harry potter book of crimes

Sometimes a lot of things can happen overnight, such as the two nights when Maka went to the United States; but also overnight, sometimes nothing happens, and the dawn of dawn has been revealed quietly.

Title page.

That night, almost no one knew that Harry and Ron had ever been here, and no one knew where Maka had taken them or what they had done.

The next morning, strong winds whipped up flying snow, covering the Hogwarts campus with layers of white frost, which was cold but clear.

Early that morning, Maka appeared in the auditorium as if nothing had happened and sat down calmly on the faculty bench.

Today is the day for the public funeral, and the atmosphere in the auditorium is quite depressing. Almost everyone is wearing dark colors, or simply black gowns, solemn and solemn.

The same is naturally true for Maka - although his wizard robe made of basilisk material has a faint hint of green, it is generally close to black, and the style is also quite exquisite and thick. In this

Wearing it on any occasion will not look out of place.

Today, Professor McGonagall is not sitting on the principal's seat as she was the other day. The throne-like seat in the center of the staff bench is empty to express respect and memory for the white wizard who once sat on it.

Snape was not here. He had left the British wizarding world for the United States since the students were on vacation. For him, taking Tia to trace the traces of his family was definitely more important than attending this "hypocritical" funeral.

Much more.

As for Hagrid, he is not in his seat at the moment - maybe he is not in the mood to come over for breakfast? Maka doesn't know, but judging from Hagrid's feelings for Dumbledore, she can guess more or less**

Not far away from ten.

On the four long tables below, a large number of adult wizards replaced the young wizards, sitting slightly crowded. Whether it was real or pretended, at least they didn't seem to have much appetite, and they just chatted in low voices.

He ate his breakfast in small bites.

In addition to Harry and Ron yesterday, there were also a few students who came. Including those who had stayed for Christmas, there were twenty or thirty students.

Maka could tell Harry and the others not to come over, but she couldn't communicate with all the students. Although it was during the holidays, it would be unnatural if no current students showed up at Dumbledore's funeral.

However, it is worth mentioning that Young Master Draco Malfoy, who was usually so low-key in front of him that he had no sense of presence, was the only one from Slytherin present today.

To be honest, although this young master has a bad heart, he is still just a student.

The reason why he came here is probably related to his father Lucius Malfoy, and Maka hasn't seen him for a long time. She doesn't know what happened to him under Voldemort.

How bad it was that his son had to run back to school on a day like this and forcefully stabbed Maka in front of her eyes.

The father and son Maka knew each other relatively well. If no one forced them, they would never want to get involved. How could Lucius, who had close contact with Maka and Voldemort, not understand the danger of being caught in the middle?

?

Draco's appearance was undoubtedly a signal given by Voldemort. Of course, he was not trying to remind Maka that he was coming. Even if he was, it was definitely not the point. His behavior was intended to warn the "few smart people" present.

”, is a kind of insidious deterrence.

And perhaps just by the way, Voldemort also wanted to use Draco to provoke Maka. If this is the case, then it is unknown what other means he can rely on this time.

In short, there will definitely be no peace today - many people involved, including Maka, are becoming more and more certain.

Maka shook her head secretly and put down her thoughts for the time being. He picked up the knife and fork and ate breakfast while maintaining a certain etiquette image, prioritizing filling his stomach.

Deep mourning cannot be used as food. Compassion for the living is more meaningful and valuable than pity for the dead - this is what Dumbledore said himself.

After a while, when most people put down their tableware, Professor McGonagall finally stood up. When she stood, people who were still eating - such as Maka - also

He put the knife and fork on the plate, wiped his mouth and looked towards her.

The humming and whispering in the auditorium quickly calmed down.

"It's almost time," McGrane said, "all guests, please follow our school professor and move to the field in front of the castle to wait for a moment——"

Having said this, she turned her head and nodded slightly towards Maka. Maka also nodded, indicating that she understood.

Immediately, he also stood up in the eyes of a large number of wizards, left the seat and walked to the side hall porch. Many people understood that Maka was the first to leave the table at this time, obviously to go to Albus Dumbledore.

Lido's body was brought out.

