harry potter book of crimes

Maka, who came out of the Pig Head Bar, was still thinking about whether he should go to the Burrow or the Lovegood house. But obviously, he no longer had to worry about this, because his owl Marfa sent him a

note.

This was a note signed by Minerva McGonagall, and the content on it was very simple - Mr. Newt Scamander had just arrived at Hogwarts and wanted to meet with him immediately.

Judging from the time when Maka sent the letter, it seems that Mr. Scamander did not come directly to Hogwarts after receiving the letter.

"Okay!" He nodded slightly, "I hope the wording of my letter was indeed tactful enough..."

Macca didn't know much about the famous magical biologist Newt Scamander. He only knew that this old man was a complete workaholic and loved magical animals very much.

It's just that in the magic world, many people seem to feel that this accomplished old scholar is not so likable.

Because he has been a bit of a loner since he was young. He doesn't like to deal with people but only loves to take care of his magical animals. As he gets older, although he is better than before, he still seems not to be very sociable.

.

Putting aside his academic ability, he is probably just a lonely little old man, right?

While Maka was thinking, he stepped on the magic book and flew far away in the direction of Hogwarts Castle. It was not far from the school, and soon he entered the school from the main entrance.

Most of the people who stayed in Hogwarts on Christmas Eve were professors. They all seemed to be enjoying the afterglow of the Christmas Eve dinner in the auditorium. As for the few students who did not go home, most of them went to Hogwarts after the meal.

Went around Germode Village.

When Maka pushed open the door of the brightly lit auditorium, everyone inside looked towards him.

He could see a strange old wizard in casual clothes, sitting next to Professor McGonagall. There were not many people at tonight's dinner, and eating at a long table would only make people feel empty, so a large round table was set up.

Dining.

"Are you Mr. Scamander?" Maka hurriedly stepped forward and said apologetically, "I hope you can forgive me for not being able to go to your home to inform you in person..."

The old gentleman sitting next to Professor McGonagall is a bit thin and does not look very tall. His white hair is slightly curled and seems a bit messy. However, his eyes have not become cloudy with age.

It is still full of the persistence of young people.

Although he is nearly a hundred years old, looking at his energetic appearance, how can he feel like he is senile?

Not far from him, an old lady was sitting there. She looked a little sad, and a middle-aged man was comforting her softly.

"Are you McClain?" Seeing Maka apologizing as soon as he arrived, Scamandelli stood up, patted his arm and said, "That's not your fault. The current situation in the British wizarding world is beyond me.

It’s clear and I can understand it.”

"Thank you," Maka said regretfully, "It's just that I didn't have time to save your relatives."

When Scamander heard this, he gently shook his head.

"Before coming to Hogwarts, I had already been to the United States. To be honest, the situation was more serious than I thought. MACUSA sent Aurors to clean up the manor and found many suspicious people...

"He said, then frowned and said, "I can tell who those people are..."

"It's the Obscurus." Maka didn't hide anything about this, because he remembered that Scamander knew a lot about the situation of the Obscurus.

"Yes! The Obscurials..." Scamander repeated the word, "and the mark on their chests, it's really surprising...Did Grindelwald actually appear again? Just after Dumbledore died.

Not long after?"

"Grindelwald? In the United States?" Professor McGonagall said in surprise.

"It's unclear where the first-generation Dark Lord is now, but the attacks in the United States do have a share of his 'credit'." Maka nodded and said, "However, it shouldn't be his.

Main action."

"McLean, do you know?" Professor McGonagall asked hurriedly.

"Well," Maka nodded again, "I have met him a few times, but each time it was not direct face-to-face contact - he was very careful. And... it seemed that he had some other purpose..."

"This is really bad news." Mr. Scamander frowned, looking thoughtful.

"Father, stop talking about that! You should consider Aunt Queenie's mood!" At this moment, the middle-aged man who was accompanying the old lady suddenly raised his head and shouted.

"Oh, I'm sorry -" Old Mr. Scamander suddenly understood and looked at the old lady with a slightly sad look, "Queenie, you..."

"It's okay, I'm okay." The wrinkles on the old lady's face tightened, "Oh...my poor little Zoe..."

When the old lady started talking, Maka remembered something.

"Ma'am?" He said hesitantly, "Oh no, I mean, old lady... did we meet once in Jackson Commerce Plaza?"

