Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 332: Check the body for Uncle Black

() "McLean, you are finally back! Did you know? How could the owl find you-we are all in a hurry!"

"I came back as soon as possible, Hagrid and the others are still moving the giant tribe in the deep mountains and old forests!"

"Transfer the tribe of giants? Oh, no... let's not talk about this, you go upstairs with me! Go and see Kingsley!"

"Ah, yes...what happened to Kingsley? What happened during my absence in the UK..."

Two full days have passed since the night that flicked the giants.

After those giants with well-developed limbs and simple minds all regarded Hagrid as an ancestral messenger, Maca observed for a while.

After he explained what he had to do to Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, he hurriedly returned with the door key.

But when he rushed back to Hogwarts for a round, before he could take a breath, he learned that something went wrong with the Order of the Phoenix.

Since the situation seemed a bit urgent, he went to the Black House again without stopping. Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Weasley, who was staying at home, grabbed his wrist and staggered upstairs.

"...At first he was just sluggish, but within two days, he also had a purposeless desire to attack. There is no way, we can only use magic to control him first--" Wei Mrs. Slay babbled, her face was full of worries since just now.

"...in this room."

The two stopped at the door of a small bedroom on the corner of the third floor, and then Mrs. Weasley motioned to the closed door.

"Yeah." Maca nodded slightly, then unscrewed the doorknob without hesitation.

After he opened the door of this small bedroom, he saw a tall figure locked tightly by magical handcuffs and ankles. When Mrs. Weasley lights up the magic lamp in the room, the darkness in the room is completely dissipated in an instant.

The one controlled by both magic and physics is Kingsley Shaker, who is already familiar with Maca.

However, although his appearance has not changed at all, Kingsley's eyes are completely different. In those pupils that should be soft and forgiving, all Maca could see was crazy.

The dark-skinned wizard in front of him immediately tried to stand up as soon as he saw someone coming in. At the same time, with the chain "crashing" tight, he was pulled and sat down on the floor.

"Kingsley!" Maca shouted as he walked forward, staring at the opponent's eyes, and then frowned slightly, "...well, there is no response?"

His gaze didn't leave Kingsley's eyes, but he didn't stop at hand. He touched his waist and took out a syringe. After removing the needle cap, he gently pierced Kingsley's fixed hand.

"...I can't feel the pain," as he said, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Kingsley's eyes. "The vision is also...well? Then why did he'stare' at me?"

While Maca inspected Kingsley, Mrs. Weasley also kept describing the recent situation.

Maca was distracted and listened for a while, only to realize that these were all caused by the last abnormal case about the "Mad Wizard".

In fact, in the days since Maca left the borders of the UK, several similar incidents have occurred.

With the unknown cause, five wizards from different regions have fallen into an intermittent frenzy. In the beginning, the wizard had even reached the point where he would only get a little quiet every ten or so hours.

Because this series of cases is very likely to be a conspiracy that Voldemort is planning, and everything is urgent. When Maca cannot be contacted immediately, Kingsley, who was responsible for tracking this case, has been in charge for several nights. Go out to track down.

However, at dawn more than two days ago, the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast only waited for an elite Auror who looked desperate.

After that day, Kingsley's condition deteriorated quickly.

Although he could no longer communicate with people normally when he came back, he could at least react to people at the time, such as staring at people walking, or babbling syllables of unknown meaning.

It didn't take long for him to completely become a fool who would just limp on the ground and drool in a daze.

On the day before Maca's return, Kingsley finally made an aimless attack. It was just that his symptoms were very similar to those of the mad wizard in the series of cases, so in the state of everyone's preparation, there was no injury.

"...It's just that the appearance of Kingsley has dealt a huge blow to everyone," Mrs. Weasley has long since lost the enthusiasm. At this moment, she is talking seriously, "Especially... last night , Sirius sneaked out..."

"...Really?" After hearing the words, Maca looked back at her subconsciously, "It's okay, I can find him, but the most important thing at the moment is to figure out Kingsley's physical condition first." /

At this point, he took out another dark brown potion bottle from his waist, but didn't immediately remove the cork.

