Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"... If there is any new notice from the Greek Ministry of Magic regarding the admissions, the Ministry will send a notice to Hogwarts."

"Ok."

In the lobby of the Ministry's atrium, Umbridge is handing over the person in charge assigned by the Ministry, while Maca is standing by, and behind him are a group of young wizards of all ages.

Most of these little wizards were silent, their eyes wandering about this luxurious and spacious atrium foyer. Whether it is the huge statue in the middle of the gate, or the gleaming magic fountain, they all passed in their eyes.

It can be seen that there was a hint of envy and expectation in the vigilance they showed.

Although the Minos Magic School in Greece has been rebuilt, it has always been insufficiently funded, making the school neglected for trimming and management. It is obviously impossible to compare it with the increasingly complete British Ministry of Magic.

But even so, that was their alma mater, the place where they had always lived.

Now that the school is destroyed and the old classmates are dead and separated, the taste is uncomfortable. The anticipation of the future seemed a little insignificant to the mind that was prepared for the terrible disaster.

While keeping an eye on the situation over Umbridge, Maca was quietly watching these little wizards who were about to be incorporated into Hogwarts.

But at least until now, whether it is the official Umbridge side, or the uneasy students, there seems to be nothing unusual, and everything has not exceeded the reasonable scope.

It's as if this incident was simply an aftermath of disputes in other magic circles, and nothing more.

"……excuse me."

Maca was thinking about the details of the Minos disaster, and suddenly the oldest boy out of the group came to him.

"What's wrong?" Marka faced the student who might be older than him.

"Excuse me ... Are you a student at Hogwarts School of Magic?" The boy asked cautiously with a bit of English that he was not very familiar with but could understand.

Maca glanced up at the group of students and found that more than twenty other students were watching the situation nervously. It seems that the boy in front of him seems to be communicating on their behalf.

"It used to be, but now it is Hogwarts' professor of ancient runes." Maca looked back and looked at him. "My name is Maca McLean. After you enter Hogwarts, If you are interested in magic literature, you are welcome to take my course. "

"Professor?" The boy seemed startled. He hesitated to look at Maca with hesitation, as if he was guessing whether Maca was a pure blood human.

"Don't worry about it," Maca smiled. "I am really young, but in Hogwarts, as long as you have enough ability, there will be no absolute bondage. If you can work hard to find magic The mystery of it will have the possibility to break the secular conventions. "

"Oh!" The boy froze, then nodded with surprise and admiration. "Then you must be strong-the professor at our school has mentioned it many times. He said Hogwarts is a very good one. Top magic school! "

When referring to the past professor, the boy's eyes flickered for a moment. It can be seen that the professor must have cared for him a lot, but most of them have been killed now.

"Yes, Hogwarts is really excellent," Maca nodded. "But the best is not the school, but the teachers and students in the school. It is the 'love' between people-this is the point. This is the last principal, Albus Dumbledore told me. "

"Dumbledore! Oh-I know him, uh ... everyone knows him!" The other side nodded again and again. "The greatest white wizard in the world, he saved the entire European magic world!"

When the power of Greenward spread throughout continental Europe, although the British magic world was not directly attacked, the Greek magic world was once one of the hardest hit areas. Speaking of Dumbledore, perhaps those wizards who had experienced the turmoil of those years were the most grateful.

"Yes, that's right."

Maca is actually a little embarrassed because Dumbledore is now "running". If the boy knew that Dumbledore had just died, he didn't know what he would think.

These students will soon be in Hogwarts, and they will know about it sooner or later. Maca was thinking about whether to tell the story first, but unexpectedly this time he was surrounded by Umbridge.

"Professor McLean, come and sign your papers and we can go."

After negotiating with the official in charge of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge turned back solemnly, beckoning Maca to make a final signature and transfer in the past.

"Sorry, we can talk again later."

After Maca said something to the boy, she walked over to Umbridge and picked up the file and looked at it. After finding nothing wrong, he signed his name.

