Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 616: Harry and the Easter Egg

Compared to those wizards who are not always interested in legends, Muggles are obviously more serious about history. Although they often find it difficult to see the truth behind the so-called "legends" because of various natural restrictions, it is one of their advantages to record them faithfully.

In the Muggle account, Baal is a pagan **** in West Asia. And his sister Yastalu, who was born on the first Sunday after the full moon of the vernal equinox, was transformed from a rabbit that hatched from an egg.

Yes, even if the Muggles are just using their ordinary eyes to witness the legends that have drifted through the long river of history. But in any case, they did "see" it.

In the spring of the thirty-second year after the disappearance of Yastar Road, Baal, who was already in his fifties, made his name in the kingdom remembered as an alchemist. The motivation that made him achieve such an achievement was precisely the sacrifice of his sister Yastarlu.

Why is Easter called "Resurrection" because on that day, a girl who had been dead for thirty-two years was really resurrected!

One day after the full moon of the vernal equinox, Baal drew an alchemy map in the sea of ​​forest surrounding Valkyrie, and surrounded by a large number of alchemy symbols, a fire dragon egg-sized Fine cracks appeared on the four-color egg. As the crack got bigger and bigger, a pure white hare jumped out of the eggshell and turned into a beautiful girl with a bright smile in front of Baal.

"Brother."

"Oh—my Yastallu, my dear sister, you are finally back!"

Maca is not cold about the drama like a Muggle romance TV series. When Baal and the reborn Yastarlu embraced and wept, he took a few steps forward and took a closer look at the alchemy map on the ground.

Looking at it, the doubt in his heart naturally deepened.

"Such a detailed and clear formation is really hard to recall!" Maca muttered, while looking back at Sarah, "Don't you think?"

But the little girl just glanced at him with a look of "who cares about you", and there was no other expression.

Maca smiled helplessly, and said: "Okay! Since you don't want to say, then I won't force you. But don't forget, I'm really curious about this... If you are, when I want to say it, remember to tell me first!"

As he said so, his gaze fell again on the formation engraved on the ground. Although he didn't know much about alchemy, and the ancient symbols of alchemy couldn't understand it, but this did not prevent him from observing it with interest.

The more you look at this, the more curious Maca feels in her heart. After all, the word "longevity" alone is enough to make people yearn for. Isn't the "resurrection" more attractive?

Be aware that even if it was Nicol Lemay, he would die if he was seriously injured. The elixir was only able to extend his physical vitality, but it could not stop the unnatural death suddenly coming.

But...

"Is there really a way to'resurrect' people in this world?" While thinking about it, Maca muttered suddenly.

This sentence of his seems to be talking to himself, but it is not without the meaning of inquiry. Among the knowledge of alchemy that he didn't know much about, although he had never heard of the theory of "resurrection", he didn't know it, and it didn't mean it didn't exist.

At this moment, not far behind him, isn't there a little alchemy genius standing right now?

But Maca knows how much she knows. She refused to say even after asking twice before. With her cleverness, she was afraid that she would not be lured into telling the truth this time.

But this time, he guessed wrong.

"Resurrection does not exist." Sarah said quietly in the shade of the trees behind.

These words of her seem to have put an end to the whole story. When the whole world re-dispersed and turned into that endless hazy white mist, Maca felt that his body seemed to be getting closer and closer to him. Just when his eyes suddenly darkened, after a few seconds, he realized that everything in his field of vision was constantly dangling.

"Hey! Maca, what are you thinking! So focused?"

In front of the bar at Three Broomsticks, Hagrid was reaching over Slughorn's head and pushing Maca's shoulder. Although he could see that he was already cautious enough, Maca was still attached to the tall stool under his buttocks, and he was pushed up and down for a while.

"Oh, stop shaking, Hagrid!"

Maca suddenly recovered from the previous trance. When he came back, he quickly stopped Hagrid. Otherwise, he should be knocked over in a while.

