Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Tick ​​... tick ... tick ...

A series of procrastinating footsteps echoed inside Hogwarts Castle. It began to ring from the entrance hall and went up the stairs to the eighth floor.

Then, as the footsteps lingered on the door of the Gryffindor common room, it turned a corner and followed the corridor towards the Ravenclaw Common Room.

I waited until the owner of the footsteps turned there again, listening to its direction changing again, and heading back to the first floor along the spiral staircase near the corner.

Obviously, this is the school gatekeeper Filch undoubtedly wandering around Hogwarts in the middle of the night.

Tonight, after patrolling regularly on the ground part of the castle as usual, he is going to return to the staircase behind the hallway and sit there for a nap.

Who knows, when he slowly hurried back to the foyer, he happened to see a figure running carefully towards the stairs.

Falch, who had been accustomed to student night tours, reacted quickly. He almost realized that he was a student sneaking out in the middle of the night. Faster than him, it was the skinny cat he called, Mrs. Loris.

费尔 Before Filch was about to sing loudly, Mrs. Loris, who had been at his feet, rushed out at once, looking unusually fast.

费尔 And Filch's shout was only after his cat rushed out ...

okay! In fact, he still couldn't scream out, because the moment he wanted to open his mouth, he suddenly found that his mouth and tongue were firmly stuck at some time.

He followed, and Filch felt an extra hand on his shoulder.

"Don't be nervous! It's me, McLean."

Suddenly, a voice rang softly from behind him, not too loud, but got into his ears exactly in the quiet night.

"Don't say a word, that student just gave it to me ... Oh, the tongue-and-throat curse will be lifted automatically soon, you continue to patrol!"

Before he could say anything, Filch pursed his lips, watching the figure coming out from behind him without a second glance, and quickly threw to the stairs and disappeared.

"Ok!"

Filch snorted hard, but because the whole tongue stuck to his palate, he couldn't even make a loud hum.

When I thought that it was the Maca McLean who was talking to himself, he soon had to complain in his heart a few words and then stopped-no way, who would let that be Maca McLean? .

Uh ...

At the same time, on the other side, Maca swept across the stairs to the basement, and in a blink of an eye caught up with the thin cat who was one step ahead.

At this time, he could see that the figure in the hall was actually close at first.

"Good evening, Miss Parkinson?"

However, Maca's voice didn't stop the other person—she didn't even turn back, but instead ran a little faster than before.

Squinting as she quickly passed the tapestry in front, she kept walking, and had gone to the wall behind the Slytherin common room.

She could speak the password tonight, but the armor that had stood quietly on both sides of the wall suddenly moved, blocking the axe gun in her hand in front of the opening door.

The next moment, Mrs. Loris of Filch caught up with the figure first, and screamed at the opponent at the root of the wall.

"Miss Parkinson," Maca was standing behind him, and then he recklessly said, "I've called your name, why do you keep running? You know, whether you get back to the bedroom or not, the result It ’s all the same. "

Probably the other party was always in a very tense state just now, so I didn't think of it at all, let alone who could identify who was behind him.

At this moment she turned back suddenly, only to find that under the light of the yellow torch, the not-so-high silhouette turned out to be Maca.

"Mike, McLean ... Professor?"

哦 "Oh, yes, that's right!" Maca nodded calmly at the girl who was about the same size as her. "Although I'm still leaving the company, it's not wrong to call me that."

I can see that the girl standing in front of him at this time was the Slytherin girl who was secretly in love with Draco Malfoy-Pansy Parkinson.

I saw Miss Parkinson whispered softly after she hugged her hem and lowered her head for a moment of silence:

"Sorry, Professor McLean."

哦 "Oh?" Maca seemed to be expressing interest, "Why apologize to me?"

Parkinson heard the words, but pouting for a while, followed by the words:

"Yes, it's because ... I didn't sleep well at night and ran out secretly."

Maka nodded again immediately and continued to ask:

那么 "So ... Miss Parkinson, where have you been so late?"

