Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() The word "Caution" by Maca was obviously not to Mrs. Maxim, she didn't need to be careful, but the witch behind her was really a bit unlucky.

"what!"

The witch screamed in panic after enjoying an experience of zero-touch contact with a part of Mrs. Maxim.

But to be honest, it was just a little frightened by this sudden situation. She quickly lifted her upper body and moved her face away from a dangerous part as much as possible.

"Oh-sorry, ma'am." Mrs. Maxim was also taken aback, she turned back quickly, apologetic.

But the other party didn't seem to appreciate it. She squeezed her thin lips and raised her head to look coldly at the tall Mrs. Maxim. She didn't show any sign of weakness to this terrifying woman standing in front of herself.

Until now, Maca had a chance to take a closer look at the witch.

First of all, I have to summarize in advance the impression that the witch left on, because that feeling is so unified that one can't help but want to say "all in all" without saying a word.

All in all, this is an expression of "don't be near," regardless of expression or look, or dress or accessories.

It may not be true to say that it is a "noble" temperament; but it seems that it cannot be generalized if it is a "cold" look.

The only certainty was that the witch looked young and had perfect skin care, but it was all pale.

While Maca was casually observing the witch who was the opposite of the lively atmosphere around her, Mrs. Maxim, who waited for a while but did not see the other party's reaction, seemed a little embarrassed.

"I'm really sorry, ma'am ..." Helplessly, she apologized again, and even gave a gift a little forward. "Please allow me to apologize for the rudeness just now, let me ask you for a drink ? "

"no need--"

The other party finally spoke, but its content was particularly rude.

"I have to admit that a wizard of giant blood would know how to apologize, which has surprised me."

Mrs. Maxim has always been reluctant to be talked about her pedigree, and when she heard this, she clearly showed anger.

"I, I'm just a big skeleton!" She said angrily.

"Huh?" The other laughed and looked slowly up and down, and then continued, "Are you dissatisfied with your bloodline? Of course, of course ... this is your freedom, poor guy ... "

"you!"

Mrs. Maxim opened her mouth half-opened, her clenched fist shaking slightly, and she seemed to be about to burst out.

At this moment, Hagrid could not help but sit beside him.

Although he did not like Maxim's refusal to acknowledge his bloodline. What's more, there are still very few giants in this world. Those who can be called "companions" are always upheld.

In his opinion, Maxim, the elegant witch, was not a bad guy.

"How can you, a woman, comment on other people's ancestry casually?" Hagrid stood up and shouted loudly, "Orim is not 'poor' at all! She is--"

"Hagrid."

Marka revealed his identity when he saw him inattentively, and had to make a strong blow to his stomach.

Hagrid's words were interrupted, but Maca clenched his fists and grinned.

This guy is truly a giant mixed race, don't look at him as a bucket full of people, who knows that even the belly is full of hard muscle blocks.

"This lady," said Maca, shaking her right hand, standing up and saying, "blood never represents anything. Everyone's life is complete with their own hands ... what do you say?"

"Are you asking me?" The other person was a lazy look from the beginning, but at the moment there is still no change, she said with a touch of perfunctory, "Little guy, I know what you mean ... To the lady next to you, I didn't mean to downplay her ... "

She said, holding up the wine glass on the table casually and taking a sip.

"... It's just that most of the giants I've seen are half-lazy and awkward big men who can't even say hello."

Although this woman's words did not listen very much, but what she said was actually true.

When it comes to giant mixed blood, most wizards have this impression. Don't look at the two mixed-race wizards standing here, but Hagrid and Maxim are clever, but they don't represent the whole.

As a matter of fact, among the recorded giants' mixed races, not to mention absolute, a large part of them are big men with low IQs, and have also caused several hurting incidents.

Because of this, Marka understands Mrs. Maxim's attitude towards her bloodline. Moreover, Maxim's effort to become so strong and become the principal of Boothbatten is more than enough to go down in history.

If she reveals her pedigree, will her principal be dismissed?

"You're right, but you can't judge a person's pedigree by their physique alone, don't they?" Maca smiled calmly. "I'm just telling you, no matter what pedigree my companions are, they The excellence of a company is only related to its own efforts. To say-- "

He was talking, and suddenly he paused, his nose moved slightly, it seemed to smell something.

"Oh, this is ..."

Maca frowned suddenly, a little curiosity appeared on her face.

"Hagrid ... and Madam, you sit first," in the doubtful eyes of the two, Maca waved to them abruptly. "I don't think this lady is intentional, let us be unhappy Reveal it first! "

After all, he turned around and took his cup of hot cocoa back in his hand, then walked gently to the lady's table and sat down politely.

The always gloomy and lazy lady frowned slightly at Maca, but did not show much dissatisfaction.

"Little guy, your behavior, but it will make me doubt the 'excellent' in your mouth."

She was apparently praising Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim for those words.

"Really?" Maca shrugged casually. "I thought you wouldn't care about offenses in these manners, ma'am?"

The other man raised his eyelids and looked at Maca slightly hesitantly, but could not see any meaning on his face.

"I don't care much about it," she said, "if everything is calculated piece by piece, the time will become extra long ... tell me about you! Why, little brother ... are you interested in your sister? "

She turned to her side, changed her posture, and leaned her chin on one of the round tables with one hand, looking more lazy.

"Ha!" Maca shook her head with a smile, "I don't dare to be interested in you-although I have to admit that you are really beautiful-but seriously, I can't get through that Kaner psychologically! "

"Oh?" The doubt in her eyes gradually deepened, but her movements became more lazy and charming. "So why do you sit down and talk to your sister?"

Instead of answering her question, Maca took a cup of hot cocoa and took a big sip of cocoa-if she didn't drink it, she would be cold.

He sipped the hot drink in the cup, and then wiped his mouth and said, "Oh ... I'm just curious. After all, before tonight, I have never been with one ... well, one like you The chat is over! "

He seemed to say casually, but the meaning was becoming more and more obvious.

"Really?" The other person's eyes narrowed slightly, and the perseverance that had been hidden in his tone became much less. "Then, do you think, what's different between me and other ladies?"

"Aren't they different? Hmm ... maybe it's" somewhat tired of anyone or everything "?" Maca thought for a moment, and then answered with a hint.

"Yeah," the other said with a chuckle. "Congratulations, you found a key point."

What seemed to be Maca's sentence made her finally confirm the meaning of Maca's words, but since Maca didn't say anything, she naturally did not take the initiative to say the truth.

But at least, the conversation between the two of them had contact for the first time.

"You guys, you're very observant ... So, what do you want to talk to your sister about?"

Maca knew that she had understood what she meant, and since the other party did not deny it, he should be a "affirmative" hint.

"Actually! It's not important to talk ..." He said casually, "Well, let's continue to talk about the topic just now? What's your opinion on‘ blood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ '? ”

In Maca's view, the question was answered by the lady in front of her, and it was the most correct thing.

But the other person just shook his head, the faint light brown hair slipped from her shoulder to the back.

"It's not easy to answer," she said. "You have to ask me for other people's opinions. I can say eight or nine at random, but you have to ask me what I think ... I can only say that the individual's bloodline only represents the characteristics . "

She said, took another sip of the liquid in the glass, and then said, "Like just now, after hearing the lady's apology, I would be surprised-that's because her behavior made me again Learned a different characteristic, didn't I? "

When Maca heard her say this, her gaze fell subconsciously on her glass. In that translucent goblet was a slightly viscous, exotic liquor.

"So, is it a 'characteristic' that you drink this wine?" He thoughtfully, "I don't know what it tastes like in 'you' mouth?"