Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1033: Afterglow

? Along with a wave of spatial fluctuations, Maca and the windbreaker wizard both appeared in the woods outside the Hogwarts school gate.

As soon as the two of them showed up, the bushes not far away shook suddenly, and then a half-human black dog got out of it.

"Sirius," Maca nodded at the black dog, said hello, and then said, "You should feel right... The owner of the Hanged Man Tavern, there is indeed a problem."

Before speaking, the **** dog suddenly began to swell and deform, and soon became Sirius Black in a black robe.

"Sure enough?"

I saw Sirius casually leaning against the tree trunk beside him, frowned slightly:

"That kid Griman...I thought that with his cringing temperament, he was the most unlikely type to join the dark wizard's side! If it weren't for precedent, I'm afraid I wouldn't You may notice..."

Obviously, the "precedent" he referred to naturally refers to Peter the dwarf who framed him in prison.

But to be honest, both in terms of identity and character, the two really have a lot of similarities. For example, although Ted Glyman, the owner of The Hanged Man Tavern, is two terms later than Sirius, they are also classmates who have studied at Hogwarts.

However, when he heard Sirius muttering like this, Maca shook his head.

"I remember you said earlier that you noticed something wrong with his displayed character, so you thought he might be affected by black magic, right?"

"Well," Sirius heard the words and couldn't help turning his head to look at Maca, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"But I have confirmed just now that the owner of the Hanged Man's Tavern is still just a normal wizard, and he doesn't have any breath of black magic." As he said, Maca turned to the windbreaker standing next to him. The wizard said, "You didn't find anything unusual, did you?"

"Yes, Mr. McLean." The windbreaker wizard nodded immediately.

When Maca said this, Sirius was taken aback.

"But you just said--"

"Yes," Maca shrugged, "but even so, I still think he has a problem."

After repeating this sentence, Maca continued:

"However, the problem is not his character. You and him were old acquaintances, but I am not—I don’t know as much about Ted Glyman as you do."

"But I still remember you once told me that Grameen wanted to be a cook since he was a child, and then inherited the Hanged Man Tavern that his parents failed to inherit from his grandmother. But unfortunately, His craftsmanship has always been poor. As a Hufflepuff, he is somewhat unqualified..."

Speaking of this, Maca suddenly said:

"However, we tasted it in person today. The food he cooked is not bad at all! You think it's delicious too, don't you?"

"Well," the windbreaker saw that he was asked again, and quickly nodded again, "It's really delicious--except for the ones I tasted at Hogwarts these days, I haven't tasted so good. Food."

When Maca heard it, she smiled immediately:

"It's just because you haven't tasted the real delicacy yet."

On the other side, Sirius was startled as he listened.

"You mean—"

"Well, even though the tavernkeeper is also an ordinary wizard, he is no longer Ted Glyman." Marcario nodded slightly, "Although it is not yet certain who it is--maybe it is called Maybe'Martin' or something, but this is not so important to us."

"Now what I care more about is how many people like him are hidden in the British magic world..."

When Maca finished saying these words, the small woods fell silent. The three of them were thinking about their own thoughts secretly, imagining how they should start their actions next.

After a while, Maca said again:

"In short, your exploration work will continue-as we said before, don't act rashly after discovering the abnormality, just notify me directly."

"Okay," Sirius immediately responded, "What about the African magic world? On the Vagadu side, are we really just watching?"

"This is all that is needed at the moment," Macka said. "As long as the federation doesn't take the initiative to contact me, it proves that things have not reached the worst point-don't worry! Mr. Akinbad is not a fool. People, since he knows the situation of Vagado better than us at the moment, we might as well trust his judgment."

After watching Sirius' Apparition move away from here, Maca motioned to the windbreaker wizard and walked out of the grove to the school gate.

Turning back a little, the hillside not far away was bathed in the afternoon sun, and even the busy Muggles over there gave a dazzling brilliance.

……

"Maca!"

