Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Genius memorize the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! On Christmas Eve that night, Maca was finally unable to go anywhere. He kept talking to Mr. Scarmand and others in the auditorium until late at night, telling them everything he knew about Zoe.

For Zoe's loved ones, that was undoubtedly a sad reality, so Maca described the girl as bright and upright as possible to comfort the pain of the white-haired and black-haired people.

Sometimes a lie is undoubtedly more comforting than the truth.

The next day, Christmas Day, Maca woke up from the inner bedroom of her office. He hurriedly dealt with personal hygiene and left Hogwarts Castle again.

Yesterday I could not go to Lovegood's house, because Maca felt that it might be necessary to leave some space for the long-awaited pair of father and daughter. But today, he must go there.

The Christmas gift to Mr. Lovegood had already scheduled an owl for regular delivery, presumably the owl was already pecking a window glass of Lovegood's house.

But for Luna's Christmas gift, he decided to send it to the other in person.

This gift is special and quite ... well, expensive! But unfortunately, the current role of this thing is still very limited, it can only be regarded as a toy carefully prepared by Maca.

With a maca in his heart, he hurried to the Lovegood's house with a smile, a rare brisk smile on his face.

God knows how long before he laughed so naturally?

...

Last night's heavy snow had stopped, and Maca was frosty all the way. On the hillside near the village of Autry-Saint-Kaquipol, the house around the Lovegod's house, like a chess piece, was also covered with thick snow.

He jumped down the magic book in front of the house, stepped on the crunching snow and reached the door of Lovegood's house, reached out and knocked.

I thought it would take a few more knocks before someone came to open the door. After all, it's only seven o'clock in the morning. In winter in Britain, the sky has just been lit by the sun. But I didn't expect to knock three times and the door was opened from the inside.

"Oh! Good morning, Mr. Lovegood." Marka said happily. "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas, Maca." Luna's father smiled at the sight of Maca. "Come here so early? Come on, come in quickly ... have you had breakfast? If you don't mind, be together Eat it! I'm planning to do it! "

"That's great," Maca said quickly. "I came out early today, and I haven't had time to fill my stomach yet!"

With a warm welcome from Chenofilius, Maca was taken into the room with her shoulders hooked. He sat down familiarly next to the dining table and looked around slightly.

There is still no change here. A workaholic like Chenofilius can take care of his daughter safely now. It is naturally difficult to take care of the furnishings at home.

And, although Maca occasionally helps fill in the manuscripts for the exclusive little news of Shenofelius, it can only rely on the "Singing Contradiction" magazine, which has always been unsuccessful in sales. There is always no surplus.

Maybe in the future, after the relationship between Maca and Luna has been further developed, he can justify the Lovgud's family, which will make Shenofirius and Luna better. .

But at least, it's not the time yet.

Although Luna's father is quite easy-going, the more a person with this personality, the more he will have a clear bottom line. If he were to help out with care, he would probably be clumsy.

"Mr. Lovegood, what about Luna?" Maca sat at the dining table, facing the kitchen behind her. "Did she still get up?"

"It's up, it's already up!" Shenofelius waved his wand to prepare breakfast without turning his head back. "She said last night. I want to get up early today to dismantle gifts-now it should be in The bedroom? "

"May I go and see?" Marka said, and glanced down the middle staircase again.

"Of course, I think she will be happy for your arrival. You can drop her down for breakfast together!" Chenofelius replied, "Oh, right! Thank you for the Christmas present you gave me— —The new recipe for Gordian root tea is amazing! "

"You're welcome. The Christmas special" Sing and Sing ", which you gave me, is also great. I'll watch it a few more times!" Maca smiled, and then walked upstairs.

On the second floor is the bedroom and workroom of Shenofilius, while on the third floor is Luna's bedroom. When Maca climbed the spiral staircase and reached the third floor, what he saw first was not Luna, but a portrait hanging from the ceiling.

It was a portrait surrounded by a large number of fine "golden chains". A looming figure on the canvas was faintly discernible, which seemed to be the outline of Maca.

