Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Maca entered Durmstrand Castle with the attention of a large number of students.

Unlike Hogwarts, Demstrom's castle is only four stories high, but still very stylish. Compared with Hogwarts Castle, its architectural style is less rounded and more angular.

There is a large expanse of land around the castle. Except for a few days in the summer, when it snows slightly, most of the other periods are in a state of whiteness.

Behind the castle, there is a large lake that is magically maintained and never freezes, and several mountains that look particularly high. In addition to Durmstrang's ships floating and docking in the lake, occasionally unknown ghost ships appeared or disappeared there.

The perennial low temperature environment makes students here wear thick coats. Although they don't want Muggle's winter clothes to be so bloated because of the materials they make, most of the girls here can't show their moving body.

Now, the summer here is almost over. If not, Maca can still feel the wonders of the top specialty of Durmstrang College-summer extreme day.

"I'll take you to the principal's room first." Krum seemed a little reluctant to be authentic.

To be honest, since Igor Kakarov took the post of principal, many students' parents have taken their children out of school because of his ruthlessness.

As far as his fame is concerned, I'm afraid it is a record low for Demstrom College.

This school is not a lot of students, and the number of students is even smaller now. Maca followed Krum through the corridors, except for the occasional people in the portraits who would occasionally glance at them, but they didn't meet a few people.

"Are all the students on board just now?" Maca asked curiously.

"Yes, since the headmaster took office ..." Krum shook his head and didn't finish talking, but what he wanted to say was already clear.

"咚咚"

The two quickly reached the left side of the highest level of the castle, where the principal's room was.

"Come in."

A cold voice sounded, and Krum immediately opened the door and gestured for Maca. Obviously, he did not want to follow up anymore.

Maca nodded indifferently, and walked in calmly.

校 The principal's room looks very spacious, and because there are windows on both sides, the lighting here is good until the sun goes down.

On the right hand side of the door, a row of tall bookshelves leaned side by side against the wall, and the books above were neatly discharged. It seemed that no one was going to use it, but it was purely for decoration.

玛 When Maca turned her eyes to the deepest part of the room, he saw a tall, thin witch with short white hair and a rolled goatee on his chin.

He was standing behind a large desk, staring at Maca with his old face dead, his eyes cold and sharp.

"Hello, Mr. Karkaroff." Marka took the lead and said hello calmly.

"Yes, hello ... Mr. McLean, who has a beautiful scene at the Quidditch World Cup." Carkarov's sharp eyes kept staring at Maca without even blinking his eyelids.

The magic wand he held in his hand shook all the time, and a gray paper suddenly floated from the table, and made a "wow", spinning and flying towards Maca.

Maka pulled out the magic wand hidden in her sleeve and shook it lightly. The stack of paper immediately broke out of Kakarov's control and stopped firmly in front of Maka.

He waved his wand again, the paper stretched out, and the information on it immediately reflected in Maca's eyes.

This is the latest Daily Prophet, and the front page headline is a large piece of news that rebuked Maca for making the World Cup final scene.

In the very center of this news, the scene of Maca riding a flying broom and standing behind more than a dozen Death Eaters was vividly photographed by reporters—well, this is after all a magic photo. It can only be because that person is mostly half dead.

"I thought I could be photographed cooler. After all, the headline on the front page can be regarded as a major event in my life ... Oh, yes, columnist Rita Skeeter, can write so ' There's probably no one other than her about this wonderful article. "

Maca nodded the name in the newspaper with the tip of her wand, and then waved.

I saw the newspapers folded and folded instantly, and then blasted towards Karkarov faster than before. Just as Karkaroff frowned, and stretched out his wand to plan for the next time, the newspaper suddenly lost its flying speed, and the whole became ice-blue, on the desk in front of him. It fell into a fine piece of ice.

"Don't play these tricks, Kakalov." Maca put a false smile on her face, expressing expressionlessly, "Is it not clear enough in the letter? Would you like to go to Voldemort and go up there? Suffer? "

"Damn! Don't mention that name here!" Kakarov became nervous a moment, and for him, the name meant taboo.

Maka looked at him calmly, and stared at Carkarov a little, and then stepped towards Karkalov step by step.

