Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 349: Goal! Dark Spirit Pavilion

() "Lupin, I heard that the interrogation has a result?"

In the evening, Maca, who had just recovered some strength, couldn't wait to push the door of the reception room.

"Why did you get out of bed now?" Lupin stood up subconsciously when Maca appeared at the door.

"I'm fine..." Maca said, walking quickly to the conference table, "How's the situation? If it doesn't work, use Veritaserum, I have some..."

"No," Lupin looked at him up and down, as if he was confirming whether he really recovered. "When Snape left, he checked their memories with Pantheon-handing out potions. The place is in the black market, underground in the Dark Spirit Pavilion."

"Dark Spirit Pavilion?" Makar couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, "Have the fairies been pulled over by them?"

"With the nature of those fairies, most of them feel profitable...but it is impossible for them to stand on Voldemort's side. After all, we obviously need to be more powerful on our side now."

"Hmm..." Maca thought for a while, "In any case, we should try to avoid conflicts with the fairies. Because they have no signs of trying to cause a rebellion again..."

"What do you want to do?" Lupin asked.

"Anyway, let's sneak in first and quietly the situation--"

"Who is going?" Lupin immediately interrupted Maca's words, "Do you want to go by yourself again? I think no one here will agree!"

After hearing this, Maca looked at the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but saw everyone staring at him.

"Maca, are we companions?" Tonks asked with his lips curled.

"Maca?" Mr. Weasley shrugged at him.

"Uh..."

After a stalemate for a while, Maca reluctantly raised his hands.

"It's OK, don't stare at me..." He sighed, "This time it's changed to collective action, let's go to the head office... But! Action personnel must choose carefully!"

"Let's rely on everyone!" Mrs. Weasley put his shoulders on his shoulders, "In this case, of course individual strength is necessary, but collective strength is also indispensable, right?"

"Yes!" Lupin smiled and said, "Since it's a sneak, someone has to be distracted... You don't want to make a big noise again, do you?"

At this moment, Lenny burst in from outside the door.

"What's a big deal? Do you want to fight? Lenny is going too!" She quickly jumped to Maca's side and grabbed his arm. "It's boring to stay at home all day long!"

"No! You are not allowed to go!" Maca tapped the crazy girl's head casually, "Let's do it! After dinner for a while, the discussion about the infiltration plan will be left to you... I will sleep well again. Go."

"That's the way it should be!" Mrs. Weasley looked at him lovingly, "You are still growing! You have to cherish yourself and stop messing up..."

"Then let's have dinner first! I'm all hungry!"

"Yes, yes! I'm hungry too..."

"There is still me and me!"

Seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed about to start nagging again, Lupin broke the subject quite promptly, and everyone else in the room was busy with it.

To say that they had known each other as early as students, they were familiar with Mrs. Weasley's rumors.

But Maca waved his hand to make everyone wait.

"One more thing," he said, "I have to go to Hogwarts first tomorrow morning. Professor Snape said last night that Dumbledore wanted me to go."

"What's the matter?" Lupin was talking, and suddenly he paused, "Ah—yes, I have actually been concerned about one thing... Dumbledore hasn’t heard from him for a long time. , Maca, do you know the reason?"

After Lupin mentioned this, the members who hadn't noticed it quickly realized the incident.

To say that the Order of the Phoenix was originally an organization formed by Dumbledore to oppose Voldemort, and he himself led the last Wizarding War.

But this time, it's probably because Maca's ability is really outstanding, so everyone hasn't had a big sense of disobedience. But today, this extremely subtle anomaly has finally been noticed by Lupin.

"Well, I understand what you mean..." Maca thought for a while, "Actually, I don't quite understand, although I can guess some reasons... But if you let it go, it really doesn't matter. Too reasonable."

"Dumbledore's thoughts are not always confusing. If you can't figure it out, please don't guess...he will never harm us, will he?"

Mundungus, who had been sleeping on the conference table all the time, raised his head and languidly persuaded him, but he attracted several pairs of staring eyes.

"Although Dunge has always been unreliable, I think he said it well this time." When everyone was despising Mondungus, Mr. Weasley nodded instead, "The reason why we Isn’t it because we have always trusted Dumbledore?"

