Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

What is the sacrifice of a generation, what is the future of human civilization... Such a large-scale thing, at least Hermione has never imagined it.

To be honest, the most ambitious goal she can set so far is probably how to help her classmates, teachers, friends, family... and the few she may still be able to barely take care of in this apocalyptic catastrophe. Innocent people went to capture the gleam of life, that's it.

As for the more human and more distant futures, although she was also eager to grasp it, she also knew in her heart that it was beyond her ability.

Therefore, when Maca finally stood in front of her, uttering the so-called "New Human Project". Although she felt from the beginning that there must be something wrong with it and not in line with her inner philosophy and bottom line, but she still couldn't clearly say "no" to the other party.

This is not only because of her feelings and trust in each other, but more importantly, she knows that Hermione Granger may not be qualified to comment on Maca's foresight!

Things like "change the destiny of all mankind from the level of the essence of life" are something ordinary people like her can't do, and they don't even dare to think about it.

So, since she knew that it was something that was completely beyond her own ability, how could she be qualified to speak rashly?

"I...I know—"

"No!"

Under Maca’s declaration of sacrificing for the future, she gradually fell into hesitation, almost about to compromise with her inner principles for the time being, and took a step back to agree with Hermione. She was just spoken by another more decisive voice. Interrupted.

That was Harry, Harry's voice without a doubt.

"Maca, are you serious?"

Harry stared straight at the tall figure in front of him, and his left hand, which was not holding the sword, suddenly raised with a forceful wave, struggling to express the doubt in his heart.

"If you are serious, then I have to say-no one has the right to make decisions for others! We can't, you can't, the same'Ms. Kern' you said can't! What's more, this is still a...no, There are thousands of decisions that involve life and death! Maca...you can't do that!"

He is not a good friend of Hermione. In many things, his considerations and awareness are far less profound than Hermione's. So every time he faces a choice, he usually just obeys his likes, dislikes and intuitions.

This way of coping that is too direct and simple, in fact, most of the time, it will only make him take a long way. To be honest, he has suffered from this in the past few years.

But this is him Harry Potter, everything else may change, but on this point, he probably won't change.

Facing Harry's resolute retort, Maca on the opposite side could only raise his hand and pat twice, then nodded at him:

"Well said, pretty good! So, what do you say should be done?"

Maca seemed to smile again, then spread his hands, and continued casually:

"Except for everyone from the Blois family and Mr. Stewart, I think everyone here today is basically an old friend who has a lot of knowledge about me. It’s not the kind of person who can’t listen to the opinions of others at all. I believe that there are actually many people who have similar ideas with Harry at the moment. After all, it is very difficult to make a decision that sacrifices a lot of people... In fact, before I I also struggled with this for a long, long time."

With that said, he glanced slowly among the crowd under the stairs, as if observing the expressions of everyone in the hall at this time.

"Therefore," he said aloud afterwards, "actually it doesn't matter if you disagree. If you have other ideas, you can talk freely here! If there is a better plan, we can discuss it together-yes, this and It’s the same before, isn’t it?"

Everyone can say their own opinions, and then everyone will discuss together and brainstorm fair and open ideas-Maca said so, and it seems that he is really willing to do so.

However, what can be said at this time must obviously be a feasible and better opinion than the one he said. Otherwise, what's the point of saying it?

Obviously, if there is a solution that can completely solve the disaster, everyone here is afraid that they have already done their best to do it, and how can they gather here to listen to Maca saying so much, but most of them Can only each be silent and keep silent?

Before the throne, Maca waited for a while after speaking, looking at the different expressions of everyone, and didn't know what he was thinking.

During this sudden silence for ten seconds, he found that Snape seemed to want to say something again, but in the end he still didn't speak. And Harry, who was still trying his best to question, lost his voice for a while because of his rhetorical question, and his mood became a little depressed.

But Luna, probably she never considered what she would oppose from the beginning to the end, she just still looked at this side as quietly as before, her silver-gray eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

"Does anyone have any ideas?" After waiting for a while, Maca re-opened his mouth, "In this case, then—"

"Master."

A rather unexpected voice sounded, and suddenly attracted a lot of attention.

"Well, what?" Maca turned his head slightly, letting his gaze fall on the person who spoke, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Could it be that you have any thoughts? It doesn't matter, let's talk, I'll listen!"

"Yes."

That was the living corpse girl who was one of the twins, and was the most loyal follower of Maca, who had almost never really expressed his personal opinions in front of the master except for pleading for his younger brother.

"Master, we... are not humans, so... we can't and shouldn't be'new humans'." She lowered her head slightly, and whispered in a somewhat hesitant but still stable posture, "'living corpse' This title is not very pleasant, but I think this shouldn’t be a reason to replace it with “human”... With the help and guidance of our master, we have acquired wisdom, self and emotion very hard, maybe no one is better than us. I understand their importance better-death is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you will no longer be yourself."

In these days of living in London, no matter how busy she is every day, she will take some time to read human books. Because she started to think about the meaning of their living corpses as a very special kind of life in this world after they were born.

However, the more books she read, the more she discovered that this may be an unsolvable problem.