Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 876: Room that can’t be entered

"Sorry, I don't think my gift is worthy of appearing by your bed on Christmas Day, so... I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance!"

When Maca heard this Christmas greeting from Troyer to Ron, his expression was also very subtle. He almost laughed at the time when he said something not quite enough for friends.

However, it is a very embarrassing thing to put this kind of thing on anyone. For Ron, Maca can only hope that he is asking for more blessings...

Okay! Let's not mention these messy things, let's put our eyes back to the topic again!

Today, three days before Christmas, Maca finally received a letter from Akinbad, the president of the International Wizarding Federation.

In that long letter that used several pages, Akinbad somehow gave a detailed account of the various changes in Haifa these days.

After the thunderstorms that night washed away the Muggle memories, the city, which had suffered from undesirable disasters, quickly resumed its original life under the dedication of the Federation staff.

Of course, because the repair time is too tight, even if a large number of wizards do it, it will inevitably be a bit rough. Within a short period of time after that, various buildings in Haifa are likely to be accidentally damaged due to various inexplicable reasons.

For this reason, the wizards of the Federation are continuing to increase follow-up "rework" tasks, trying to reduce the second casualties of Muggles in Haifa as much as possible.

Furthermore, the letter also stated that the mayor of Haifa City has been "communicated" with all these tasks. It is an extremely rare cooperation project between wizards and Muggles for so many years.

Akinbard described such "post-disaster reconstruction" work in detail in the letter to Maca. Even Maca didn't understand the old man when he read it the first time. What are you thinking about?

For these contents, wouldn’t it be enough to say “everything is recovering”? As for the meaningless mischief of "The Mayor of Haifa's head is fake", is it also included?

After reading this letter for the first time, Maca realized the true purpose of Akinbad writing this thing.

"...In addition, our people found that the Hebrew School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was empty, and there was no one there. But in the dean's room we found that a door leading to the inner lounge could not be opened. We used various methods and tried to smash the wall, but that room just couldn't get in at all."

"So, if you can, please come and see if you can turn it on. I think that since the lounge is so completely sealed, there should be something valuable in it."

Halpo ran away and walked fast with his few remaining men. Perhaps because of this, Akinbad guessed that there was something in the room that Hyerpo could not take away when he rushed. Things.

After reading the letter, Maca was naturally not interested in rereading this trivial account. I saw him throw the letter paper on the desk casually, and then quickly stood up.

"As a result, only the last sentence is useful..."

Actually, Akinbard was really in vain this time.

Perhaps it was because Maca had always refused it several times before, which made him think that Maca didn't care about things far away in Israel, and he didn't even bother to participate in it.

But the fact is, Maca cares more about Helbo.

Of course, this long letter from Akinbard also represents his attitude towards Maca. So even if this nonsense is a bit verbose, Maca is still in a good mood.

"Let's take a look! Maybe you can get some useful clues..."

……

Because I have been here last time, this time without Sirius helping him carry the positioning rune, he can still use the mark he left that night.

Soon, he stepped on the magic book, flew over the city under the phantom spell, and then walked through the passage leading to the Hebrew School of Magic to the street in front of the mansion.

Not long ago, since Helbo entered the academy, there have been very few outsiders who have been here. As for the outsider who entered the iron gate along this small street, there was only the hapless ghost who was "pitted" by Sirius.

Until that night passed, some of the Aurors and reviewers of the Federation, led by Akinbad, went inside and searched the entire college mansion.

Now, when Maca also walked into the wide open iron fenced gate, and entered the vestibule through the front door.

This is not Hogwarts after all. There are not so many complicated and detailed curing magics. Many places are just ordinary wizard buildings that have been given structural strengthening spells.

"Oh! Mr. McLean, you are here... Please, the president and some specially transferred casters are waiting for you upstairs! It's on the top floor, you can see it when you go up." /

As soon as I entered the front hall, two Confederate personnel who were on duty here greeted us. Judging by their outfits, they should be both Aurors.

"Ok, thank you."

