harry potter book of crimes

"Justice never admits defeat!"

At first glance, this headline with an inexplicable secondary flavor really blinded Maka. But when Maka saw the subtitle below, the headline that was full of royal spirit was immediately attracted to him.

Forgot to forget.

"...'The dean of Xibohe Magic Academy came forward, and the mysterious dark wizard was injured and escaped.'" Maka read out the line slowly, and then slightly twitched the corner of her mouth, "Why don't I believe it?"

Anyone who knows who destroyed the Ministry of Magic in Israel is unlikely to believe the content of this article. Who is Helbo? He is a powerful dark wizard whose name remains to this day!

Heberhe Magic Academy is the only magic school in Israel. Since it is next to Egypt, most of its student resources have been robbed.

As for who the dean of that college is, Maka has never even heard of it - yes, there seems to have never been any decent magic papers.

But of course, you can't be too absolute. Who knows if it's another old monster who likes to hide his strength?

You know, since entering the magic world until now, Maka has met several old wizards who are obviously beyond the normal level. If there are one or two more, he will not be surprised at all.

However, the most likely thing now is that Haierbo will start directing and acting on his own!

As Maka had expected, Haierbo was indeed not bold enough to make an enemy of the world. But what Maka didn't expect was that not only was this old guy not very courageous, but he was also surprisingly cautious.

Coupled with his despicable methods and unique magic, it is of course easy for him to change his identity.

In the final analysis, Maka still lacks the necessary understanding of Haierbo, which is the same nature as his failure to understand Rowena.

A thousand years is indeed enough time for a lot of information to be buried forever in the dust of history.

"justice?"

After briefly reading the entire news article, he glanced at the headline again, and all he could think of was a sneer in his heart.

"Maka, what do you think of the dean of Xibohe College..."

"It should be Haierbo himself."

In response to Professor McGonagall's question, Maka gave a direct answer. In fact, since McGonagall would ask this question, it was obvious that she was also suspicious of the "just dean".

"Then," Professor McGonagall took the newspaper again and said seriously, "I'm going to write an urgent letter to Mr. Akinbad... What to do next, let's first look at the trends of the International Federation of Wizards.

talk."

"Well, it's better to be on the safe side." Maka nodded, "Oh, by the way... Regarding the last report, I have already sent it to President Ajinbad. Professor, you only need to explain your guesses about this new change.

That’s it.”

"OK."

Professor McGonagall said and patted Maka on the shoulder.

"You are right to do this. There are many things that should not be borne by yourself. You are a kind child, but now, you should also understand that 'your own pain and fatigue will also make some people feel pain.'

This is what happened.”

After that, Mag didn't stay any longer, turned around and left quickly.

Maka stared blankly at the closed office door. After a long time, he nodded silently.

"I see."

Suddenly looking back, the snowflakes outside the window were still falling leisurely, and the cold air was slowly sucked into the lungs, telling the chill in my heart.

…

Since Haierbo will choose to settle in Israel, this is not only the fact that it appears again, but also a signal of temporary safety for Maka.

The easy life at Hogwarts also proves this point.

Under Professor McGonagall's persuasion...or, in other words, under the influence of the idea that "if the sky falls, the International Federation of Wizards will still be there to support it", Maka also put those troubles aside.

If the international page of the Daily Prophet had not been discussing the situation there every day recently, everyone would have forgotten this big news.

After all, this is an overseas incident. Just like the attack on the school in Greece last time, the phenomenon of not caring about oneself and not taking care of oneself exists everywhere.

In the past few days, in addition to studying the data provided by Old Yuen before going to bed at night, Maka spent at least half of her daytime designing activities for "Protection of Magical Creatures" and "Defense Against the Dark Arts".

Perhaps to other people, what Maka is doing is quite difficult work, but for him, it is undoubtedly a kind of relaxation.

"Hagrid, are you in there? Hagrid?"

One afternoon, Maka walked through the increasingly thick snow to the hunting lodge and knocked hard on the wooden door.

The barking of the hound fang told him that there was a high possibility that Hagrid was at home.

Sure enough, not long after, he heard another rough voice in the barking of the dogs. It was Hagrid scolding Fang to shut up.

Soon, the wooden door creaked open from the inside, and Maka said hello.

