harry potter book of crimes

"Hey! Can anyone tell me what happened to 'John on Christmas Eve' just now?"

A lost ghost can inadvertently pass through the wall and enter the old Black house where the Fidelity Charm is cast. This is undoubtedly a defense vulnerability worthy of attention.

But since we can know the location of the vulnerability in advance, that is naturally a good thing.

Compared with this, Maka is now more curious about Mr. Ghost. Because judging from the reactions of Lupine and Mundungus, the other party must have some interesting stories.

During such a relaxing holiday, it is definitely a good choice to entertain yourself with some fun stories.

"Dunge, please tell me! It seems that you know more than me..." Lu Ping handed over the right to tell the story.

"Oh, it's an honor to tell this little story to Mr. MacLean!" Mundungus smiled and nodded, "Well, that's right... Since he is called 'Christmas Eve John', then his

The story naturally always takes place on Christmas Eve..."

John Kerridge is a wizard who is very good at using directional spells. But what makes him such a master of directional spells is his rare talent of being 100% crazy.

Generally speaking, even a road fool would not get lost anytime and anywhere, but John could.

Therefore, in order to make up for his shortcomings and avoid being late for several weeks every time because he got lost, he worked hard and practiced both the directional spell and the Apparition to the point where he was very familiar with it.

Since these two spells never failed again, he was finally able to live like a normal person - although he had to rely on these two spells to help him get around wherever he went.

Later, when John was twenty-eight years old, he married a witch.

Married life is very happy, at least John thinks so. Because his lover is a beautiful and romantic woman.

They spent three wonderful years together and had two children.

The life after marriage was very sweet. Even though his wife had become a qualified mother, the family she managed was still full of romance.

On a cold but warm Christmas Eve, Mrs. Creech took her two children to decorate their house, making it look as colorful as a Christmas palace that can only be found in fairy tales.

In order to make a little joke with her husband who was returning from work, Mrs. Creech cast a beautiful hiding spell on her house - she planned to let John look for it.

I have to admit that Mrs. Creech thought her husband was the best wizard in the world at finding places!

However, John, who finished his work early that night, used the directional spell to confirm the direction of his home as usual, and happily Apparated.

But when he appeared in the garden that was supposed to be in front of his home, he found that the familiar three-story building had disappeared!

Oh! Our Mr. John was terrified! His first reaction was that something must have gone wrong with his directional spell or disembodiment spell!

Ever since he was a child, he had either been lost, or he was about to get lost. No matter how proficient he was in spells, he never had a bottom line in his heart.

Anxiously, John used the directional spell again to try to locate it. However, he was standing on the destination at that time. No matter how he cast the spell, the wand in his palm would just turn around.

John, who thought the directional spell was completely out of control, began to feel at a loss.

In a hurry, he turned around several times, pacing and starting to think of a solution. But when he thought that tonight was Christmas Eve, and his wife and children were all waiting for him at home, he became even more anxious and unbearable.

Finally, John, who was spinning around in circles but couldn't come up with a solution but got himself knocked unconscious, cast his Disapparation spell and planned to find someone to ask for directions.

In this hasty and trance-like disembodiment, he stuffed his whole body into a certain wall.

So, why does the Apparition Curse not only require a separate twelve-week course, but also requires you to be over seventeen years old to sign up? Because this curse is so dangerous that no wizard is allowed to have any influence on it.

ignored.

At a small scale, missing arms and legs is a mistake, which is usually caused by the failure of the idea of ​​​​moving to spread throughout the body; at a big scale, it will be like our John, who lost his entire body when he appeared.

They are all mixed together with other substances!

Mr. John Creech died on the spot when he was "indistinguishable between you and me" with the wall. Perhaps because he wanted to go home and thought about it all his life, the resentment in the world was too strong, and he eventually turned into a ghost.

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And we know that the ghost cannot cast magic spells. Without the help of directional spells, he is completely lost in an endless confusion.

"...Every time on Christmas Eve, John would search harder than usual. But probably because those who knew about it thought he was too pitiful, so no one told him that in fact, his wife and children were long gone.

