Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

　　 pitch black, every inch of the castle's space is filled with pitch black. Even if it is not night outside, and is not covered by thick clouds like other places in the UK, the still bright sunshine is always ruthlessly blocked, not even a trace of it can penetrate.

　　 black like mist and embers, as if it had swallowed everything here, and also swallowed the vision of everyone who dared to step in here without permission.

　　 However, at this moment, Maca walking in it is still walking steadily and unhurriedly. Even his eyes have become a pair of decorations without exception, but after acquiring this demon, he has become more and more sensitive in magic perception, but it is enough so that he can see the world without the eyes. "It's clearer than ever before.

　　 "Tap, tap, tap...click."

　　 The place where Maca was going was actually not too far from the gate. Soon, in the dark fog, he stopped in front of a hall door. Then, seeing that he didn't knock on the door or whatever, he just stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open, and then walked in without hesitation.

　　 This is the Great Hall of Hogwarts, or... it used to be. The tables, chairs, blankets and candles here were all familiar to him.

　　 But now, the familiar scene is long gone. Even the magical top curtain that has made generations of little wizards, including Maca himself, marveled and indulged, can no longer reflect the blue sky that appeared outside. At this time, the one hanging above Maca’s head is just It's gloomy.

　　 But unlike other places in the castle, in this huge auditorium, it was empty and there was no fog.

　　 So Maca opened his eyes.

　　 The woman's vision that she perceives by magic power is invisible. Standing in front of her, it is more reliable to be honest and practical with her eyes. At the moment Maca opened his eyes, the figure of the witch Kern, who did not exist in the induction, immediately "appeared" in the depths of the auditorium. Only there was a candle burning in the dim hall, emitting a faint light. Brighten up her beautiful half face.

　　 Kern was sitting at a stone round table and flipping through a book. The candle stood flat on the table, looking abrupt but inexplicably unpretentious.

　　 The witch Kern seemed unaware of the arrival of Maca. Of course, to be more precise, perhaps it should be "not surprising".

　　 "You are back."

　　 Ancient Greek is a bit strange to Maca after all, but he, who specializes in ancient magic literature enough to become a Hogwarts professor, obviously does not understand it. What's more, it is not the first time he has talked with each other today.

　　 "Yes, I'm back."

　　 Maca was very calm and indifferent, or rather casual, and saw him responding casually, and walked over by himself as if returning home, and then sat down opposite Kern.

　　 "Anger, arrogance, and **** have returned to their place smoothly." Maca also picked up a book that was lying on the table casually, and flipped through it casually, just like the tone of his speech at the moment.

　　 Opposite him, the woman who has always been in that ancient Greek costume is even more plain than him.

　　 "I feel...you are very efficient."

　　 Maca heard the words and smiled softly.

"After all, the one holding the sword is my acquaintance, as are the people around him. It is not difficult for me to ask them to do something." At this point, he suddenly paused before adding. Said, "Even if they don’t seem to agree with our approach."

　　 It was also at this moment that the witch Kern finally raised her head and quietly glanced at Maca who was sitting across the table.

　　 "It seems that you failed to convince those friends of yours."

"Didn't I say it a long time ago?" Maca listened and shrugged. "Even if I can agree with your ideas and even help you do it, this thing is probably impossible to do perfectly-except for' Forced, I’m afraid I can’t use other words to define this plan.”

　　 But Kern shook his head slightly.

　　 "You did not "agree"."

　　 Maca heard what she said, but seemed calm, and immediately nodded:

　　 "Okay! Yes, it's not ‘agree’, at most... it can only be considered ‘agree’! If there is almost no room for redemption, I will not promise you, let alone help you."

　　 "...There is nothing wrong with being loyal to your own ideas."

　　 When she said this, the witch Kern was not looking at Maca anymore. At this time, Maca also knew very well that the woman in front of her didn't care whether others agreed with her point of view. In my opinion, I finally embarked on the journey of almost no return without hesitation.

　　 Like what she said at the moment, "Be loyal to her own ideas," she has always done this.

The voice of 　　 gradually settled, and the dim auditorium returned to silence. Both of them were flipping the pages of the book one by one, not knowing whether they even looked in.

　　 After a while, Maca spoke again, breaking the silence again.

　　 "By the way, there is also overeating, and it has been half resolved."

　　 The witch Kern didn't give any immediate response to his words, and only a few seconds later, she whispered softly.

　　 "He shouldn't be suspicious yet." Maca seemed to know what she meant, and added so.

　　 Kern obviously still didn't care very much, and didn't even lift his head this time.

"It's up to you."

　　 Maca nodded, and finally stopped talking completely. After a while, UU reading www. After uukanshu.com probably waited for him to read a dozen pages of books, he put down the book and stood up, and left without saying hello.

　　 He didn't meet any obstacles.

　　...

　　 The dark clouds above his head are still thick, just like the hearts of Hermione and others who are flying in the air at this moment.

　　 Everything that I experienced in the main hall of Buckingham Palace last night made everyone feel extremely complicated, heavy... and even tormented. I think about many things now afterwards, even if I can finally think more calmly, I still don't have much clue.

　　 Is that maca?

　　 There is no doubt that it should really be Maca-even if they have completely changed their appearance, most of the people here are familiar with each other now, so how can they admit their mistakes?

　　 But... that's not Maca.

The crazy and terrifying plan that the other party said at the beginning will not be discussed for the time being, because even if there is any reason, it is impossible for the Maca that everyone knows to do such a thing-he really killed the living corpse girl !

　　 "...Damn it."

　　 In mid-air, Hermione, who was flying at high speed on a broomstick, couldn't help but whispered. The suppressed voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, which became a little distorted in the wind.

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