Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Today, a breeze was blowing around Hogwarts, mixed with the temperature of the rising sun, and it felt like some scum on the cheeks.

The blades of grass in the vestibule swayed gently in the wind, dropping the dew of last night.

With her hands on her back, Maca walked step by step in front of Blois' father and daughter, letting the wind blow across her face and neck. There seemed to be a faint smile on his face, and it looked like a pretty pleasant look.

However, the potion bottle containing the cursed substance that was previously extracted is still being held by him at the moment, and it does not seem to mean to put it away immediately.

That's right, since Maca took Willie out of the auditorium, he's just like that, he walked away.

And Maca didn't speak, and Willie and Mr. Blois didn't know whether they should speak, even if they had doubts in their hearts now.

However, in the end, Mr. Blois loved his daughter, and after a moment of silence, he finally took the lead to say:

"Mr. McLean, Willie ... is she okay?"

"Huh?" It seemed that Maca had just noticed that he was behind him, after a meal, and then nodded, "Oh, yeah! It's all right, and it won't happen again." That was an accident. "

"Oh, then ... thank you."

Blois subconsciously looked at the bottle in Maca's hand, and then gave a slight nod of gratitude.

"No thanks, this is what I should do."

Maca shook her head and smiled, and then she didn't seem to want to talk anymore, but she kept walking and walked aimlessly on the lawn.

After a while, Mr. Blois couldn't help but say again:

"By the way, Mr. McLean, are you ready?"

"Next?" Marka heard him ask again and again, this time finally stopped and turned slightly, "Isn't that what I said before? I have something here for you to help ..."

As he was talking, he suddenly raised his hand and shook the **** medicine bottle in his hand. Then he took an envelope from his pocket and signed only his name, put the two together and passed it to Willy.

"Give it to an object that you think would be more appropriate to have this power," Maca said, "whoever it is, as long as you feel fit-after all, it is also stripped from your body. of."

"I ... choose?"

Willie did not refuse, and naturally took over, although her doubts remained.

"I don't know who to give it to."

"Did I just say that? Anyone can do it, and I will trust your choice-of course, except me." Maca patted her shoulder and blinked, "Don't care about time, how long It's fine until you think you've found the right object for it. "

"I see." After hearing Maca's words, Willie nodded and said quietly, "If you want me to do this, I'll do it, is that okay?"

"Well, that's enough."

Maca nodded again, then didn't go to see what had arrived in Willie's hands, but turned around and said to herself:

"That letter is for the person you choose-you can just leave it to the other person, leave the rest alone. Because from now on, it no longer belongs to you, just like it never Belongs to me. "

The words didn't end, and Maca walked forward indifferently again, after Willie and Mr. Blois accelerated a few more steps to catch up, then added casually:

"Villi, Mr. Blois, you will be with me for another day today, and you will leave early tomorrow morning! Go to Bussbotten, France, and you can ... wait for me there."

"Will you leave tomorrow?" Willie couldn't help it.

"Yeah! Let's do it tomorrow!" Maca spread his hands, "I'd better start concentrating early and finish the rest."

Speaking of which, he couldn't help looking at the beautiful view of Hogwarts under the sun, and sighed slightly.

"Perhaps in the final analysis, I have no blessings to enjoy this leisurely and peaceful time! From childhood to age, from 'the past' to the present, it seems to be just a busy life with me." He said, "But probably so Yeah, at least I know, I'm busy ... "

He turned his head stupidly, as if looking at Blois' father and daughter, but he seemed to be looking through them to see more familiar figures.

"... all valuable."

In the last sentence, his tone was positive.

...

The current Hogwarts is three Hogwarts, very leisurely and quiet; but the current Weymouth camp is a Weymouth camp with many people. It is full of noise, debate, confusion and disturbed.

Hermione had been away for several days, and the resistance alliance was being maintained by Mrs. Maxim.

It is a pity that in pain and danger, what can be followed is only a real force sufficient to counter the threat, and not just comfort and responsibility.

At this moment, maybe Percy, who has been sitting in the camp and staying with the original members, is relatively more reassuring than Maxim.

"Yeah, that's it!"

Percy was standing on the training ground near the pier, watching a small group of friends each holding an ancient magic text card in a circular array, conducting exercises for battles that would come at any time.

This was Hermione's suggestion before she decided to go to Winchester to find Maca-because she had organized such a simple formation to defend the enemy, members of this community were obviously no strangers to this.

However, the plan originally planned to be launched in Birmingham, but Percy has decided to implement it in Weymouth first ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This simple set of magic text formation may not be very good, but in the past will After replacing the slate with a card, it is always better than the regular wizard battle.

"Well, let's take a break and try again later!"

After watching the round of exercises come to an end, Percy then clapped her hands and let the big guy rest on the spot. But as soon as he turned away, a look of sadness suddenly appeared on his calm face.

After Hermione and others left, the most anxious thing was to count him, because unlike other people, he knew where Hermione had gone.

As the day passed, Hermione and others from the eastbound did not return at all, even if Percy knew how difficult it was to send back information in the dense area of ​​the corpse, and he could not avoid the worry in his heart. .

In comparison, the noise of the camp and the rebel alliance is not worth mentioning.

But it was also in the moment of Percy's sorrow that a faint wind blew from the northern air, making his heart jump suddenly.