Maca thanked the two of them, but in exchange they shook their head vigorously.

"No, no, no, how dare you let you thank us? This is our duty..."

"Yes, yeah, please—please go upstairs!"

That night, the spider army released by Maca petrified many enemies. It can be said that they completed their mission perfectly. But besides that, they also frightened many Muggles and their own wizards.

Just as Maca thought at the time, that part of Muggle's memory was gone, but most of the wizards were not completely attacked by the medicinal effect mixed in the rain.

In this way, after knowing that the spiders were all made by Maca, these experiencers were all in awe of him.

You know, that's the number of spiders that can squeeze every street to the limit! Even the experienced and brave Auror could not have experienced that battle.

So, in the repeated "dare" of the two, Maca walked up the stairs with a little helplessness. He didn't continue walking up again calmly until he couldn't hear the sound of the lower head.

The two Aurors below who couldn't straighten their backbones were right. As soon as they got to the top floor, Maca saw that the innermost room seemed to be crowded with a lot of people.

Seeing this, he didn't delay anything, and hurriedly walked across the corridor to the room where the nameplate "Dean's Room" was hung on the wall at the door.

Like entering the front hall just now, this time a large group of people looked at him, and several of them subconsciously surrounded him.

Fortunately, these curse solvers were temporarily transferred in the past two days, and only Akinbad also experienced the spider wave that night.

"Who are you? How did you come here? People other than the caster are temporarily not allowed to enter here...Quit quickly, there may still be danger here!"

The curse solver will be very keen on the area in question, and the old wizard who came to Maca the fastest is obviously a very experienced old curse solver.

But don't look at the tone of his speech a bit tough, if you only listen to the content, you can see that there is a kind of goodwill in his words.

However, before Maca could explain, the slightly nervous and kind old man was pushed away by Akinbad, who was squeezing from behind.

"Hey! Leave him alone, of course you can come in—"

Akinbard hurriedly grabbed Maca's arm, as if he was afraid he would change his mind and go back if he was upset, forcibly pulling him inside.

Maca was dragged by him into the room, while still bathing in more than ten pairs of suspicious eyes shot from all around. Taking advantage of this short period of time, he glanced around, and suddenly paused, making Akinbudd, who was holding him, almost unable to stand firm.

"Bill! Are you here too?"

The people in this room are basically wizards who are at least middle-aged upwards, but among these people, there is a tall young man who looks particularly eye-catching.

But I saw that the man had a red ponytail, a silver earring on one ear, and a fan-like pendant under the earring.

But what is even more interesting is his costume-the black leather jacket with a lot of metal accessories, which can make him join any rock band combination without any surprise.

And this particular young wizard is the eldest son of the Weasley family-Bill Weasley.

"You are also a curse solver in Egypt, and you are very good-I should have thought of it!"

Maca greeted each other, and Bill, who was standing behind a few middle-aged wizards, shrugged and showed a mischievous smile that is very characteristic of the Weasley family.

"You finally saw me. It took 15 seconds to enter the door!"

Yes, this is also the characteristic of the Weasleys—interesting, but at the same time it seems a bit boring.

"Oh, isn't it? Then I can get 10 seconds in the next time," Maca waved his hand. "We'll talk later, let's do business first! I think Mr. Akinbad can't wait... "

As he said, he smiled at the leader of the federation before he walked forward.

"By the way~IndoMTL.com~My name is'Maca McLean'. I am currently a professor of ancient magic at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... everybody, excuse me."

Most of the curse solvers are old scholars with practical ability. Compared with their professionalism, don't expect too much in terms of interpersonal communication.

The curse solver here today, I am afraid that only Bill knows Maca.

But it’s not important, even Maca doesn’t need to introduce her experience too much. Because just the title of "Hogwarts Ancient Magic Course Professor" is enough for him to stand among this group of people without any sense of disobedience.

"Yes, everyone knows..." Akinbard nodded hastily, and then turned to say, "Mr. McLean, come and take a look at this door!"

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