harry potter book of crimes

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

A few weeks have passed since Maca came back from Romania. Although McGonagall read Akinbad's letter to him as soon as he returned to Hogwarts, he didn't say anything.

specific opinions.

He just said——

"Christmas is coming soon!"

After that, the situation at Israel's Heberhe Academy of Magic also spread to Hogwarts with the media, but Maka still didn't react at all.

It's like, now he just wants to prepare well for Christmas and let all the teachers and students in the school have an unforgettable night. Other than that, he doesn't think about anything else.

So, as the days passed, the biggest change in everyone's daily life was only the snowflakes dancing in the sky.

In the office, Maka was immersed in the manuscript paper and calculating quickly, and his pen never stopped.

It can be seen that there is a comet orbit map not far away on the table, which was recently predicted by Muggle astronomers and is obviously much more detailed than his previous one.

Only occasionally, while writing, he would pick up the cup on the table and pour a sip of cold tea into his mouth.

He didn't know how long it took before he suddenly inserted the quill into the ink bottle, then gathered up the thick stack of manuscript paper in front of him and put it aside.

After drinking all the tea in the cup, he finally leaned back on the chair, squinted his eyes and rested for a moment.

"In this way, it might really work..." Maka thought to herself, "Of course, the premise is that the data are correct."

After letting his brain rest for a while, he stood up and walked towards the door.

…

It's almost dusk, and without the warm sunshine during the day, you can intuitively feel the temperature dropping rapidly.

Maka stepped on the snow that had accumulated long ago and walked through most of the front yard with the sound of "crunching", and once again came to the door of Hagrid's hunting cabin.

"Bang bang!"

He knocked on the door, but after a while he couldn't wait for Hagrid to come out and open the door.

Of course, these days, it is more likely that no one will answer the door when knocking on Hagrid's door, but this does not mean that Hagrid is not at home.

Maka has long been used to this.

He didn't pay much attention to it, he just waved his hand in front of the door a few times, and then opened the door.

"Are you really in there again?"

I looked around the room, but there was no one there.

But in this small room today, there is something that has never appeared here before - it is a flat box like a door panel. To put it more unluckily, it is like a coffin lid.

At this moment, the "coffin lid" was leaning against the wall of the hut. The room was quiet, with almost no movement.

Maka shrugged, raised her legs and walked straight there.

It wasn't until he came to the front of the thing that he could see that one side of the flat box was basically a door panel, and there was even an old copper door handle on it!

And when he grasped the doorknob with a nonchalant expression and suddenly pulled it open, everything behind the panel door immediately came into view.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is a small world hidden in this flat box, which is no more than an inch thick (about 7.6 centimeters).

"Roar--"

As soon as the door panel was opened, a loud roar immediately came from inside, but the sound seemed to be thousands of meters away.

Maka didn't stop at the door, and stepped in directly after opening the door.

Since this flat box is leaning against the wall of the cabin, the synchronized change in the inclination of the ground and the center of gravity may feel a little strange when you first walk over.

But when you enter it, the suddenly clear view will make you completely forget your previous doubts.

The first thing you see is an open grassland, and above your head is a shade of trees.

In fact, if you look back for a moment, you will find that the place you just entered is actually a large and sturdy tree. The door located on the trunk of the tree seems to have grown there, and it even has a somewhat artistic atmosphere.

"Bang!"

He closed the door panel first.

"Hagrid!"

Suddenly turning around, Maka's shout spread all the way along the green grass, attracting many magical animals living here along the way.

A group of white Pegasus were chewing the grass with their heads down. After hearing Maka's voice, their ears suddenly twitched twice, and then they all raised their heads and looked here.

There were several holes in the ground not far away. When Maka's shout passed by, several goblins emerged from the ground and looked around curiously - and then they were caught by the flying owl Mafa.

Waiting for the distance.

Suddenly, a series of flying birds flashed, jumped and ran past at Pegasus' feet.

Those naughty little guys were chasing each other and playing around, but unexpectedly, an invisible beast suddenly appeared next to them, seemingly trying to drive them back to their safe nest.

Maka's eyes did not linger on them for too long. He raised his head and looked further away. He could see a huge creature soaring in the sky in the distance.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, another roar resounded through the space, causing all the magical animals to flee towards their nests.

