Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 23: The timid Malfoy

　　 The temporary selection test ended with an unsurprising ending. Maca succeeded in becoming one of the youngest players in the history of Hufflepuff and even Hogwarts.

　　 Judging from his demonstrated strength, this title has to be added with the word "strongest" to be more accurate.

　　As Maca expected, his study time really shrank dramatically. But the training plan was very substantial. As Maca became more familiar with various formations, Darren devised new combat tactics. This is Hufflepuff's strongest time ever, so they also have the idea of ​​competing for the Quidditch Cup!

　　 And this new tactic is the latest winning strategy laid out around the basic scoring. It can be said that the addition of Maca has given everyone a desire for the Quidditch Cup, which is rarely seen in the low-key little badgers.

　　 Because of this, the team members agreed that they would never go out of the news about Maca’s entry into the team. In the next duel with Slytherin College, Maca will be on the stage as a surprise soldier, and he has to beat the little snakes who always like to make small moves!

　　 So, Maca seemed particularly busy in the following days. Either in the library or at the Quidditch stadium. When Maca starts to practice, there are always several Hufflepuff seniors wandering around the stadium. It seems that this Raid Plan was really implemented quite thoroughly by these hard-working and low-key little badgers.

　　Unconsciously, Christmas is approaching.

　　On a very cold morning, everyone discovered that Hogwarts had been covered by a thick layer of snow. The beautiful white scenery outside the window is telling everyone that the first snow in Hogwarts this year has been unknowingly sent to the ground in everyone's sleep.

　　 The lake behind the castle was covered with a hard layer of ice, which made the students happy. Those ice sledges stacked in the utility room are finally ready for use, and you don’t need to ride the dangling boat during the Christmas holidays!

　　 The Weasley twin brothers have recently been punished because the two of them cast magic on a few snowballs, causing them to chase Quirrell everywhere, but accidentally hit him with layers of turbans. On the back of his head.

　　 At that time, Maca happened to be passing by an upstairs window. He was delighted to see the scene, and Voldemort was so unlucky!

　　 A few owls delivered the mail in the snowy night, and they had gone through a lot of hardships, and even lost a lot of feathers. They must rest for a while under Hagrid's care before they can continue their work.

　　Maka’s Owl Mafa seems to be very new to snowy skies. Perhaps this is because in its hometown, Sumatra, you will never be able to see this icy and snowy scenery!

　　Maca watched it hover high in the sky, sometimes flapping its wings to climb to a high place, and sometimes swooping low. From a distance, no one would think it was just an owl.

　　 In the recent night, Maca has been dangling in the forbidden area, and his understanding of black magic has gradually deepened. But he still has no plans to study the most dangerous banned books. He believes that the time has not yet arrived and there is no need to ask for trouble.

　　 So, while accumulating a little bit of experience in preparing potions, he started to compete with Transfiguration. To be precise, this is a long and endless road to death with all kinds of biological and non-biological materials.

　　Since there is no shortcut, I have to learn from Hermione. At least, the research and memory of various materials can also help the progress of the potion to a certain extent.

　　 Speaking of which, Christmas is a holiday.

　　Professor Sprout came over to register the list of students who stayed in school for the holidays last week. Maca hesitated and signed it. He plans to take advantage of the holiday to see Luna, he has been busy since the beginning of school, and it is a good choice to go out and relax at Christmas.

　　 Moreover, he found that he had missed Luna a little since he practiced his patron saint spell. He felt that he should have a sister-like feeling for Luna!

　　 It is impossible to say that he is actually a lo*ic*n?

　　 "No, no, it's absolutely impossible." Maca shook his head, amused at his thoughts.

　　 Right now, Maca is on his way to the potions classroom. He has a few questions to ask Snape.

　　 But when he walked quickly around the corner of the corridor, he found Hagrid who was huge—he was hugging a fir tree that was bigger than him.

　　 The originally spacious corridor was so tightly blocked by him that he couldn't make it through.

　　 "Hey, Hagrid, do you need help?" In the gap between the branches, a head came from the opposite side. It seemed to be Ron.

　　 "No, I can do it, thank you, Ron."-it was Ron as expected.

　　 "Can you get out of the way, don't stand in the way?" Maca suddenly heard Malfoy's cold, dragging voice from behind the fir tree.

