Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1005: Shift of focus

Facts have proved that the "world" that a person can feel is often limited.

Where we are, we always put the focus of our sight on our side. The more slender a person is, the more he will be aware of the people and things around him, but it is also likely to limit his vision because of this.

Here, maybe you can say something cheeky: Maca's mind is still very delicate.

And because of this, he has only recently suddenly felt that-even for wizards who come and go freely, the world is very broad.

On this planet, no matter who it is, or the magical world of any country, it will not be the center of the world.

Previously, the British magic world, which was full of Haier waves, suddenly attracted the attention of wizards from all over the world. In this era when most countries are moving towards peace, the catastrophe in London has become the world's biggest hot spot.

Even wizards in the magic world of other countries are like this. The British wizards who are in the hot spot naturally feel that they have suddenly fallen into one of the most chaotic and terrifying places in the world.

Yes, even Maca can't help but feel similar to this.

However, probably from the day when the basilisk appeared in Ouagadu, Africa, most wizards have more or less suddenly turned their attention to the African magic world.

And until then, Maca couldn't help but sigh secretly:

"I thought I had understood the vastness of this world a long time ago, and what I was in was only a small corner. But because I was buried in sorting out the status quo all day, I would inadvertently forget my insignificance. "

However, Helbo's horizon never seemed to narrow.

From the time he climbed out from under the Bewitching Monument to the present, Haifa, Israel, Azkaban, London, England, and recently the African Wagadu School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he has always looked at the whole world unscrupulously.

From this broad perspective, Maca also has to admire.

"I'm thinking, if Ouagadu and the veteran wizard tribes in Africa can't hold it this time... I'm afraid Haierbo will simply abandon Britain and direct the focus of conquering to the African magic world, right?" /

In the reception room of Old Black House, Maca is sitting firmly at the long table, and the quill in his hand keeps writing on the blank parchment.

The table in front of him, as well as the chairs on both sides, are already full of various books.

So, you have to cross the mountain of books in front of him before you can see the figure of Lupin, who is sitting opposite and immersed in information.

Obviously, Lupin asked that sentence just now.

In this regard, Maca kept on hand, but replied in his mouth:

"To be honest, I never thought to understand the reason why Helbo made a fuss in the African magic world. Although Vagado has a long history, it used to be no less inferior than Hogwarts. But also Because of this, it takes a lot of time and energy to seize that school..."

As for this, he suddenly paused with the tip of his pen, a little confused and authentic:

"Does that guy really plan to put aside the British magic world and start all over again?"

This confusion has been expanding in Maca's heart over time in recent days. Because in these days, the entire African magical world seems to have become a huge quagmire, and there is very little more complete information that can be transmitted.

Countless signs are showing that Africa is really in serious trouble this time.

At the same time, the British magic world, which was once the most harassed by Helbo, now seems to have regained peace.

Although there are also the Ministry of Magic, Saint Mungo, Maca, and even many ordinary wizards. But it was Helbo who calmed down fundamentally.

As long as he stops making troubles, the smooth daily life will return to people's side again. In a daze, all the disasters at the beginning seemed to be just a nightmare, but now, that dream finally woke up.

It was quiet for a while, and Lupin on the other side suddenly raised his head and said through the pile of books:

"Maca, I think...Although the possibility of averting the line of sight is still not small, we must also admit that the possibility of Haierbo's intention to change the'battlefield' is indeed very high."

After all, an existence like Maca should not be underestimated by any wizard, and it is self-evident that it is difficult to be an enemy with him.

"Maybe!" Maca put down the quill and said helplessly, "You are right, we do not rule out any possible guesses... That guy may want to contain me here, or he may want to Lead me to Africa. No matter which one is possible, he is the one who has the dominant power."

"So, if I want to take the lead, I have to jump out of the range of options he made."

After looking down at the parchment paper again, Maca folded it and put it in the notebook, and then took the magic book and so on to his waist.

"Fortunately, I may already have an idea."

