harry potter book of crimes

Since the beginning of school, Maka has spent most of her time studying the problem with herself. The source of this problem is not difficult to grasp, and it is nothing more than the trouble caused by the dagger.

According to Rowena's words, this is actually a part of the test.

If Maka guessed correctly, the goal this time may be to let him regain those lost emotions and emotions.

It's just that this test is obviously much more difficult than the last time. At least the Phoenician characters still have relatively obvious clues, but that weird dagger leaves Maka with no clue.

Rational thinking can help him think calmly, but baseless speculations can only be regarded as wild guesses.

"It obviously has something to do with the soul."

Maka remained invisible, searching for information in the library's ** area.

He carefully looked through the magic book that he had read a few times before - the research notebook on soul magic.

This book still exudes the uncomfortable magic fluctuations, but for some reason, Maka is no longer unbearable.

He turned over the book page by page, studying it carefully by the moonlight outside the window, and meditated from time to time.

After a while, he took a rough look at the book.

"There are some gains, but it has nothing to do with the current purpose." Maka stuffed the book back again.

"The dagger... tortures the soul... what exactly is it?" He kept muttering to himself in his mind, trying to arouse some inspiration to help him think.

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly closed his eyes and stood there quietly for a while.

"Yes, that's right!" Maka's eyes suddenly opened and she spoke involuntarily.

He even forgot that he was in a state of invisibility.

"Yes, yes... If emotions and emotions are also part of the soul, then erasing them is equivalent to erasing part of the soul."

Maka analyzed it calmly and came up with a hypothesis that was not even recorded in the magic book.

"And if you want to erase part of the soul, you must first tear the soul apart. You can refer to the method of making Horcruxes for this."

"...But what happens next? After tearing apart...is it swallowed?" He speculated that he couldn't help but hesitate, "Doesn't that mean..."

If it was really swallowed, I'm afraid it would be troublesome, because the dagger didn't come back with him.

"It seems that we can only find a way to check the state of the soul..."

Maka thought about it for a moment, and then took out the book that she had stuffed it back just a short time ago.

"I remember... Yes, after analyzing this incomplete curse, I should be able to try to separate the first half..."

Ever since Maka "saw" the mystery of magic casting with his own eyes during the summer vacation, he had a deeper understanding of "magic" and "rules".

Although it is still impossible for him to create a magic spell by himself, he can already try to disassemble and improve the magic spell.

While Maka stared closely at the content on the page, she subconsciously waved her wand to confirm whether her analysis was correct.

I saw a faint trace of black mist flashing over the wand, wrapping around the body and protruding from the tip of the wand.

The black mist twisted and rolled, gradually became thicker, and slowly even took on some vague shapes.

Not long after, the black mist formed a terrifying fog-like skull, and there was even a faint blue light flashing in the empty eyes, which looked quite scary.

Suddenly, a suppressed low voice came out of nowhere in the library.

Maka immediately dispersed the black fog skeleton and turned her head to focus on the source of the sound.

"..." He was silent for a moment, and then said calmly, "Ron, come out as soon as you are here."

As Maka's voice faded, the library returned to its original silence.

After a while, next to the bookshelf outside the entrance area, Ron, Harry and Hermione lifted their invisibility cloaks and walked out.

"Quite smart." Maka looked at the strips of cloth tied to the soles of the three people's shoes, and then glanced at Hermione.

"Not this one--"

Maka shook her head and interrupted Hermione.

"Tell me, why are you coming to me so late?"

Harry and the three looked at each other in confusion, not knowing where to start.

Especially Ron, after seeing the scene just now, he even had the intention of leaving here immediately.

To be honest, he really regretted accidentally shouting just now.

Harry, who was standing next to Ron, was covering the scar on his forehead with his hand - the skull made of black mist just now made his scar hurt.

As for Hermione, she actually didn't want to come this time, but she was very worried about Maka's current condition. After thinking about it for a while, she finally came.

But when the three of them faced the expressionless Maka directly, they all stayed in place with their mouths half open.

Even though everyone had a very bad guess about the situation, no one expected to see such a terrifying scene in the library.

