Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Everyone in their childhood will have a funny dream.

Some children will want to be a scientist, some children may choose to be a police officer, and even some children will want to be a wizard with a powerful mana in the future.

Maca's dreams as a child he did not remember well, but he was sure that he would never ...

I never want to be a bird!

"... what the **** is this bird thing?" Maka couldn't help complaining, but the words came out of her mouth, but she turned into a few murmurs.

Yes, Maca never imagined that his form of Ani Margos was actually a bird-and a bright blue-colored hidden hummingbird!

Let's not mention any combat power-what combat power can a hummingbird with a length of even 2 inches be? It depends on him that he hasn't even been standing steadily. If he doesn't practice well, he won't even have the ability to fly.

Maca struggled to grasp the balance, but it required head-to-tail cooperation, which could not be achieved in a short while.

Of course, what's worse is-he consumes too much magic power, at least in a short time he can't change back.

I was okay, but he was prepared for this.

"Since it's okay to be idle, let's take two steps ..." Maca yelled for a while.

Speaking of them, when was the last step?

He walked staggeredly, and fell from time to time, and looked small.

However, the iniquity you made yourself will have to be repaid after all—Crook Hill, who was dozing in the corner of the room, came over ...

At night, it is the moment when most cats are full of energy.

Crook Mountain is a very smart cat. It may be the first creature besides Maca to recognize that Blob is not a real mouse.

Just now, it looked at the process of deformation of Maca completely and completely-it already knew that the snack that looked very delicious was actually Maca himself.

"啾啾 啾 ..." Maca turned her head and happened to see Crook Mountain, who had quietly walked behind him.

Isn't it trying to eat me?

Crook Mountain came up and sniffed, and then snorted again. Just as Maca was relieved, Crookshank puffed his cat with interest ...

In the following time, Maca finally understood what it means to "exercise the true knowledge."

Crook Hill seems to want to play with him for a while, but when the body size gap is too large, it is something to play with!

Maca ran foolishly, and Crook Mountain was chasing after him, and after a few steps, he would "snap" with the meat pad under his paw and lay him down.

After a long time, Maca suddenly found out that he would at least not stumble himself and fell down ...

However, he can't escape the crook of Crook Mountain just by running. After being fed up with the **** that he had to touch the floor intimately within a few steps, he decided to try to fly.

I want to say that the maca riding on the flying broom must be the king level, but if you rely on your wings to fly, it can only be plastic level.

When he fluttered his wings several times, but was finally rubbed against the floor by the large face of Crook Mountain, he finally decided-let's run and talk!

In theory, it is good for the body to be more active and active, but Maca is not sure whether exercising in the deformed state of Animagus will have any effect.

I was tired of getting to Crook Mountain, but Maca was tired and a dead bird.

As he approached dawn, Maca finally had enough magic to restore humanoid shape.

He couldn't wait to change it back and decided decisively-if it wasn't necessary, he would never use the unreliable mantra of Animagus deformation.

Maca went to Crook Mountain and hugged it, and while she went out, she stared at it for a while.

At the end of it, he muttered in a low voice.

…… "... I heard that cat meat is sour?"

Crook Mountain was staring at him with hair, and it struggled to jump to the ground, running away as soon as it slipped away.

The first transformation was very physical, not to mention he had been “exercising” in the middle of the night, he was really hungry now.

At breakfast, Maca lay on the table uncharacteristically and chewed, completely disregarding the surprised eyes of the students around her.

When Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team entered the auditorium, everyone's attention finally turned away from Maca, and there was a warm applause in the auditorium.

Harry couldn't help laughing when he saw the people at Ravenclaw and Hitchpatch's table applauding them.

And as they walked over the long table of the Slytherin House, the little snakes sitting at the table shouted loudly. Harry noticed that Malfoy looked paler than usual.

Marka took a moment to look at him during her busy schedule and nodded secretly-Lucius should have received the warning.

After breakfast, everyone crowded next to each other and walked towards the Quidditch Stadium.

Hmm, Maca is not inside.