"That's right, so be it..." Maca smiled and said, "Anyway, Professor Dumbledore will always explain it to us when it's time to say it."

"Yes, that's right, let's get ready to enjoy today's dinner! To celebrate the recovery of Little Maca, Miss Lena and I can have a big meal today!"

In the atmosphere where Mrs. Weasley became active again, everyone flocked towards the kitchen.

Of course, Maca was surrounded by everyone. When Tonks pushed forward, Maca's mind floated back to the topic just now.

The recent Dumbledore is indeed not normal. It feels more gracious than before, and...seems to be more lazy?

Although Maca didn't notice when this situation started, the faint sense of disobedience has indeed grown stronger recently.

"Come here, all sit down and sit down..." Mrs. Weasley greeted everyone, while waving her wand, delivering plates of delicious food, "Well, Tonks, come and change your face. Come on! Be festive!"

"Oh, of course!" Tonks smiled and looked at Maca, "Hey! What do you like to watch?"

"Huh?" Maca blinked, a little absent-mindedly, "Oh, what...Hua country bites cabbage?"

"Is that still a face!" When Tonks heard it, his face suddenly became stiff, and he said angrily, "Do you want me to turn my head into a big cabbage?"

"Doesn't bite the cabbage have a mouth..." Maca, who came back to his senses, said with a smile.

"Huh!" Tonks put his arms around his chest, dissatisfied, "You want to change yourself!"

In a lively atmosphere, everyone sat around a table and had a sumptuous dinner. After that, Maca accompany everyone talking and laughing, and after eating for a while, he went back to sleep first.

That night, clouds gathered in the sky again, concealing the stars and moon in the sky.

Speaking of, the weather at night has not been very good recently. Although the sun is still shining during the day, no one can guarantee that it will be the same the next day.

Just like some things, even the prophets’ predictions cannot be accurately predicted.

……

As if telling the people last night, don't worry about the future, the next morning the weather was so good and intoxicating.

Although the air is gradually becoming a little bit cooler, most of us have changed into thin fleece vests or sweaters. But the feeling of being able to bathe in the warm sun since early morning is enough to sweep away the darkness in every corner of people's hearts.

Listening to the crisp calls of the birds and breathing the fresh air around him, Maca couldn't help but let go of his tight mind.

Since he found out that Vili is most likely the maker of the potion, he hasn't been able to relax for a moment.

I clearly know that no matter how urgent the situation is, the matter must be resolved step by step. But the furry feeling in his heart couldn't be soothed in any way.

"Would you like to take a look at Luna first..." Maca walked gently on the lawn in front of Hogwarts Castle, pondering to himself, "No, forget it, wait for the next thing. Let's talk about it if you solve it! Then accompany Luna to Hogsmeade Village to have fun..."

Thinking about this, he walked quickly across the lawn and into the castle foyer.

"Maca?"

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a voice calling himself, with a surprise that could not be concealed.

"Maca, are you back again?"

Maca turned her head to look, then smiled.

"Good morning, Hermione." He said hello naturally, "'again'? Why does it sound like I am not welcome back?"

"How come! But...it's really ‘again’!"

Hermione was standing in front of the bulletin board at the moment. It seemed that she was reading a notice all over the bulletin board just now. When she was about to turn around and leave, she happened to see Maca coming in from the door.

"Today...Is the ancient magic text class going to continue again?" Hermione said happily~IndoMTL.com~ just a vague feeling of having nothing to say.

Maca shrugged slightly regretfully and said: "Sorry, although I also want to teach everyone, but not today...I am going to the principal's office now."

"Oh, it's okay, I know you've been very busy..." Hermione shook her hands hurriedly, but her regret was quite obvious, "Uh... is there anything we can help recently?"

"Of course there is!" Maca smiled, "Help me keep an eye on Umbridge. If something is wrong, please contact'home' as soon as possible... I am not perfunctory, this matter is also very important. !"

"No problem! I can stare at it every day!" Hermione said, and suddenly beckoned to Maca, "Yes, talking about this..."

Take Maca to the door, Hermione repeated Trelawney's prediction. This time, because Ron was rarely witty, he remembered the content of the prediction very clearly, and Hermione was also a lot easier to convey this time.

When Maca heard that it was a prophecy, she immediately put aside her smile and listened carefully.