Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 681: Conspiracy

　　 Rita Skeeter, as a newspaper reporter, is absolutely disgusting. Without hesitation, she can distort the facts, tarnish pure whiteness, and vilify beauty, and then add a variety of gimmicks to it, and use false topics to attract people who don't know the truth by all means.

　　 But as a peeper for first-hand secret information, she is very capable.

　　 Rita Skeeter is an unregistered Animagus. Her Animagus form is a very small beetle, which is even better than Maca's hummingbird form in terms of its concealment effect.

　　 So, even Maca has some expectations, but he wants to hear what new news this woman has gotten from elsewhere. Because he knew that since this woman could have the confidence of a lion to speak loudly, she must be holding some weighty secrets in her hand.

　　"...speak up and listen!"

　　 Maca waved his hand, imposing a silent spell on the periphery of the rest area, and then gestured to Skeeter. The latter saw this, but was still not relieved, he looked around for a while before lowering his voice and talking.

　　 "Mr. McLean, this is how things are..." God Skeeter said mysteriously, "Look, there has been news about sending delegations to participate in the Indian magical world, right? But they still have it. Didn’t show up, don’t you think..."

　　"Do you want to talk about the Indian delegation staying in Iran?" Maca waved his hand, "I already know about this, so you don't need to provide it specially."

　　 "Oh?" Skeeter heard the words, but her expression was even more mysterious, with a vague sense of pride in it, "Then, Mr. McLean... Do you know other wizards from other countries? Are you also in Iran?"

　　 "What else are there?"

　　Maca frowned slightly when she heard it.

　　 If one or two meet together, it is not a big deal. After all, this game is full of disputes between power and profit. But if there are too many, it is easy to get out of control.

　　 He did get news that the Indian delegation had settled in Iran, and he even knew that the two parties were getting together for some unknown negotiation. But if there are wizards from other countries, he doesn't know.

　　 "Yes," Since this was originally a transaction of intelligence and profit, Skeeter didn't intend to sell too much of her appetite. Soon she continued, "It's mainly the countries around Iran. There seem to be wizards in Egypt too... However, with the exception of the Indian delegation, those wizards should have avoided the Ministry of Magic in their own country."

　　"In other words, is it mainly the individual actions of certain forces?" Maca thoughtfully said, "Well, what about the Mesopotamian coalition delegation? Since the wizards of Egypt have a share ..."

　　 "No, as far as I can see... As far as I have received, there are no wizards in Mesopotamia." Skeeter has always refused to admit his Animagus abilities. , Even if she knew that Maca was an insider.

　　 "Really?"

　　Because the old wizard Pasa had a good impression on Maca, he didn't want the other party to get involved. After all, the wizards of many countries are involved in things, and it is unlikely that it is a good thing to think about-the more friends, the better, even Maca thinks the same.

　　"Then did you find out what they are discussing?" He asked, "Also, who is the leader?"

　　 Although many countries in the magic world are tempted by this alchemy competition, there are also many countries that are not interested in it from the beginning. Maca is now worried that although some people seem to be indifferent on the surface, they want to stealthily **** and slippery in the dark, and toss some things that are not easy to deal with.

　　 "The guards there are very strict, I don't have too specific news..." Skeeter shook his head, but said cautiously, "However, I got some snippets of their plans for the game. ...As for their ultimate goal, it is naturally the legacy of Mr. Nicole Lemay."

　　 The woman said that she got "some fragments", but she didn't say it right away, obviously she planned to wait for Maca's promise here.

　　 Seeing her posing as if she didn't see the rabbits or scatter the eagles, Maca didn't bother to wrestle with her, and nodded immediately.

　　 "Exclusive access rights, for the first day-I agree." He said, "Of course, the premise is that your so-called'fragments' are true! Let me talk about it first, and I will go there too. Check it carefully, do you understand?"

　　 "Oh, of course! And I promise you that the news is reliable, because it was heard directly from the wizards—" Skeeter said happily, "Then, the first point is that the inside should be combined outside... "

　　Maca didn’t have to lie to her, Rita Skeeter knew this very well. If Maca is willing, he can even use violence to coerce her to tell the truth, not to mention Maca seems to be holding her handle.

