Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Congratulations? Believe me or not, let this little guy turn around and call you 'Dad' in front of Tonks?"

"Oh, Maca, I'm just kidding-don't do that!"

Seeing Lu Ping, he wanted to make fun of himself with Delphi, and Maca responded quickly to him, and suddenly Lu Ping waved his hands.

In fact, after years of dealing with each other, Tonks, who chased Lupin back, was finally considered to have succeeded. Had it not been for Haierbo's sudden appearance, Maca might now have been able to eat the wedding banquet of the two.

Of course, with the goodness of Lupin, he has become more and more predictable recently ... what is the future of the two of them after marriage?

"Seriously, where did you bring this kid from?" Lu Ping turned away from the topic about Tonks, looking at the little Delphi in Makar's arms. "Well, this little appearance, long How beautiful! "

As Maca heard, she opened a chair by one hand and sat down, looking down at Delphi's face.

To say that he really wanted to tell the story of the child's life, and then see what everyone would look like after hearing it. It's a pity, no matter whether it's for the small Delphi or some other reason, he obviously can only rot in the stomach silently.

After a little pause, he could only casually say:

"This is one of me ... well, it's the daughter of an 'old friend'! The couple asked me to take care of this little girl for a while ..."

In response to this, Maca no longer continued to talk, and talked about sending the children to Blois, France.

At the end, he said again:

"By the way, let Sirius come back for a trip, and this time I have to trouble him to help me close it. By the way, he may need to go to Scotland Yard and bring someone back at Muggle Police Station in a while."

Since Maca plans to investigate the so-called "disappearances" in person, he is ready to directly hand over to the Order of the Phoenix to solve such trivial matters.

After speaking with Lupin for a while, a thick fragrance floated in from the door, causing Maca to stop talking.

"Mr. McLean, I have some peas in the potato roast beef ... you haven't eaten here for a long time, I hope this will still suit your taste."

Lena, who has always had very few words, rarely said two more words this time. It can be seen that Maca did not come for a long time.

Maca looked at the hot roast beef and swallowed a little.

"This looks great," he smiled. "Thank you ... Oh, come and help me hold this child! I have to taste it while it's hot."

When Lena carefully took the little Delphi from Maca, Maca immediately fork up a cut of beef just cut into the mouth and chewed it happily.

When this small piece of beef was swallowed by him, he nodded again and again while reminiscing on the tender taste:

"Lena, your craft is getting better and better, it seems that I can come a few more times in the future!"

On the one side, Lu Ping watched Maca hurrying up there, but had no choice but to get up and leave to send a letter to Sirius.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but muttered quietly:

"This is where you come. Usually we only eat so well during the holidays!"

...

After eating Lena's elaborate lunch in Black's old house, Maca didn't sit for a little longer. He entrusted Delena Jr. with Lena to take care of him temporarily, and even returned to St. Mungo to bring out the information of Montonguez's report.

To be honest, when he heard about these incidents in Montongues last night, he had some speculations about the bizarre case.

And after his screening and investigation of the case this past afternoon, he was finally certain that some of his initial speculations were correct.

Not to mention whether this is a good thing for Haierbogan, at least, the participation of magic is a certain fact.

In the evening, Maca paced gently in an uninhabited alley.

Although his behavior seemed a little aimless, as if he was just walking alone, he never stopped sensing the magic in the air.

"... is this the way?"

Suddenly, he paused at a t-junction, and then turned and walked to the right.

As the buildings on both sides became more dense and towering, the environment in the alley gradually became darker. If judging by common sense, places like this will always be associated with a horrifying atmosphere, and that often signals the emergence of clues.

But it didn't take long for an inexplicable noise to come from far away, but instantly broke Maca's estimate.

"what's the situation?"

He followed a rather subtle magical power, and he believed that as long as he followed the seemingly magical fluctuations, most of them could find the culprit that caused many bizarre deaths in recent days.

But when he heard the noisy voices and distinguished them carefully, he knew that things might become troublesome again.

Sure enough, he walked a little distance forward, and a sigh of alleys made him sigh.

This is a street for Muggle civilians ... No, it is not so much a "street" as it is an alley that is at most wider than just a little bit wider.

Seriously, rather than such a crowded place, he would rather have his destination be in a dark and scary dark place.

At least there would not be too much interference in that place, and he could find it much more convenient.

Of course, to this day, complaining is undoubtedly meaningless. Maca didn't think much about it any more, just walked a few steps and merged into the crowd in the alley.

As you can see, there are many small bars on either side of this lane. In places like this, most of Muggle's pastimes are not economically rich.

In this world, no matter which city there is a class difference, even in a prosperous and wealthy place like London.

Maca was walking slowly in the crowd, and it was clear that he was walking much slower than before.

In fact, if the magic wave belongs to normal magic, then it will not be more difficult to track in many places in Muggles than in unmanned streets.

Unfortunately, what he was groping this time was not an ordinary curse.

Just like the elixir will affect people's fortune, this strange magic this time has the opposite effect to the effect of the elixir.

It can bring strong doom to some people.

If the magic is targeted at wizards, the consequences may not be so serious, but this time it targets only ordinary Muggles whose magic has never recovered.

As a result, a death that has a trace to follow, but makes people feel very bizarre, was born ...

Ok! For now, these are just Macka's conjectures. To say what the actual situation is, he has to follow the traces to find the right place to really determine it.

"Under this?"

Suddenly, Maca, who was walking forward in the alley, turned around, opened the door next to him without hesitation, and hurried in.

"jingle--"

This is an ordinary underground bar, and its dim indoor environment is one of its characteristics.

As said on the brass nameplate nailed to the door with iron nails, it seemed to be a burial chamber many years ago, but it has only been rented by the owner of this bar and transformed into a slightly strange "Grave Bar".

As soon as I walked in, a chill pounced on my face, often making the guests who came in slammed their necks.

Maca is not very interested in this strange hunting environment, and naturally he is not here to drink. What's more, the main business hours of the bar are usually after dinner, and now there are not many customers here.

Going down the descending stone steps of the door, without a few steps, he saw a tomb that was opened.

When he came down below, the two waiters who were cleaning with a broom were still a little stunned. After all, the guests who came so early were not very common.

"Oh, sorry ... we haven't officially opened business here yet," said one of the older waiters, and then turned to the younger, "Did you forget to put the sign outside?"

After whispering a word, he continued:

"Of course, if you don't mind, beer or the like is fine. After all, the bartender hasn't come to work yet, so it's just a bit simple ..."

"No, no need."

Maca didn't wait for him to finish, but just waved his hands and went on.

Behind him, the two waiters stunned for a while, then as if nothing had happened, and then lowered their heads and swept the ground.

It seems that the business has not yet begun here. Except for the two waiters just now, there is no one inside.

After a little pause, Maca simply bypassed the empty bar ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and walked directly to the wooden door behind the bar.

At this point, in his perception, the remnant of that magic has become clearer and clearer.

"Squeak--"

Pushing the wooden door open, the kitchen behind is brighter than the outside. When Maca stopped and observed at the door for a moment, his eyes gradually fell on another wooden door deeper in the kitchen.

It was a doorway with a lot of debris at the door. You can see from the style of the wooden door that the door is much older than the outside one.

Behind the wooden door, the magical fluctuations were already substantive under the influence of Maca-he didn't find the wrong place, that is right here.

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