harry potter book of crimes

"Clang-"

With a clear metal collision, the cast iron door of the cell was closed by Maka. Kingsley, who was waiting in the corridor outside the door, immediately walked to Maka, first glanced into the prison, and then turned his gaze.

It fell on Maka.

"What did you find?"

Nothing could be seen from Maka's expression. His face was still as calm as ever, and he silently suppressed everything in his chest.

"Let's go!" He shook his head, "Maybe there are some clues, but I can't be sure yet..."

After saying that, Maka took the lead and walked towards the stairs along the route she came from.

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As Maka had predicted before, this trip did not consume him too much time. Even including the process of going to the Ministry of Magic to find Scrimgeour, it was only when he returned to Hogwarts.

Before eleven o'clock at night.

Of course, usually at this time, the students would already be lying on their beds and falling asleep - and today was no exception.

At night, there is a refreshing coolness.

Compared with the desolation and desolation of Azkaban, this night at Hogwarts has an even more reassuring atmosphere.

Now that there is no hustle and bustle during the day, those who need to think quietly can get an extra peace of mind.

Therefore, this is also the time period that Maca prefers.

However, once a person has responsibilities that need to be assumed, he must set aside some time for himself that is not his own. In order to give lectures to the little wizards on time tomorrow, Maka had to remind herself that it is best to go to bed early.

Have a good sleep.

"Kingsley, please lead the way for me tonight."

Outside the school gate, Maka nodded to the dark-skinned capable Auror, then waved her hand to open the school gate and walked in slowly.

Kingsley looked at him from behind, looking at this young boy with a steady pace - Kingsley himself was also a person who could be proud of his own efforts and talents. After graduating from Hogwarts, he had completed many other tasks.

Things that even wizards can't do.

But once compared with this young man, both his own abilities and the burden on his shoulders seemed a bit mediocre.

"The people Professor Dumbledore likes always make people feel ashamed..."

Kingsley stood there for a moment, until the school door closed again, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

On the other side, under the misty and cold moonlight, Maka was walking on the lawn. As he walked forward, he thought about the new gains he had just found in Azkaban.

This time, he carefully looked through the large memory of the bald alchemist. Even with his mental strength, he was somewhat top-heavy from just now.

He knew that this was discomfort caused by overuse of the brain in a short period of time and needed to be relieved by rest.

But he didn't do it... at least not right away, because some associations aroused his interest in the first place, making him not want to put the matter aside for the time being.

"Well, am I too worried...or is this the fact?"

Maka's feet were still moving slowly on the lawn at night, lifting and putting them down, moving forward step by step. But the thoughts in his heart had already flown to the castle in front of him, to the small island in the Mediterranean.

Flying to the deep mountains and forests of Albania...

What made Maka think about it was actually another wizard in the memory of the bald old man - no, it should be said that it was a small embroidery pattern on the corner of the wizard's robe.

To be honest, Maka didn't gain much from tonight's trip to Azkaban. Even if he expended a lot of energy in those few minutes, he only saw the boring daily life of the bald old man.

The bald man was a rare spiritual alchemist who was good at making alchemy dolls inherited from his ancestors. In the first half of his life, the study of astrology was actually non-existent.

But it was a black-robed wizard of unknown origin who made him learn the astrological circle.

From his memory, it can be known that the whereabouts of the black-robed wizard is very mysterious. According to the other party, he seems to be a member of a secret organization. The other party went to him with the purpose of investigating him and trying to include him.

within the other party’s organization.

As for the reason why the mysterious black-robed wizard took a fancy to him, it was precisely because of his spiritual alchemy knowledge and talent - in other words, perhaps being able to use the astrological circle was the biggest reason for the other party to find him.

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However, whether they are wizards or Muggles, everyone always has their own thoughts and judgments.

One day, when the bald alchemist predicted something big through the astrological circle, he no longer cared about joining the mysterious organization.