That was Norberta, the Norwegian Ridgeback - most animals didn't know that although her voice could spread, she couldn't pass through this area.

"Oh! Maka, are you here?"

When Maka walked over, Hagrid, who heard his shout, temporarily put down the iron bucket in his hand and came over to meet him.

"I'm preparing dinner for Norberta! I brought some fish here today..." he said happily, "I've heard that the Norwegian Ridgeback is the only fire dragon that can go fishing in the sea, and I was just thinking about giving it a try.

Is it real."

But after Maka heard this, she spread her hands.

"It may be possible to catch fish, but it's not necessarily for eating -" he said. "You know, swimming in the sea may just be a way of entertainment for them."

Having said that, Maka did not stop Hagrid's attempt. After all, he just casually mentioned a possibility.

When he watched Hagrid turn around to knead some minced meat, Maka also helped him do it.

"How are you getting along with the animals?" He asked while adding vegetables to the minced meat. "If you have any problems, please tell me and I will work with you to find a solution - especially the safety aspect.

Don't let anything cause any accidents!"

"Well, in fact, it's nothing," Hagrid thought for a while and said, "If I have to say, hey, can this place be bigger? I think Norbert's sweetheart never flies fast enough..."

Maka grinned when he heard this. To be honest, he really couldn't stand Hagrid's strange behavior.

"It's not impossible to superimpose the Traceless Stretching Spell again, but it will take more time to stabilize the space. By then, Christmas will probably be over!"

"Oh, okay!"

Hagrid shook off the pieces of meat on his hands, then wiped his hands and went back to cutting the cabbage.

But after he took a few steps, his feet suddenly stopped, and he turned around to look at Maka with a puzzled expression.

"Maka, seriously!" Hagrid couldn't help but ask, "Why do I feel that... you seem to be particularly attentive to the preparations for this Christmas event?"

"Huh? Wouldn't it be better to be serious?" Maka said with a relaxed smile, "Every year, old students graduate, and new students enroll - I hope to leave some wonderful impressions or memories for them.

"

"Of course this is a good thing, I just..." Hagrid struggled with his words and hesitated, "I feel like you seem to be more diligent this time than when you were preparing for the Alchemy Competition last time!"

"There are also guests from outside the school coming this time, and there are quite a few of them!"

Maka waved her hand and stopped talking. Instead, she let the iron bucket containing a large pile of minced meat and vegetable shreds float on its own.

The bucket alone was half as tall as him, and he didn't have the strength to lift it up like Hagrid.

"Dong dong——"

But I saw him tapping the wall of the barrel with a spoon, making several muffled sounds as it was full of things.

Before the knocking sound could settle down, several hippogriffs emerged from a small forest in the distance. After running a few steps on the grass, they spread their wings and flew towards this side.

come over.

Hagrid watched Maka start to feed the hippogriffs, so he had no choice but to stop asking questions and instead picked up another bucket containing large pieces of fish meat and walked further away.

Maka was scooping out the minced meat with a large spoon and throwing it to the hippogriffs surrounding her, watching them raise their front hooves and probe to catch it.

These hippogriffs were all sick, and he and Hagrid had to mix potions into their food. But it was precisely because of their diseases that Hagrid was able to buy them at a low price from a certain breeder.

He fed him a few tablespoons of minced meat, looked back at Hagrid's leaving figure, and then sighed secretly.

"I hope everyone can have a good time at Christmas soon!"

After finishing feeding the large bucket of minced meat, and watching the hippogriffs slowly return to the woods, Maka gently took out her staff and waved it in the sky.

When watching a certain light source in the sky gradually dimming, most of the animals looked up to the sky - they are not used to this kind of darkness yet!

Looking at Hagrid again, she saw that the guy was being whipped to the ground by Norberta's tail, but he immediately got up and tried to give him a hug. Maka couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.

If I could be as pure and frank as Hagrid, maybe many things would become very simple.

"I'm going back!"

After shouting this again, Maka stopped delaying and turned around to walk towards the big tree.

It's not just Hagrid's side that he has to take care of. He still has to deal with the Defense Against the Dark Arts stuff that Snape still gave him!

Not long after, when the door embedded in the tree trunk closed again, this space finally entered the real night. (To be continued)