Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 236: Brass key

"...I thought you were a wizard who really knew the charm of dark magic...I thought you were the strongest follower closest to your master...but now I understand that you are just a subordinate of Dumbledore. Just another hypocritical idiot!"

"I'm not afraid of your soul magic! Come on! If you can't kill me today, I will let you know what the real black magic is!"

Barty Crouch Jr.’s thinking has been completely eroded by the power of darkness, and it is not only Voldemort’s evil thoughts that affect him and corrupt him, but also the negative effects brought to him by all kinds of dark magic. Induce.

Looking at Barty Crouch Jr. who was in desperation and completely crazy, Maca shook his head slightly.

In fact, Maca’s words are already obvious.

He doesn’t want Barty’s life at all, because it doesn’t have much value to him now, but who knows, Barty’s stubborn temper comes up, and he is not even willing to compromise and survive.

"In that case, then you still..."

The Maca hadn't finished speaking, but he saw Barty suddenly violent, holding a strange dagger in his hand and stabbing him.

"Hahaha...Come on! Kill me! Kill me!"

Looking at the posture, it seemed that he had to fight back before he died, forcing Maca to recite the spell without even speaking the second half of the sentence.

"...Avadaso fate."

The permeating green light illuminates silently in the bushes of the Forbidden Forest, and then quietly goes out. Little Barty stretched out his neck and lay on the ground feebly, breaking his breath.

But Maca discovered that, for some reason, his left hand was awkwardly resting on his neck.

Maca seemed to ponder, then tugged Barty's left hand. Immediately afterwards, a brass key tied with a black cord that was originally hung around his neck was pulled out of the collar by Maca.

Old Batty was standing next to the tree trunk, staring at the key, panting vigorously. His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move half a step at all.

In the next moment, the surrounding dense forest and the son lying on the ground suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings became dark and dead. In a blink of an eye, he felt his body lighter, and was quietly rising with a secret force.

Afterwards, accompanied by a surge of suction from behind, he turned around, and he felt the touch of being down to earth again.

The stone basin is still shining in the cabinet in front of him, and Maca is still standing beside him, with one hand on his shoulder, saving him from falling because of an unstable center of gravity. Possibility of falling.

"...Mr. Crouch...Mr. Crouch?"

The old Batty, who was still immersed in the last moment, stood blankly in front of the stone basin, feeling that Maca's call from far and near, pulling his thoughts back into reality.

"Uh...Thank you..." Old Barty turned his head and looked at the Maca who was supporting him, still with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing that Crouch was standing still, Maca stretched out his wand to stir in the Pendant Basin, then raised the flocculent memory before, and let it dissipate with a single wave.

"...that...that key?"

Old Barty seemed to understand something, subconsciously put his hand into his trouser pocket, and tremblingly took out a brass key exactly like the one he had just seen.

It was this brass key that Barty used to trap his father in the magic box; it was also this key that Sirius, under Maca’s request, took old Barty from Rescued from the magic box.

When Barty was rescued by Sirius, he was already in a state of dehydration. If Maca did not notice the key, Barty, who was not rescued in time, would probably die of thirst. In the box.

Even Maca couldn’t tell whether Barty’s last action was a coincidence.

But now, what the facts are is no longer so important.

"...Thank you...Yes, thank you..."

Old Barty's eyes moved from the key to Maca's face, and he thanked him sincerely.

He may be thanking Maca for saving his life indirectly, or he may be thanking Maca for letting him see what he wants to see...

Maca just nodded, then watched the old Barty talk to Dumbledore and Moody again, and walked away slowly with his back. It's like, he came here today, just wanting to take a good look at what Maca looks like, and barely said a few words.

"Mr. Crouch just returned from the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said softly, looking at the principal's office door that had been closed again, "He told me that he had resigned just now. Then he plans to adopt him. One or two orphans, and then grow up with them."

"Single-parent families are not easy." Maca shrugged.

The crazy-eyed man glanced at him and said casually: "The Crouch family is short of population now, not short of money."

"They are not short of money, but we are lacking!" Dumbledore jokingly said, "Maca, how is the situation in the new stronghold? I am afraid that the old house will take a bit more effort to renovate, right?"

