harry potter book of crimes

Of course, no trace was left at the school gate.

When Hermione came here despite the wind and snow, all she saw was the white color that had been re-covered by snow. And under that layer of snow, it was just an ordinary horse track that Maka had repaired.

She used her sleeves to shield her face from the flying snow. Her head and shoulders were covered with snowflakes, but she was still unaware of the coldness in the air.

All she knew was that she seemed to have made another trip in vain.

That's right! Even if Maka had just come back, it was already past midnight anyway, so what's the use of her rushing over now?

Is it just to see the signs that Maka has been here?

Unfortunately, even the so-called "signs" seem to no longer exist.

Hermione turned around with some disappointment, and headed back in the direction she came from with her eyes slightly lowered, even forgetting to cover herself from the seemingly endless wind and snow.

But suddenly, she subconsciously raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the castle through the dense snow curtain. Suddenly, a certain window with the light of the fireplace suddenly attracted all her attention...

Her eyes suddenly glowed again.

"Maka?"

That's the ancient magic text professor's office, Maka's office - Maka has indeed come back!

The next moment, Hermione started running again, and after a while, she disappeared from the main entrance of the castle that slowly closed again.

However, as she was thinking about Maka, she didn't realize that there was another window in the Ravenclaw Tower, and there was also a faint candlelight shining through it.

"Appropriate care can convey the depth of feelings, but excessive pursuit can easily lose mutual space."

Behind the window, Luna held a candle in both hands, and the flickering flame gently illuminated her soft profile. She looked at the blurry and disappearing figure in the vestibule. After a moment, she raised her head again and lowered her gaze again.

Toward the familiar window sill in the distance.

"Hermione, how about we go and chat with him tomorrow?"

…

"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."

A burst of light footsteps alternated rapidly from outside the door, getting closer and closer. Maka, who was writing and drawing by himself behind the desk, suddenly raised his head, and his slightly tired eyes silently turned to the office door.

.

"This magic wave...is it Hermione?"

If she left without saying goodbye today before nightfall, Hermione would probably be the one most affected - this was something Maka had already thought of.

And now, Hermione discovered his return overnight, which to be honest was not surprising at all.

But to be honest, Maka's thoughts were a little confused tonight, and he didn't want to see anyone at this time.

Because he feels that it is still difficult for him to concentrate on talking to others, and this is undoubtedly a very disrespectful state for everyone who meets him.

But since Hermione would come over so late, it was obvious that she had seen that the office window was open...it didn't seem to be a good idea to pretend that she was not there until now.

Maka threw the quill in her hand back to the ink bottle, rubbed her swollen temples a little, and was about to open the door with her hand.

But at the next moment, his hand suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Realizing that Hermione outside had already arrived at the door, she did not raise her hand to knock on the door. Maka looked a little confused about this, but then she stopped opening the door.

He actually wasn't quite sure why Hermione stopped suddenly.

If Luna suddenly did this, Maka wouldn't be surprised, because that girl's ideas are always very eccentric, but also surprisingly close to people's hearts.

But if it were Hermione, generally she would just do whatever she wanted. Her strong subjective will allowed her to become stronger and more proactive, and sometimes even Maka would feel a little envious.

As for visiting late at night like this, it should be the most normal behavior for Miss Hermione Granger to just come up and knock on the door. How could she suddenly stop?

Out of worry, Maka was just about to open the door and take a look before talking, but who knew that the figure outside the door suddenly turned around and leaned gently against the door.

Maka, who noticed this, suddenly became vaguely aware of a certain part of the other party's thoughts.

He twirled his fingers.

Then he slowly retracted his outstretched arm...

On the other side, Hermione was leaning against the door in the corridor.

She doesn't know when it started, but the impulse caused by "discovering that Maka has returned" suddenly calmed down.

After calming down for a while, she finally thought about what Maka's departure and return meant.

Speaking of leaving without saying goodbye, it was obviously because Maka believed that some things were best done by him alone, and that they had to be kept secret.

And speaking of his sudden return not long ago, there must be something unexpected happening behind such abnormal behavior.

Generally speaking, Maka rarely changes the planned itinerary at short notice, right?

