harry potter book of crimes

For a school, the most fundamental issue is naturally the source of students. Each magic school has its own method of searching for new students, just as Hogwarts relies on the "Admission Rules" passed down from ancient times.

Book" and its matching "Acceptance Pen".

However, just sending admission notices to those selected children may not be able to recruit them smoothly. Take Harry back then, if Hagrid hadn't stepped in, he might not have been able to recruit him for the rest of his life.

It is possible to step into the wizarding world, let alone enroll in Hogwarts.

In the modern wizarding world where there are more and more Muggle-born wizards, how to properly guide those future students who are unable to go to Hogwarts on their own to enter the wizarding world has become an important issue today. In fact,

, in the course "Muggle Studies" as one of the elective subjects, there is a specific inquiry course on this aspect.

At Hogwarts, at least one professor every year will take on this responsibility to observe and contact those who have awakened magic outside the magical world to a certain extent. This is not only to ensure that those children

Being able to come to Hogwarts Castle to experience the charm of magic is actually more for their own safety.

You know, once those children with wizarding potential are mentally suppressed in the Muggle world, they may gradually transform into obscurants!

This year, Professor McGonagall handed over this seemingly inconspicuous, but actually very responsible task to Maka, asking him to guide the children who were isolated outside the magic gate.

"Squeak——"

As the sound of the broken wooden door being pushed passed past her ears, Maka walked into the small tower on the second floor of the annex of Hogwarts Castle with steady steps.

The door of this tower is opened next to several utility rooms that are side by side, but these doors are all enchanted. If you don't unlock it, no matter which door you open, what you will see will be...

It will just be an ordinary utility room.

Maka knocked on the door rhythmically a few times before reaching out and turning the doorknob.

As soon as he entered, he found that the ground floor of the tower was also crowded with all kinds of debris. It was no different from the debris rooms next door. When he arrived here, his vision

It was dark for a while, because there was no light source inside.

Outside the doorway behind him, light came in from his side, and the slanting beam of light formed a sharp contrast with the darkness in the room. In the dim beam of light projected in, the swirling dust particles were clearly visible, making it clear.

People can't help but feel as if even the passage of time has slowed down silently.

When he walked around among the mops, dustpans, broken wooden cabinets and old desks that were almost piled up into a hill, and looked inside, he finally found another small wooden door that was badly damaged.

But what was inconsistent with the appearance of the small wooden door was that Maka could vaguely sense that it was obviously attached with extremely complex forbidden magic. If someone with no way to open it came over, it would be impossible even if the obstacles outside were broken.

Access to the upper level of this small tower is through here.

Maka looked around curiously for a while, then stretched out his palm forward and silently cast a spell specifically designed to open the door. As he finished casting the spell, the wooden door creaked as expected.

It opens automatically, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind it.

The wooden door is old, and so are these stone-carved stairs. As Maka climbed up step by step, it felt loose and loose under her feet, making her afraid that if she stepped hard enough, it would collapse and fall apart.

Each step of these stairs is higher than other stairs in the castle, making the spiral staircase leading to the top appear quite steep. Fortunately, the tower is not high overall, so it is a little difficult to climb up.

, but it didn’t take long for Maka to realize that she could already see the trap door above her head.

"Click-bang!"

Probably because house elves are not allowed to enter here, and there are no hard-working little guys cleaning it, there is a lot of dust here. The moment the trap door was pushed open, the light fell into Maka's eyes.

There was also a lot of flying dust.

He quickly narrowed his eyes, covered his mouth, and used a descaling spell to clean up all the dust, then straightened up and walked up.

As soon as he stepped onto the circular room at the top of the small tower, Maka caught a glimpse of the half-man-high stone platform in the center. The surface of the stone platform itself and the bricks on the ground were carved with ancient symbols.

There is not even a slight fluctuation of magic power in any brilliance.

But even so, Maka still clearly understood that this stone platform and the book on the table were all functioning at all times.

He is a wizard who is proficient in ancient magic texts. Of course he will meet Hunting Heart for such obscure traces of ancient magic. But since he has learned about this place from Professor McGonagall, of course he can come and study it at any time in the future. At this moment

There is no need to rush.

After paying more or less attention, Maka took out her notebook and recorded the names and location information on the new page in the "Book of Access" line by line. Just looking at it like this, this mysterious book

The magic book is exactly the same as an ordinary book, and even flipping through it looks exactly like a book without magic.

"Sarah Hohenheim? Hey, the name is already written on it. I don't know if this genius girl will choose Hogwarts in the end..." Maka wrote on the notebook hanging in front of her.

Pause, still thinking secretly, "Oh? Ens Tavon... Isn't this the boy from Little Delphi's neighbor? You can go back and take another look..."

More than ten minutes later, Maka, who had finished recording the list, looked at it carefully again and then nodded.

"It's not a lot of places to run around. I should be able to handle it by myself, so there's no need to bother other professors." After checking, he closed the notebook and put it and the pen back into the bag on his waist.

.

But just when he was about to turn around and leave, a very subtle stream of magic power suddenly came from a distance, almost instantly.

He was very sensitive to magic power fluctuations and immediately turned around and looked over.

The moment he turned back, the "pen of acceptance" that had been silently inserted in the ink bottle had already floated over the "Book of Admission", and the tip of the pen was about to fall to the page. But the next step

Seconds later, the "Book of Access" with a black dragon skin cover suddenly slid to the side and closed automatically with a "pop" sound.

Judging from what Professor McGonagall said before coming here, there was no doubt that a "pen of acceptance" had just occurred and the magic power was triggered, but the "Book of Access" had not yet expressed its approval.

There are many types of magical riots by little wizards.

According to their own magical talents, children with higher magical activity will have higher intensity of rampage, and children with stronger spirits will have more clever forms of rampage.

In addition, of course, there are some special cases, such as the situation where Maka's magic power went rampant and perfect control was formed unconsciously; another example is like Voldemort in his childhood, who was able to freely control magic power to a certain extent, so as to

The situation of achieving self-will.

Just like these special cases, they can be recognized by the "Book of Access" and the "Pen of Acceptance" at the same time, and their names can be written on the pages of the book at the first time. If not, then it may be necessary to pass the careful "Acceptance"

Only by conducting follow-up observations on the "Book" can you leave your name in it after passing repeated inspections.

Since this name was not immediately recorded on the list of pages, Maka thought for a while, then turned around and left. Because he knew that the observation time of the "Book of Access" could be long or short. If he chose to stay and wait, who would

Do you know when the results will be available? It’s better to check back later.

"I hope you can be chosen too!" Maka said as she glanced at the stone platform again before closing the trap door.

…

Today's weather is actually not very good. There was still some sunshine in the morning, but in the afternoon the sky became gloomy. But this is the case in Britain. The gray sky is the norm, and it is a bit strange to see it all day long.

Maka had already visited a home before lunch. His current mission was just to take a look. If he really needed to make contact, it would have to be before the start of school.

At this moment, he was sitting on the tram wandering around and looking at the street scene outside. His mouth and nose were filled with the long-lost urban atmosphere. Occasionally, he could hear one or two musicians dressed in fashionable and unique clothes on the street, which made him feel a little dull.

The streets bring a little relaxation and happiness.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain," Maka tilted her head and looked up at the sky, "Although there's nothing wrong with looking at the rainy scene in the city, it's so wet that it's not convenient to work? I still want to take advantage of it.

During the first few days of vacation, let’s take a leisurely stroll ‘here’!”

The "this side" he spoke of naturally refers to the Muggle world.

In fact, for Maka, the magic world is the world on the "other side". No matter how long he lives there, it is difficult for him to completely treat himself as a wizard. Maybe when he is busy in the magic world, he doesn't feel that much,

But once he returned to the Muggle world, this feeling of intimacy suddenly became stronger.

"Click——"

As he was thinking casually, the tram suddenly stopped. As the door opened, he suddenly came to his senses and got off the bus along with many people in a hurry.

But after walking only a few steps, Maka felt a bit of coolness passing over his head. When he raised his head and looked up into the sky, the gray raindrops hung like silk threads, one by one, as if they were about to cover the entire sky.

The sky was fragmented and fragmented.

The rain finally came down.