Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Disasters always come unexpectedly over time, and we ... are small. When doom entangles us, all we can do is wait silently."

"Ma'am, let go of your mind! Let go ..."

Sybil Trelawney, who was sitting in the crowd for divination of a witch, was a professor of divination in Hogwarts. Of course, her words can basically be ignored on weekdays, because most of her cases are babbling.

But to say that she doesn't have real skills, that's not true.

That year, Terry Launey was also a professor that Dumbledore had personally interviewed. She relied not only on her grandmother, the once famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney, but also because she made a real prediction in front of Dumbledore during the interview. .

It is a pity that things such as bloodlines would have weakened with the passing of generations. It is naturally more difficult to inherit the bloodlines such as the prophet bloodlines that specifically arouse female offspring.

In addition, Sybil is a hybrid, and his father's bloodline has weakened to a certain extent ...

Yes, fundamentally, the achievements of wizards do not value blood, and wizards of Muggle origin have almost equal growth space.

But for some specific aspects, the theory of the wickedness that hinders the progress of the magic world may not be nonsense.

"Yes ... relax, don't be nervous, relax ... you have to believe that when you treat people with sincerity and smooth life, the bad luck that was staring at you will quietly converge ..."

This is the first time Maca has heard that Doom will take good care of people. It's just that a persuasive end like Trelawney is a desirable behavior.

"Oh, I see, Ms. Trelawney! I will do as you say ..." The witch nodded at Trilawney again and again, "Yes, that ... although I know It might be a little bit of talking about King Garong at this time ... but how much should I pay you? "

"Well, the prophet reveals the future, it always needs a price ... but you don't need to care, just give some."

Watching the witch pull out two stacks of Jin Jialong from her pocket and put it in front of Trelawney, Maca planned to take back the previous evaluation ... Yes, at least half of it.

But at this moment, Trilawney suddenly raised her head and looked at Luna, who was not far away.

Luna was with Harry and others at the moment, except that Harry and Hermione were closer to Warpour and Vampire Bloody, and Luna, who fell at the end, was almost standing by Trilawney's table.

"Miss Lovegood?" The divination professor seemed to be happy when she saw Luna. "Come, sit down with me ... you can feel it while I'm divining."

In third grade, Luna had divination as an elective.

Although her divination scores were not good, her vacant gaze and imaginary words were always very appetizing for Trilawney.

It was only in Maca's opinion that Trelawney loved Luna so much that she wanted to cultivate her into a godlike stick.

"Sorry, Professor Trelawney, we still have something to do-this divination extracurricular tutoring, I think I'll wait for the next time!"

Although Luna herself seemed interested, Maka didn't want her to waste time with Trelawney.

Conventional divination is not difficult, but the accuracy rate has never been high; and the unconventional ones, such as the blood of prophets, cannot be learned by ordinary people at all.

So Maca simply went to run Lunara away.

"Oh, Maca?" She allowed Maca to hold her sleeves and walked, "Where are we going? Are we dancing?"

"I remember, you don't seem to like dancing, do you?" Maca took Luna back to Harry and others, and said casually, "And the dance hasn't started yet ..."

As soon as he got here, Mr. Woolple stood up-he had just used Slughorn's medicine, and now he was in a state of perfection. Now he saw Maca coming back. He immediately approached.

"Mr. McLean, my name is Elder Walpur ... Professor Slughorn mentioned you many times in my correspondence with me, and your deeds make me sincerely long for it! Actually, I long ago I want to meet you ... "

Seeing that the little witch had always shown great enthusiasm, Makar gave a slight hesitation.

"Oh, Mr. Walpole, is it? Nice to meet you--"

Looking at this guy's age, Maca knows that most of them are Slughorn students or whatever. If you just meet and get to know each other, that's fine.

But then, Walpur started talking about autobiography.

"... Seriously, people all over the world are eager to learn more about you. For example, your past, your childhood, your life, your thoughts ... Of course, maybe your spouse view ? "

He talked and looked subconsciously at the three girls, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, but said nothing offensive.

"Actually," he continued, "I would love to write a book for you about the first major stage of your life! If you are willing to accept my several interviews with you, uh ... don't have more, each Once a month is enough, it won't take much time. After a few months you will see a personal biography about you ... "

"Really, it doesn't take a lot of trouble, what do you think?"

After that, Walpur looked at Maca with a look of anticipation, and from time to time he cast a "request for assistance" glance at Slughorn who was back here.

But the fat old man was sorry for Maca's rejection of his "good idea"! Where else do you pay attention to these little things?

"Autobiography?" Maca shook her head decisively. "I'm sorry. If I have this intention in the future, I will contact you again."

Wakar was quickly rejected by Maca, of course, unwilling. But when he tried to persuade Maca further, a house elf suddenly appeared beside Slughorn.

"Mr. Slughorn, all the guests on your invitation list have arrived."

Wulag heard Slughorn thinking about something, and finally returned to God, and then he nodded.

"Got it."

For the old man, the prom has lost the finishing touch of the soul, but everyone has already come. Should we continue as usual?

"McLean, several, I'll be out of the way first."

The words didn't fall, and I saw that he hurried to the forefront, turning on his near-conventional speech mode in personal activities.

It was at this moment that Hermione suddenly turned around and looked at Maca without a word.

Prom! Always have to dance ...

"Her--" "Oh!"

Maca just opened her mouth, and there was a sudden noise over the door—the door of the small hall opened.

"Oh! Sorry, Slughorn ... it's a big deal."

A figure much higher than the average person suddenly appeared at the door, and Maca looked back. It was Hagrid.

"Maca, are you there? I heard you came here to the prom ... hey?"

There were too many people in this room, and Hagrid couldn't find Maca's location at once. Maca just wanted to wave her hand, but accidentally glanced at Hermione's eyes.

"Ok……"

He smiled helplessly, and put his hand back in half.

Maca never found out where in her body there was something that attracted girls. In any case, when a girl stares at you with that complex look, it is unavoidable that she often feels embarrassed.

Even if you have clearly rejected it once before.

"Maca?" Hagrid shouted again, and when no one responded, he shook his head and said to himself, "Aren't you here? Oh, then where will he be ..."

Without finding anyone, Hagrid could only leave before closing the door again.

The people in the small hall looked around. In fact, many people were consciously or unintentionally looking at Maca. Already.

"... Ahem," Slughorn glanced at Maca thoughtfully, and then said just now, "Well! Anyway, I announce that tonight's private dance, now!"

But when he saw that he took out his magic wand and waved it, the original soft instrument sound suddenly became a melodious classical dance music. The first dance tonight is about to begin--

"Gentlemen and ladies, please enjoy this romantic first song with your dance partners!"

Maca glanced at Luna habitually, and saw that she ran to the side with a cheerful smile, as if she wanted to go to the sidelines to find those novelty dancers.

"Well, Hermione ..." He was busy and looking at the Xueba girl not far away, and blinked. "I don't know, can I have the pleasure to invite you to dance?"

Hermione was really beautiful today. The special material of the veil gave her more gentle temperament, and the off-shoulder design added a bit of femininity to her.

Even Maca felt the charm of the other side.

Sometimes, however, things always go in unexpected directions. And this trend has become more and more obvious in recent years.

"Sorry, I don't want to dance, please find someone else!"

Even Harry and Ginny, who were standing on the sidelines, were surprised to hear Hermione's words.

"She's ... what's wrong?" Harry said quietly.

Even though Ginny was a girl of almost the same age, she was equally surprised.

"Don't ask me, I don't know!"

Marka looked at Hermione who turned away, scratching her head inexplicably.

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