harry potter book of crimes

This was Harry's first time coming to Hogsmeade, and he felt that he was actually a little excited.

Honeydukes is indeed a popular shop among young wizards, and there are people everywhere. Harry looked around and squeezed through the crowd.

Then, Harry was delighted to see Ron and Hermione standing under a sign - they were carefully examining a plate of lollipops that smelled like blood.

Harry sneaked up behind them.

"...Well, no, Harry won't want it, I think it's for vampires." Hermione was talking to Ron.

"What about this?" Ron said, thrusting a jar of squished cockroaches under Hermione's nose.

"Definitely not." Harry couldn't help but said.

Ron heard Harry's voice and almost dropped the jar in his hand.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed, "What are you doing here? How - how did you get here?"

"Wow!" Ron's eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "You have learned how to hide!"

"Of course I didn't." Harry lowered his voice so that other students wouldn't hear.

Then he told them in detail about the Marauder's Map.

"How come Fred and George never gave it to me!" Ron was furious, "I'm their biological brother!"

"But Harry won't occupy it for a long time!" Hermione said hesitantly, "I think it's better to give it to Professor McGonagall..."

Hermione's habit of being stubborn has obviously returned.

"No, I won't hand it over!" Harry said.

"Are you crazy?" said Ron, glaring at Hermione, "for handing over such a good thing?"

"If I hand it over, I'll have to tell where I got it! Filch will know that Fred and George got it!"

"But what about Black?" Hermione asked worriedly, "He may have used a secret passage to enter the castle! If Professor McGonagall has this map -"

"He couldn't have come in through the passage!" Harry immediately retorted, "There are seven secret passages on the map, right? Fred and George estimate that Filch may know four of them."

"Of the other three, one has collapsed, and no one can enter through that passage; the whomping willow is planted at the entrance of one, and you can't get out. And the one I just walked through... well

...It's really hard to see where its entrance is in the cellar...So, unless...he knows there is this secret passage..."

As he spoke, Harry began to hesitate.

What if Blake did know about this passage?

However, Ron cleared his throat seriously and pointed to a notice posted on the door of the candy store.

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By order of the Ministry of Magic, patrons please note:

Until further notice, dementors will patrol the streets of Hogsmeade every day after sunset. This is purely for the safety of the residents of Hogsmeade and will be canceled once Sirius Black is captured again.

It is best for customers to complete their purchases before evening.

Merry Christmas!

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"Look?" Ron spread his hands and said, "There are dementors everywhere here. I would like to see how Black can break into the candy store in this situation. No matter what, Hermione, the candy store owner always

You'll hear someone breaking in, right? They live above the candy store!"

"Yes, but... but..." Hermione seemed to be trying to find something else to criticize, "Look, Harry still shouldn't come to Hogsmeade, he didn't hand in the signed application form!

Harry would be in big trouble if anyone found him here! And it's still daylight - what if Sirius Black showed up today, right now?"

"Actually, I'm more concerned about the open-air party that Maka held tonight - look at the notice, there will be dementors patrolling at night!" Ron's heartache seemed to be better, at least he could take the initiative to mention Maka.

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The three Harrys were arguing with each other, but they didn't realize that Maka was actually watching them in an alley not far away!

At this moment, a slovenly-dressed wizard turned around seemingly casually, and slipped naturally from the crowd on the street into the alley where Maka was.

"Tarino, how's it going?" Maka said calmly.

"We are indeed waiting, my old buddy is following you over there, don't worry!"

This sloppy male wizard is the same Tarino whom Maka met in the Three Broomsticks bar last time. At this moment, he still looks carefree and has no formal appearance.

"Hasn't it been discovered?" Maka asked again.

"Impossible. If you don't have this ability, how can you dare to hang out in the underground world?" Tarino said with a smile.

"That's okay..." Maka nodded and said, "It's almost time. I'll go there to take over. Tomorrow you go to Tyrande's store to collect the other half of the reward. This transaction will be considered completed."

"Thank you for your patronage. If you need anything next time, you can always come to me - you already know the place."

Maka waved her hand and turned back to go deeper into the alley. Although Tarino was walking in the same direction, after turning a corner, he found that Maka's figure was no longer in front of him.

