harry potter book of crimes

After enjoying a crowded lunch at the Three Broomsticks, the friends continued to walk around Hogsmeade. Except for Maka, everyone present was probably completely relaxed and having fun for the last time this school year.

Because in the coming days, everyone will have to prepare hard for the O.W.Ls exam.

Even Luna, who is one grade below Harry and the others, has to study hard for the final exam that will come soon.

"You guys keep playing! It's almost time for me to go back to school." Maka just came out of Zuko's Magic Joke Shop with everyone. She looked up at the sky and realized that she couldn't go on shopping any longer. "Professor McGonagall made an appointment.

I'll have afternoon tea with her, I can't be late."

"Oh -" Ron was obviously having a good time, and when he heard Maka say this, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Luna, just go shopping with them for a while!" Seeing Luna looking at her, Maka shrugged and said, "There are more people today. If we wait until next weekend, they will

There’s no time to come out anymore——”

"Oh, you're right." Luna nodded and said leisurely, "Then will you go shopping with me next week?"

Hermione seemed a little sensitive to Luna's words. She glanced at Maka and Luna each, looking quite annoyed. It seemed that she might be considering canceling her review plan for next Sunday in advance.

It stands to reason that a top student like Hermione would have no problem getting high scores even in the O.W.Ls exam. But she is a studyaholic herself. If she doesn't make adequate preparations before the exam, she will definitely be in trouble.

Uncomfortable.

"Of course, if it's just one morning..." Maka warned Luna, "You still have to review well when it's time to review - other professors told me that your grades seem to be a bit on the subject?"

"Well..." Upon hearing this, Luna's eyes immediately turned away and began to fall into a trance again.

"Don't get carried away as soon as you hear it. If you have time, review the history of magic, potions, and transfiguration!" Maka waved her hand in front of her eyes, "Okay, I'll leave first. You can continue!"

After that, he didn't delay any longer, waved his hand casually and walked towards the intersection at the end of the village.

"Luna, are you also a science person?" Ron was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to have found a comrade standing in the same trench with him, "What a coincidence? I am also a science person -"

"Don't compare you with others," Hermione glared at him, "I'm a partial subject, but I won't always be wandering between qualified and unqualified like you!"

"Oh - it turns out I was standing in the wrong trench!" Ron immediately dropped his shoulders and sighed secretly.

…

When he came to Hogsmeade, Maka walked here on his legs, but now that he went back there was no need to take a walk. He found a deserted place outside the village with fewer pedestrians, and with the help of the portkey,

In the blink of an eye, we were back at the main entrance of Hogwarts.

Except for the students who are about to graduate, most of the other young wizards are still wandering around Hogsmeade, so at a glance, there are almost no people in the school.

Of course, treasures like Fred and George will never miss Hogsmeade Day. Although they will have to face the N.E.W.Ts exam that will come soon, before that, they will not miss Hogsmeade Day.

It will save you even one day of hassle.

Maka heard that after the Voldemort incident, they seemed to be thinking about their prank invention again. If Mrs. Weasley discovered it, they would be scolded again.

While he was thinking about these messy little things, he walked leisurely to the garden next to the castle. There were some stone tables and benches beside the fountain. Professor McGonagall had made an appointment with him there to meet.

The power of magic is great. As soon as he walked into the garden, the gorgeous flowers immediately caught Maka's eyes. Those colorful petals glowed with a soft halo under the sunlight, which made them

It looks more colorful and eye-catching.

And when he turned around several flower walls, the crystal clear water curtain of the magic fountain made his entire field of vision sparkle.

In the Muggle world, this scene can only be seen briefly in spring when all hair is blooming; but in the wizarding world, this can be enjoyed all year round, even now in winter.

Same.

Maka arrived not too late, but it seemed that it was definitely not too early, because Professor McGonagall had already arrived.

On a stone table next to the fountain, Professor McGonagall placed a variety of baked snacks, including delicious cakes with fresh cream and fruit tarts piled with various fruits. The dreamy color of the food

Compared with the surrounding sea of ​​flowers, it is simply not inferior.

"Here?" Mag noticed that there were already more people here. She turned around and smiled at Maka, "Come and sit down! I've just gotten ready - the time is just right!"

