Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 43: If you meet on a narrow road, the ruthless wins

　　 When Hermione faced the cruel and vicious Voldemort, there was an excited smile on Maca's face.

　　 "Ha! Finally-finally done!"

　　 He was sitting in the responsive room. On the table in front of him, there was a piece of parchment, and a character on it was shining with a wonderful icy blue light. What's more surprising is that the whole piece of parchment exudes a faint chill, and even ice debris continues to spread and condense on the surface.

　　"Sure enough," Maca exclaimed, "It's amazing! This is the rule, it represents the cooling rule of matter! This is the connection between the spirit and the matter!"

　　 He carefully took the scroll of truth out of his arms-it was placed in a cylinder by Maca, and as he slowly unfolded, each and every symbol was conveying to him various kinds of information.

　　 "Do these-each one represent a rule?" Maca moved his gaze slowly, looking at the magical symbols, and exclaimed, "It is really unimaginable, who will They were discovered one by one, and recorded on this scroll...this is indeed the'Scroll of Truth', and all the truths recorded on it are unchanging truths!"

　　 Although he hasn't been able to parse the above rule runes yet, as long as he has a good beginning, I believe that the difficulty will be much lower in the following.

　　 "Well, it's already late today, let's go to bed!" He said casually, reinstalling the scroll of truth, and then carefully put it back in his arms.

　　 Maca scribbled a stroke on the rune representing cooling. The rune immediately lost its effectiveness, and the ice crystals did not continue to increase. But at this moment, a half of the entire table was eroded by the cold, and the edges were covered with icy edges.

　　 It can be seen that the speed of the rune is average, but as long as it is not destroyed, it will continue to proceed, and its power is evident.

　　 He packed everything away, then took out the Immortal Yin Potion and took a sip, and then left the responsive room.

　　 Hogwarts in the middle of the night is as dark as ever, but Maca has long been used to it. He walked downstairs lightly, swiftly speeding between the familiar roads, but made no sound.

　　 Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

　　 "Quiro!" Maca stared at the figure who ran out of the corridor on the fourth floor and quickly went downstairs, with a look of disbelief, "What is in his hand? The Philosopher's Stone? Could it be that--"

　　 Maca knew what she had missed. The Philosopher’s Stone was exposed when Quirrell’s sleeves floated up, faintly shining with a hint of golden light, especially in the dark.

　　 "How is it possible!" Maca quickly followed. He was in a state of invisibility at the moment, and Quirrell would not be able to spot him.

　　Quiro is faster, Maca is faster. The dark time in Torpoint was not in vain, his speed was extremely fast, and he steadily followed behind Quirrell, but the other party did not find him at all.

　　 After the two turned a corner, Maca was surprised again.

　　 "Hermione?"

　　 Maybe it was because he was too concerned about the golden light of the Sorcerer's Stone just now, or because the angle was wrong, until now, he discovered Hermione who was in the hands of Quiloty.

　　 She seems to have been enchanted, and Quirrell is dragged by her side motionless, but as light as air.

　　 "What should I do?" Maca hesitated, he couldn't do it easily, and the opponent held hostages.

　　 This situation happened again, although Maca had already prepared the means to deal with it because of Luna's lesson last time. But at this critical moment, he hesitated again in his heart.

　　 No matter how effective the method is, he is always afraid that in case he decides to wait.

　　 Although I don't know why Dumbledore hasn't appeared yet, Maca believes that the unfathomable great white wizard must still be in control of all this.

　　 followed all the way, both sides were very fast, and they came to the gate of Hogwarts in a short while.

　　 Quirrell’s purpose is to leave Hogwarts, but he cannot Apparate within the range of the castle, so he must escape this range, and there is a chance!

　　 until I passed Hagrid's cabin, but still didn't see Dumbledore appearing—he couldn't wait.

　　Maca reached out his hand to the inside of the robe, then slammed it, and threw a pink bottle straight towards Quirrell. Pointing at his magic wand, the bottle suddenly shattered, and a pink mist enveloped Quirrell.

　　 "The flames are raging!" With a swipe of the Maca's wand, it precisely controlled the flame to form a flame circle on the ground, encircling Quirrell and the pink mist in the center.

　　 "Hold your breath!" A deep voice sounded, but then another sentence, "idiot! I need to spend extra effort to do it myself."

　　 That's Voldemort!

　　 As he said this, he controlled Quirrell to step over the circle of fire, not even a piece of clothing was burning. That should be the effect of the Frozen Curse.

　　 Quirrell walked out of the flames, his eyes were shining with red light, which looked a little scary.

　　 "The atomization effect of the sleeping lotion is still too low," Maca stared at him calmly, but his hands didn't stop.

