harry potter book of crimes

In this world where magic and science coexist, there is no shortage of geniuses on either side. When Maka discovered that the person who caused the explosion just now was actually a little girl who was not yet old enough to go to school, he couldn't help but reveal his secret.

A look of surprise.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he, Maca McLean, is undoubtedly a young genius. His achievements in magic can be said to be beyond the reach of most people in their lifetimes.

But it is said that his family knows his own affairs. Where does his ability come from? He himself knows very well. If it were not for the Scroll of Truth left by Rowena Ravenclaw, he would probably still be just a magician who is good at magic.

An outstanding pharmacy student may know better than his peers how to study hard, but he certainly cannot be called a genius.

On the road he has traveled, the importance of opportunities is self-evident.

But Maka knows that some people are born with advantages that others cannot deny. And the little girl who wrote this letter is probably just such a person.

He thought for a moment, glanced at the fat man next to him, and suddenly came up with a bad idea that was not so kind.

"Master Hohenheim," a smile appeared on Maka's face, which made him look even more kind, "Have you ever been to Hogwarts?"

"What?"

The fat young master was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know why Maka suddenly brought the topic to this topic. But because it was Maka who asked, he had a good impression of this big boy who was not too different in age, so he was very interested.

Answered quickly.

"No, I haven't been there..."

"Actually, Hogwarts is quite good. If you are interested, I can take you there later." Maka actively invited, "The scenery there is very good, and the students and professors are very hospitable. I believe you can

over there……"

Before he could finish his words, the wizards across the table who were embarrassed by the explosion were not happy. The injured one among them loudly demanded an explanation from the fat man.

Maka was interrupted by the guy, so she glared at him with some dissatisfaction, and then waved her hand. Immediately, the shattered tabletop fragments and broken tableware flew into the air.

, put together in the original position in an orderly manner.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another potion bottle and threw it towards the man's hand. The bottle drew an arc and landed steadily in his hand.

"Take a sip and you'll be fine soon."

In the eyes of the people around, Maka's series of movements seemed to be flowing smoothly without any lag. It was said to be a silent spell, but it was more like it didn't even require a spell. The speed was unusually fast.

"What potion is this?" the guy asked subconsciously.

Maka glanced at him again, then waved, and the bottle of magic potion quickly jumped back into his palm. When he stuffed it into his waist, he disappeared from everyone's eyes again.

"It seems you don't need it anymore."

As he said that, he turned his head and focused his gaze back on the fat man again, leaving the guy opposite with a look of astonishment.

It can be seen that when Maka unexpectedly took back the potion, the wizard quickly became a little annoyed. But the other party obviously also knew about the recent incident about Maka and Hogwarts, and that part of the annihilation

With the reputation of two generations of Dark Lords, he did not want to offend this strong young man casually.

What's more, even in Beauxbatons, Maka has shown some strength. Smart people understand that even if the rumors may be exaggerated, this young man's reputation is definitely not false.

.

Anyone who can represent a force cannot be a fool. These people know very well what situations need to keep a low profile. So, the guy quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up and left decisively.

The fat young man of the Hohenheim family on the side looked particularly excited about this. He could be said to know Maka's strength, but he could also be said not to understand it very well. But to the fat man, the most important thing was what he saw before him.

something arrived.

"How did you do it?" he asked extremely curiously. "There is a long syllable in the middle of the repairing spell. How could it be so fast? And you can repair a lot of them so accurately without even needing a wand.

thing……"

"Oh, it's actually not that difficult," Maka thought for a while and immediately replied, "Wait a minute... If you're interested, I can show you mine..."

He pretended to rummage in the pocket on his waist, then raised his head, pretending to be sorry and said: "I seem to have left my notes in the office... Ah, by the way! Didn't we just talk about going to Huo Huo?

Is it about Gvoz? If you are willing, you can go and sit at my place when things here are over."

"Office?" When Fatty heard this, he immediately became more curious, "Do you have your own office?"