Parkinson's silence on the question of Maca has obviously remained longer, to such an extent that even a completely unaware person would be hesitant.

After a while, she hesitantly said:

"I went to the astronomical tower ... look at the stars, you know, two meteors have been particularly beautiful these days."

"Oh, uh ..."

Hearing her say that, Maca shook her head, then turned her head down and looked at her.

"Mrs. Lolise, you can go back-Filch is waiting for you!"

说 As he said, he pointed his finger at the direction of the stairs on the other side of the corridor, and motioned for the clever thin cat to go back to her master.

Mrs. Loris quickly understood the meaning of Maca, and saw that she blinked those dim glowing eyes, and disappeared in the shadow when she turned around.

After waiting for the cat to be opened up, Maca only looked at Parkinson again—maybe she had a deep understanding of the situation now, knowing that she could never escape her palm, so she At the moment it seemed very honest and well-behaved.

Then, after Marca glanced at her in this way, she casually recruited:

"Come with me! I think we should talk."

He said, Maca didn't care about the other-he didn't even worry that the other party would run away, but turned around and took the lead along the slightly dim corridor.

Parkinson only hesitated when he saw it, and then he followed him obediently.

"Professor McLean, you ... will you punish me?"

Maca's pace was not fast. After the two walked for a short distance, he suddenly heard Parkinson asking behind him with some worry.

I thought for a moment, Maca walked without looking back:

当然 "Of course not! As I said just now, I am now leaving ... not to mention, even if I am still in office, the punishment for you should be determined by the dean of your college, Professor Snape."

那 "So ... are you taking me to his office?"

"... ah, yes."

Uh ...

In fact, Maca originally planned to choose a classroom at random, after all, he just wanted to "discuss" some issues with Pansy Parkinson alone.

Moreover, those "problems" have to be said to be quite serious, and it is not suitable for more people to know at the moment.

But when Parkinson asked if he wanted to go to Snape's office, although Maca knew that she had said it because of some temptations, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was actually going to Snape. Not bad.

Not long after that, he took Miss Parkinson, who was walking behind him, to the Potion Class Professor's office, which was also located in the underground corridor.

Of course, since Slughorn had no exchange office at the beginning, now it has automatically become the office of the professor of black magic defense with the change of Snape's position.

After Maca reached out and rang the door of the office, Snape did not let them wait outside for a long time, and soon there was a familiar and impatient response.

"Who?"

"Professor Snape, it's me—McLean!" Marka said, "Oh, and sixth grader at Slytherin College, Miss Pansy Parkinson is also here."

"Ok?"

I heard Snape snorting slightly in confusion first, but the next second, the office door automatically opened a seam.

"Come in."

As soon as Nun pushed in the door, Maca immediately saw Snape standing near her desk. But he saw that his clothes were neatly dressed, and even the robe's straps were tied well, making people doubt that he had never slept before.

However, the hair that was more messy than usual, after all, exposed the fact that he actually got up from the bed temporarily.

"Sorry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Professor! Maybe it disturbs you to rest so late ..."

Although Marka has long been considered a Snape colleague, he has never changed his title to these professors. It can be seen that in his heart, these people are still professors worthy of his respect.

"Hum, let me tell you something!" Snape dropped his chin and looked at Parkinson behind Maca. "Is it Miss Parkinson who violated the school rules and was caught by you?"

This time, before Maca spoke, he heard Parkinson take the initiative:

"Sorry! Professor Snape-I shouldn't run around at night, I know I'm wrong."

Suddenly, this time Maca was no longer perfunctory with her. As soon as he saw that he waved his backhand, the office door suddenly slammed to death, leaving a spell on it to prevent others from opening it.

After a while, he instantly lost his face like Snape, but just said lightly:

"Professor, sorry! Miss Parkinson violated more than the school rules ... I think she may be escorted to Wisengamo for trial shortly, and she will be given a room in Azkaban. New straw can make a cell. "

The slightly out-of-date humor of Mimaca contrasts sharply with what he said. At this point, Miss Parkinson was not at all interesting.

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