imminent mental collapse.

It was under this unbearable situation that Neville's parents became a couple who could only live in St. Mungo's special ward forever.

"Well?"

The old wizard immediately realized something was wrong. He quickly canceled the spell and turned to examine Zoe carefully.

"Tsk, damn..." He clicked his tongue in annoyance, and then quickly opened Zoe's eyelids, "...Legilimency!"

Just as the last syllable of the incantation fell, Lennie suddenly trembled all over.