"Really..." Tarino couldn't help curling his lips, "Fortunately, he doesn't steal food from us."

Of course, Maka was already invisible. After turning a few turns, he returned to the avenue from another alley. Then he hurried towards the post office.

Following the secret mark left by Tarino's partner, he soon saw an ordinary-looking wizard at the entrance of a deep alley.

Maka threw a piece of paper at his feet. The other person looked around calmly, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the note, read it, and then glanced into the alley without saying a word. The next moment, he decisively blended into the crowd and disappeared quickly.

"Mute."

After Maka muttered something silently in her heart, she ran quickly deeper into the alley, but miraculously, the sound of his footsteps completely disappeared.

It has to be said that the assassin's abilities are indeed very practical. Although they are not of much use in a head-on battle, they can play a very important role in the current situation.

Soon, he discovered a slightly thin black dog at the end of the alley. It was walking in the shadows, but its hind legs did seem a bit unflexible.

"It seems that the last blow did leave some injuries on him."

Blake had no conditions for healing, and for some reason, Maka's wand seemed to refuse his use. So until now, he is still dragging his wounds around.

"Perhaps there are few people who are stronger than him in terms of firm will." Maka couldn't help but think so.

At the same time, Maka's hands were not idle. He pointed at the corner of the wall next to him with Black's wand, and a broken plate that was abandoned here by an unknown person immediately began to deform, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a

A big, lively rat.

If you look carefully, the mouse and Ron's Scabbers look exactly the same.

Maka waved her magic wand again, and the big rat scurried past a corner not far from the black dog. After deliberately making some noise, it immediately ran into another alley at an extremely fast speed.

Got it!

But Blake's level of vigilance was always under Maka's judgment. The black dog suddenly turned his head and immediately saw the figure of the big rat flashing past.

Blake could no longer use the word "familiar" to describe the appearance of that mouse. It really only left a strong impression of "hate to the bone."

At that moment, Blake seemed to have forgotten about the injury on his leg, and chased down the alley. When he passed by Maka, who was in an invisible state, his eyes contained anger.

Her crazy dog ​​eyes left a deep impression on Maka.

"Are you too angry?" Maka quickly chased after him. He was thinking calmly while running, "I hope it won't affect the plan for a while."

Blake's speed was very fast, and he didn't appear to be injured at all. The distance between him and the mouse conjured by Maka was constantly shortening.

Fortunately, the destination is almost here!

When they turned a corner again, Maka controlled the mouse and crawled into a trash can by a window. Just when Blake was about to knock over the trash can and catch the mouse, he heard Harry's voice.

Although Blake was stunned for a moment, he didn't hesitate much and immediately overturned the trash can and scattered the garbage inside all over the floor - but the mouse had long since disappeared.

Of course he couldn't find it, because the moment the mouse got into the trash can, it had already turned back into the broken plate.

Maka walked past the furious Black and glanced out of the alley, just in time to see Harry, Hermione, and Ron walk into the door of the Three Broomsticks pub.

It turns out that where Blake is now is under the side window of the Three Broomsticks.

Maka glanced at Blake and saw that he was standing up and lying by the window looking at Harry's figure, and then nodded with confidence.

Once here, the plan is more than half successful.

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The Three Broomsticks bar was still so crowded and noisy.

There were many customers, the room was warm and smoky, and a mature woman with a graceful figure and a pretty face was tending to a group of noisy wizards at the bar.

"That's Ms. Rosmerta." A blush suddenly appeared on Ron's face, and he added, "I'll go get some drinks, okay?"

Harry and Hermione walked to the back of the room, where there was a small table empty between the window and the beautiful Christmas tree, and near the fireplace.

But Harry didn't know that Sirius Black was secretly watching him outside the window!

Five minutes later, Ron came back with three tall glasses of frothing hot butterbeer.

"Merry Christmas!" he said happily, raising his big cup.

Harry raised his glass and took a long sip.

He felt that this was the best-tasting drink he had ever tasted, and the wine seemed to warm him from the inside out. He immediately took another sip.

Suddenly, a breeze blew through his hair, and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened again. Harry looked from the edge of the big cup to the door, and the sight almost choked him.