Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 824: 2 thanks

Overnight, under the scorched earth and thick smoke and broken walls in London, most of the black market residents hurried away from this place of right and wrong.

Speaking of which, even if the number of elves are large and powerful, they are unlikely to compete with so many wizards, let alone drive them away almost unscathed.

But this is the fact. When danger comes unexpectedly, most people think:

"I just need to run faster than the idiots behind."

And what Maca uses is this peculiar psychology that I feel a little subtle after thinking about it.

In fact, most of the vacant mansions located in residential areas by Maca let the elves bombard them with spells, and then they were basically cast by staring at the open space at the end of the flow of people.

As for whether anyone was injured, it is obvious... But when the wizards who escaped from the black market looked around for their relatives and friends, they found that almost none of them had lost their lives.

So, some rumors that seemed to be said to have started to spread.

"Dick, did you know? This chaos was actually caused by the Ministry of Magic. They are breaking up the forces in the black market. Maybe they are preparing to take the black market and transform it into a new settlement for wizards. !"

"Xiete, don't break there! If you want me to see, it must be a certain group of dark wizard forces that have united and intends to form a group to occupy the black market..."

"Look at what you said is true! Dick and Shett, let me tell you! I have heard the latest news from my uncle who is the head of the Auror office--"

"Shut up, Demeter! Who else on the black market doesn't know that your uncle is a seller..."

Of course, rumors are always a little weird, and no one will take them seriously. As long as they can satisfy their leisure time after dinner, their mission can be considered complete.

As for what to do with the wizards who escaped from the black market, this is what Scrimgeour should go to worry about.

And what Maca cares about is actually some people in the black market.

"Mr. McLean...what happened today...thank you."

On the banks of the Thames, Maca wandered along the beach, and his mind was filled with the bad things of Helbo. Behind him, Asaph, who had just recovered, was being supported by Miriam, and followed step by step.

When Maca heard Asaph opening to thank him, he just raised his hand and waved it without turning his head back.

"Instead of thanking me, it is better to think about what to do next. Don't think that I will really take you in-I don't have that idea, and I don't have that interest."

When he said this, his expression looked a little strange, but neither of the two following could notice.

"Oh! If you can help us once regardless of the predecessors, we are already very grateful, how dare you..."

"Asaph!"

Seeing that he has been expressing gratitude to Maca, Miriam's expression is somewhat annoyed.

To be honest, although she has a slight affection for Maca, in her heart, everything that "Grandpa Lavin" confesses is what she values ​​most.

The task that "Grandpa LaVine" entrusted to her was all about fighting against Maca.

"Let’s not mention that you violated the boss’s mission instructions. Now you are still thanking the enemy again and again. You..." Halfway through, Miriam subconsciously raised her head and looked at Maca’s back. It shook lightly in her field of vision.

"Thanks once... is that enough?"

It seems that the conscience in her heart made her fail to say something too grateful after all.

However, Maca who was walking in front nodded suddenly after hearing Miriam's words.

"Miss Miriam is right. I am still your enemy after all-as long as your boss doesn't change his opinion, this will not change for the time being."

"Of course, I personally disagree with your ‘boss’ idea!"-Maca just thought about it in his heart and didn’t say it.

After a short pause, he turned around and shrugged at the two of them.

"Okay, it's already late, while it’s still dark..." Maca stared at Miriam, and seemed to look at Miriam a few more times, "Well, anyway, we’ll go back separately. Get some sleep!"

……

The night is still deep!

I returned to Hogwarts from the river bank. Apart from anything else, at least the air suddenly became much more refreshed.

Maca thought that the light in the entire castle should be gone. But when he raised his eyes, he found that the window of the principal's office was still brightly lit.

Is Professor McGonagall still asleep... Oh, maybe Charlotte is there too?

He originally wanted to go directly to the office to lie down, but he felt a little ashamed, and went all the way to the top of the main fort.

"Tuk Tuk."

If there is something urgent, Maca usually won't knock on the door. He can also enter and exit the principal's office at will, which is one of the few privileges he has had since Dumbledore was still alive.

But it's so late, it would be better to knock on the door if you want to come.

"Please come in."

Listening to Professor McGonagall’s voice inside the door, the door opened automatically, and Maca walked in with his leg raised.