……

This early morning, the two old and the young at Maca were chatting, but Harry had just woke up.

This scar-headed boy who wears black-rimmed glasses from morning to night and likes to mention the waistband of his trousers has nothing to do. Since he almost broke the irreversible consequences in the second project, he suddenly Low-key down.

He feels sorry, really sorry!

Even if he had already gotten the person’s forgiveness, he still couldn't let it go. He doesn't know how long this depressed mood will last, maybe one or two months? One or two years?

Or a lifetime?

Maybe time will dilute all of this? I'm just not ready yet!

I still need to slow down...

Harry lay his head up on the bed, looked at the drapery above his head, and recalled the past few years when he came to Hogwarts.

Whether others regard him as the savior or the plague, Harry Potter is always a popular teenager. Here, it's as if everyone knows him, everyone knows the past that he doesn't even know.

But the foundation of this popularity is based on the scary name—oh, remember Maca said, it seems to be because of the magic of the name?

Okay! All in all, people know him because of Voldemort!

And the word "Voldemort" has always represented cruelty, panic, and death... the reputation associated with such a terrible guy, if he could, Harry Potter really didn't want it!

With a long sigh, Harry stood up, and when he finished washing in a hurry, he found that Ron was still asleep in the bed!

Harry has actually noticed recently, Ron and Hermione seem to be a little unusual. But he himself is very bored! I really don't want to worry about the two of them.

It's nothing more than a quarrel? How many times is this?

Just a few days ago, they seemed to be reconciled again...nothing else, just because he could hear Ron's snoring again when Harry woke up to drink water at night.

Harry did not disturb Ron's sleep, but turned and left the dormitory and walked towards the common room outside.

A new day has begun again, and he must prepare for the third event of the tri-finals.

The troubles in my heart can only be buried deep in my heart. He has to be as relaxed as usual, and Ron and Hermione can’t let Ron and Hermione worry about him instead...

Ron’s exam will end on the day of the third project. He should have hurry to review, but he is very enthusiastic to help Harry and Hermione prepare-although sometimes it will help a little.

"Don't worry," Ron said without any hesitation when Harry pointed out the review problem to him and suggested that he and Hermione could practice on their own. "At least I can study in Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Get a high score...Even Mad-Eye Moody would not teach so many spells in class!"

"And..." Ron said, suddenly trying the Obstacle Charm on a wasp buzzing into the house, causing it to stop in mid-air, and then he said excitedly, "...this pair It’s a good training for me to be an Auror in the future."

"Are you going to be an Auror?" Harry said in surprise.

Ron tilted his head awkwardly: "It's just talk... cool isn't it?"

As time goes by, June has already entered unknowingly, and the atmosphere in the castle has become tense and excited~IndoMTL.com~Everyone is looking forward to the first one that will be held one week before the holiday. Three events.

Harry and Hermione practiced spells whenever they have time. It can be seen that they both worked very hard because they obviously felt their lack of strength.

According to the first two projects, this third project is definitely a difficult journey.

Professor McGonagall always bumped into Harry, Hermione, and Ron practicing everywhere in the school, so she allowed them to use the transformation classroom during lunch time.

At the same time, the world outside the school is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. The messy information is spread to the students' ears through various channels.

As Maca said, Voldemort did have a lot of frequent and trivial small actions, ranging from roadside theft to big house explosions. Various cases are rapidly consuming the Ministry of Magic’s security forces. .

What's hidden in it is the fierce collision between the newly-born Order of the Phoenix and the old Death Eaters.

Maca is temporarily inconvenient to sell directly. However, with the potions he provided from time to time, he became an excellent logistics staff unanimously appreciated by all members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Sirius now sends owls to Harry every day. Like Ron, he seems to want to help Harry pass the third project before thinking about other things.

He reminded Harry in every letter that you are not responsible for things outside of Hogwarts, and you have no ability to influence them.

Early this morning, when Harry was reading Sirius’ letter again, an owl sent Hermione the morning’s Daily Prophet as usual.

She opened the newspaper, glanced at the front page habitually, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of pumpkin juice on the newspaper.