harry potter book of crimes

"What's wrong, Maka?"

When the boy was staring at the black leather diary in Ginny's cauldron, the girl beside him pulled his hand without hesitation and asked.

"It's nothing." Maka shook her head slightly, her tone still seemed as gentle and peaceful, but her eyes were unusually cold.

"This trip has changed a lot."

"Really? Luna?" Maka turned her head and showed a smile, "Maybe! But I think this is good."

Luna tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes slightly dazed, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

After a while, she said: "Yeah, it's pretty good..."

Obviously, Maka caught up with the start of school. Although no one knew where he was taken by Rowena and what he did, at least he came back safe and sound.

However, some inexplicable changes seemed to have occurred in him.

"Let's go home first." Maka said.

…

On the first day of school, Maka stayed with Luna the whole time and never left her side almost once. Even at the freshman welcome dinner, Maka sat directly on the long table in Ravenclaw.

Surprisingly, almost none of the Ravenclaw students objected. This is absolutely rare among the eaglets who have extremely high standards for "wisdom and erudition."

This may be because many students have already seen the notice posted on the Hogwarts bulletin board.

The content on the notice was very simple. It just conveyed good news to all the teachers and students at the school - the "Xianyin Potion" invented by Maca had passed the testing and evaluation of the International Federation of Wizards, and obtained the certification in Maca.

The official certification of the potion also indirectly recognized his status as a "pharmacist".

Just like what Snape said in class, potions can indeed "increase reputation and brew glory." This has been most evident in Maka, who has just entered the second grade this year.

of confirmation.

During the sorting ceremony, Luna was naturally sorted into Ravenclaw. Maka smiled and gave her blessings, and repeatedly told her what she needed to pay attention to in her future study and life.

The dinner was very lively and warm as always, bringing warmth to the little wizards like a big family.

Dumbledore, who was in the middle of the guest table, seemed to glance at Maka inadvertently, but soon heard Professor Flitwick laugh again.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came in from the side door. She walked to Dumbledore and said something softly.

Maka looked over at Gryffindor. Sure enough, Harry and Ron were not at the long table. The other little lions were whispering to each other and talking about it.

Among them, Hermione was obviously restless. When Maka looked over, she happened to turn back and look towards Maka.

"What... happened to him?" Hermione stared blankly at Maka, who had moved her gaze elsewhere, but her heart was filled with doubts.

Hermione has always been very sensitive in her heart, and she will always notice some details that others will not notice. For example, Maka at this time does not seem to have changed too much, but the indifferent

The look in her eyes made Hermione feel very uncomfortable.

"Does it mean that Voldemort's incident really had such a big impact on him? Or, did Maka actually get hurt when she saved me?"

Thinking of the incident at the end of last semester and Maka's expression at that time, Hermione's guess was naturally wrong.

"…Also, who is that girl?"

She looked at Luna who was being carefully taken care of by Maka, and she felt a little unhappy for some reason.

The next morning, Maka was having breakfast when she was disturbed by a roaring letter from Gryffindor. It was sent to Ron by Mrs. Weasley.

"...Stealing a car! How dare you drive to Hogwarts, and several Muggles even saw you along the way! I wouldn't be surprised at all if they fire you. I won't be surprised at all. How to deal with you! You probably have never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out that the car was gone..."

A huge sound erupted from the red roaring letter, filling the entire hall, a hundred times louder than usual.

The sound made the plates and spoons on the table rattle, and the echo from the stone walls on all sides was deafening. Everyone in the auditorium turned around to see who had received the roaring letter. Ron huddled in his chair and could only see one person. A red forehead.

Maka frowned, but didn't make any move.

If it had happened in the past, he might have walked over and helped Ron get rid of the yelling letter - this was not difficult for him.

But now, he was sitting at the dining table, not moving at all.

The first class was Herbology, and Hufflepuff still took this class with the Gryffindors. When Maka walked to the greenhouse, he saw the whomping willow in the distance - it At the moment, bandages are being tied to prevent some branches from completely breaking.

This is the work of Harry and Ron, who drove the enchanted flying car at the beginning of the school year and injured it along the way.

Although they just couldn't go to the Hogwarts train platform - the entrance to the wall there seemed to be blocked by someone. But even so, they still couldn't hide their recklessness.

