Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2608: A few words

Remember 【New】for a second,! After handing over the rights and responsibilities of the overall planning to Hermione, and making sure that she was indeed competent, Maca naturally took a break.

Of course, saying "idle" is actually only relative.

Although a lot of complicated but necessary matters are brought together by Hermione, Madame Maxime and the three major families, when Maca's fighting ability and his extraordinary magical knowledge are needed, everyone often I still have to come to him for advice, or simply ask him to go out.

In general, though, Mackata does have a lot of personal time these days.

Unfortunately, right now is both a disaster and a counter-offensive. Even if he really didn't have too many tedious and mundane tasks to be busy, he couldn't really relax.

When it gets dark, except for Sarah, who has been following him with the alchemy puppet most of the time recently, only Luna will come and have a glass of Gordy with him every now and then. Root tea, accompanied him to chat a few random words.

Other than that, in most of her free time, Maca does only one thing - spreads out his magical notebook on the table, then lays his head down and keeps writing. , write, write.

Until one day, the familiar faces finally appeared from outside the tent door again, and then came in one by one and displayed them in front of his desk.

Some of these faces are solemn, some are slightly nervous, some have firm eyes, some are shrewd and introverted... Of course, there are others like Harry who tilt their heads slightly and focus their eyes elsewhere. Those who saw his plans were among them.

As the number of people gathered in the tent increased, even with the expansion of the Traceless Stretching Spell, the place gradually became crowded.

At the end of the day, even if the only people who came in were those who were familiar with Maca, they couldn't stand there, so those who came a few steps late had to stay outside the door.

Here at the desk, Maca naturally knew that so many people were coming, but even though he was being watched by so many eyes, his movements of writing and drawing were still unstoppable.

The unique rustling sound of the nib dipped in ink on the fine parchment reverberated in the quiet tent space. For some reason, it brought an inexplicable peace of mind to everyone present. feel.

However, everyone gathered here early in the morning today, obviously not to find any sense of security here. Finally, Hermione, who was still standing at the front of the crowd, spoke first, as if with a little regret, but she was extremely firm in breaking the silence.

"Maca."

She didn't say any more nonsense, because she knew very well that Maca definitely understood why she was here with everyone.

……

"Crack."

A large paragraph of text finally came to an end with this inconspicuous light meal. Maca pinched the barrel of the quill, allowing the ink to seep slightly along the fine texture on the paper, making that point look a little bit arrogant.

After stopping like this, he let go of the pen, and while the quill slowly flew towards the ink bottle, he raised his head—

This is the first time he has found out so intuitively, "Oh! So I knew so many people before I knew it?"

A strange, strange sense of accomplishment suddenly enveloped him, making him feel a little satisfied.

"Is it time?"

When her eyes swept across the crowd for a while, Maca's eyes refocused on Hermione, and he asked this question.

Hermione in front of her heard the words and immediately replied:

"Rather than 'it's about time', it's more - yes, we're all set."

"That's great news," Maca smiled, "and faster than I expected."

Hearing his words, Hermione didn't say anything, just hummed slightly, not knowing if it was a simple perfunctory or something else.

Maka didn't delve into it, but closed the notebook and held it in her hand, then backed away from the chair, got up, walked around the desk, and stepped in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes moved slightly with his movements, until he suddenly stopped in front of Harry.

"Feeling alright? Looks like he's recovering well," Maka said, looking at Harry.

In the previous battle with Haierbona in the eastern German defense line, Harry was seriously injured, and even because of Haierbona's special magic, there were hidden dangers in the wound that were not easy to eradicate.

Fortunately, after coming back, I happened to meet Maca awakening from the ice coffin, and also with the in-depth study of the rules of the soul, he was able to remove the hidden danger of his injury.

Hearing Maka standing in front of him and asking, Harry finally turned his head to look at him, and then snorted just like Hermione just now, as an answer.

Of course, Maca didn't really need Harry's reply. How the latter's injury is recovering, not only he who has successfully mastered the rules of the soul, but also the group of "living corpse friends" who just arrived a few days ago, can be seen at a glance.

After a slight nod, regardless of Harry's slightly awkward posture, Marca took two more steps to the side and came to Veri.

"Mr. Blois, is there any response?" he asked, bowing his head.

Villi was also looking up at him when he asked this. Seeing him ask about her father, the silver-haired girl immediately shook her head, then tugged at the wide brim that blocked her vision and said, "Father said that he is going to go to a Croatian manor for a vacation."

"I see." Maca nodded slightly suddenly.

He does understand ~IndoMTL.com~ Mr. Blois, who is still in his prime, has probably finally made up his mind to give up his position as head of the family to the daughter in front of him. It's just that the father who is very fond of his daughter is not at ease, so he still retains the position of the head of the family, and let the old housekeeper continue to assist Willie to take over a large family that has temporarily lost his right and left.

Even Maca thinks that even his words about vacation are false, maybe he's peeking at some place right now!

Thinking like this, he took a few more steps to the side, and came to a... no, it was two, a little bit of an eye-catching figure.

"Miss Geoffine?"

"Is there a problem?" Safina on the left glared at him without hesitation, "Or, our sisters are too small in your eyes to even make an impression on you, so you don't even remember already?"

Ursula, who was standing beside her, didn't say anything, just stared at Maka.

"How could that be?" Maca smiled again, shaking her head, "Even if I'm blind, I won't be able to recognize you—especially you, Safina, you were so good some time ago. 's performance showed me how far someone who keeps his word can go for a transactional commitment...so I'm just saying, 'Thank you'!"