Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 564: Strange Pointing

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As soon as he opened the door, Maca saw a familiar face.

Fanny has a good temperament, and her appearance is definitely not bad. It's just that she has a serious appearance all day long, and she is usually a little cold when dealing with people, and often gives people a feeling of not being in touch.

"Someone died, it's the wizard who was unkind to you yesterday--" Fannie quickly closed the door tightly, and then whispered, "Tyful's."

Look! People don't change their face and heartbeat when they die, and they really don't look like a woman.

"The smaller one? The larger one?" Maca frowned and asked immediately.

"The big one."

Vannie answered his question concisely.

Maca was still quite surprised that some people died after going out for one night. No matter how fierce the secret fight is, it won't be the killer on the night of arriving at Busbarton.

But when he thought of having a face-to-face meeting with the two of Tefler's house in the old housekeeper's room yesterday, there was an extra layer of doubt here.

After such consideration, Maca quickly came up with two guesses: either the forces that had old enemies with the Tefler family wanted to take the opportunity to muddy the water, or some conspirators would have risked it. The tip of the green light pointed his staff at Maca McLean.

"Mr. McLean, you didn't go there last night..." Vannie started to wonder if Maca was so calm, "Sir, do I try to spread some words and disturb other forces? Line of sight?"

When she said this, she obviously killed Maca on the spot.

Don't say, I didn't come back all night yesterday, and someone found a corpse this morning. It was a coincidence to avoid it.

However, in power disputes, it is too common to die. Fannie was able to climb to the position of family manager, but she didn't know what was going on, so she soon planned to follow the usual method to try to muddy the pool thoroughly.

"No, it has nothing to do with me," Maca gently shook his head, "I wasn't in the castle at all last night...your way of handling it is correct, but before that, we can explore the reality first. Hmm... did you only see one dead person?"

"Yes," Fannie nodded affirmatively, "It's the wizard who has been with the young master of the Tay Fowler family. There is no characteristic of death."

"If that guy is alone, things are not out of control." Maca narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then he waved his hand, "Let's go! Let's take a closer look!"

When the situation is temporarily unclear, his proactive appearance is also a way to interfere with others' attention. So he must rush to the scene as soon as possible, lest someone deliberately throw out some news that is not good for him while he is not present.

Led by Vannie, Maca soon came to a corner in the corridor, only to find that it was already full of people. It was easy to see over the heads of a group of wizards, and Mrs. Maxim, who had just separated from him, also hurriedly arrived. Her height and body shape are different from ordinary people, which makes her stand out among the crowd.

Beside her, there is still a translucent white shadow floating in the mid-air, which is naturally the ghost of the Hohenheim family-Mr. David.

"When I passed by just now, there were not so many people like now..." Vannie looked at the crowded corridor before her, and leaned to the side of Maca and said softly, "Mr. McLean, I need to ask them to let them Do you come out in order?"

Maca waved his hand uncomfortably when he heard the words.

"Does Mr. Blois do this often?" He said helplessly, "I don't have his style, so I don't dare to bother you to clear the way...you wait."

As he said, he took out two large and thick magic books from his waist and threw them at his feet. Most of the people in front were looking forward, but no one noticed his small movements.

"Come on, stand up—" Maca stretched out her hand and motioned for Vannie to put her hand on her arm, "I've taken you there."

After all, he took the lead in stepping onto one of the books, floating very skillfully only a few inches above the ground.

When Fannie heard it, she guessed what Maca wanted to do. You can use the floating spell to fly, which is not something that ordinary wizards can play. Everyone knows that it cannot be used directly on oneself. Therefore, the wizards of the past invented magical items such as flying broomsticks and flying carpets in order to be able to move in the air stably and accurately.

But in a firm spirit of work, Vannie stepped on another floating magic book quite nervously. When she felt the solid power feedback under her feet, she opened her eyes wide and showed a look of wonder.

She is also an excellent witch created under the family training. Although she has been working hard for the family's work in recent years, she still has a very solid foundation in magic. So she can at least understand that Maca's ability to control the Levitation Charm has reached the point where it can be fine-tuned with the weight she stepped on.