After they could no longer see his figure, everyone turned around again and prepared to start moving out of the auditorium. Minerva McGonagall and half of the other professors took the lead in walking at the front, while the other half stood at the end and waited to ensure

Everyone goes to the venue outside and takes their places.

Slughorn wore a gorgeous bright green robe with silver embroidery today. Obviously, even a solemn funeral could not stop his flirtatious heart. Now he is still

He was not a professor, so he was walking out among the guests, but he looked really eye-catching.

But those who know him well will understand that this fat old man is actually expressing his inner solemnity in his own way.

Next to him was Mr. Scamander, who had been living at Hogwarts for the past few days. Compared with Slughorn, this respected magizoologist was much simpler.

Too much.

Beside the door of the auditorium, the gatekeeper Filch and the librarian Mrs. Pince were standing there.

Filch was wearing an old-fashioned gray suit today, with a tie so tight that one might wonder if it would strangle him, and his whole body exuded a strange smell of mothballs. Mrs. Pince was wearing a

The thick and long black mask, the lower edge of the mask even hung down to her knees.

I have to say that these two people have a different kind of match when they stand together.

Gradually, everyone poured out of the auditorium in an orderly manner. After Filch and Mrs. Pince followed at the end, the remaining professors also walked out the door.

Headmaster Sprout of Hufflepuff, who usually never cares about his appearance, rarely looked tidy today, with not even a patch on his wizard robes and hat.

Today is a day that no one will treat lightly.

…

At the same time, Maka was walking slowly and slowly towards the fourth floor of the main castle.

He skillfully passed through the constantly changing stairs in Hogwarts, sometimes walking slower, sometimes catching up a few steps, and every time he stepped in the right direction at the right time, never wasting time to stop and wait.

when.

Not long after, he walked along the corridor on the fourth floor and came to the deepest part, in front of the heavy wooden door that he missed quite a bit.

He had come here with Harry and the others during their first year at Hogwarts. At that time, there was a three-headed dog named Fluffy tied behind this door. There were many levels behind it, as well as hidden things.

The magic stone at the bottom.

And now, Dumbledore's body is parked there, using magic to properly maintain his appearance in life.

Maka took out her staff and tapped it lightly on the door knocker. As the light on the door leaf flickered, the wooden door creaked open automatically, revealing a rather spacious but empty storage room.

He opened the trap door on the ground with a wave of his hand, and jumped into it.

Now all the levels inside were gone, leaving only a few rooms and a wide passage. The journey was smooth, and he stopped in the last large room and moved his gaze to the center of the room.

Dumbledore's body was rising and falling in a beam of light that enveloped his whole body, with strands of silver-white beard and hair floating endlessly together with the silver-gray wizard robe on his body, as if he were in a spring composed of light particles.

It was this old man who changed his life with a piece of letter. In these few years, which may not be long or short, he gave himself all kinds of favors, but also gave himself a lot of trouble.

.If you ask Maka what kind of feelings she has for him, I'm afraid it would be more grateful.

Will we see his old face again after today?

"Professor, please!"

Maka said casually, but she was amused by herself.

Without any further thoughts, he reached out his staff and waved it with his backhand, and Dumbledore's body immediately escaped from the light beam and slid out of the door lightly.

When Maka returned to the foyer along the same route, he did not go to the auditorium, but left directly through the gate of the castle.

The wind and snow outside were still very strong, and there was snow everywhere. After leaving the gate, Maca turned aside and controlled Dumbledore's body towards the south side of the castle.

Today's funeral site is on the lakeside in the south, and that will also be where Dumbledore is buried.

There has been no precedent for setting up a grave within the Hogwarts campus since ancient times. There is no doubt that only Dumbledore can sleep on this land without opposition.

After Maka walked forward for a moment along the path that had long been buried in the snow, with only a large number of footprints remaining, he saw a large group of people standing solemnly and quietly by the lake in the distance.

Even though it was windy and snowy, none of them expressed dissatisfaction, but all looked at the body floating in front of Maka.

Countless snowflakes quietly slid to both sides when they reached the body, and not a single one was stained on it.