harry potter book of crimes

"McLean! What a coincidence?"

When Maka saw the big fat man, he happened to turn around. But just when Maka wanted to say hello casually, the fat man ran toward him in waves with his body swaying.

It was naturally a bit funny to see him running away, but unexpectedly he was extremely flexible. Before long, he quickly ran to Maka's side.

"McLean, let me tell you - if you meet a little girl, remember to stop her for a while. Well, if you have a way, it can take a year or a half! I will run away first.

Ah!" The fat man kept walking in place, said something to Maka, and then walked non-stop towards the castle behind.

"I believe in you! If it's you, it will definitely work! I'm optimistic about you...I like you...you...you..."

Listening to the unknown echo behind them, Maka and Fanny looked at each other, and then subconsciously looked towards the garden entrance in front.

Not to mention, they just took one look and soon found a small figure suddenly walking out of the corner of the hedge. It was a little girl, about ten years old, wearing a popular fine linen dress.

It even looks cute.

Of course, if it is said to be popular, it is only in France, the Muggle world. If you want to ask what clothing is popular in the wizarding world recently, well... except for wizard robes, which are always in darker colors, you can say that you can wear everything. There is really no such thing.

What a popular trend.

Just like the conservative mentality of pure-blood wizards, most of the mainstream aesthetics in the wizarding world still remain a few decades ago. Complex and heavy clothes are exquisite, but sometimes they are a bit inconvenient in daily life. For Muggles

If you're a wizard by birth, that's much better.

"Is this little girl the fat man's sister?" Maka shook her head secretly, "It seems unlikely. Didn't a letter just come in the morning?"

While he was still thinking, the little girl opposite was already coming this way.

I saw the little girl passing by the front garden, her eyes lingering in the splendid sea of ​​flowers around her from time to time. But even though she seemed to be attracted by the delicate flowers, she did not stop at all.

, still quickly shortened the distance between her and Maka.

But just when Maka felt that the other party was coming to her, the little girl's footsteps suddenly stopped. Then, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the bag behind her, grabbing her clothes.

Just swing over to Maka.

"Why?"

The little girl quickly reached out and pulled, but she was unable to catch the black shadow.

The little black shadow was very fast, and could even be said to be agile. In the blink of an eye, it landed on the ground, exerted force, and jumped towards Maka's waist.

Maka's reaction was extremely fast, but he quickly stretched out a hand and directly used the floating spell to fix the black shadow in mid-air. The little guy struggled in the air, and after realizing that it seemed to be in vain

, so he could only look at Maka innocently with his big round eyes.

At this time, you can see that this little guy is covered with short black and shiny hair, his mouth is as flat as a duck, and his limbs are thick and short and his claws are very long. If you can compare it, it may not be difficult to find that it looks very similar to a mole.

similar.

This is a Niffler.

"H-hello sir...can you give me my Skaven back?"

When Maka looked at the little thing in front of him, the little girl stood in front of him with her lips pursed. Looking at her timid appearance, she looked quite well-behaved.

"It's a good pet. At least with it, you won't have to worry about daily pocket money." Maka shrugged and said, "Of course, the premise is that you are not afraid of those who have had their things stolen come to your door..."

As he spoke, the Niffler named Skaven floated forward as if lightly. When it arrived in front of the little girl, the other party held it in his arms.

"Thank you, sir." She said softly and tried to pass by Maka, obviously not wanting to say anything more to this stranger.

But if there was a fat man before, how could Maka really think that this was an ordinary little girl? Just seeing that the fat man was so frightened that he ran away, it was clear that the little girl in front of him was so well-behaved and shy,

Maybe it's an illusion.

"...Sarah, why are you here?"

Maka didn't look back and shouted casually. But after a while, he turned around again and looked at the small figure.

"What a funny little girl." Maka said to herself with a smile.

The words he shouted just now were just to induce the little girl to react. If a normal person hears someone calling their name out of the blue, most people will respond. This is almost a conditioned reflex action.

.

Of course, if the other person doesn't look back, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's not the other person's name. In fact, most people will turn their heads and take a look when they hear movement behind them. This is not a conditioned reflex.