"Mrs. Weasley, please cover your nose and hold your breath." After the other party did the same, Maca took a deep breath, pinched his nose with one hand, and pushed the cork away with one hand. some.

After that, he immediately shook the mouth of the bottle quickly under Kingsley's nose, and then tightened the cork firmly.

"Sure."

When Mrs. Weasley heard this, she gently lowered the hand covering her nose, only to find that a rather pungent smell had spread throughout the room.

"Oh-Merlin is here, what's this smell." She couldn't help covering her nose again.

"...Is the sense of smell also lost? Or to say..." Maca who was talking to himself did not look back. He just casually explained, "This is a kind of mixed odorant, which can be used to drive away the sense of smell. Sensitive creature...Of course, I don't think you would want to know the specific ingredients..."

"Um..." Mrs. Weasley paused and then asked, "How is Kingsley's situation?"

"It's not easy to judge for the time being, but it shouldn't be caused by black magic...at least it won't be ordinary black magic."

After a lot of toss, Maca wiped away the rune pattern temporarily drawn on the ground, and then left the bedroom with two syringes of Kingsley’s blood samples, and walked quickly to the demon in the basement. Go to the medicine preparation room.

"Mr. McLean? You are back..."

"Huh? Maca bastard?"

At the top of the stairs on the first floor, he happened to ran into the sisters Lenilena.

Don’t mention anything else, at least the state of the werewolf sisters doesn’t seem to have changed: sister Lena is still calm and calm, and sister Lena still opens her mouth and calls him "the big bastard."

"Oh, Ryan?" Maca just started, but when he saw the figure walking out from the corner behind them, he was taken aback for a moment, "...Ah, Miss Tia? You are finally willing Where did it come out?"

"Ma...Ma...Mr. McLean, I...that...good afternoon."

When Tia appeared in Maca's line of sight from that corner, she was wearing a new female wizard robe. Her long black hair was loosely tied around her shoulders, which added to her ordinary appearance.

It's just her cowardly appearance, but it's the same as before, without much change.

"Well, good afternoon." Maca smiled slightly, then turned to Lena, "Is there anyone in the family? Help me look around, and then bring it to the potion room-if no one is there. If you do, come by yourself! I need a more careful potion assistant..."

"Okay."

Lena nodded softly as she always did, and replied obediently. But she was about to turn around when she heard Tia's voice by surprise.

"Mak, Mr. McLean... I... can I...?"

"Huh?"

After hearing this, Maca stopped and continued to move downstairs, standing on the steps and looking at Tia.

"Oh...really? Of course..." He thought for a while, then nodded, "Lenna, it seems that it won't be necessary...Miss Tiya, come with me!"

After that, he stopped talking and took the lead to continue walking on the steps leading to the basement. Seeing this, Tia squeezed her hands together, seemingly anxious, and then followed.

The entire Black House has been renovated by everyone, and it has generally become brighter and warmer. Even the living room on the second floor, which has not been moved a while ago, has now been completely cleaned up.

But in this basement, it was still dim and cold. Only bunches of faint blue flames twisted and jumped in the magic lampshade on the wall, exuding a cold light without a trace of temperature.

But this is a matter of course, because there is a potion preparation room and a magic material storage room that Maca has remodeled below.

In order to eliminate all environmental interference as much as possible~IndoMTL.com~ Not only the interior is equipped with constant magic, even the corridors will never be slack.

Maca walked fast in front, steady and strong; but Tia, who hurriedly followed behind him, seemed to have a strong resistance to the environment here, walking with her arms and feet, her lips were subconscious. The ground squeezed tightly.

"Huh? Oh... don't be afraid, it's okay." Maca heard the messy footsteps behind him, "By the way, Miss Tiya is familiar with potions?"

"...It's okay, I can't learn other subjects...just potions...I'm quite interested." Tia paused, and then took a few steps to catch up with Maca. .

"Well...oh, is it because of this that you want to meet Professor Snape?"

As he said, Maca stopped by the last second door in the underground corridor, then took out his wand and lightly tapped the door without a keyhole and handle.

With a soft "pop" sound, the door door suddenly twisted, and then it burst like a needle-pricked soap bubble and disappeared between the door frames.