harry potter book of crimes

"...Are you ready?"

"oh--"

"I'm asking you, are you ready?"

"Oh oh oh——"

"Damn it, are you all just imbecile trolls shouting 'oh oh' down there?"

"Yes!!!"

"Then dance your fat bodies and dance to our music!"

In the auditorium of Hogwarts Castle, the vertical and horizontal flashing lights are flying and dancing on the stage. A group of girls dressed with a sense of unrestrainedness are constantly stirring up the emotions of the audience.

Most of them wore black robes that were deliberately torn and torn. Except for the lead singer in the middle, the other members had various musical instruments beside them.

Just by listening to the beginning of this scene, you can feel that they are preaching from the heart a feeling of youth released from rebellion.

This is the Weird Sisters, a band at the forefront of today’s wizarding world①.

"oh--"

Just as everyone in the audience was screaming loudly along with them, the avant-garde girls on the stage also played the first note of today's special performance. The effect of the amplification spell caused the shocking unison to drown out the entire audience.

hall.

And at the very next second, the girl who was the lead singer of the band suddenly raised her hand, with a sweet and hysterical voice that penetrated the eardrums of the fans——

"?Even if it's as stupid as a troll~?"

"?Then let's rock out too!?"

"?Twirling and swaying like a crazy elf~?"

"? Jump out of the stage of life!?"

“?Follow the unicorn and get yourself high~?”

“?It’s so exciting even until the sunset!?”

"?Come and learn from the indulgent cannibal monster!! Harm!!?"

"?You can dance with great grace like a flying hippogriff...?"

Maka didn't know who wrote these lyrics, but just listening to their rock performance was really good. He stood in the corner of the auditorium, watching the crowds of people on and off the stage, and enjoyed the madness for a while.

It took me a while to turn around and leave the chaos and noise.

Of course, what he enjoyed was not the performance of the Weird Sisters - to be honest, these weird music really didn't suit his taste. What he enjoyed was the energy exuded by the audience.

During this period of time, Maka actually needs encouragement from others, even if it is the kind of encouragement that was inadvertently passed on to him just now.

"Hmm...it's just that the lyrics sound really tacky..."

He shook his head, chuckled and walked away.

…

In fact, it's almost noon now.

The morning just passed like a rushing stream. Many activities were opened one after another, causing the little wizards to rush around and run around in the campus and the castle.

Coupled with the fact that some invited wizards from outside the school also came in droves, Hogwarts immediately became extremely lively.

As if in the blink of an eye, the four long tables originally placed in the auditorium were placed on the open space at the entrance of the castle, and an outdoor buffet lunch began.

"...Neville? What happened to your leg?"

Harry had just arrived here and was planning to fill his stomach before continuing shopping when he suddenly spotted Neville not far away.

It can be seen that Neville is standing next to a Christmas tree with a stiff expression at this moment, and Hannah, a classmate of Hufflepuff College, is beside him, extending her hand to support him.

"Oh, no, it's nothing... it's just that there may be some sequelae..."

Neville was about to take him away casually, but unexpectedly Hannah, who was even more careless than him, waved her hand.

"Harry -" she said happily, "let me tell you, Neville was really brave this morning! He defeated a dementor wearing a Santa hat by himself! Well, he seemed to be...

The dementors' cold air froze my legs, and they haven't recovered yet..."

"Dementors?" Harry said suddenly, "Oh, have you also gone to the 'Dark Magic Corridor'? But... will the coldness of the dementors frostbite your legs... Neville, I suggest you

It's best to go to the school hospital and let Madam Pomfrey take a look!"

But before Neville could answer, Hannah said first:

"No, we have been to the school hospital, but Madam Pomfrey said that Neville was frightened like this - how do you think this is possible! Neville defeated the Dementor with the Patronus Charm!"

She seemed a little unhappy as she spoke, as if she was saying Madam Pomfrey was a big liar.

As for Neville, the person involved, he had already moved his gaze to a distance, pretending to look at the scenery.

"Madam Pomfrey can't go wrong, right? And Neville -"

"Ahem."

Harry was trying to express his point of view in an unusually forthright manner, but was interrupted by a dry cough from Ron, who had never intended to get involved.

"Yes, Neville will be fine. Oh, let's go eat something first, we are almost starving..."

After that, Ron dragged Harry towards the long table filled with food.