What he didn't expect was that there were more people still in the principal's office than he expected.

"Maca, how is the situation? Why did you come back so late?"

As soon as he entered the door, the first thing he saw was Charlotte. She probably happened to be near the door just now, so she opened the door for him personally by the way.

"The situation...at least not bad."

Maca smiled, and was about to walk in with her, only to find that Snape was also here.

Recently, Snape has gone home to spend his holidays with his sister Tia, and tomorrow is the new week. Counting the time, has Snape been waiting here since returning from home?

"Uh, good evening professor..."

Seeing Maca, Snape just tugged at the corner of his mouth, snorted casually, and brushed his shoulders before heading out the door first.

Okay! There is no need to open the door again.

"Professor Snape waited here when he heard Helbo's appearance. He was very knowledgeable and knew that the despicable Helbo was not a normal wizard, and worried that you would need treatment if you were injured."

Charlotte followed Maca and explained a few words as he walked, but Maca's expression was somewhat subtle.

"The professor really said that?"

Listening to Maca's question, Charlotte couldn't help but smile. The unreserved smile reminded Maca of certain past times subconsciously.

"No, I guessed it..." she smiled. "Even if Professor Snape is thinking this way, he can't put it in his mouth, so I can only rely on guessing!"

The two did not take a few steps, and when they were about to reach Professor McGonagall's desk, she suddenly moved slightly closer to Maca.

"This time, thank you so much."

This is the second time Maca has been thanked tonight. To be honest, who doesn’t like being appreciated? But somehow, these two gratitudes made Maca feel very complicated.

Perhaps Charlotte felt the same way, so after thanking her, she immediately walked two steps forward.

"Back?"

Professor McGonagall was obviously very happy with Maca's return, but Maca saw that her eyes were mostly exhausted.

This time Hogwarts was also involved a little bit. Although there were not many students involved in a short period of time, the big name "Despicable Helbo" made it impossible for anyone who knew him to easily. Ignore.

Look! Even the portraits of the principals of past generations hung on the wall, with a pair of gray-black eyes, glanced at Maca's body from time to time.

It's a pity that these principals are all after the four founders. Even if they have their own specialties, it is difficult to make random comments in this situation.

It can be seen that Professor McGonagall’s pressure is certainly not small.

"Well, I'm back."

Maca didn't know what to say... things like Helbo, or the two ancient wizard families, which actually have nothing to do with Hogwarts.

It must be said that it is related, that is, the old man Eun Ravenclaw, but this is not the case.

Looking at Professor McGonagall’s pointed cap with a few more wisps of frost, Maca couldn’t help but sigh.

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall! I will take care of this..."

Thinking about Haierbo’s goal seems to be himself~IndoMTL.com~Maca suddenly gave birth to an idea that had been considered several times earlier-should he formally consider leaving Hogwarts? Up?

Just thinking about it, Maca quickly shook his head.

Let’s not talk about other issues, just the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror are a big problem. Especially the latter, he still sealed it by taking advantage of the opportunity of Haierbo to lose his body last time, and it is really not a wise move to unblock it now.

"Sit down! I'll make you a pot of tea, warm up and go to sleep... Tomorrow morning, I will sleep longer! Your magic text class doesn't care if you have one more lesson or one less lesson. "

Professor McGonagall saw the thoughtful look on Maca's face, and couldn't help sighing secretly-this child is too tired to live, even more tired than her headmaster.

As everyone knows, Maca is also secretly feeling her hard work!

"Oh, I don't think it's anymore." Maca cried and laughed, "The class is still going to be, you can't just give up on me just because I used to be absent from class!"

When he thought of going to class, he suddenly realized that by the next school year, Hermione and the others should be in seventh grade.

"But you can still drink some tea..." Maca took a seat on the chair next to him and said in a gentle tone, "Time flies so fast, even if I didn't quit school at the time, it was not until the time I graduated. Not far away."

"I'll make this tea! Professor, you have been busy all day, but I haven't done anything yet!"

Seeing Charlotte picking up the teapot from the side and walking briskly to the fireplace, Professor McGonagall and Maca, the old and young, smiled at each other immediately.

But at this moment, Charlotte looked down at the fire in the fireplace and let out a soft cry.

Please remember the first domain name of this book:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL: