harry potter book of crimes

The flames engulfed the six black-robed cultists.

It was like a tsunami composed of flames, slamming forward fiercely. Maka originally thought that they might be able to find a way to deal with it, because the six guys had previously avoided the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse.

It was enough to surprise him.

However, they did not resist... no, to be precise, they were actually swallowed up by the monstrous flames with almost no resistance.

Maka looked at the six groups of bodies that were still smoking in front of her. She didn't feel any pleasure at all. Instead, she frowned and clenched the staff in her hand.

The next moment, on the top of the staff leaning on the ground, a looming ice-blue rune dissipated silently.

"That old man... something's not right."

Yes, just now, he originally wanted to use the majestic momentum of the flame wave to cover up his actions, and then directly used the cooling rune to control the old man on the high platform with one blow. Although he is now in terms of strength, even

It's enough to make anyone arrogant, but he still doesn't hesitate to deal with any opponent like a lion fighting a rabbit.

Perhaps on the surface he can pretend to be casual and exchange his contempt for his opponent's neglect, but in fact he is always the kind of guy who never wants to leave a way for his opponent to retreat.

But this time...

Maka looked up at the empty carved stone platform deep in the hall, and then turned her head to sense the side halls on both sides and the space behind the hall, feeling a little worried.

The old guy aimed at Maka and used the fire feint to attack, and secretly awakened the rune before leaving. If it were earlier, the cooling rune had not been activated, then Maka could completely interrupt it; if it was later, the cooling rune would be activated.

If he succeeds, he may not be able to run away even if he wants to.

Therefore, whether it is the choice of timing or the decisive action, it shows that the other party has made a very accurate judgment. In other words, Maka has been truly calculated!

To be honest, this was not the first time that he had been plotted by someone, and the reason for the plot was just to evacuate. But he was plotted before he even found out the identity of the other person, which made him a little stunned.

"These six believers were able to escape the first attack. The problem should also be with the old man..." He narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Maybe... is it the kind of manipulation magic similar to Grindelwald?

?”

The speculation for a while didn't make much sense. Maka quickly shook her head, and then shook her sleeves towards the ground. Immediately, a large number of small spiders were shaken to the ground and gathered one after another.

around him.

Acromantulas are good at reproducing offspring. Even these varieties that have been modified by the basilisk bloodline have already entered the first period of rapid population growth. If anyone sees this scene, I am afraid that everyone will be shocked.

numb.

"Surround everyone outside and don't let anyone escape. For those who resist and escape, you are allowed to use the petrification ability."

After that, when swarms of alienated Acromantulas left him and rushed towards the door, Maka stepped up the stairs deep in the hall and walked quickly towards the stone platform.

"Has the remaining magic power fluctuation been disturbed...?" He stretched out his staff and tapped it lightly on the stone platform. Although there was no gain, his expression did not show much disappointment, "Well, it should be said that it is indeed the case.

'What? Or..."

…

In any case, his harvest from this trip was sufficient.

Initially, he went there because of a group of wizards trying to disrupt the Alchemy Competition. As for the final result, he caught a bunch of wizards who wanted to do evil. Except for the main force of the Indian delegation, these wizards were all

These dark wizards from surrounding countries will be interrogated and transferred to the International Confederation of Wizards.

In addition to this, he even got some unexpected and suspicious information. Even if the prophecy from the prophet was somewhat ambiguous - prophecies usually have this virtue, but that was what he needed, and being able to get it accurately was enough.

Let’s celebrate together.

As for where the old prophet ran away in the end, and what secrets he hid... Since the old man escaped resolutely and completely, Maka had to take a long-term approach.

Therefore, starting from the next morning, Maka once again fell into the cycle of giving lectures and dealing with pre-game matters. And the Order of the Phoenix, which had been stagnant for a long time, even though it seemed to have fewer members to mobilize, it also ushered in a long-lost meeting.

mission action.

That church is very suspicious, and it is very likely to act to hinder the progress of the competition. For Hogwarts, it is naturally a target that must be paid attention to.

However, although the actions of Maka and the Order of the Phoenix are important, they are somewhat boring. In comparison, the lives of the little wizards are much more cheerful and pure...

"...'Ehwaz' means cooperation, and 'Eihwaz' means defense? No, no, that's not right... This is the interpretation in the runes. If it is placed in the Anglo-Saxon-Footok text, 'Eihwaz' is actually the defender.

the meaning of……"

In the past few days, a rather spectacular competition venue has been set up in the front courtyard of the castle, and Maka has put a lot of thought into it. But for Enns, who has been squatting in the library, it is nothing like him.

There is no half-copper nut relationship.

Because the burden of learning a language from scratch was indeed too heavy for a new student, he finally gave up on the most systematic and orthodox learning plan, and instead set his goal on "translating the words on that piece of parchment."

"Words are enough".

Although he is not unaware that complete study is actually not a bad thing, he really doesn't have the intention to study and study on his own. He thinks that he probably won't take any ancient magic text courses in the future, even if they are taught.

It's the same thing with Macca McClain.

And now, the piece of parchment originally placed on the round table in the secret room was about to complete the preliminary translation work. Of course, the rough translation quality was enough for him to rework and refine it several times.

"'', wealth, property, inheritance... If you put it here, well, it probably means 'funeral objects'? No, if it is more accurate, it should be 'things left after death'..."

Enns, who was lying on the corner of the reading table, dropped the quill in his hand and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. This kind of work was really strenuous, and was ten times more difficult than practicing spells - at least that's what he felt.

After relaxing his muscles and bones, Enns finally picked up the manuscript paper in front of him and shook it. Due to several reworks, this was not the first time he had seen this thing, and it would definitely not be the last time:

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To the little badger who is lucky enough to come here:

First of all, you who can reach the secret room I opened will definitely not be the most typical little badger.

You may have the courage of Godric, or you may have the intelligence of Rowena...well, you may even be like Salazar, who has "cold on the surface, but an awkward sense of justice hidden in the heart."

Maybe he has an interesting personality?

Of course, no matter which one you are, or you have all three, you must still have the same diligent and determined heart as me, right?

Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Helga Hufflepuff, a fat witch who loves food.

Writing this, I actually feel very sorry. Because I know you are a student of my college, but I can’t spend more time here to discuss my favorite food with you...

Let me just mention it a little: all the bookshelves, baskets, and cabinets in my secret room are recipes that I have collected or created. Now, they all belong to you! Oh, I mean, if

What if you were the first little badger to come here?

Then, it’s time to get down to business.

First, this letter was entrusted to me by someone, and it involves a very secret plan;

Second, this plan seems to be very dangerous, at least as far as I know... I'm not sure whether you are willing to risk your life, so it's up to you to judge;

Third, if you choose to take this risk, I believe you will get a lot from this plan, but I have to remind you that the rewards are often not as heavy as the effort;

Fourth, I believe you are a smart enough child to take responsibility for your own choices. If you are still willing to continue after seeing this, then go to the third girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle! Maybe you can

Find some interesting stuff, but be careful of the guardians there.

Finally, don't worry, you still have room to give up before you need to make the next choice. You are a lucky person, otherwise, you would not be able to find this secret room left behind.

So I sincerely wish you can live your life in peace and freedom like me.

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This is a letter, a letter left by the founder of Hufflepuff, and it can also be said to be a somewhat confusing guide.

In this letter, danger is mentioned many times, and it seems to come from a plan.

“…a plan that presents both risks and opportunities.”

Even though Enns had read it many times, he still couldn't figure out anything. Helga's letter could be said to have something to say, but it could also be said that it was just a bunch of nonsense.

In other words, this letter is truly meaningful only if he chooses to follow its contents. Otherwise... at least he is not very interested in the recipe.

"The third girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle... water always comes out from under the door?" Enns leaned back in his chair and recalled, "Not many people go there... I'd better find some time to take a look.

Let's see! But before that, you still have to be careful about that boy Alexander, don't let him notice..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "What an annoying boy."