Compared with when Voldemort was still making trouble, Professor McGonagall is obviously much more relaxed now. When she saw Maka, her always serious and tense face even showed a kind smile, even the corners of her eyes

All the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

When Maka saw this, she couldn't help but feel that this was how an old man should feel.

Hogwarts, a school, occupies an extremely important position in the British wizarding world... and even in the European wizarding world, which makes the position of principal here very difficult. Not to mention Minerva...

McGonagall, even Dumbledore gave up a lot of choices when he was in this position.

Fortunately, the most difficult period has passed. Although the next step will be hard, at least Professor McGonagall, the principal, will not be walking on thin ice every step of the way.

Maka sat down at the table, and then stretched out without restraint. Thinking about the weather today, every minute and every second makes people a little lazy, and after being squeezed in the crowd for a long time, it is really...

Somewhat tired.

Looking at the exceptionally young wizard in front of her, McGonagall couldn't help but subconsciously recall her own teenage years. Perhaps the changes in the magical world are not as rapid as those in the Muggle world, and the changes in the times are far less obvious.

She can still see the shadow of her own era in Maka.

But just such a comparison, she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Maka - this boy's school days passed too hastily, and before he could fully enjoy the carefreeness that should belong to his age, he was forced to

He fell into the quagmire of darkness. And now, he is actually a professor at Hogwarts.

"Here, let's try these snacks first! Pomona and I made some together - I have to say, her baking skills are even better than when she was younger!"

Following Mag's recommendation, Maka picked up a piece of honey scone, then watched the other person tap on the table, and a delicate teapot with steaming steam from the spout appeared on the cloth on the stone table.

In the early days, when pure-blood wizarding families were still popular in the wizarding world, this kind of afternoon tea was a social event with more rules than Muggles. But now, eating and drinking are much more casual, and even banquets and dances have been cancelled.

There are many complex and strict regulations.

Maka swallowed the scone in her mouth, then took a sip of the black tea she had just poured into the cup. The unique fragrance of Darjeeling immediately mixed with the aftertaste of the snacks in her mouth, making people feel more relaxed and enjoyable.

.

"Oh, there is good news I have to tell you first," Maka put down her tea cup and spoke first, "Our Minister of Magic seems to be planning to find a way to promote a multi-school joint event like the Triwizard Tournament -

—Of course, we at Hogwarts are also the leaders."

Mag originally wanted to use this afternoon tea to mention another matter to Maka. But when Maka told the news, she couldn't help being surprised and put aside the thing she wanted to say before.

aside.

"An event like the Triwizard Tournament? Or is it dominated by Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, and she obviously saw the significance of it.

After Voldemort's death, Hogwarts' status in the global wizarding world has obviously become higher. And if enough fire is added at this time, then Hogwarts will undoubtedly be able to reach a higher level than before.

The place has stabilized.

"Last year's Triwizard Tournament was hosted by Hogwarts. Now if you want to host another multi-school joint event, I'm afraid it won't be that easy, right? You... you don't have to do this..."

Although Professor McGonagall was happy, she also understood the difficulty, and even guessed whether Maca had promised Scrimgeour something.

"No, I didn't do anything." Maka shrugged, picking up a small piece of cake and explaining, "Yesterday, I secretly helped a little in the operation to capture the escaped Death Eaters.

But I really don’t do it entirely for Mr. Minister’s request and goodwill, mainly because... you know, it has something to do with Voldemort.”

"Oh, it's true -" Professor McGonagall nodded thoughtfully, "For the sake of caution, we should really understand the specific situation... So what did you find?"

Maka thought for a while, and suddenly felt that there was no harm in telling Professor McGonagall the truth. This respectable witch was always very fair, and she was absolutely willing to treat an innocent baby girl with kindness.

only……

"Voldemort and Bellatrix gave birth to a child," Maka said frankly. "The name is 'Delphi', and she is a beautiful girl. The reason why those Death Eaters frantically escaped from the dungeon was to capture Belle.

Latrix escorts out."

"Float...child? Delphi?"

Anyone who hears this news will be shocked, even Maka was not immune. After Professor McGonagall learned about it, he was obviously very surprised, and even put the teacup in front of him again.

On that coaster.

"She...how is that child doing now?" McGraw asked with some hesitation.