Actually, he had already noticed Hagrid's magic when he was in the spiritual world built by Sarah. Although he didn't feel the shaking of his body in that state at the time, he would know this kind of thing casually.

"Maca, I thought you were cursed!" Hagrid said with a puzzled look, "I was so motionless there, what happened?"

"It's nothing," Maca smiled and glanced at Sara intentionally or unintentionally, "It's just playing a little game with others."

The little girl noticed the look in Maca's eyes all at once-this undoubtedly made her feel even more unhappy in her heart.

"What? With whom?"

On the other side, Hagrid asked wonderingly.

"It's all right, so don't ask." Maca waved his hand and patted Slughorn's back by the way, "Get up! Sober up, we're going to school— —Sarah, hurry up and call your brother up!"

"Call yourself."

I'm probably used to this mode of dialogue with Maca. Sarah's words were very natural, almost blurting out.

……

While Maca was still trying to wake up the fat young master, Harry and the others gathered together in the library to review. Hermione's schedule for him and Ron began today, and there was almost no gap between them.

As for the other students, some submitted applications to go home in advance and left last night. And those who choose to spend their time at Hogwarts... in short, it's just "work on their own".

Neville and Hannah are together to review the history of magic, look at the pair of difficult brothers and sisters, most of the learning efficiency is horribly low; Luna and Hermione are looking at the previous Maca for everyone The spell data, the two of them seemed to be trying to make their spellcasting level even better.

It is worth mentioning that Ginny happened to come in from the library door at this moment. She glanced around, and then walked straight to Harry.

"... Harry? Harry... I'm talking to you! Harry... are you listening?"

"Huh?"

Harry, buried among the piles of books and parchment scrolls, seemed to hear something. He turned his head and looked at it blankly, but Xianni had already taken a seat next to him.

"Oh, sorry..." he said, "These test sites made me dizzy. I didn't hear it just now... Did you tell me something?"

Harry said, twisting his neck again, and his cervical vertebrae rattled.

"Um...actually nothing," Ginny shook her head and smiled at him, "Study is very important! Should you take a break too?"

Harry curled the corners of his lips helplessly, pulled out the timetable that had been crushed under the book, and placed it gently in front of Ginny.

"Look, the holiday review schedule Hermione made for us. Ron and I each have a copy--" he said, and suddenly looked at Ginny's head, and couldn't help laughing. "Are you girls trending this type now?"

Somehow, Ginny's red eye was a mess, as if being rubbed vigorously with one of her hands, making her look like an angry lion.

"Ah!" Ginny was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly combed her head with her hands, and continued to explain in her mouth, "A few of our reserve players were practicing at the Quidditch field just now! Just finished..."

"Oh...hey," Harry nodded clearly, and then said with a bitter face, "This sounds good, oh... I really want to fly two laps outside, really, just two laps. Ok...tell me, what have you been practicing?"

"It's just some basic tactical moves..." Ginny said, "The only accident was Jack Sloper. In the end everyone sent him to the school hospital. Because of this, I forgot to tidy up my head. ..."

"Is he hurt?" Harry said in surprise.

"Well, we don’t know much, but I think he was knocked out by his own bat?" She sighed softly, "His technique is not very good, I think It should be difficult for him to be promoted to an official player."

Speaking of this, she seemed to remember something suddenly and made a "wait" gesture to Harry. Immediately afterwards, she reached out and picked up a box wrapped in kraft paper from the chair next to it, and placed it in front of Harry.

"Mom sent it. It contains Easter eggs." Ginny said~IndoMTL.com~I just counted it, and each of us has...Mama over there seems to be sent separately... , You also pick one. "

Harry blinked at the box, then carefully reached in and took out a beautiful chocolate egg. The eggshell is coated with bright colored syrup, and there are some golden snitches made of icing, which looks delicate and shiny.

He held the egg in his hand and looked around, and suddenly he found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and a sour and dull feeling surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Harry?" Ginny saw that his expression was a bit wrong, and called him with concern.

"I'm fine..."

Harry's voice was a little hoarse, and his throat was choking.

　　

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