Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 229: Please give me a rejection

Maca’s action was still very agile. When he used the shrinking spell to pack and take away the werewolves that had been petrified, he took Leni and Lena to leave this room. Basement almost ruined.

He plans to take the two werewolf girls to Hogwarts, and believes Dumbledore will arrange them properly.

As for Logan, he did not follow Maca to Hogwarts Castle. As said before, he intends to start with the remaining ordinary werewolves, step by step towards the goal he hopes for.

To be honest, although Maca can show enough respect for everyone who is full of ambitions, he is actually not optimistic about Logan.

In order for wizards to have a sense of identity with werewolves, apart from the popularization of wolf poison potions, it is obviously the most realistic and effective way to speak with interest.

However, Logan clearly does not possess this ability.

Of course, there are always many methods, and in this regard, Maca will not assert that he is absolutely unsuccessful.

"I will support you," Maca smiled, "...Of course, I mean the spiritual level."

Logan took a deep look at the werewolf sisters, then waved his hand, and without saying anything, he turned and left.

"I don't dare to expect your support. As long as you don't object, thank God." He muttered to himself as he walked.

Standing on the side of the street, looking at Logan's fading back, Maca turned around as if suddenly remembering something.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Hungry!" Laini said rudely, "Are you going to let me take a bite?"

Lena stretched out her hand, but she didn't care. Instead, she raised her head and looked at Maca.

"Hey... from now on, your recipe should be changed."

Maca pressed her face and pushed her aside, and then walked past her, walking forward, causing her a grunt of dissatisfaction.

"Where is Lena?" He suddenly asked, "I think you are much more reliable than your sister...What do you like to eat?"

"...Shredded pork with green pepper."

"Huh?"

……

The next morning, in the common room of Gryffindor College.

"Hermione!"

Hermione, who had just come down the stairs leading to the girls' bedroom, was suddenly stopped by Ron, but she didn't even want to stop, so she still walked forward quickly.

It was as if she hadn't noticed that there was another person next to her at all.

But Ron reached out and grabbed her arm.

"What the **** are you going to do!" Hermione shook his hand abruptly, without turning her head back. "Let Lavender steal my things first, and now you want to apologize? You think I'm still Will you forgive you?"

"It's not...Hermione..." Ron's voice came from behind her, sounding a little dry, "I have something to tell you...I...I like you!"

"Sorry, but I don't like you."

Hermione's answer was decisive and swift, as if she was trying to disambiguate as much as possible.

"I know..." Ron was silent for a while, then went on, "I asked Lavender to steal the dress, how did you know?"

"When things are up to this day, does it make sense to ask?"

Hermione left a cold voice, and planned to leave again. But just as she raised her leg halfway, Ron grabbed her arm again.

"You..."

"Hermione! Listen to me!" Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and continued asking stubbornly, "Did you hear the conversation between me and Maca?"

"So what? Can't it?" Hermione asked, standing still, still facing Ron with her back.

"Since this is the case, it's easy to say..." Ron gritted his teeth and said, "Hermione, I know you never liked me... I came today just to give myself an explanation."

"I know that Maca is right-I can now face my weaknesses, and if I want to grow further, I must break my weaknesses!"

"But... after I went back, I thought for a long time... and then I understood. I am not Maca, and I have no ability to become him or replace him!"

"The only thing I can do is to be like today-confess my heart to you, and then wait for the rejection you give me personally."

Speaking of which, Ron closed his eyes and shook his head painfully.

"For me,'giving up' is my greatest courage."

This sentence seems to have consumed most of Ron's strength, and the whole person is full of powerlessness.

But at the next moment, he suddenly raised his drooping head and looked at Hermione's back.

"But, Hermione, you are different." He firmly said, "You are much smarter than me... No, you are smarter than most of your classmates! I think only you can keep up with Maca's footsteps. ……You should go and talk to Maca clearly!"

"...'giving up' is my courage only, it is definitely not for you!"

Ron’s words were so loud that many students in the lounge looked over here.

Hermione turned around, but her eyes fell elsewhere.