Last time when chasing the gray shadow in mid-air, Helbo appeared and stopped halfway, so that Maca didn’t even say that he followed the gray shadow to the destination, and he couldn’t even see the gray shadow. what.

By now, he finally understood how much. It was mostly a high-flying soul, a soul whose body was accidentally killed by relatives and friends, and then attracted to a certain location.

"As long as a person is killed by a person with this substance attached, then that person's soul will be affected and forced to fly to a certain place... I think. Going there should be able to gain something. ."

Put the potion bottle containing the strange substance on the table, and Maca explained.

When Lu Ping heard this, he said immediately:

"Are you planning to let it kill another person?"

Repeating this way is naturally the most direct and effective way, but it means sacrificing someone to be the "guide".

Thinking about it, Lupin couldn’t help asking: "Doesn’t it have to be a human soul?"

They are not dark wizards. They kill people for no reason. This kind of thing can't be done. No matter how bad it is, it is at best going to Azkaban to get a life imprisoned criminal to try-this may already be Lupin's bottom line.

"No, it must be human..." Maca shook his head, but then he said, "Don't worry, no one needs to give up his life for this, I have a way."

In fact, since he obtained this gray-black substance from the soul of the old Muggle lady, targeted research has been done almost every day.

Just now, he finally confirmed that a method is feasible.

"Lupin, do you know that Ravenclaw named'Sarah'? Well, maybe you haven't seen it yet—that's the elementary school girl who went to St. Mungo to help me run the alchemy pattern last time."

Lupin didn't know why Maca suddenly mentioned the girl, but as the person responsible for organizing information in the Order of the Phoenix, he must have no shortage of information.

"Is that the little daughter of Mr. Hohenheim?"

"Let's say so!" Maca said, "Because her soul has some shortcomings, so I was asked to find a way to give her some help... Since then, I have been studying the composition and shaping of the soul. "

"This time, Helbo gave me some special inspiration."

……

In the afternoon of the next day, downtown London.

Several days have passed since the digging and searching the night before. And in the past few days, the mysterious wizard in the windbreaker has never stopped.

In order to find the exact thing, sleep is no longer important, and even eating and drinking water is the only reason for "maintaining action".

Unfortunately, if you can't find it you can't find it.

I knew it was definitely around London, but I tried to find it day and night, but I still didn't get any results.

Today, according to the search range of the previous few days, I should come and have a look around this eastern suburb.

"Ahem, how much time is left..."

The figure was walking forward on the side of the road for a moment, secretly calculating the date in his heart, and quickly figured out the current specific date.

"...Well, cough cough cough, it seems there is still time."

But just as he quickened his pace again, and hurried across a street while watching from side to side, the corner of his eye suddenly seemed to have caught a familiar figure.

Maybe it's because I've been too exhausted these few days, plus my physical condition is not good, I can only feel it when I'm so close.

Suddenly raised a sigh, only to see that the windbreaker wizard dodges about to hide. As long as a special concealment method is used, even Makar McLean will have to get closer to discover.

However, it was a bit slower this time.

"Who?"

In terms of simplicity, few people are faster than Maca. In the blink of an eye, the windbreaker wizard felt an extra hand on his shoulder, gently resting on it.

After a moment of awkward silence, the hoarse voice said:

"...It's me."

An answer like this is the same as saying nothing. But Maca, who seemed to pass by here by accident, took the initiative to open his palm after realizing that it was this mysterious guy.

"Well...Although I would like to ask more clearly, but..." He curled his lips and said, "Forget it."

Not long after, Lupin, who was following him today, also appeared next to him under an Apparition.

Lupin naturally has no liking for this seemingly hidden wizard. He was just wondering why Maca just stood on one side quietly, as if the two hadn't talked much since just now?

"Who is this?"

Maca then shook his head and said to Lupin:

"Stop asking."

Said~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't seem to want to stay any longer, turned around and walked in the same direction as when he came back and forth.

"Lupin, come here! Let's do our business and don't care about others—"

"Wait!"

The voice rang out again, and swiftly called Maca's footsteps... Does this man seem to finally want to say something?

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