Standing on the suspended magic book, but as if her feet were on the ground, Vannie couldn't help but stomped her right foot lightly again with this wonderful feeling.

"Stop stamping," Maca hurriedly stopped. "Although I don't read this book often, it's also a book!"

Fanny suddenly realized how improper her actions were, and she nodded slightly, carefully standing on the book and no longer dared to move at will.

Maca saw that she was standing with her arms on her, and at the same time she controlled the two books to slowly rise into the air, float over the crowd, and slid extremely steadily to the innermost side.

For a while, the wizards all tilted their heads subconsciously, and then looked at Maca and Fannie in amazement as they passed all the way forward.

"Who was it just now? That...oh! McLean at Hogwarts!"

"Floating spell?"

"Look at what I saw-two people stepped on the book to fly? Is this a new flying product?"

"One is "Simple Spells for Fooling Muggles", and the other is "Magic Defense Theory"... I have read both of them, they are the kind of things that people can't read."

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Amidst a lot of people talking, Maca came to the corner of the corridor ahead. Fannie, who was standing beside him, couldn't help feeling that this wouldn't bother others. It was high-profile, but it was much more conspicuous than asking her to clear the way.

"Mrs. Maxim, what's the situation?"

Of course, Maca didn't care about the sight of others. As soon as he got there, he asked and looked at the corner of the corridor.

Sure enough, it was the gloomy guy who fell to the ground yesterday.

I saw him leaning on the root of the wall slantingly, with his arms hanging down on both sides of his body, his head drooping weakly. And his legs stretched straight forward, slightly diverging to the sides.

The bangs on his forehead are a bit longer, and he is still bowing his head, so that those standing in front cannot see what the expression on his face is. Maca was hanging in the air at this time, and he could only see the back of his head.

But light sensing that the magic power in his body is constantly escaping, Maca knew that this guy must have died long ago.

"I don't know, I just arrived." Mrs. Maxim looked at the hanging Maca, her face still as solemn as before.

As early as the top three, she had already seen Maca's ability to step on and fly, and now she will naturally no longer be surprised. On the side, Mr. Ghost, Davide, looked back and forth on the magic book at the feet of Maca and Fannie, as if wondering if it was some kind of very creative flying tool.

"Is his wand still there?" Maca thought for a while, "Maybe there are some clues left in it."

"It's still there, but I think there may be no traces on it," Madam Maxim shook her head. "Look! It's well inserted inside his robe! It seems to be. I was caught off guard and didn’t have time to draw out my magic wand..."

To be honest~IndoMTL.com~ Judging from what Maca saw outside the old housekeeper Edward's room at the time, the Tai Fowler's wizard was still very reactive. Even if someone is attacked in secret, it may not be knocked down without resistance. It was precisely because of this judgment that Maca kicked it with a very fast speed at that time.

"I shot too hard at the time?" He muttered secretly.

Thinking about it, it actually makes sense. Although this person's death was not made by Maca, it might be really related to him.

At this moment, some messy sounds suddenly appeared in the crowd, and it seemed that someone was saying something inside. Maca glanced back sharply. There was nothing unusual on his face, but his eyes kept patrolling the crowd.

Since someone killed someone last night, there must be some rumors today. This method is very common, and even a bit old-fashioned. The more people available, the better it is. Not to mention whether those rumors can guide other forces, at least it must be effective to create chaos.

What he cares most about now is who this rumor will have to do with. Is it him Maca McLean? Or some other power?

Most of the wizards present are subordinate members of various forces, and very few of them participated in this legacy event in their own name. It can be said that the brains of a large number of people are not rusty. Naturally, they have their own ideas for judging emergencies.

It can be seen that many people have remained silent and in a state of indifference. Only a small group of people are gradually showing a hesitant look, but their gazes are directed towards Maca...

"No, not myself."

Maca discovered that all those sights fell on Mrs. Maxim who was beside him!