"Are you..." the old lady thought for a while, and it seemed that her memory was not so clear. After a while, she nodded slightly, "Oh, the child that night?"

In fact, it was at night when Maka met her, so the old man could clearly see his appearance.

"I'm really sorry, old lady..." Maka bowed slightly towards her and said, "Regarding Zoe, I once used a replay spell on the wand that took her life, and because of this, I also violated Zoe's will.

There was a conversation. Although it was just Zoe simulated by a curse, she was indeed very brave and did not flinch at all when facing her own death..."

"...I wanted to convey some last words to her, but she didn't say anything about herself. At the last moment, she chose to try to reveal some truths to me instead of lingering over her own death.

.”

Maka paused and repeated again: "She is a brave witch."

"Oh...little Zoe..." The old lady closed her eyes as she listened, as if she had seen that scene in her mind, with tears leaking out of the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

"She... what truth did she tell you?" Scamander said with a hint of sadness, "I think we must also know, because they are the child's last words, aren't they?"

But Maka shook her head with regret.

"She couldn't tell everything," Maka sighed. "At the moment when the truth was about to blurt out, Grindelwald's will took over the body of the dark wizard and dispelled the magical image of the replay spell.

Immediately afterwards, he blew up the dark wizard's body and his wand to pieces."

"...This is really terrible."

McGonagall and the other professors present were a little frightened. After all, that was Grindelwald. The series of horrific acts that had spread throughout the European wizarding world were deeply imprinted in the hearts of the old wizards.

Just as modern wizards fear Voldemort, which of the old wizards of their generation did not grow up hearing about Grindelwald's evil reputation?

"No wonder, it turns out..." Scamander said seriously, "I know some people from MACUSA. I went there to claim little Zoe before... Sigh... I heard someone discussing that place at that time.

The situation in the manor is that there is a stone room in the basement that is soaked red with blood and flesh..."

"Yes!" Maka nodded, "I received a warning from Hogwarts at that time. Otherwise, I might still be able to stay there and interact with the American Aurors."

Of course he had to say that, even though he would not stay in the manor under any circumstances at that time. Negotiating with the Aurors in that situation would definitely take a lot of time, and he would not waste his energy on something that did nothing to him.

On top of meaningless things.

"Your judgment is correct. In this situation, nothing can happen to Hogwarts." Old Mr. Scamander said, looking around the auditorium again, and said with some nostalgia, "This school is important to the entire UK.

The magic world... and even the entire European magic world are of great significance. Especially after the teacher leaves, the safety here may even be linked to the safety of the magic world."

He was also a student of Hogwarts, and like Maka, he was also a Hufflepuff. When he was studying at school, Dumbledore was only the transfiguration professor at Hogwarts.

Coincidentally, he and Maka also have one thing in common, that is, neither of them successfully graduated from Hogwarts. But for them, the old and the young, Hogwarts is still the most difficult place for them.

Forgotten alma mater.

There are many, many students like Maka and Mr. Scamander in Hogwarts. It can be said that the wizards trained by this school are truly all over Europe.

If one day this school collapses for some reason, it would be unimaginable for the people and things involved.

"My child, you have done too much for Hogwarts," Scamander turned around, stretched out his hand to press Maka's shoulder and said, "This time, I'm not just here for little Zoe. Since little Zoe

If Yi can work hard for the future of the wizarding world, I, Newt Scamander, will naturally not be left behind."

"Father, you are already this old -" the middle-aged man, Mr. Scamander's son, tried to dissuade him.

"Then you coming?" Scamander looked at him and asked.

"I--"

"You can't." Mr. Scamander interrupted without hesitation, "You still have a wife and my underage grandson. What you have to do is take care of them - but I can."

He paused, took out his magic wand from his arms, looked at it and sighed: "Professor Dumbledore kept this wand for me. If it weren't for Professor Dumbledore, I wouldn't be the same when I left Hogwart."

Now, I can no longer keep the magic wand. Without it, where would I be now? Where would you be?"

Due to the tense situation at that time, continental Europe still implemented a wand license issuance system. However, having said that, the British Ministry of Magic did not enforce this measure as strongly as the MACUSA.

Of course, without a license in hand, it is certain that things will not change.

"...After Mr. MacLean describes the situation, you can go and rest! Tomorrow you will take your Aunt Queenie home, and then find a way to contact your cousin and his wife." Scamander

The old gentleman said solemnly, "I will stay here and not go anywhere."