Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 147: The Transformation on the Black Sea

"...Viktor Krum."

　　

　　 The excellent seeker of the Bulgarian team was sleeping in the temporary camp of the team. To be honest, he didn't sleep well, but he fell asleep at the moment.

　　

　　Who knows, he seemed to have heard someone calling him in a daze.

　　

　　 "Viktor Krum!"

　　

　　 That's right, someone was calling him, and Krum woke up suddenly.

　　

　　 "Who? Who is there?" He took out the wand from under the pillow, pointed it forward, "The fluorescent light flashes."

　　

　　 Suddenly, the tent lit up. But the next moment, he couldn't help but shrink back.

　　

　　 "You are—"

　　

　　 "Hello, it's not very polite to disturb late at night... But, who told me something is wrong!" The visitor politely leaned over and bowed to him, "I'm Maca McLean, I don’t know. Do you remember me?"

　　

　　 Krum tightened the wand in his hand, but the palm of his hand still became slippery from sweat.

　　

　　 "...what's the matter with you?" Krum frowned, sullenly.

　　

　　 "I know that you are a student of Durmstrang. In fact, your principal and I—you know, Mr. Karkaroff—I know him. As you can see, I have left Hogwarts. I think I need to talk to Mr. Karkaroff about enrollment."

　　

　　 "You made such a big noise on the court today, how could the principal agree to--"

　　

　　 "Don't worry," Maca explained patiently, "I will discuss the details with Mr. Karkaroff. I just need you to show me the way."

　　

　　 "That's impossible!" Krum shook his head and said, "We Durmstrang are indeed more tolerant of black magic, but that is also relatively speaking-we can't accept a disrupting world. Dangerous person in class events."

　　

　　 "So..." Maca said, a green light suddenly lit up on his wand, "What if I threaten you with death?"

　　

　　 No matter how old Krum is, he is a little panicked now, but not everyone can be calm in the face of the Charm.

　　

　　 However, his eyes only panicked for a moment, then he calmed down again.

　　

　　 "You won't kill me." He said firmly.

　　

　　 Maca looked at him with interest for a moment, and could not help but nodded to Krum, "You are smart—at least smarter than the students in Hogwarts, but you still don’t have enough. Smart..."

　　

　　 He put away the wand, and then said: "You are so firm in your tone, and it is easy to irritate the person who threatens you. This can't be ignored in the future."

　　

　　 Krum stared at Maca for a moment, his eyes flickering.

　　

　　 To say Krum, he actually hates those evil dark wizards, because his grandfather died in the hands of the first dark lord Gellert Greenward.

　　

　　 However, most of the families who have enrolled in Durmstrang College for generations have a fairly tolerant attitude towards black magic. Their standard of judgment is always in their own hands.

　　

　　 At this moment, the Maca standing in front of him possesses a powerful force, and can even get out of it under the most famous men in modern times. While possessing such a strength, he was able to rescue a British Ministry of Magic employee who was in opposition to him in the hands of Death Eaters.

　　

　　In Krum’s view, this is a true "wizard" who sticks to his principles.

　　

　　People born in Durmstrang always respect those who are strong in principle. They don't judge a person's good or bad based on appearances-at least Krum is such a typical person.

　　

　　 After a while, he said, "At least, no amount of threats can be easier than an Imperius... I can take you to see the principal. I can see what he will say in the future. It’s impossible to know, you better be prepared."

　　

　　 "Of course, as I said just now, you just need to take the road." Maca nodded, "You know, every school has a secret magic attached. I can't find a place by myself. ."

　　

　　 The following morning, the members of the Bulgarian team were taken aback by the appearance of Maca, but under Krum’s introduction, although they were still a little suspicious, they did not show a very repulsive attitude.

　　

　　 "Dermstrang's philosophy is really very different from Hogwarts. This school's treatment of magic may be closer to the ancient wizards." Maca greeted the others while thinking to himself. "It's hard to say who is good and who is bad, it can be said to be backward, or it can be said to be pure..."

　　

　　 "If you want me to see, maybe I still like this kind of school better-after all, this is more ‘wizard’."

　　

　　 Under Maca's deliberate evasion, he did not meet with the manager of the Bulgarian team and the people of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic along the way.

　　

　　After a few days of sailing, he and Krum came to Burgas, a coastal city in Bulgaria.

　　

　　 It didn't take long for the school day to come.

　　

　　"Here."

　　

　　According to Krum, every school and holiday at Durmstrang College, a magical ship made according to the characteristics of a ghost ship, the Transformation, will pick up and drop off the students.

