harry potter book of crimes

All day long!

Maka accompanied Hermione and Luna, as well as Harry, Neville and others who also joined behind them, and they played in and around the castle for almost a whole day!

Of course, Ron was not in the same mood today.

To be honest, it seems like a long time has passed since the last time Maka had fun with everyone. Ever since he became a professor at Hogwarts, he seems to have been busy with these little friends.

There is less and less time to spend together.

Hermione felt that Maka might have had a conscience problem today, or maybe she wanted to really relax physically and mentally.

Therefore, he would rather not even organize the Christmas activities of ancient magical literature, but also want to spare a day to enjoy it like other people of his age without any worries.

Unfortunately, not only did Hermione not guess correctly, she even got it terribly wrong.

In the evening, Maka, who was watching the Christmas show in the auditorium with everyone, suddenly took advantage of everyone's rapt attention to silently leave Hermione and others.

He didn't disturb anyone, he just left the auditorium alone and came to the snow outside.

The snow was still falling outside, but there were still a lot of people coming and going. From what he could see, some people were heading towards Hagrid's hut, and some were walking towards the greenhouse... Naturally.

, and some came towards the castle.

Maka just paused for a moment outside the door of the auditorium, stopped to look at the huge campus vestibule, and soon stepped into the snowy and misty world.

Not long after, he slowly walked to the school gate and suddenly stopped.

"Are you leaving now?"

That was Professor McGonagall. In the past few days, she was the only one who knew that Maka would leave Hogwarts at this time.

When Maka heard this, she couldn't help but look back at the castle. The clouds covered the setting sun that was supposed to appear, making everything look a bit groggy. If a layer of snow was added, it would be even more difficult to distinguish.

But even so, the familiar castle was still very clear in his memory.

"I'll be back sooner or later. This time I'm just leaving temporarily." He stared at the castle covered by the snow, and after a long while he turned around and said, "...Yes, it's just like when I went to Durmstrang.

Isn’t it?”

Mag looked at his face and suddenly stretched out his thin palm and patted Maka's arm twice.

"I won't say much else - be careful!"

Maka then nodded slightly, showed a bright smile to Mag, and then walked out of the school's iron gate without hesitation.

But this time, he didn't look back.

A moment later, Mag, who was looking at Maka's back, saw the space suddenly distort, and immediately the figure completely disappeared into the flying snow blowing in the wind.

…

When Maka reappeared with a momentary fluctuation, he had already arrived in a certain alley on the streets of London. Waiting here were several information dealers such as Mundungus.

"Have you let out all the words?"

"Of course, it has been spread throughout the European wizarding world in all accessible places. Anyone who is interested in this rumor can find out without spending too much effort."

"Well, once you see the results, let's pay the rest of the reward to everyone! Remember to remind them a few more words not to tell anyone about this job - otherwise, if it doesn't work out, they may even die.

I don’t know how he died…”

After learning that the false information had been spread, Maka dispersed the few wizards gathered here, and then walked to the street outside the alley as if nothing happened.

The streets of London, bathed in the Christmas atmosphere, look particularly beautiful. Even though the heavy snow has covered the entire street, the twinkling lights still make the streets beautifully decorated.

But in this busy street, Maka is like a ghost invisible to everyone. Although she is in a bustling market, she still seems to be alone.

"There is no way, after all... this is the most efficient choice."

He moved forward slowly with the flow of people, feeling quite aimless because he was thinking.

"When I first heard about Old Eun's plan, I thought it was a nonsense, but now we have come to this point step by step... I hope it can go smoothly!"

"If it works, maybe I can go back to Hogwarts soon next year. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with being a professor for another two years, right?"

"Well, speaking of it, everyone still likes this Christmas event... I hope they can enjoy it until the last day."

"Then, after Luna graduates, she will resign... Speaking of which, it's time to have a serious family..."

Maka's thinking became a little jumpy, which showed that he was really touched in his heart. However, no matter what, his plan has been laid out in front of him, and even half of it has been implemented. How to go next, there won't be too many questions.

Lots of room for change.

So even if he regrets it, he can only continue on this path until the success or failure of the result gradually comes.

