harry potter book of crimes

Ta...ta...ta...ta.

Maka walked alone into the Room of Requirement where Harry was, only to find that it was quiet inside, with only the sound of his footsteps on the floor echoing hollowly.

And I don’t know why, but the light here is seriously insufficient, and I can hardly see anything clearly with just my eyes.

"boom!"

With a wave of his backhand, he closed the door connecting to the corridor again.

In fact, Maka didn't really need lighting. He could tell where Harry and the Gryffindor sword were just by sensing the magic power.

Especially the latter - if the obscure magic wave that is exactly the same as the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror can be seen, it will be like a big light bulb in the dark, making it difficult for Maka not to notice it.

.

However, for the sake of intuition, Maka still let the Room of Requirement transform into a ball of light emitting soft light.

Immediately, the original darkness in the room was quietly dispersed, and Harry's figure was revealed.

"Harry?"

Seeing Zheng standing deeper in the room with his sword in hand, his eyes slightly closed and motionless, and his face seemed to be slightly unnaturally pale. Maka called him tentatively, but did not get any response.

But looking at his slightly undulating chest and the lack of any scars on his body, you can tell that at least he is still alive and well.

However, on the surface, Harry seemed very calm, but in Maka's induction, the magic wave originating from his soul was trembling violently and abnormally.

Generally speaking, such strong magic activity will only appear very briefly at the moment when a high-intensity spell is cast because of the more complete rule runes contained in it.

And if Harry remains in a highly active state like this right now, that might mean...

"...Have you come into contact with the complete rules?"

Maka, who has studied the rule runes quite deeply now, is very familiar with Harry's state. If coupled with his understanding of the soul rule runes, then he will obviously be able to understand what is happening to Harry.

what.

As far as Maka knows, there is a branch of the soul rules in the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror. And now it seems that the same is true in the Sword of Gryffindor.

It's a pity that the power of the second-level rule runes is so easy to touch?

Suddenly, Harry's eyes opened without warning, and a pair of bloodshot eyes looked straight in front of where Maka was.

From those deep pupils, Maka could faintly smell a violent aura.

"Hmm... Sure enough, it still doesn't work?"

Maka had obviously expected this... No, to be precise, he had roughly considered this possibility in advance.

From Maka's own understanding of the soul rune "arrogance" in the Bewitched Monument, we can know that the control of soul rules has individual adaptability.

For example, he is not very compatible with "arrogance". The reason why he was able to initially grasp it was purely based on theoretical analysis and interpretation.

But when it comes to Harry's fight with the Sword of Gryffindor, he can only rely on "adaptation" to solve it.

Obviously, even with the storybook Dumbledore left for Harry as a guide, Harry himself still seemed to be missing something.

While Maka was thinking, Harry across from him suddenly moved!

"Drink——"

Without saying a word, he struck with a sword. The sharp blade that had easily cut off the fire dragon's neck suddenly cut across the place where Maka was standing, but only left a deep sword mark on the ground.

Harry turned around suddenly with red eyes, only to realize that his target had suddenly moved elsewhere.

To be honest, the speed of Harry's blow just now was actually quite fast, and it would have been impossible for Harry to do it normally. But to Maka, this was nothing.

"Otherwise, let Harry give up..."

While Maka was thinking about it, she waved her hand. The soul rune flashed in the air. Harry, who was about to rush over again, only ran two steps before falling to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut off.

The sword of Gryffindor fell out of his hand, spinning on the floor and sliding to Maka's feet.

He picked it up and poked it on the ground. The sword, which was originally extremely sharp in Harry's hands, was now like an unedged iron bar, without leaving even a scratch.

"Forget it, logically speaking, Harry must have hope...let him rest for a few days before we talk!"

If Harry can succeed, Hogwarts will have another big guarantee, which will also reassure Maka a lot. And from the perspective of this "accident", although Harry seems to have taken a wrong step

, but at least it can be considered as officially coming into contact with the rules.

At this moment, Harry, who was lying on the ground and fell into a coma, suddenly moved, and then opened his eyelids in a daze.

"Maka?"

He propped up his upper body and looked over here with narrowed eyes. He seemed to realize something after seeing the Gryffindor sword in Maka's hand.

"Oh! I was...unconscious..."

