harry potter book of crimes

"Disasters always come unexpectedly as time goes by, and we... are all small. When misfortune approaches us, all we can do is wait silently."

"Madam, let go of the obsession in your heart! Let it go..."

Sybill Trelawney, who is sitting in the crowd and divining a certain witch, is the divination professor at Hogwarts. Of course, her words can basically be ignored on weekdays, because in most cases she

He is just talking nonsense.

But it is incorrect to say that she has no real ability.

At that time, Trelawney was also a professor who was personally interviewed by Dumbledore. She relied not only on her grandmother, the once famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney, but also because during the interview

, she made a real prophecy in front of Dumbledore.

It's a pity that things like bloodline will weaken as they are passed down from generation to generation. Naturally, things like the prophet's bloodline, which specifically selects female offspring to be awakened, are more difficult to pass on.

In addition, Sybil is a mixed race, and the blood originating from her father has been weakened to a certain extent...

Yes, fundamentally speaking, the achievements of wizards do not actually depend on blood. Muggle-born wizards also have almost equal room for growth.

But in some specific aspects, the evil blood theory that hinders the progress of the magic world may not necessarily be nonsense.

"Yes...relax, don't be nervous, relax...you have to believe that when you treat others with sincerity and live a stable life, the bad luck that has been staring at you will quietly disappear..."

This is the first time Maka has heard that misfortune can also take care of people. However, ending the story by persuading people to do good like Trelawney is also a desirable behavior.

"Oh, I understand, Ms. Trelawney! I will do as you say..." The witch nodded repeatedly at Trelawney, and then said, "By the way, that...although I know

Talking about gold Galleons at this time might be a bit...but how much should I pay you?"

"Well, there is always a price for a prophet to reveal the future...but you don't have to worry about it, just give it as you like."

Seeing the witch take out two stacks of gold Galleons from her pocket and place them in front of Trelawney, Maka planned to take back her previous comment... yes, at least half of it.

But at this moment, Trelawney suddenly raised her head and looked at Luna, who was standing not far away.

Luna was currently with Harry and others, but Harry and Hermione were closer to Worple and the vampire Bloody, while Luna, who was at the end, was almost standing at Trelawney's table.

"Miss Lovegood?" The divination professor seemed a little happy when he saw that it was Luna. "Come, come and sit down next to me... When I am doing divination for others, you can feel it by the side."

In the third grade, one of Luna's elective courses was divination.

Although her results in divination were not very good, her ethereal eyes and unrestrained words always appealed to Trelawney.

It's just that from Maka's point of view, Trelawney loves Luna so much that she might want to train her to become a magic stick like herself.

"Sorry, Professor Trelawney, we still have something to do - the extracurricular tutoring in divination, I think we should wait until the next time!"

Although Luna seemed to be very interested in this, Maka didn't want her to waste time with Trelawney.

Conventional divination is not difficult, but the accuracy is never high; and unconventional ones like prophet bloodline are simply impossible for ordinary people to learn.

So Maka simply went over and pulled Luna away.

"Oh, Maka?" She let Maka hold her sleeve without any resistance and asked as she walked, "Where are we going? Is it to dance?"

"I remember, you don't seem to like dancing, right?" Maka brought Luna back to Harry and others, and then casually said, "And the dance hasn't started yet..."

As soon as he got here, Mr. Worple stood up - he had just taken Slughorn's medicine, and he was in a very energetic state now, and now he saw Maka back.

He immediately came closer.

"Mr. Maclean, I am Elder Walpole... Professor Slughorn has mentioned you many times in his correspondence with me. Your deeds make me sincerely yearn for you! In fact, I have known you a long time ago.

I want to meet you..."

Seeing that this little wizard had always shown great enthusiasm, Maka was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, Mr. Worple? Nice to meet you—"

Looking at this guy's age, Maka knew that he was probably Slughorn's student or something. If it was just to meet and get to know each other, then it wouldn't be a big deal.

But then, Walpole began to ramble on about his autobiography.

