Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 196: Compromise?

Among the people present, who witnessed the whole process of the whole incident, I am afraid it was only Hermione who had been standing at the entrance of the opposite passage.

She was really relieved when she saw Maca rescue Harry.

The situation at the time was too dangerous. If he was hit by the dragon's tail of the Kamera beast, Harry would definitely not be able to survive.

But when she just put down her heart that was hanging in the air, that amazing accident happened!

An accident? Yes...it must be so!

She only saw Harry suddenly rise from the ground, and the bloodshot eyes were full of violent bloodthirsty breath. She didn't know what happened to Harry, but she understood that it was not the look a normal human should have at all.

Harry raised the sword—the Gryffindor sword that was handed to Harry by her hand, and then swung his backhand to Maca’s back without hesitation!

Hermione had touched the sword many times, and she knew very well that it was a sword that wielded silently, and that it was also a sword that did not hurt.

"No--"

Hermione wanted to draw out her wand to stop Harry who had lost his heart. But it wasn't until that moment that she understood why Maca would often emphasize that the magic wand must be placed where it is easiest to pull out; why Maca always practiced fast drawing stick repeatedly and tirelessly...

She is too late, all she can do is run desperately and scream loudly. She didn't even know whether she was trying to remind Maca or venting the fear in her heart.

Immediately afterwards, Luna, the crazy girl she often admired, and even a little jealous, opened her hands without saying a word, blocking Maca's back at that moment.

Hermione didn't know, she didn't know if she would do it so simply if she changed to herself.

"...I will, I will... definitely..."

I don't know when, her face is already covered with tears. She was standing in front of Maca, staring at Maca's face in a daze.

How long hasn't such an obvious emotion appeared on Maca's face?

It was a kind of unspeakable sadness, and the weakness that was evident...

Neither the original Maca nor the Maca who became a little indifferent later, did not show such obvious weakness. He was like a real strong man who would never be afraid and never negative. Even at the end of the first semester, when he lost his first defeat in front of Voldemort, he only showed a moment of regret and anger.

But it was Maca who was strong enough to awe all the little wizards, but at this moment showed such a weak expression.

What is he afraid of? Is it afraid of losing the girl in his arms? Then... If it was me, would he show such an expression?

No, what am I thinking...

"Maca..."

As if frightened, Maca suddenly raised her head and looked at Hermione in a daze.

"...She will be fine, right?" His voice sounded unusually hoarse.

"Yes, she will be fine...Have you fed her potions?" Hermione said quickly, "She will be fine... She will definitely..."

"Potion? Yeah, um—"

When Hermione reminded him, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and hurriedly checked Luna-it was a huge scar that started from the left waist and went to the other side of the rib. . But fortunately, Maca's potion was used in a timely manner. By now, the wound has been healed for most of it.

He reached out and touched the side of Luna's neck. It was okay. The pulse was very strong, so there should be nothing wrong with it.

When he turned his head back and planned to pick up the wand and check it again with magic, he was stunned.

"This is..."

Just after reciting the incantation silently, he clearly "saw" that the magic power on his body had revived and flowed down his arm to the wand. Immediately afterwards, a series of shattered regular runes flashed across the tip of the staff.

When this simple detection spell was completed, a diffusive ripple formed by magic power immediately rippled and enveloped Luna.

"...Magic?" He muttered to himself, "Why is this...wait!"

Maca closed her eyes suddenly, and then quietly opened them again.

"Retrieving emotions and emotions in this way...I would rather not." He laughed bitterly, self-deprecatingly, with more anger in his tone.

"Maca... are you okay?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay," he smiled at Hermione, "I'm okay, and Luna is okay... Where's Harry? Is he... okay?"

When Harry was mentioned, a complex expression flashed across his face.

Can he blame Harry? As long as his brain stays in his skull, he can’t blame Harry... if you blame yourself, he’s too stupid. Now that you see Harry’s appearance, you shouldn’t let him stay behind him. .

"Harry?" Hermione looked back as if she had just remembered, "Um...it should be okay..."

Maca looked up and looked forward, only to find that Harry was slumped in a clearing not far away, and the Gryffindor sword had already been released.