If you look carefully, the "gold chains" that surround the ceiling around the picture frame are actually composed of small handwritings.

Luna carefully wrote Maca's name thousands of times in golden ink, and it looked as if she would continue to write it down.

Maca knows that this is a little trick that combines the application of magical text with magical biology.

That kind of golden ink is made from the molting hair of a young unicorn. As long as you use it to write around the circle, the pure and flawless will of the writer will be incorporated into the handwriting little by little, and in a specific position. An image showing the contents of the writing.

Because each word that is written has a very limited will; the more simple and straightforward the words are, the more times they are written, and the more clear the image becomes.

Knowing how difficult it was for Maca, when she saw the scene, she felt more and more guilty.

He has cast some spells on his name that hinders detection, so this picture, which should have been written about a thousand times, is enough to make his figure clearly visible, but after a few thousand times, there is still only a fairly blurred image .

"Maca?"

Luna was sitting on the edge of the bed with a lot of gifts. When she saw Maca appearing beside the stairs, she immediately called him happily.

"Luna ..." Maca shifted her gaze from the tiny gold writings and placed it on Luna's face. "Merry Christmas."

He really wanted to hug the girl now, but he couldn't do that yet. His enemies are still ravaging, even one more than before, and he cannot be so irresponsible to involve his beloved in danger.

He was able to agree with Luna and Harry that they were friends, because although it was also dangerous, it was not necessary to face those real crises.

But if he is too close to Luna and exceeds a certain limit, Voldemort and Greenward will definitely not hesitate to take action against Luna-they really ca n’t do Maca, but ca n’t they do Luna? ?

Fear of having a Maca just in case, and don't want to make any mistakes in this kind of place.

The moment he was attacked in the Ravenclaw Tower, he did not hesitate to use the power of rules to completely obliterate the other party, which was undoubtedly for this reason.

"Merry Christmas, Maca," Luna said, leaning down and opening the cupboard by the bed, taking out a small gift box from it, and handing it to him, "I know you will come."

She is still smiling happily, smiling happily, and as always confused.

"Really?" Maca quickly reached out and took it. "Can I open it now?"

"Of course." Luna nodded slightly. "I hope you like it."

This gift box is only the size of a slap, and it doesn't hold much weight in your hand. Maca glanced left and right, instead of using magic, she tore the wrapping paper with her own hands.

Soon he saw that in this little gift box, a pair of glasses that looked strange.

It looks a bit like the old-fashioned leather windshield worn by Muggle pilots, except that the lenses are made of some lavender crystal that is not very transparent ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A pair of demon-proof glasses, "Luna explained to him cheerfully," I found it in Diagon Alley and hid it in a corner! " No one has seen it! "

"Oh, this looks awesome!"

As Maca said, wearing it directly, his vision suddenly turned purple. Vaguely, he can still see some unknown colored dots running around in the field of vision, making it difficult to tell whether it is the strange magic on the lens or whether he can really see through the lens that it was not visible to the naked eye. s things.

Of course, wearing it so easy to fall and walk, he eventually pushed it to his forehead.

"Just like it." Luna gave her an ethereal and sweet smile.

"Well," Maca nodded, then stretched open the pocket tied to her waist, and pulled the bag to its fullest. "I also have a gift for you, and you will love it too!"

While talking, he vigorously "pulled" a large gift box out of the pocket with the stretchless spell ... No, it might not be an exaggeration to call it a "present box".

This gift box looks as large as a small suitcase, and it looks like it is not too light in weight when he takes it out. It takes two hands to move it.

After he put it on the light blue carpet in Luna's room, he reached out and gestured to Luna.

"Open it and see!" Maca, like Luna just now, was full of interest.

Luna, already curious about Maca's "big" gift, immediately leaned down and opened the gift box. When the box was completely opened and spread on the ground, the contents of the box were displayed in front of Luna.

Under the shining sun outside the window, the gadget reflected the dazzling silver light.