　　"Are you trying to earn some pocket money, Weasley? I was thinking, you probably want to guard the hunting ground after graduating from Hogwarts? Hagrid’s cabin and your original home By comparison, it must look like a palace!"

　　 Ron's head immediately retracted from the branches, and Malfoy's sarcastic remarks clearly angered him.

　　 "Weasley!" Maca heard Snape's voice.

　　 "Someone provoked him first, Professor Snape." Hagrid stretched out his shaggy head from behind the tree and said, "Malfoy just insulted his family."

　　 "Anyway, hitting someone is against the Hogwarts school rules, Hagrid." Snape said in a slick tone, "It's a wise choice to take the initiative like McLean, Gran Fendor was deducted five points. Weasley, you should be thankful that I didn’t punish you to wipe the trophy. Okay, let’s go, everyone."

　　, when Malfoy heard the surname "McLean", he immediately gritted his teeth. It seemed that he hated Maca very much.

　　 When he took Crabbe and Gore and squeezed past the tree rudely, knocked the needles off the ground, and walked forward with a lot of irritation, he saw Maca.

　　 Malfoy immediately wiped his anger from his face, and walked over from the other side of the corridor, pretending he didn't see him. But his deliberate act of staying away from Maca exposed the timidity in his heart.

　　 "It seems that the effect of punishment is still there."

　　Maca glanced back, but happened to ran into Malfoy's hateful eyes. He saw Maca looking over, and immediately turned his head back.

　　 "...but maybe it's not enough." Maca smiled before moving forward.

　　 "Professor Snape, excuse me," Maca stopped Snape as he was walking towards the restaurant, "I don't know if you have time to help me answer a few questions about Potions."

　　 Snape turned around, still looking at Maca coldly, then lifted his chin and signaled that he wanted to ask.

　　 "Oh, it's like this—"

　　 Right at the stall that Maca asked about, Ron couldn't help but whispered to Harry: "I really admire Maca. I can still ask questions normally under Snape's freezing eyes... "

　　 "For me, when Snape's attitude is best, it is when Maca goes to him to ask questions." Harry took a moment to glance at Snape's expression, and then continued, "It seems like Where to go."

　　 "I can't even figure out the progress of Maca in the potions class," Hermione said regretfully. "Although I often go to him to discuss some topics, what's in his notebook recently I don’t understand at all."

　　 In fact, as far as the recent situation is concerned, although Maca said that he was asking Snape a question, it would basically turn into a discussion between the two of a certain potion theory. While Maca gained a lot, Snape actually got some more novel inspirations in the topic.

　　 Of course, the knowledge of the Potions Master is not a joke. In most cases, the discussion will end with Snape's correction of Maca.

　　 I have to mention that in Snape's deep heart, it seems that Maca is gradually becoming a student. Because in many discussions ~IndoMTL.com~, he keenly noticed that Maca has a magic research philosophy that is almost the same as that of him-to achieve his goal and ignore all standards of good and evil.

　　 In their hearts, there is no substantial distinction between black magic and white magic, and both can be used. The difference lies only in the user's ethics, nothing more.

　　 Maybe even Maca didn't realize this, but Snape, who had been trapped in a more terrifying darkness, noticed.

　　 After solving the doubts encountered during the research, Maca and Snape said that they were separate, and walked over to the Harry trio who was waiting for him. Behind him, Snape stared at him without expression for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked to the dining room.

　　 I am afraid that only Dumbledore really understood what Snape was thinking.

　　 When Maca walked up to Hermione, they were chatting with Hagrid.

　　 "Oh! You're finally finished, come and see me in the restaurant! It's amazing!" Hagrid laughed happily, the fir tree in his arms was following his laugh It stopped shaking, and more needles fell.

　　 "I'll help you Hagrid, you are about to shake all the needles on it!" Maca took out his wand and cast a floating spell, making the fir tree float on top of everyone's heads, floating forward with him go with.

　　 "Oh—not really, I mean, thank you." Hagrid said embarrassedly.

　　 So Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed Hagrid and his fir tree to the auditorium with Maca. Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick are there, busy arranging Christmas decorations.

　　 "Aha! What a nice floating spell, Mr. McLean." Professor Flitwick happily said, "Leave it there—in that corner, okay? This is the last one."