, but the vigilance talent that a creature must possess.

If you don't look back, if you didn't hear it, then you probably didn't allow yourself to react on purpose.

Maka thought for a while, then asked Fanny to follow him. He wanted to see what kind of child this little girl was.

…

More than ten minutes later, the mountain behind Beauxbatons Castle.

In the shadow somewhere in the woods, the fat young man of the Hohenheim family was carefully hiding behind a big tree. But because he was so fat, there was no way an ordinary tree could stop him.

Body shape? This makes him look extremely funny.

"Oh no, no, no... that girl is here! McClane couldn't stop her for long? Oops... It turns out that the wizard who can kill the Dark Lord can't defeat that girl, well... it's really scary!"

The fat man hid and peeked out, mumbling incessantly. While muttering, he quickly glanced around a few times, as if he was trying to find a more reliable hiding place.

It's a pity that the little girl obviously knew the general direction of his location. At this moment, she walked out from the back door of the castle with small steps and came to him without hesitation.

"It's over now..." The fat man stomped his feet vigorously, splashing a burst of mud, "I hope McClain is okay! Well, I wish you good health... Young Master, I can only express my extreme gratitude for your sacrifice.

Already."

After he said that, he immediately turned around and ran toward a bush, striding deeper into the forest.

At the bottom of the hill, the little girl was gently stroking the delicate fur of the Sniffing Skaven in her arms, but her eyes glanced straight in the direction where the fat man left.

"Dear brother, do you really not want to see Sarah? Sarah misses you every day!"

She muttered to herself, but without stopping, she continued walking forward unhurriedly.

After a while, the fat man felt that he had escaped far enough. He finally slowed down his steps and took a deep breath. Even if he felt that such a distance was not enough, he did not have the energy to continue running.

——In fact, just such a mountain road is enough for him!

"Oh... forget it, master, I won't run away..."

He took two more heavy steps, and then leaned weakly against a tree trunk. As he leaned up, the tree suddenly swayed, which showed that his body was really heavy.

It's a pity that his escape is obviously going to come to an end here.

"Brother Noah, Sarah finally found you——"

A sweet voice sounded behind the fat man, but it made his whole body tremble, and he immediately jumped away. Looking at his nimble skills, he looked like he was exhausted just now.

They all look fake.

"Uh... Sarah..." A stiff smile appeared on the fat man's face, "Good afternoon! My dear sister... why are you here?"

"Did Brother Noah not want me to come?" The little girl blinked and said pitifully, "That's really a pity. During the two days when Brother Noah was not at home, Sarah missed you very much...

…Brother Noah, Sarah didn’t wake you up today, so you must have stayed in bed again, right?”

The fat man's face darkened when he heard this, because he immediately recalled the explosion in the auditorium this morning. If he hadn't happened to get up early today, I was afraid that the letter would have been delivered directly to his pillow.

He was terrified just thinking about that scene...

"No, no, brother got up early today -" the fat man suddenly clapped his chest hard and said, "You don't know, the letter exploded in the Beauxbatons auditorium today, that's really... you have to

Be careful, it’s fine if you’re at home, but don’t let that kind of ‘little joke’ happen outside!”

"Explosion?" the little girl asked with a puzzled look, "What explosion? Why can't Sarah understand it?"

If you just looked at her innocent expression, maybe most people would be deceived. But the fat man has seen his sister grow up to be as big as she is now, how can he believe her words?

"Oh - Sarah, my brother is doing things for the family now, isn't he? You can't let your brother be in trouble outside!" He tried his best to put on a smile on his face and said softly, "By the way, you

I haven’t said why you came here yet! Is there anything going on at home?”

"Is nothing wrong?" Sarah shook her head, looking at her brother's eyes that were sparkling, as if they were filled with gem-like brilliance, "Well...my brother is now someone who does big things, Sarah knows.

...But Sarah also knows that people who do great things are not as fat as her brother? So Sarah is still here to help her brother lose weight!"

After the fat man heard this, his face obviously turned darker.