　　"Armor bodyguard." "Bone to pieces!"

　　 The two spells were completed almost at the same time, but Maca seemed a little earlier, and Voldemort's spell was blocked. Not only that, Voldemort's curse was even bounced back by the magic shield that appeared in front of Maca. Voldemort hurriedly flashed, the light of the Smashing Curse brushed by his side, and the cuffs became tattered for a while.

　　 "It seems to be very weak indeed," Maca carefully judged Voldemort's state, and waved his wand again-he wanted to suppress Voldemort and prevent him from using Hermione to threaten him with time.

　　 "Except your weapons!" "Armor body protection!"

　　 is another incantation that was shouted almost at the same time. On the surface, it seems that there is little difference between the two in actual combat applications, but Maca knew in his heart that Voldemort's physical strength was a big problem. He was crouching at the moment, and it was obvious that he felt a little overwhelmed and lacking in strength.

　　 "Weapon except you" is just a very low-difficulty spell, but the power of the spell is constantly changing with the strength of the user. A slender beam of crimson magic light from the tip of Maca's rod directly broke the magic shield in front of Voldemort, and Quirrell's wand was spinning in the air, already leaving the opponent's palm.

　　 "Fat out!"

　　 was another spell being released, while Maca strode like flying, bursting out at his fastest speed. He wanted to take Hermione back as soon as possible so that he could better hold on to the advantage he had won.

　　 "Three steps...two steps...just a little...it's enough!" Maca secretly counted the distance in her heart, and after grabbing Hermione, she flicked back with all her strength.

　　 Just as Maca felt relieved, he caught a glimpse of Hermione’s horrified eyes.

　　 The next moment, a big hand stretched out from behind Maca and squeezed his neck severely. The force was so strong that even his nails were embedded in his skin.

　　 With the other hand, he grabbed Maca’s wand and snatched it away.

　　 "Okay, very good! This is very good!" Voldemort's voice came from behind Maca, full of anger, "I haven't seen such a talented little wizard for a long time."

　　 "You should be Maca McLean? Quirrell and I mentioned you..." he said grimly, "It’s really unbelievable that you can do this in first grade. I can believe it."

　　 "Hehe." Maca smiled dryly, "How can you compare to you! I think your power is supreme, the great Dark Lord!"

　　 "Huh," Voldemort sneered, "I rarely hear such hypocritical words."

　　 "No, I'm telling the truth!" Maca's neck was pinched, which made him a little breathless, and he squeezed out the next sentence with difficulty, "I just want to save my friend. But I am not hostile to you, it is true! I swear to Merlin!"

　　 "Well, if you are my hostage and obediently obedient, then--" Voldemort's contemptuous words weren't finished before he noticed something unusual, which made him stop what he wanted to say.

　　 "Dumbledore." Voldemort frowned and stared at a spot not far away where a figure appeared.

　　 "It seems that I'm still a little late." Dumbledore also looked at him intently, his eyes flashing with regret or guilt.

　　Maca looked at Dumbledore's figure, knowing that he wanted to be surprised, so she cast a phantom spell on herself. Unexpectedly, ~IndoMTL.com~ was still a step late, and he was controlled by Voldemort first.

　　 really bad luck!

　　Maca thought secretly, but spoke again: "Dumbledore, I have taken refuge in the Dark Lord! Did you know? I don't need your help, the great Dark Lord is right! Black Magic It is the ultimate magic that every wizard should pursue. You, a stubborn old man with a lot of beard, will not understand!"

　　 Maca changed Farr's while holding Voldemort, while secretly winking at Dumbledore, motioning for him to take Hermione away as soon as possible.

　　 Dumbledore frowned and looked at Maca silently, as if he was really stimulated by Maca's words.

　　 "Hmph," Voldemort sneered, "It seems that you really think so-I can understand that I have experienced it at your age. Especially you are equally smart and powerful There is a deep desire for the magic of..."

　　"In your spell, I can feel the destructive power that I yearn for the ultimate. Okay, if you can help me leave, I will give you a seat as a Death Eater."

　　 As a child, there will always be various disadvantages and benefits. How to apply them flexibly and turn the disadvantages into benefits depends on the individual's ability, such as contempt. Voldemort at the moment is still as arrogant as ever, which prevents him from seeing the truth of things like Dumbledore.

　　Maca just made a random slander of Dumbledore, which made Voldemort feel good about him. Although it is not yet known whether this favor is true or not, it can be regarded as temporary security.

　　 He cooperated with Voldemort to go away. Dumbledore moved his feet, but stayed where he was. Behind Dumbledore, Hermione, who was lying on the ground, stared hard at Maca as she drifted away. Her eyes didn't blink, her eyes blurred with tears.