"Don't worry, nothing happened." Maka shook her head and said, "It would be better to say that you have made a lot of progress than before. I can see your efforts... Of course, there are some problems that need to be solved now.

Until then, just don't touch it."

As he spoke, he raised the sword in his hand and gestured to Harry.

"Why? What happened?"

Harry asked doubtfully, but before Maka could answer, his stomach suddenly made a gurgling sound, making Harry suddenly feel embarrassed.

"Look, here's the problem!" Maka pointed to Harry's belly, "There's nothing else. As long as you stay in the Room of Requirement every time you try, theoretically nothing will happen. But now we discovered that

——”

At this point, Maka shrugged and said seriously:

"There's a good chance you'll starve to death."

This is of course just a little joke. After all, although Harry cannot wake himself up on his own, Maca can use the rules of the soul to force him away from the influence of the Sword of Gryffindor.

But if it continues like this, then this kind of persistence will not have much practical significance.

"Anyway, get up first, they are waiting for you outside! Ron also brought you lunch, you can go and fill your belly first."

After that, Maka waved, and the Sorting Hat that was placed in a corner fell into his hand with a whoosh.

"Oh! I was really scared to death just now... Oh! Please be gentle, kid, don't penetrate me so roughly!"

"Shut up!"

Maka, who was holding the Sword of Gryffindor and putting it in her hood, let go, letting the sword fall entirely into the space hidden in her hood.

Then he turned the sorting hat over again and asked:

"Your master didn't leave any experience that can be passed on to future generations? You know, I'm talking about that broken sword..."

"Hey! That's not a 'broken sword'! It's just that you can't use it yourself..." The folds on the Sorting Hat kept opening and closing, "As for experience... do you need to remind me? I told Bo a long time ago

What a boy."

"What kind of experiences are they? Tell me--" Maka curled her lips.

When the Sorting Hat said these words, Harry had already gone out. But if he were still here, he would not be able to help but interject and complain.

"It's actually very simple!" the Sorting Hat said as he swung the tip of his hat. "That guy Godric said that this sword is actually very easy to use! You don't have to think about anything, just pull out the sword and point it at the enemy fiercely.

Just chop it over!"

When Maka heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes.

"I think you'd better think about it here and see if he said anything else!"

Putting the Sorting Hat on the ground, Maka walked straight to the door, letting the Hat scream behind him.

…

Christmas this year seems to be coming earlier than in previous years.

Of course, the date will never change, but the festive atmosphere will come earlier depending on everyone's mood. Perhaps the professors also felt this pure joy, and many Christmas decorations began to appear in the castle.

and dress up.

The Christmas tree was placed in the auditorium and front hall early, warm snowflakes began to fall in the corridors, and many well-hidden small gift boxes appeared all over the castle.

What’s more worth mentioning is that the entire outer wall of the castle has been painted with dreamy colors by Maca, making it look like a Christmas candy city brought out of a storybook.

This is very popular with the little witches. Amidst the unanimous praise of the girls, the inner voices of the boys did not stir up any waves.

It's a pity that Hogwarts is still Hogwarts. It won't really be made of desserts like the candy house in fairy tales. If you really bite into it, your teeth will be easily knocked out by the solid stones.

But to be honest, such a strong Christmas atmosphere this year is unprecedented in Hogwarts.

However, Ron is not in the mood to celebrate the holidays yet.

"I have to find a way to talk to him before Christmas. Otherwise, I won't be able to chat with other girls during this Christmas event..."

"'Other girls'?" Harry asked hesitantly, "Is Troyer a boy?"

"Uh... I mean, other... 'real girls'!"

Ron gestured with his hands back and forth, but finally sighed feebly:

"Harry, why do you think I'm like this..."

"Unlucky?"

"No, no, no, although Troyer deceived me with women's clothing, he actually had no malicious intentions... I can't use 'unlucky' to describe his feelings for me."

"Then how should I describe it?" Harry tilted his head and thought for a moment, then whispered, "'lucky'?"

"Bang!"

Ron threw the pillow he was holding onto Harry hard, then turned his head and stared helplessly at the gift box on the bedside table, stunned.

On the card beside the gift box, there was a particularly heavy blessing that troubled him. (To be continued)