So, what kind of accident would force him to interrupt his follow-up actions, return to Hogwarts in the middle of the night, and stay up all night in the office?

As she thought about it, Hermione became more and more aware of an invisible heaviness. No matter what the so-called "accident" was, Maka probably needed time to digest and think about it now - just like herself now.

Of course, compared to Hermione's worries about Maka, the depression Maka is experiencing must be much more unbearable.

When she thought of this, Hermione didn't want to disturb the other party at this time.

After rushing back and forth for most of the night, all anxiety and eagerness were inadvertently dismissed by such a thought. After Hermione stood silently leaning against the door for a moment, she finally straightened up and left Maka silently.

in front of the office.

On this night, two girls with completely different personalities and views chose the same answer under their own will. This kind of tacit understanding was not a tacit understanding, but perhaps it was a seemingly accidental necessity.

"Let's go find him tomorrow...well, maybe we can ask Luna to come with us."

…

The next morning, Maka, who had not slept all night, was walking quickly to the school gate.

Naturally, he didn't know that both Luna and Hermione had chosen to come to him today, so of course he continued to act according to his own ideas.

Just about half an hour ago, he thought of a disaster that might prevent a meteorite from falling at the gate of Hogwarts, but this would require the cooperation of many people.

Therefore, he hurriedly left school early in the morning and came to the British Ministry of Magic.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

This time, due to the urgency of the matter, he did not waste time downstairs for examination or anything else, and went straight to the door of the minister's office.

But after all, he was here for help this time. In order to give Mr. Scrimgeour some face, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the response from inside, Maka immediately opened the door and walked in, then closed the door behind her.

Until then, a head suddenly popped up from another door next to the minister's office. He looked back and forth in the corridor with a surprised look on his face, but he couldn't see half a human figure anywhere.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my ears?" The minister's secretary picked at his ears blankly, "Oh, this kind of problem is not conducive to promotion. I have to go to St. Mungo's to register after get off work..."

Not to mention that the minister's secretary was mumbling to himself, in the minister's office, Maca had already arrived in front of Scrimgeour's big desk.

"Please take a seat...please take a seat quickly! Mr. MacLean, why are you here in person so early? Is there any change in the plan?"

Seeing Maka at the Ministry of Magic this early in the morning, Scrimgeour couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Just like when Dumbledore was still there, whenever he was in the Ministry of Magic, it meant that something big was about to happen or had already happened. And once this happens, it is the busiest, most dangerous, and easiest to

The person who takes the blame will most likely be the Minister of Magic.

Although Scrimgeour had always had a poker face and had sat in the position of Head of the Auror Office for many years, now that he had become the Minister of Magic, the burden on his shoulders also made him frightened from time to time.

It can be seen that no matter who you are, no matter how knowledgeable and capable you are, the chair of the Minister of Magic is not easy to sit on.

"...By the way, do you want some tea? I have some here..."

"Stop being busy," Maka quickly stopped him from busying around, "Well, before I tell you my purpose, there is something I have to inform you first - the transfer of Azkaban prisoners in two months has been completed.

It’s no longer necessary, just cancel it!”

"What?"

Speaking of this matter, Maka came here to discuss it secretly with Scrimgeour last time, and Scrimgeour only expressed his willingness to cooperate after a lot of inner struggle.

You know, once such a "big move" becomes known, many people with different political opinions will directly protest against him as a minister at the Wizengamot Conference!

However, due to Maka's current status and relationship with the International Federation of Wizards, Scrimgeour was convinced on the spot.

But now, Maka suddenly said it was cancelled, which left Scrimgeour speechless.

"What...is going on? What happened again?" He asked in shock, then shook his head and said, "No, after all, why were all the prisoners in the prison moved out?

ah?"

Now that things have happened, some things can no longer be concealed. When Maka saw him asking, she followed his question and explained simply and clearly:

"Well, I can tell you the reason now - actually, I was originally planning to lure a meteorite down, and the original landing place was Azkaban."

"Meteor... meteorite?"

Scrimgeour found that he seemed to be unable to hold his jaw in place. (To be continued)