"Then those refugees from Minos will be handed over to you two-you can take these students away from the fireplace over there, and the flying network emergency line in the Hogwarts hall has been opened for you. "

"Okay, trouble." Maca nodded to the person in charge, then turned and beckoned to the students, "All keep up with ... there are more people here, be careful not to fall behind, we're going to start moving!"

At this moment, the staff of the Ministry of Magic were still at work. Although the flow of people was not as much as when they were commuting to work, it was quite a lot. Umbridge and Maca followed one another and watched the little wizards walk towards the entrance passage on the other side of the atrium.

Maca, who was walking behind, was still watching the students carefully. He looked at each of them carefully, but when they lined up through the fireplace one by one, there was still nothing worthy of attention.

In the end it was Maca's turn. He grabbed the flying powder and grinned secretly, then disappeared into the fireplace with a puff of green flourishes.

"Hey! What's going on?"

In the corner of the Hogwarts Foyer, two figures rushed out at the same time as a large fireplace in the school's few emergency links to the flyway network, followed by a dull complaint.

Maca looked back, and could not help rolling her eyes.

"Well, this happened at last--" he muttered in a low voice, and then hurriedly smiled, "Oh, is there a problem with the Ministry's fireplace? Quickly, while the emergency connection is not over yet Close, go back again! "

Probably because he didn't have to fly the network for a long time. Although he thought that the magic flame reaction when he used the flying powder was different from ordinary people, after all, he still forgot that there were people standing in line behind him!

Because the wizard in the black robe behind him was too close to the fireplace, the flames rushed out and brought him to Hogwarts.

"Ah ... emergency connection point? Where is this?"

The black-robed witch glanced from side to side, and finally seemed to understand the situation. He immediately grabbed a handful of flying powder and complained while digging into the fireplace again.

When Maca turned back, she found Umbridge was staring at him with her mouth shut, but didn't ask any questions about the disturbance that had just occurred.

When she saw Maca looking towards her, she even turned her head away from her sight.

It was the students from Minos, who looked curiously back and forth between Maca and the fireplace, seemingly guessing what had just happened.

"Well, then ... come with me!" Maca didn't explain anything, just greeted everyone, "Go this way, you can rest in the small hall first, by the way with Hogwar. The ghosts of Zary are chatting-this is also one of the compulsory courses that students who go to Hogwarts will go through! "

As he spoke, he took the lead in the hallway inside the hall. Behind him, the programmers of Minos glanced at each other, and then hula drew up.

In the hallway, Umbridge, who was set aside by Maca, stared at their backs, and still had a smirk on her face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I didn't know what I was thinking.

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"... twenty-seven students are invited into the auditorium!"

Standing at the doorway of the side porch, Maca immediately reached out and pushed open the doorknob when she heard the faint call from the auditorium. Immediately afterwards, in the different eyes in the auditorium, he took a big step and walked in generously.

Behind him, twenty-seven programmers from the Minos Academy of Magic followed his steps closely, and followed him silently to the teaching staff table.

"Facing your classmates in a row."

Maca directs these little wizards who are about to become new students, and reproduces the Hogwarts welcome process that she has been watching.

Although the height and height of these "new students" are uneven, the number is only 27, but this is the first time he has performed the entrance ceremony for the new students.

Waiting for him to arrange the students in a queue, Filch was already holding the four-legged stool in front of the students.

In the auditorium, the little wizards at the four long tables were looking at these "new born" looks, and a subtle buzz sound quietly echoed in the auditorium.

"The sorting hat is flying!"

Professor McGonagall, standing in the middle of the faculty seat, waved his wand. Before long, the shabby pointed sorcerer hat that had been "bathed" a while ago flew in from the side door that had not been closed and fell into her hands.

Maca turned out the sorting cap, but instead of placing it on the four-legged stool, he started the sorting process directly under the instruction of Professor McGonagall.

"I called out the name, sat on a stool, put on a hat to listen to the branch—" Maca took out the parchment roll, unrolled and read the name on her head, "Helen Schoen!") Download it for free Device !!