At least, Sprout spent a morning on this, healing the poor whomping willow, and only had a quick breakfast of bread.

When Maka arrived near the greenhouse, she saw other students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout.

After a while, Harry, Ron and Hermione also arrived. As soon as they arrived, they saw Professor Sprout striding across the lawn.

There were many bandages on her arms, and she didn't look very good. Moreover, she had always been kind and kind to others, but today she had a obviously sullen look on her face.

And beside Professor Sprout was Gilderoy Lockhart.

The two people are a stark contrast: Professor Sprout has a short and fat figure, a patched hat on his flowing hair, and his clothes are always stained with a lot of mud; but Gid Rolohart was spotless from head to toe, wearing a flowing turquoise robe and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim on top of his shiny blond hair.

"Oh, hello!" Lockhart shouted to the students with a cheerful face, "I just showed Professor Sprout how to heal the wounds of the Whomping Willow! But I don't want you to think that I am any better in herbalism. She's good at it! I just happened to see a few of these strange plants during my travels..."

"We're going to the third greenhouse today." Professor Sprout looked unhappy and took over the topic.

Maka is already a regular visitor to the Third Greenhouse - he has been here many times and even has a small area of ​​his own inside.

Here, the smell of damp earth and fertilizer is familiar, mixed with the strong fragrance of flowers. The flowers are as big as umbrellas, hanging from the ceiling, and they look good.

Maka was about to go inside when Gilderoy Lockhart called out to him.

"Oh! Maka, you are Maka -" Lockhart grabbed his shoulders and said loudly, "Professor Sprout, and this, Maka! Maka McClain! I want it too.

I think you won’t mind chatting with him for just two minutes..."

Maka looked at Harry, who was standing on the other side and was also being held by Lockhart, and Harry showed him an awkward smile.

Lockhart didn't seem to really intend to ask Professor Sprout to agree. He just said "Great" and closed the greenhouse door towards Sprout.

"Oh! The youngest pharmacist! I heard that you were still a first-year student when you invented the 'Xianyin Potion'! Is this true? It's really amazing..." Lockhart said happily, holding one hand

Pressing Maka's shoulder, one hand waved up and down along with the topic, looking quite excited.

"...I also heard that you were very low-key when you first entered school, quite low-key! Just like me when I was a child - but no matter what, gold will always shine, just like me. Although you are not as good as you now

I have the honor of winning the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times in a row, but one day you will reach my level—"

"Sorry, Professor Lockhart." Maka interrupted him and said calmly, "If there is nothing else, I think I should go back to class."

After that, he pushed the door open and walked into the greenhouse, closing the door behind him, leaving Lockhart standing there and blinking awkwardly.

"...Okay, I think," he turned his head, and the stiffness on his face quickly disappeared, as if he didn't care at all, and turned his attention to Harry, "Harry, I think

I can understand you..."

In the third greenhouse, Professor Sprout stood behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse. On the stool were twenty pairs of earmuffs of different colors.

In front of everyone, there were large pottery pots with a plant growing inside. The grass and leaves were green and looked very healthy.

Just as the students were whispering, Harry also came back. He walked to the center of the greenhouse with a puzzled look on his face and sat on the seat next to Ron and Hermione.

At this time, Professor Sprout tapped the flower pot with his wand and said loudly: "We are going to repot the mandrake today. Now, who can tell me what the properties of mandrake are?"

Hermione subconsciously raised her hand - she always did this. But this time, after raising her hand, she glanced at Maka again.

Maka just stared at the mandrake in front of her without raising her head at all.

"Miss Granger." Professor Sprout also glanced at Maka before speaking.

"Mandrake, also called mandrake root, is a powerful recovery agent." Hermione recited the knowledge points she had memorized in the preview almost verbatim, "It is used to restore people who have been transformed.

Or the person under the spell returns to his original state.”

"Excellent, ten points for Gryffindor." Professor Sprout said, "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes. But it is also very dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione glanced at Maka again.

In the herbal medicine class last semester, Maka would always raise her hand to answer questions with her. To be honest, Hermione was always very happy about this. She thought Maka was the friend who understood her best in the school...

But at this moment, the other party still had no response, which made her feel very disappointed.