　　

　　Although the number of students at Durmstrang College is not very large, they are widely distributed, so there will be several stops for the Change.

　　

　　 And one of the stops is on the coast of the Black Sea in Bulgaria.

　　

　　"Just wait here. Change comes with the Muggle Deportation Curse, so don’t worry about the Muggles around you."

　　

　　 It’s already night. Bulgaria is the last stop of the Transformation. After receiving the last batch of students here, they should go straight to the location of Durmstrang College.

　　

　　 Krum was talking, and several Muggles seemed to remember something important, and they all scattered and left quickly. However, more people stayed.

　　

　　 Obviously, they are all Durmstrang students in Bulgaria.

　　

　　 Just then, somewhere in the Black Sea, the surface of the sea boiled, and it seemed that some big guy was about to rise from below the surface. The waves became turbulent, and even if they were far away, the waves quickly advanced to the seaside, and rushed to the beach.

　　

　　 Then, a big whirlpool suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, and several long, black masts suddenly pierced out of it, followed by sails and rigging...

　　

　　 Finally, the first half of the Transformation rushed out of the sea with its majestic aura, and then slammed into the sea again, causing higher waves.

　　

　　 In the moonlight, the wet ship's gunwale faintly reflected light.

　　

　　 It looks weird, like a skeleton, as if it were the wreck of a newly salvaged ship. The porthole shone with dim, misty light, and it looked like ghost eyes.

　　

　　 "Although I don't know what you said in the letter to the principal, so that he quickly agreed to your admission request, but I have to declare again—" Krum said solemnly, "Please don't Do anything that affects Durmstrang’s order, because this is a good school—at least I think so."

　　

　　After a few days of getting along, Krum became more sure of his own judgment.

　　

　　 In his opinion, although Maca is more unsmiling than him—he hasn't even seen Maca make any expressions—but Maca is undoubtedly a low-key and quiet person.

　　

　　 "Did you not bring a flying broomstick? Do you need me to take you on board?" Krum asked, "Although there are small boats, we usually use broomsticks or other things when we are not new. Anything that can fly is fine."

　　

　　Maca looked around, then drew out his wand.

　　

　　"Floating into the air."

　　

　　 A section of the rotten wood that was pushed to the shore by the waves rose into the air and floated to his feet under Maca's control. Maca stretched out his foot and stepped on it, and then stood directly on it.

　　

　　 With a flick of the magic wand, the piece of rotten wood flew into the air with Maca.

　　

　　 "Let's go, Krum!" He controlled the rotten wooden pile under his feet, and flew away to the Transformation.

　　

　　 "Maybe, sometimes it's not so low-key..." Krum shook his head helplessly, "I remember Grandpa said, trust your own judgment... I hope I didn't see the wrong person!"

　　

　　 He said, straddling his firebolt, and suddenly rushed to Maca's side.

　　

　　Looking at Maca’s sluggish appearance, Krum felt admired, but he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

　　

　　 "How do you control so precisely?" He followed Maca and couldn't help but ask, "I tried it a few times, but once the caster stood on the object controlled by the floating spell Time, it becomes very difficult to control."

　　

　　 "That's because the spell has an effect on the regular flow of magical power released by the object and the magical power flowing in your body~IndoMTL.com~If you want to eliminate interference, you have to learn to control a part of the object, not all of it."

　　

　　 was talking, Maca pointed to the place where he had stepped on the rotten wooden stake, "Look, as long as you consciously don’t control it, there will be an isolation effect."

　　

　　 Krum looked at Maca’s feet in surprise, although he understood every word of Maca—after all, Durmstrang’s unified language was also English—but these words were combined, but It has become a very complicated magic principle.

　　

　　 there is...

　　

　　 "'Magic'...what is it?" Krum said blankly.

　　

　　"I thought Durmstrand might have research. After all, you are closer to ancient wizards... This is an important piece of knowledge in ancient times, but it can’t be explained clearly in one or two sentences. I’ll talk to you another day Let’s talk!" Maca said, pointing to the front, "We should board the ship."

　　

　　Maca’s appearance is a bit too cool. Fortunately, there are not many students on the deck. Most students stay in the cabin!

　　

　　 "Hello classmates, I am the new student who transferred to Durmstrang this year, Maca McLean." Maca waved his wand and threw the rotten wood back into the sea." I hope we can get along happily in the coming days."

　　

On the deck of 　　, several students stared at him with their mouths half open, not knowing what to say would be better. )Download the free reader!!