To be honest, despite the fact that he suppressed Haierbo several times in a row, and even left behind the body that the opponent had snatched from him twice. But if we really talk about the actual damage, he actually didn’t even have a hair on Haierbo’s body.

None were hurt.

And this is where the power of Horcruxes lies. Haierbo, the creator of the method of making Horcruxes, is an existence that cannot be matched by Voldemort, who is also based on Horcruxes.

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Suddenly, Maka, who was walking among the crowd, was startled.

"...Is it almost time?"

A thought inadvertently flashed through his mind, and someone suddenly disappeared from the crowd, but even the few Muggles walking behind him didn't notice it at all.

After he transferred again through the portkey, the scene that reappeared in his field of vision was already desolate. Looking not far away, the towering black fortress clearly revealed the name of this place.

This is the "Azkaban Wizarding Prison" - at least until Maka and Old Yoon's plan is completed, it will still be the largest wizarding prison in Europe.

The next second, Maka, who had just appeared on the island, had already stepped on the magic book and flew high into the sky, quickly reaching the top of the fortress. And then, a large rune made of a large number of curved stone slabs appeared.

The array diagram quickly came into view.

Of course, he also saw Ewan Ravenclaw, who had already arrived here earlier.

"coming?"

Old Ewan was still sitting in his wheelchair, but today his follower wizard named He-Man did not come with him as usual.

"Has the news spread?"

The old man was still so angry when he spoke, making people feel as if he would pass away at any time - if he really stayed in this state, no one would understand how he got here alone.

"Well, it's gone..."

As soon as Maka arrived, he just went to make a final inspection of the formation, and answered somewhat absent-mindedly. He didn't even land, and he was still floating in the air on the magic book because it was more convenient for him.

Check every corner of the array carefully.

After a few seconds, he added another question:

"Where are you?"

Most of the intelligence points that Maka can currently reach are concentrated in the European magic world. Other than that, there are relatively few places where he can actually reach out.

Therefore, the spread of rumors in the magical world in North Africa, West Asia, and even the entire America is carried out by the power that Old Yoon has built over the years.

When Maka asked, the old man quickly responded:

"No problem... No matter where he is, as long as he is still investigating where I am, he will definitely get the location information of my Greek branch. No matter what, he will definitely not come to disturb us..."

After Old Yoon finished speaking, the two fell into silence again. Maka wasted no time in confirming the completeness and accuracy of the formation, while Old Yoon cast his gaze far into the air.

Even though the sky today was full of thick clouds, it didn't stop him from tilting his head feebly and looking up at the sky. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and mist, reaching straight to the stars in the sky.

After more than ten minutes passed, Maka finally fell from the sky and stood on the edge of this huge formation.

"...If that's the case, then get ready to start!"

As he spoke, he took out his staff, and the expression on his face became serious.

This formation mainly utilizes the resonance characteristics of magic power under certain extreme circumstances.

Just like the core of Harry's and Voldemort's wands are the tail feathers of the same phoenix, when they use their own wands to duel, their nearly identical magical properties will naturally resonate.

Same reason.

Since all stars have magic power, when Maka uses this formation to create a magic group that matches the magic power of the comet, it can affect it regardless of distance.

Speaking of which, one of the applications of ancient astronomy was to use the magic of the stars to resonate with the wizards' star arrays, and then achieve the results the wizards wanted.

Therefore, the method that Maca thought hard about is actually the reverse application of ancient astronomy.

Not long after, when Maka accurately timed his staff and landed on a certain stone slab at the edge of the formation, his magic power immediately followed the lines on the stone slab and snaked towards the center of the formation.

In just the blink of an eye, the faint blue light swam to the center of the formation, and then, step by step, it lit up the formation one by one starting from the center point.

At the same time, the four eyes of Maka and Old Youn were all fixed on the position where the light was flowing, silently watching the runes being activated one by one.

But it was at this time that Hermione, who was far away in Hogwarts, finally discovered Maka's disappearance. When she immediately thought of Maka's various companionships today, she suddenly realized that her previous guesses might be different from the truth.

How far away.

"...No, it can't be," Hermione suddenly grabbed Harry's clothes beside her and couldn't help but asked eagerly, "Have you seen Maka? Where has he gone?" (To be continued.

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