"...To be honest, people all over the world are eager to know more about you. For example, your past, your childhood, your life, your thoughts... Of course, maybe your views on mate selection.

?”

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked back and forth at the three girls, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, but he didn't say anything offensive.

"Actually," he continued, "I really want to write a book for you, about this first major stage of your life! If you are willing to accept a few interviews with me, well... no need to do more, each one

Once a month is enough, and it won’t take much time. In a few months, you will be able to read a personal autobiography about yourself..."

"Really, it's no trouble at all. What do you think?"

After saying that, Walpole looked at Maka with a face full of expectation, and from time to time he cast a "asking for assistance" look at Slughorn, who came back here again.

But right now, the fat old man was feeling sorry for Maka for rejecting his "good idea"! How could he pay attention to these little things?

"Autobiography?" Maka shook her head decisively and said, "I'm sorry. If I have any intention in this regard in the future, I will contact you again."

Walpole was of course unwilling to be rejected by Maka quickly. But when he wanted to persuade Maka further, a house elf suddenly appeared next to Slughorn.

"Mr. Slughorn, all the guests on your invitation list have arrived."

Slughorn, who had been thinking about something for a while, finally came to his senses when he heard the sound, and then he nodded clearly.

"knew."

For this old man, this dance has lost the finishing touch of the soul, but everyone has already arrived, so what should continue must be continued as usual, right?

"McLean, everyone, please excuse me for a moment."

Before he finished speaking, he hurried to the front and started his almost routine speech mode in personal activities.

It was at this moment that Hermione suddenly turned around and looked at Maka without saying a word.

It's a dance! There's always dancing...

"He——" "Bang!"

Maka then opened her mouth, and suddenly there was a sound from the door - the door of the small hall was opened.

"Oh! Sorry, Slughorn...he tried too hard."

A figure much taller than the average person suddenly appeared at the door. Maka looked back and saw that it was Hagrid.

"Maka, are you there? I heard you came here for the dance...hey?"

There were too many people in this hall, and Hagrid couldn't immediately find Maka's whereabouts. Maka was just about to wave her hand, but she accidentally caught Hermione's eyes.

"Um……"

He smiled helplessly and took his hand back halfway.

Maka has never discovered what qualities she has that attract girls. But no matter what, when a girl stares at you with that complicated expression, she will inevitably feel embarrassed.

This is the same even if you have clearly refused once.

"Maka?" Hagrid shouted again, but when no one responded, he could only shake his head and said to himself, "Isn't he here? Oh, then where could he be..."

Since no one was found, Hagrid had no choice but to leave first and close the door again.

People in the small hall looked around. In fact, many people were looking at Maka intentionally or unintentionally. But Maka himself didn't move, so they naturally had no reason to help him answer.

"...Ahem," Slughorn glanced at Maka thoughtfully, and then continued what he just said, "Okay! Anyway, I announce that tonight's private dance will begin now!"

But he took out his magic wand and waved it, and the soft sound of musical instruments suddenly turned into melodious classical dance music. The first dance tonight was about to begin——

"Gentlemen and ladies! Please enjoy this romantic first song with your dance partners!"

Maka glanced at Luna habitually and saw her running to the side with a smile of interest, as if she wanted to go to the sidelines to find those guys with novel dance moves to relieve her boredom.

"Well, Hermione..." He quickly looked at the top student girl not far away, blinked and said, "I don't know, would I be lucky enough to invite you to dance with me?"

Hermione was indeed dressed beautifully today. The special material of the gauze gave her a more gentle temperament, and the off-the-shoulder design added a bit of adult femininity to her.

Even Maka felt the other party's full charm.

However, sometimes, things always develop in unexpected directions. And this trend has become more and more obvious in Maka in recent years.

"Sorry, I don't want to dance, please find someone else!"

Even Harry and Ginny, who were standing aside and watching secretly, were shocked when they heard Hermione's words.

"What...is wrong with her?" Harry asked blankly.

Although Ginny was a girl of about the same age, she was also full of surprise.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either!"

Maka looked at Hermione who turned away and scratched her head inexplicably. (To be continued)