"Yes!" Maka shrugged, "I am currently a professor at Hogwarts, teaching students some contents of ancient magical literature..."

He started chatting along this topic, and from time to time he praised some details of Hogwarts, making no secret of his fondness for his school. Especially when he found that the fat man was particularly interested in those thrilling things.

After becoming interested, he even picked out some stories about his fights with Voldemort and Grindelwald.

There is nothing more convincing than a story told by the person involved. Before long, not only the fat man, but also the wizards sitting next to him were listening. Of course, most of what they heard was adapted by Maka without leaving a trace.

Apart from being lively and interesting, the previous version really didn’t have anything worth paying attention to.

However, just when everyone was itching to hear it, Maka's story came to an abrupt end.

"Oh, I'm sorry -" he seemed to have remembered something, and gestured to the fat man, "I still have some things to deal with, and I have to visit a friend later. I will continue to talk to you about those things when I have the opportunity.

Speak!"

"When?" the fat man asked eagerly, but the next second he suddenly said, "Oh! Yes, when I go to Hogwarts in a few days, if you continue to talk while taking me around, then it will definitely

More fun!"

Maka thought to herself that this guy was very easy to coax. Look, she had already taken the initiative to decide on the itinerary for Hogwarts.

"Of course," he said as he stood up from the chair, "I'll see you later. You eat slowly - I have to go first."

After that, he quickly left the auditorium with Fanny, who stood up right after him.

After they passed a corner and could no longer see the auditorium behind them, Fanny, who had not said a word from beginning to end, spoke softly.

"Sir, do you want to recruit the young lady from the Hohenheim family to your Hogwarts?"

Hearing this, Maka felt that there was no need to hide it, so she nodded readily.

"Yes!" he said as he walked, "I am also a professor after all. This time I came to Beauxbatons for school matters. Now I happened to meet a rare top student, so what?

Do you want to try for it?"

"That's true," Fanny agreed, but then she asked doubtfully, "But is this... is it too obvious?"

What Fanny said is right. Maka's invitation just now was indeed a bit explicit. Maybe the fat young man with a straight face may not be able to tell it, but the ghost David who has been watching next to him will definitely be able to tell Maka.

idea.

However, Maka didn't seem to care about Fanny's words.

"It doesn't matter, you just have to be more direct," he said with a smile. "Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too narrow-minded. There are many smart people in this world. No matter how deep you hide your purpose, no one may be able to see it.

You have to come out. So when there is no need to hide your intentions, directly expressing your intentions can win the favor of others... You see, isn't it normal for schools to recruit outstanding students? "

After Maka said this, Fanny immediately understood the reason. Yes, sometimes taking too much thought may be a thankless behavior. In this matter, it is true, and in some other aspects,

Perhaps the same is true.

The two of them continued to move forward while chatting casually, and soon returned to the room again.

"Sir, do you have any plans for today's itinerary?"

After Maka sat down, Fanny performed her duties seriously again. Rather than saying that she was careful and responsible for the sake of her work, it was better to say that she was too serious.

At least Maka, who has always been free and free, still feels a bit headache about this.

"Miss Blois, you'd better sit down first!" He said helplessly, "I just asked you to go back to your room to take a rest, but halfway through, you encountered an unexpected situation... Let's not mention it for now. Now you

It’s time to take a break, right?”

"Sir, I did get enough rest last night," Fanny's stubborn spirit remained unwavering, "Of course, if you still talk about the mission, I will go back to sleep immediately."

"Okay, okay!" Maka sighed secretly, "I will go see Mrs. Maxim again later - of course, in a personal capacity. After that, if there is still time in the morning, I will meet again

Take a short nap...what do you think?"

"Okay, I've written it down." Fanny said seriously, "If I go to see Mrs. Maxim, do I need to bring any small gifts? I think that would be more polite..."

"No, no need -" Maka shook her head, "Mrs. Maxim and I..."

He felt that his speech was always interrupted today, and the frequency was too high. Yes, just when he wanted to explain something to Fanny, he heard a sudden noise coming from outside the window.

Voices.