　　 So, after receiving Maca’s promise, she immediately began to talk about the latest information she had obtained. Although it is only a small part of the other party's plan, this is undoubtedly very useful information. Maca listened very carefully.

　　Until Skeeter said everything he could say, Maca half closed his eyes and fell into temporary contemplation. But after he pondered for a while, the Skeeter woman offered to go back to the side hall of the auditorium.

　　 "I see," Maca said, "Your intelligence is really useful. Then, I will let you know the day when the estate is opened."

　　 He watched Rita Skeeter, who was quite acquainted this time, leaving the small hall, and then he walked over to the dining table.

　　 Regardless of what the Iranian magical world wants to do, at least the game itself must be adequately prepared. The players are on the one hand, and the judges are on the other. They all need to be treated with caution.

　　 "Mr. Hohenheim, everyone," Maca sat back on his seat, smiled and said, "Let you wait a long time."

　　……

　　 If Maca is the intrigue of the adult world, then the contradiction between Alexander and Ens can only be regarded as pure play between children.

　　 In order to find Neville to test the medicine before, Alexander suddenly entered the small circle of senior students. Recently, he and Harry have had a lot of intersections.

　　 Right now, they are in an auditorium separated by a wall from the side hall where the participating delegations are, enjoying a more abundant lunch than usual. If it is to borrow the light of the event, it is not unreasonable.

　　 It's a pity that Fengsheng is rich, but today's dishes always make people feel that it is not quite right.

　　 "Ah, I said, can someone try this dish first? After you taste it, remember to tell me if you can eat it..."

　　At the long Gryffindor table, Ron was holding up the fork in his hand, his face full of hesitation. And what he was pointing at was an unknown dish that looked jet-black.

　　 "Let's take a look at this plate first..." Harry covered his mouth and said dryly, "What kind of bug is this? It's still moving... This... this is really edible Right?"

　　"These are the specialty foods of the African magic world..."

　　 Hermione's face was obviously a little blue, she didn't even pick up the knife and fork, and she still placed it on both sides of the dinner plate. But she is still trying her best to show off her extensive knowledge and introduce these suspicious dishes to the friends.

　　 "Harry, what you said are bamboo worms. The book says they have high nutritional value..." She solved Harry's doubts, and then directed at Ron on the opposite side, "In front of you The plate is... well... I'll go to the bathroom first."

　　Hermione could not continue after all, because she suddenly felt a writhing in her stomach, and then she covered her mouth. In the concerned eyes of Harry and Ron, she suddenly stood up and dragged her limp feet straight to the side porch.

　　 "Hey," Ron thought for a while, and suddenly looked diagonally across from him with a smile, "Alexander, how about...you can try it for me?"

　　 "...I... didn't offend you, right?"

　　 On the other side of the long table, Alexander, who was lowering his head and eating bread, did not even raise his head. Because today's lunch was so impactful, he didn't have the guts to look on the table anyway.

　　 "Ron, don't bully Alexander--" Harry said, and looked at the plate of bugs before grabbing a piece of bread and gnawing on it. You have to fill your stomach? By the way, Alexander~IndoMTL.com~ I heard that you plan to learn ancient magic by yourself?"

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Alexander, who filled his mouth with bread, nodded vaguely when he heard it. He waited until he swallowed the food in his mouth with the juice before he went on.

　　"...Yes! But that's really hard...There are so many things to memorize."

　　"After Hermione comes back in a while, you can tell her that she should be able to teach you how to learn." Harry mentioned this, but then wondered, "But, why would you want to learn magic? Literary? In the beginning, many people went to the class for Maca, but few really planned to learn!"

　　 "Hmm..."

　　 Alexander took another sip of juice, obviously hesitating. He was hesitating whether he should talk about Ens in front of these seniors.

　　 Although the relationship between him and Ensi has deteriorated a lot in recent days, there is no friendship between the two, at least there is still the "common secret" of lucky chocolate. It is impossible to say about taking Naville to test the medicine, and in order to keep this secret, the best way is to not spread anything between the two of them.

　　 "The ancient magic texts are indeed very complicated and boring..." Alexander thought about it again, and finally said slowly, "But since Professor McLean is so good, you can't go wrong with him, isn't it? ?"

　　

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