She shook her arm lightly, and said blankly: "Let go... you hurt me."

"Uh...I'm sorry..."

Ron let go of his hand subconsciously, only to see Hermione glance at him suddenly.

"You don't need to say, I won't give up." Hermione looked at him and said, "But, I won't go to Maca either—at least not right now! Maca has very important plans. I will never interfere with him!"

After that, Hermione turned decisively and walked outside the lounge.

But after a few steps, she stopped again, and leaned on her side and said softly "thank you" to Ron.

As smart as Hermione, he already understood why Ron had to steal her dress. And her "thank you" was not so much a gratitude to Ron for taking care of her, it was more of a final "redemption" she gave Ron.

Ron looked at her leaving behind, rubbed his face with a wry smile, then let out a long breath.

"Okay! It's finally over!"

"What is over?"

Harry just came out of the dorm room just now. He didn't know that he had missed a lot of great shows recently.

"My love!"

Ron looked at Harry, finished speaking with a serious face, and then chuckled out of his own accord.

He feels that now he is much more relaxed--no need to think about those boring thoughts, he can enjoy the fun in life again.

Although life is not always satisfactory, he still feels inferior due to certain facts. But he thinks that this is his true self, not someone else...

As Ron said, the recent mess is almost over—at least for the three of Harry, this is indeed the case.

And soon, the summer semester began inadvertently.

As usual, the beginning of the summer semester means that Harry and the others will step up their training and prepare for the last Quidditch game of the season.

But this year, the last project of the Triwizard Tournament completely took the place of this school event-even though the Warriors still don't know anything about the third project.

Finally, in the last week of May, Professor McGonagall left Harry and Hermione after the transformation class.

"Potter, Granger...you go to the Quidditch stadium below at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall said to them, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the Warriors that the third project is What."

Yes, under the auspices of Dumbledore, the Triwizard Tournament continued as usual, and there was no change due to the appearance of the Dark Mark.

So, at 8:30 that night, Harry and Hermione separated from Ron in the Gryffindor Tower and went downstairs. When he walked through the hall, Maca was coming up the stairs in the basement.

"Maca?" Harry said strangely, "Where did you come from?"

"Professor Snape's office..." Maca replied casually, "Well, to be precise, it is Professor Snape's private potion preparation room."

He seems to be still thinking about something, and he seems a little absent-minded.

And Hermione on the side just watched him secretly a few times without saying a word.

"What do you think it will be?" When the three of them walked down the stone steps and melted into the clouded night, Harry asked Maca, "I heard that Miss Delacour seems to be constantly Talking about the underground tunnel, she thinks we are looking for treasure."

"That's not bad." Maca said perfunctorily~IndoMTL.com~ You can borrow a basket from Hagrid to sniff and leave the work to them..."

They walked along the dark lawn towards the Quidditch pitch, and then entered the pitch through a passage between the stands.

"What did they do there?" Harry stopped abruptly and said in surprise.

The Quidditch Stadium has completely changed!

Although the surrounding lawn is still flat and smooth, there is an incredibly big hole in the center of the court!

"Is it really an underground tunnel?" Harry said, carefully walking to the edge of the huge pothole and looking down.

But he just glanced at it, then took a few steps back.

"Gosh! This... is this too deep?" He said loudly.

"Hello!" a cheerful voice shouted.

Ludo Bagman appeared behind them, followed by Fleur.

Harry and the others turned around and walked towards them. When Maca walked nearby, Furong smiled brightly at him, but Maca continued to think about something unconsciously.

"What do you think?" Seeing everyone approaching, Bagman asked happily, "It's progressing well, isn't it? In another month, the following will be completely set up, don't worry!"

He saw a somewhat unpleasant expression on Harry’s face and said with a smile: “As soon as the tournament event is over, your Quidditch stadium will be restored to its original shape! Okay, you can guess what you are going to face What test is it?"

"Treasure hunting in the hole?" Furong seemed very happy. She thought she was right.

"No, it's not..." Bagman smiled, "Of course, before we announce the correct answer, the first thing we have to announce... is the score of the second item!"