"I had a big fight that caught his attention, and he probably didn't expect to deal with your traitor for now-but you should understand that for you, it's just the difference between earlier and later ..."

Maca stood at her desk and saw Kakarov's eyes flickering, she sneered: "Don't try to escape, do you think you can escape?"

I was immediately made aware of her thoughts by Maka, and Kakaroff's hands shook immediately.

As a former Death Eater, as a betrayer who betrayed Voldemort in order to leave Azkaban, and gave a list of Death Eaters, how could the Dark Lord who had returned, let him go?

"Avada-" "Bang!"

As the principal of Demstrom College, who advocates duel and is keen on teaching combat magic, although Karkaroff is far less powerful than Dumbledore, he is definitely not weak.

The moment he decided to shoot Maca, he already knew Maca's strength, he had already prepared a series of responses, and even the follow-up spells even had a dozen!

Kokarov could never think of it. When he stretched out his wand to Maca, he was met with a fist.

"Except your weapon."

Kakarov's wand flew to the corner of the room.

哦 "Oh, sorry ..." Maca retracted her fist, grinning and rubbing, "It's not a habit for you to play Dementors in Azkaban."

"You ... what exactly do you want!" Karkaroff fell to his chair, his expression panicked, and a fine layer of sweat had oozed from his forehead. "You somehow made a letter to threaten me, now Come and taunt me in my office ... what exactly do you want from me? "

"Did I already make it clear in the letter? It was just a transfer place for Demstrom, and by the way took me to Hogwarts ..." Maca said, "You know, The top three competition. "

"you know--"

"Of course I know," Makar immediately interrupted Karkaroff's nonsense, and continued. "I also know that this time not only restarted the top three, but also made its final reward more attractive. Isn't it? "

"You even know that? You ... Are you and Dumbledore ..." Karkalov was so speechless that Marca intentionally or unintentionally revealed the information.

"So, this will be your only chance." Maca brought Kakarov's wand back and threw it back to Kakarov. "Cooperate with us and you may be at ease with you The principal is here; if you don't cooperate with us, then you are ready to escape at any time! "

"... Yes, that's right ... then he was caught in any of the corners, and he personally sent you to have afternoon tea with the **** of death."

Kakalov returned to the magic wand in his arms, and for a long time, he still collapsed on the chair and waved his hands in frustration.

"Everyone listens to you, you can do whatever you say ..." Kakalov said weakly, "I understand it completely. In this world, everything depends on strength to speak."

也许 "Maybe!" Maca said unwillingly, "By the way, shouldn't you change your bad smell? How many students are there in the school?"

"You don't need to worry about it!" Kakalov said impatiently.

学生 "Students are the foundation. If you can manage with your heart, you won't just run away now."

Maka pointed out the window, and there were sporadic students still joking and joking. Although the number was small, they showed the vitality of a school.

Kakalov stood up on his back, turned his head and looked out, and gradually got lost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I didn't even notice when Maka left.

"It's better to let him move his brain than to escape with one mind, at least to distract him!" Maca thought, walking in the slightly empty corridor.

Now let's move forward a little ...

In fact, the British Ministry of Magic had messed up before Maca left the World Cup.

A variety of roaring letters from all over the world are like bombardment. There are scattered confetti and roaring sounds everywhere in the Ministry of Magic.

And the Daily Prophet's news also adds a fire to the chaos every day, picking some dispensable details and rebuking officials of the Ministry of Magic.

No, Ron's father, Mr. Weasley, was hit.

Newspaper claims that a Ministry of Magic official appeared shortly after the Dark Mark appeared. He claimed no one was hurt, but declined to say more. But just that hour, a few bodies were carried out of the woods.

Although the newspaper said that it was only a rumor for the time being, readers would pay attention to this.

新闻 The writer of this news is naturally Rita Skeeter, who always loves nothing and is full of gimmicks. Her manuscripts have always been tricky, and they are very appealing to readers who are afraid of chaos in the world.

"I don't know what happened to Hermione, she hasn't heard anything since she went home ..." Ron said to Harry beside him, "we should go and see her.") Download a free reader !!