To be honest, when the three of them saw the skeleton formed from the tip of Maka's wand, a sense of fear from their souls immediately arose in their hearts, and that feeling is still lingering.

At this moment, Maka was standing next to the huge bookshelf. A ray of moonlight fell in from the window, illuminating half of his face obliquely. The indifferent expression paired with this dark scene made people look a little scared.

Trembling.

"No, it's nothing! We just want to... come to the ** area to find a book." Hermione said cautiously.

"Book?" Maka nodded, "Then you go look for it, I should go back."

Naturally, he didn't take what Hermione said seriously. She had already borrowed the "Powerful Potion", so what book was she looking for now?

But Maka didn't want to reveal this.

After stuffing the books in his hands back on the bookshelf, he calmly walked towards the library door.

But just as he passed by Harry and the three of them, Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Maka, are you... okay?"

Maka paused, but did not look back.

"fine."

After that, he continued to move forward and soon disappeared at the gate.

From beginning to end, Ron didn't say a word. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that he didn't dare to say it - to be honest, he was a little scared.

Harry, on the other hand, has been thinking about the scar on his forehead. He doesn't understand why it causes pain when he sees Maka's weird magic.

After a while, the three of them got back into the invisibility cloak and returned to the Gryffindor common room in silence.

"Harry, why did you know Maka would be in the library?"

In the common room, Ron asked with an ugly face.

Harry shook his head and said, "I'm just guessing, because I saw Maka's handwriting on the magic book in the ** area before..."

"You're just trying your luck!" Hermione couldn't help but say.

"I just thought, even if I haven't seen Maka herself, maybe Hermione, you can see some clues from Maka's words..." Harry explained, "Because I can't understand those words.

So I have always been curious. But who knew..."

"Oh, stop talking, Harry!" Ron couldn't help but said, "I think I should tell Dumbledore about this..."

As Ron said these words, the common room seemed to become much quieter.

Hermione looked at Ron and nodded after a while.

"Maybe this time, you are right..."

"Even if it's for Maka..." Hermione said softly in her heart.

…

What happened in the Duel Club inevitably became a topic among the students.

Some were discussing Maka's bravery and freedom, while others were wondering how powerful Maka had become, and so on. But most of them were still talking about Harry's performance.

"...Because being able to talk to snakes is Salazar Slytherin's famous ability. Therefore, the symbol of Slytherin House is a snake! Because of this, everyone in the school will now think that you are his great-great-grandfather.

Great-great-grandchildren and so on..."

Ron's words kept ringing in Harry's ears, and the comments and fear of him from other students made him even more angry.

When Harry left the crowd angrily and walked quickly in the corridor, he bumped into something he shouldn't have seen again.

Justin Finch-Fletchley lay on the floor, his whole body cold and stiff, a frightened expression fixed on his face, and his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

That's not all. There was a figure next to him, which was a bizarre sight that Harry had never seen before.

Nearly headless Nick is the ghost of Gryffindor. But now, he is no longer milky white and translucent, but has become black and smoky, lying motionless and suspended six inches above the ground.

The place.

Half of his head was missing, and he had the same frightened expression on his face as Justin.

Harry soon discovered that he didn't need to worry about how to explain Maca to Dumbledore, because he was being taken to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore's office is still so interesting.

If Harry didn't have so many things to worry about at the moment, he would be very happy to have the opportunity to come here and take a look.

This is a spacious, beautiful round room filled with all kinds of funny little objects.

There are many strange silverwares placed on the long and slender high table. They rotate and emit small puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of the old male and female principals, who are all in their respective

snoring softly in the picture frame.

There is also a huge table in the room, with legs in the shape of claws. On a shelf behind the table, there is a tattered, wrinkled wizard's hat - the Sorting Hat.

Harry hesitated for a moment and looked warily at the sleeping witches and wizards on the surrounding walls.

If he takes off the hat and puts it on his head again, there will surely be no hindrance, right?

Harry quietly walked around the table, picked up the hat from the shelf, and slowly placed it on his head - the hat was too big and slid down to cover his eyes, just like the first time he wore it.