It seems that he fell hard this time, but Maca subconsciously used a coma spell at the time, presumably it would not kill anyone.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded from Maca's arms.

"...Maca?"

At this time, Luna, like a newborn baby cat, squinted her eyes in a daze, and looked at Maca weakly.

"Are you okay?" she whispered.

"I'm fine, of course it's fine..." Maca lowered her head hurriedly, staring at her and said, "I should ask you about this...How are you feeling now...Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Luna shrank uncomfortably, as if she was a little uncomfortable lying in someone's arms. She thought about it, shook her head slightly, and smiled at Maca.

"Mom said, you can't get too close to boys..."

It was probably because Maca's coma spell was too strong, and Harry didn't wake up until Maca was about to leave here.

"Let's go!" Maca carefully carried Luna on his back, and then controlled Harry to float beside him, ready to go to Krum with Hermione.

However, at this moment, Hermione suddenly thought about it and said: "We seem to have forgotten something?"

"What?" Maca looked around, then suddenly said, "Oh! Ron!"

Harry came here to defeat the Jamela and save Ron. But after such an accident, they almost forgot about saving Ron.

……

When Maca discovered that the entrance to the maze was blocked and he forcibly broke through the extremely thick wall, he immediately spotted the dark mark with a grinning smile still in the sky in the direction of the school entrance.

Of course, these are all things Maca knows well, even if he doesn't want to find out, it's too late.

After just glanced over there, Maca immediately greeted everyone to walk to Hogwarts Castle.

According to the original plan, he should have appeared at the scene of the incident at the school gate by now and will do his best to perform a good show. But now Maca has begun to hesitate.

"With a little skill, I don't know who I am..." He couldn't help muttering to himself, "Let’s not say that Voldemort’s strength hasn’t been fully figured out yet, even if the plan is implemented smoothly, so what? Like?"

"The biggest enemy is not Voldemort at all, but this unpredictable future!"

It doesn't matter if he is cautious, or if he is counseled, in short, he now wants to find a place to hide and spend his entire life safely and steadily.

He didn't move between Dumbledore and Voldemort anymore, but returned to Hogwarts Castle silently, and stayed quietly beside Luna.

"What are you thinking about?"

Luna, who was lying on the school hospital bed, stretched out her hand, gently touched the back of Maca's hand, and asked softly.

"Huh?" Maca took his attention away from the chaotic thoughts, "No, it's not a big deal."

He smiled at Luna, although the expression was no longer so stiff, there was a bit of bitterness in it.

"...really?"

Luna's misty eyes looked directly at Maca~IndoMTL.com~ as if she had seen his heart.

But this time, she didn't say much. After a while, she seemed a little tired, and soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Of course Maca couldn't sleep. He just sat on the side of the hospital bed and fell into thought again.

Outside the window, the evening glow in the evening swirled in the faint clouds and mist, staining the black mark in the air with a dazzling golden edge.

The wind in the distance is still whistling, sometimes talking and shouting, but no one can understand its language.

Occasionally, a few red or green lights flashed in the distant sky, reminding the teachers and students in the castle that there is still a battle at the school gate that has not yet subsided.

Until the sun sets, when the moon rises, Dumbledore returns to the castle with a tired look.

He didn't explain much to others, but came to the school hospital as soon as possible. When he saw Maca who was silent and Luna sleeping on the hospital bed, he seemed to understand something.

"Remember to have dinner."

Dumbledore stretched out his wand and ordered a bit towards the table next to him. At once several plates appeared on the table, filled with all kinds of exquisite snacks.

"Thank you, professor." Maca nodded at him.

Dumbledore said nothing, he just nodded, and then left.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sky was completely dark. Only the moonlight outside the window faintly appeared, and through the large window of the ward, the silvery white was spilled on the ground.

Just as Maca looked at Luna slightly in a daze, a shadow prolonged by the oblique moonlight suddenly appeared on the ground.

His first reaction was to stretch out his hand to protect Luna who was still asleep, and then he squeezed his wand, turned his head, and looked at the window warily.

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