And that so-called "big thing" was actually the recovery of Haierbo that Enns witnessed!

"The famous dark wizard from ancient times is about to reappear in the world." This kind of disaster is no joke - it turns out that not everyone has a strong nerve like Maca.

For this reason, he read a lot of information and tried to find something that could protect himself enough.

Because he understands that once the ancient dark wizard really transcends a thousand years and appears in today's era, I am afraid that the world will never be peaceful again.

Not to mention whether the future he fears will come as expected, not to mention whether he is a little unfounded... At least it is worth mentioning that he actually discovered two magic items that might allow him to gain power.

But coincidentally, the two discoveries he made were not from the large amount of information he kept searching for, but from Maka, who he was supposed to have no contact with for the rest of his life.

The first time was one morning after he learned about the existence of Herbo through astrology, and the news that the first International Alchemy Competition would be held at Hogwarts spread all over the world.

And this bald old man, who had a certain status in the Iranian magic world, learned about the alchemical legacy of Nicolas Flamel from the students who went to attend the Beauxbatons Alchemy Symposium.

The magic stone was the first object he learned that could greatly increase his strength.

Since then, he has been preparing for the plan to seize the alchemy inheritance, and even gathered a lot of ordinary wizards who can be driven by him for this purpose.

However, plans always fail to keep up with changes, and Maka's surprise attack that night really caught him off guard.

He already had a good understanding of Maka's ability, having already collected a lot of information. Even if it could not be called detailed, he also understood that he could not solve the problem by brute force.

So, that night, he chose to retreat without hesitation.

But it was on that night, when Maka appeared quietly outside the door of the hall, that he obtained the key information of "The Successor of Pain" through the astrological circle.

Therefore, the dagger named "Pain", which was powerful enough to tear apart other people's souls, was also included in his goal of strengthening himself.

Unfortunately, the dementors of Azkaban told him the most important thing - sometimes, the most terrifying thing is not the unpredictable end point, because you may not even be able to cross the rocks on the way.

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Of course, there were many things involved. In fact, Maka had roughly known it since the first time he checked his memory. But the only part he realized he had overlooked tonight was just the black-robed wizard.

The pattern in the corner of the robe.

If he recognized it correctly, it seemed to be the sideways silhouette of some kind of bird. If he wanted to identify it in more detail, he thought it was probably a...

"Raven."

Maka paused while walking on the grass. He slowly chewed on this inconspicuous word in his mouth, while his mind kept wandering through certain memories.

This word has no special meaning to most people. But after Maka noticed the pattern, his heart was quickly filled with another word.

"Why isn't the representative animal of Ravenclaw Academy a raven?" Maka stood on the lawn, thinking secretly, "Yes! I have already known this answer since a long time ago.

knew."

Because Ravenclaw is not Rowena's surname, but her husband's.

Back then, Maka found some records about the encounter between her and her husband on Rowena's island. Now that I think about it, that might be the person who really holds the surname "Ravenclaw".

For this reason, Rowena's daughter Helena, the ghost of Hogwarts, Ms. Grey, also has the same surname of "Ravenclaw".

As for Rowena herself...maybe she really is called "Rowena Mira"?

"But...so what?"

A raven-like pattern alone is not enough to explain too much. This is just a guess made by Maka.

However, this little speculation gave him enough reason to decide to investigate the group of suspicious people who were still planning something in the south of England.

Thinking of this, Maka couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief - he hoped that he could get closer to the truth behind Rowena, and he didn't want to be so passive anymore.

If I have to say it, from the beginning, he was not a guy who liked to be restrained and controlled by others, right?

"Come on, let's go to bed today..."

He twisted his neck to loosen up his slightly swollen head, and then continued to walk towards the main entrance of the castle, which was already very close at hand.

This is actually a good night. The moon is bright and the clouds are curling up in the sky. When you raise your head, you can see the stars all over the sky looming among the mist.

It's a pity that some people are afraid that they no longer have the intention to appreciate it.