"Hagrid, are you free? Come with me -"

He didn't even go in, he just stood on the doorstep and spoke.

"What?" Hagrid looked a little confused for a moment, "I'm free, I'm free, but...where are we going?"

"Romania," Maca said with a wave of her hand, "I contacted Charlie's research institute... Oh, you know, Charlie Weasley - he helped take away your Norbert."

"Oh, I remember," Hagrid nodded, "Ron's brother...er, do you want it?"

"That's right, I went to a Romanian dragon farm and borrowed a fire dragon. Well, actually, this was the inspiration you gave me."

"Triwizard Cup?"

Last time Hagrid borrowed an invisible beast to use as a classroom teaching material, he was looking for connections to the Triwizard Tournament. Only this time, Maka set his sights on the seemingly impossible fire dragon.

Dangerous magical creatures like that are generally impossible to loan out, unless it is a large-scale traditional event like the Triwizard Tournament.

Except for special dragon breeding farms with special licenses from the International Federation of Wizards, any private or organizational practice of domesticating fire dragons is illegal, and will be sent to the Wizards' Court!

"Maka, how did you do it? How could the Romanian Fire Dragon Research Institute agree..."

But Maka waved her hand, signaling Hagrid to quickly close the door and prepare to leave.

"I asked Scrimgeour to help me get a research application - in fact, Professor Dumbledore has done this before, otherwise you would think that the 'Fire Dragon Blood' in his 'Twelve Uses of Fire Dragon Blood' can help the fire dragon speed up.

How did Heal the Wound come about?"

What Maka mentioned was Dumbledore's famous research, which was also a major discovery that played a decisive role in the development of Dragon's Blood Healing Cream.

"...Let's go!" After he finished speaking, he continued to urge, "Harry and the others have to go together, and Luna has a class to attend this afternoon! We have to be back before the last class period!"

Visiting a dragon farm is usually the most desirable thing for students.

Because, although boys all like this powerful creature full of power, due to the danger and uncertainty of fire dragons, the dragon farm is usually not open to the outside world.

If you want to visit, you have to apply in the name of research and study like Maka. After all, the dragon farm also needs to recruit trainers, right?

After Hagrid closed the door, the two of them hurried to the school gate.

After a moment of astonishment, Hagrid looked particularly excited. He was the one who loved fire dragons the most here.

The best proof is that he secretly hatched the dragon eggs and tried to raise Norbert in the hunting lodge.

"Come here and form a circle. We'll use the portkey to get in."

Maka waved and then took out a strange pink collar from the pocket on his waist. This door key was given by the Ministry of Magic, otherwise, it would be really inconvenient for him to bring such a thing since he had never been to Romania.

People walk together.

…

Romania has a mountain range that spans the country like a backbone. This natural screen alone occupies 40% of the entire country's land.

The Romanian dragon farm, hidden from the sight of local Muggles, is located in that mountain range.

In recent days, snow has also begun to fall here, covering the mountains with a layer of fine white. The place where Maka and others appeared is a slightly open mountain clearing, and everything around them is almost mixed.

Dark green with snow.

At one end of the clearing, a path crookedly extended all the way into the forest. Not far away, it was obscured by more and denser trees.

But just next to the intersection, a wooden sign stuck diagonally on the ground pointed out the way for everyone... although this was somewhat unnecessary.

"There is only one road here. What is the significance of this sign?"

Ron couldn't help but vomit, but unexpectedly, Ginny next to Harry coughed lightly.

"That seems to be Charlie's handwriting," she murmured in a low voice, "look at that 'D', it's written as a 'P' again! He has never written well..."

The few people were talking casually while walking forward along the winding forest path. They could feel that there was a certain slope under their feet, and they should be walking down.

According to Maka's guess, the dragon farm might be built in a valley.

And not long after, when they rounded another corner, the sight that suddenly appeared in front of them told Maka that his guess was correct.

This is a large, gentle valley with several old-looking buildings standing on the valley floor.

Except for those few buildings, the rest of the place retains its original topography, and is symbolically extended to the left and right by a wooden fence until it disappears into the forest.

As for why it is said to be "symbolic"... After all, this place is a fire dragon breeding farm. How can a wooden fence contain those flying behemoths?

"Oh! There's a fire dragon over there!" Luna suddenly shouted. (To be continued)