Although I have given up the idea of ​​Animagus's transformation before, but that's just a thought. Every curse is worth studying. If used properly, this is also a backup method.

At least, with the advantage of small size, the ability to escape in complex environments is definitely good. In this regard, the little dwarf Peter is an example right now.

大家 While everyone was watching the game over the Quidditch Stadium, Maca came to the Forbidden Forest alone, and after confirming that no one else was here, he began to deform again.

With the first time, the second time is much easier.

As the body wriggled, he quickly turned back into a little hummingbird.

Since he has become a bird, at least he has to become a flying bird, right? Maca fluttered her wings on the lawn at the edge of the forbidden forest, trying to find the feeling of flying.

The flight of the hummingbird is very different from that of ordinary birds. Not to mention that Maca has not studied how other birds fly, even if he can guess some, it may not work.

But this is nothing more than fighting air currents!

As the frequency of wings flapping faster, and thinking about it from time to time, he soon found some feeling.

Sure enough, in the absence of Crook Mountain interference, solving problems with the brain is the most suitable learning method for Maca. Unfortunately, it's unrealistic to learn to fly all of a sudden. It takes only about one morning for Maca to learn a few more strokes.

玛 When Maca came to the Quidditch Stadium, he just caught up with the moment Harry took the Quidditch Silver Cup.

Everyone gathered around the lawn of Quidditch Field, and the atmosphere was extremely warm among people.

Percy, who always pretends to be there, is also there. He jumps up and down like a lunatic, all his dignity is forgotten. Professor McGonagall cried much more than Wood, wiping tears with a huge Gryffindor flag.

Ron and Hermione were desperately pushing toward Harry, and they were speechless with excitement, just a smile on their faces.

To be honest, this is a memorable day because Gryffindor College finally won the Quidditch trophy again after many years.

Maca stood on the edge of the crowd, watching Harry's excited look, but suddenly felt like something was missing in her heart.

"what happened to you?"

Maca retracted her gaze and looked around. It was Luna—she still looked a little stunned, but she also had a smile on her face.

"Do you feel happy?" Maca asked suddenly.

Luna blinked and nodded slightly.

"Happy, everyone is happy, so I am happy." She tilted her head, her expression blurred, as if confirming something, "Aren't you happy?"

Maca shook her head and said, "I also want to be happy, I'm trying to find a way to make myself happy again--"

"Is there any place I can help?" Luna still pulled Ramaka's hand without hesitation, her face looked innocent, she seemed to be just concerned about him.

Mi Maca could feel the temperature from the palm of his hand, but he didn't know how to respond.

"Maybe there is something I can help," Maka said quietly, "I'm afraid, at least, I can't solve it myself ..."

"I only realized after I knew you ... sometimes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ extraordinary wisdom may not be able to solve all the problems," Luna turned, looking at the cheerful crowd on the stage, said softly, "Learn to rely on Others are also a very meaningful thing. "

Maca put his gaze back there too, and he nodded in agreement: "Perhaps when the four founders of Hogwarts decided to get together to start a school, they thought so!"

"Who knows?" Luna stared blankly, as if looking at her classmates, as if looking at somewhere else.

Uh ...

Winning the Quidditch trophy made Harry very happy, and this excitement lasted at least a whole week.

With the advent of June, the day becomes muggy and clear without clouds.

Everyone just wants to take a walk outdoors, take a few pints of chilled pumpkin juice, and lie down on the grass suddenly, maybe play a stone throwing game or watch the giant squid dreamily advance on the lake.

But they can't do it, because the exam is approaching again.

Students not only can't spend time lazily outdoors, but also have to stay in the castle, endure the temptation of the summer smoke outside the window, forcing their brains to work hard.

Senior students are working tirelessly to get a better job in the near future, especially seventh graders who are about to graduate.

"Hey, Maca, you must be good at exams, right?"

午餐 One day at lunchtime, the big beauty Charlotte suddenly smiled and got close to Maca.

"You know, N.E.W.Ts is almost here ... I really can't help it ..."

所以 "So you come to ask a third-grader?" Maca asked with a bite of apple pie, tilting her head.