"Harry, I thought you would be more sensitive emotionally when you have our Ginny...don't you see it? Neville likes Hannah!"

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of this. How did you know about it?" Harry asked in surprise, "And, what does this have to do with his frozen legs?"

Ron glanced at him helplessly, really not wanting to say anything more.

"Anyway, don't disturb them..."

"Who are you disturbing?" Hermione's voice suddenly came from behind, "Huh? Ron, are you in a better mood than this morning?"

As she spoke, she passed by the two of them, went to the long table, poured some hot cocoa and drank it in a gulp.

The food here is prepared by the house elves in the kitchen, and whenever someone takes something away, the elves will immediately replenish it. As long as the reserved ingredients are not used up, there is an unlimited supply of these meals.

After warming her slightly cold body, she picked up the refilled hot cocoa pot again and poured herself another cup.

After hearing her question, Ron also walked over, grabbed the dinner plate and started filling it with meatloaf and vegetable salad.

"As long as that matter is not over, my mood will not be any better no matter how good it is." He said weakly, "What's more, there is that Christmas gift..."

"Speaking of which, what did that boy give you?" Hermione asked curiously.

But Ron just chewed the purple cabbage shreds with big mouthfuls, and the slightly bitter taste spread on the back of his tongue, and even the sweet salad dressing couldn't wash it away.

at this time……

"Boom——"

There was a sudden loud noise on the castle tower, and at the same time, many broken things flew out of a window in an instant.

"Bang! Crack-"

One of the objects fell accurately on the long table, smashing a lot of food and tableware, and splashing all over many wizards standing at the table.

Hermione quickly took a closer look and saw that it was actually a bent copper pipe.

"What's going on here?"

The sky near the dining table has been enchanted, which prevents the snowflakes still flying in the air from falling on the food. But that layer of barrier is not a problem in blocking the snow. If you want to block the copper pipe falling from the sky,

It's obviously a bit forced.

"Where did it fall?"

She raised her neck and glanced doubtfully for a few times. When she thought of the loud explosion-like sound just now, she was really worried that something serious had happened.

However, just when she was about to go to the castle to check it out, a head suddenly stuck out from a certain window.

"It was just a small accident. Professor Bubaji asked me to say sorry on her behalf - oh, no one was injured, right?"

Hermione was shocked to find that the head sticking out of the window was actually Luna - although she was a little far away, with her long, soft, light golden hair and that ethereal voice, it was definitely her.

!

"Professor Bubbaji?" she couldn't help but wonder, "Are you still preparing for the event... Speaking of which, it seems that the Christmas activities of Muggle Studies are not open yet..."

In fact, the explosion just now really shocked many people. But fortunately, everyone seemed to be lucky, and those falling objects did not seem to hurt anyone.

Not long after, some of the little wizards who were full put down their tableware and left, looking for items they had not played in the morning to continue having fun.

Only a few people, such as Hermione, still did not participate. Even before the Christmas activities, she seemed very happy, but she still did not shake her daily study habits.

Only during a little rest time would she go shopping around, and everything seemed very organized.

It wasn't until the evening that she finally put down the book in hand and announced that today's study was over.

However, when she subconsciously walked around the campus, she discovered something - it seemed that Maka was nowhere to be found?

…

"Click."

Another curved stone slab was arranged where it should be, and the grooves carved on it were aligned with the other surrounding stone slabs one by one, without even a slight gap appearing.

While controlling the slates to be arranged in order, Maka observed the whole to avoid spelling mistakes.

He is currently at the top of the Black Stone Fortress in Azkaban, splicing together the stone slabs that he recently spent a lot of time repairing and carving. As the stone slabs engraved with lines and runes are carefully arranged, the scale and complexity of the building are quite astonishing.

The array diagram will soon be completed on this platform.

And just at the edge of the high platform not far away, Old Youn was sitting in his wheelchair, watching Maka's slate splicing work without saying a word.

He provided a large amount of data to support this formation, and he has spent many years working on those seemingly simple numbers.

It is foreseeable that in the near future, the results of the two of them's efforts will be revealed.

"Even in ancient times, there were few wizards who could bring disaster stars to the world... To be honest, I can't wait..."

Suddenly, Old Eun said softly, but he didn't know whether it was the meteorite or something else he couldn't wait for... (To be continued)