Dead." Lupine added after Mundungus slowly finished telling this ridiculous and sad story.

"Doesn't he know how long he has been looking for?" Maka said strangely.

"Maybe he can't figure it out! Because he's been lost all the time..." Lupine shrugged, "If a person can only rely on dawn and dusk to count the days, it won't take long before anyone can count them.

Clear."

"Or is he just a confused person?" Maka thought for a moment and chuckled, "But maybe it would be easier for him to just let him stay lost like this!"

There is a slang in the magic world: "Behind every ghost, there is an apprehension (Every apparation, hid an apprehension)①".

Behind the wizards who turned into ghosts due to their strong will to linger, there is always an old story worth hearing. But the past of Mr. "John on Christmas Eve" seems a little less epic.

But this is normal, because how many people in this world can plan their own death?

After listening to a short story full of Christmas atmosphere, Maka couldn't help but stretch a lot, and then suddenly stood up.

"I'm going to add some more defense measures to this house to prevent anything from floating in through the wall next time..." He walked out the door and said casually, "When it's done, I have to go out for a walk.

One lap, you don’t have to wait for me!”

"Mr. MacLean."

Before Maka could walk out of the kitchen door, she was stopped by a voice.

"What's wrong?" He turned around and said, "Lena, is there anything else?"

"Just a moment please."

Lena gave a slight gesture to Maka, and then quickly walked into the back room of the kitchen. Maka glanced at Lupine and found that Lupine also had an uninformed look on his face.

Not long after, Lena walked up to Maka holding something, and then gently shook it away.

"Mr. MacLean, please try it on to see if it fits."

Maka looked at it in surprise, but it was a wizard's robe with a black background and silver edges. Because there was a layer of cashmere lining on the inside, it looked very warm.

"Oh, did you do this?" he said happily, "Thank you for the gift."

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and the robe he was currently wearing slipped off his body lightly, and flew to the back of the chair beside him. Then, he reached out and put on the new robe that Lena was holding.

It comes to yourself.

"Yes, the size is just right." Maka nodded and said, "It's very warm."

Lena stood in front of him, looking around for a while, and then she seemed to have confirmed it, and nodded along with Maka.

"Why did you think of making clothes for me?" Maka asked curiously.

"I wanted to make a new dress for Leni, so I went to ask Mrs. Weasley for advice." Lena said this straightforwardly and without any reservation, and whispered in a low voice, "...You can feel free to do it now.

Already."

"Oh, really?" Maka twitched the corner of her mouth, "Well, it's great that I can be of use."

Then, under the snickering looks of Lupine and Mundungus, Maka was finally able to leave the kitchen.

"...Merry Christmas, Mr. MacLean."

Lena was behind him, watching politely as his figure gradually disappeared outside the door.

…

It was not difficult for Maka to add a few defensive spells to the Black Mansion. Soon, he put away his staff and appeared in Hogwarts with the help of the portkey.

In front of the gate.

If there was still time later, he might be able to go to the Burrow. But his top priority right now was to go to Hogsmeade to visit an "old friend" who was also spending Christmas alone.

Like other places, Hogsmeade today is also a colorful scene.

Various lights with Christmas colors illuminate this wizarding village that is covered with snow all year round. Snowmen of all sizes are waddling forward in the snow, and from time to time they will pull out the slender nose that is used as a nose on the face of their companions.

Carrot made his companion jump in anger.

Here, you can also see a few students staying at Hogwarts for Christmas. There are not many such students, but there are always a few.

Even if they can't get together with their families, they can enjoy this wonderful vacation whether in Hogwarts or Hogsmeade.

Maka kept walking on the streets of the village, and after turning a corner, she came to the old bar with a boar's head hanging on the door.

The Dumbledore of Hogwarts has gone, so the Dumbledore of the Hog's Head Bar will feel a little lonely because of this, right?

Especially on this day when the whole family is supposed to be reunited, the sadness in his heart may make Aberforth's heart even more empty - even though the two brothers had been at odds for some reason a long time ago.

"Squeak——"

Maka reached out and pushed open the door of the bar.