"Well, what's the matter?"

As soon as he entered the lawn of Hogwarts forecourt, Maca saw Ginny standing on the side of the road with an anxious face.

"Why are you standing here? Are you waiting for me?"

As soon as Ginny saw Maca appear, she immediately ran over and took his arm and ran towards the castle.

"Maca," she said as she ran, "It's Harry—it's been almost three hours since he entered the training room. But because Hermione insisted that none of us open the door. Check, so everyone is still waiting there..."

Following Ginny all the way to the door of the responsive room, he saw the four of Hermione, Luna, Ron, and Neville squatting or standing in the corridor, obviously not in the mood to go. The afternoon class is over.

Seeing Ginny dragging Maca to come, everyone gathered one after another.

When Maca saw this, he said immediately:

"Ginny told me the specifics on the road. Hermione, your decision is correct—don't worry, just go to the corner of the corridor and wait. I'll just go in alone."

Speaking of the way, he turned his head to the windbreaker wizard again:

"You go with them too! If there is something--"

Before he finished speaking, Maca shook his head.

"Forget it, nothing...you go over there and wait!"

After everyone left the corridor closest to the door of the responsive room, Maca stretched out his left hand and placed it on the door handle. At the same time, there was already a staff in his right hand.

"Click."

Turning the doorknob to open the door leaf, he lifted his foot to step into the door, and did not suffer any attack during the whole action.

When he entered the responsive room and stepped on the smooth floor, a figure standing in the center of the room suddenly caught his eye.

Undoubtedly, that was Harry!

However, he saw him holding the hilt of the Gryffindor sword with both hands, and erecting the shining sword in front of him. And his right eye was staring at the other himself in the sword, and he didn't move at all.

At Harry's feet, the sorting hat slumped on the floor softly, looking bored.

"Maca, are you here?"

"If I don't come again, the sun should go down outside in a while!"

Angrily returned, Maca turned around and closed the door of the responsive room.

After that, he was about to pace towards Harry, but in the next moment he stopped walking forward with a subtle expression.

"Don't bother him! Hey, Harry might be really hopeful this time!"

Maca suddenly realized that this familiar voice was not the weak sorting hat.

Turning around again and looking up, he immediately saw this time, a slightly hazy figure was sitting relaxedly on the bench next to the wall.

The figure is holding a thick book, looking down casually, but his body is faintly shining with a layer of white light.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Maca discovered that the book was the relic left by Dumbledore to Harry. It was a story book with several stories about Gryffindor—"Golden Griffin from the Wilderness".

But after Maca subtly called out the name~IndoMTL.com~, the figure slowly shook his head.

"Albus Dumbledore has left. This is something even Fox knows—what, did Severus not give you the'key'? Or, you didn't give it Put it in the meditation basin and have a look?"

Maca naturally knows that the "key" he said refers to the special memory flakes, but Maca pouted at the moment:

"No, what's so interesting?"

"Oh, forget it..." The other party shrugged decisively and smiled, "At least you should try the Bibi Duo flavored beans! The smell of dragon dung, vomiting and booger in it I've been picked out, I think you should try it."

"Really?"

Maka heard him say that, and was too lazy to complain about some of them, so he just waved his hand and said:

"I don't think you have much time, so don't talk about some of these... Do you want to help Harry, then it's better to take advantage of it now!"

"Oh, do you feel it too?"

As the "Dumbledore" looked at Harry, Maca also stepped forward, craned his neck and looked left and right between Harry and the Gryffindor sword.

But after that, he whispered:

"Unfortunately, there are some hopes, but the rules of the soul are not so easy to comprehend... I hope that he can get the approval of the will of Gryffindor left in the sword this time, at least It can also prevent him from grabbing this sword and hacking people everywhere!"

On the other side, Dumbledore said nothing.

I saw him gently close the book in his hand, then stood up and walked to Harry's side. Then, Maca saw him leaning over and picking up the sorting hat, and placed it on Harry's head.

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