Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1148: Dead man

? "Teacher, I have been in contact with a guy named Martin some time ago-he seems to be the apprentice the teacher you took. So, according to the teacher's request last time, I watched him secretly for a while, but ..."

In a hut on a deserted beach by the sea, a short figure is sitting in the bedroom. And on the wall opposite to the figure, the eyes of the figure in the portrait flickered with black flames.

"Martin..."

The person in the canvas suddenly spoke, but saw that his whole body was still motionless, only a pair of lips were slightly opened and closed, and a chilling hollow voice came out.

I heard that voice after repeating the name, and soon said quietly:

"You don’t need to monitor this person. He is different from the other apprentices and has another use for me. Well, besides him, you continue to monitor the other apprentices, if necessary...as my designated surveillance You can decide for yourself whether to clean up some useless people."

"Yes, I see, teacher!"

"Also, remember to proceed cautiously...Although I can let McLean not have much time to study the secret changes in the magic world for the time being, if some things are done too conspicuously, I don't think you can escape from his hands. . Hum... I have to say, compared to that young man, you little guys are far behind... Don't be careless."

The short wizard was silent for a few seconds unconvinced, but finally nodded honestly.

"...Yes."

However, the owner of the voice in the portrait didn't seem to have heard his answer at all. As early as when he was silent, the pair of eyes braving the black flames had already dimmed suddenly.

The short wizard sat in front of the picture frame for a while. Seeing that the portrait in the painting was quiet, he lifted his hood backhand and hammered the bedside table with a muffled sound.

"Isn't it that Maca McLean? Although that kid is indeed a genius, he doesn't make me feel like...as if in front of that guy, it's just a pile of trash that can be thrown away at any time, right?"

After that, he tapped again, then stood up and left the bedroom with a dissatisfaction.

Obviously, this little wizard is the same dwarf that Martin met last time in the Dragon Sleeping Bar in the black market.

Because he can look at the soul by nature, he has more favor than other apprentices in front of Helbo, and even has the right to monitor and even deal with those disobedient colleagues.

To be honest, this right is indeed very big-although in Helbo's eyes, there is not much difference in the number of apprentices he accepts casually.

The dwarf wizard who walked to the outside stood for a while in this simple living room, and sulked for a few minutes before taking a wooden cup to the bucket outside the house to scoop a glass of clear water and drank it.

It can be seen that he doesn't seem to have much demand for his own life. When you are thirsty, drink a glass of water, and when you are hungry, eat some bread to satisfy your hunger. There are almost no daily necessities where you live.

It must be said that anyone who came here to see this kind of sight would never have thought that this dwarf wizard was an outstanding talent who was proficient in both potions and modern alchemy.

Of course, the reason why this guy studies these two subjects at the same time is indeed not for Jin Jialong.

In fact, he only delved into them in order to find a way to fundamentally solve his own natural defects.

But it’s a pity that even if he tried to turn himself into a werewolf, he could only turn into a "dwarf werewolf" on the night of the full moon-that's more than he would under normal circumstances. A little bit taller, but only a little bit, nothing more.

For this reason, he has to make up enough wolf poison potions for himself every month, which is really not worth the gain.

Until, when he was wandering around the seaside one night, dispelling the large amount of depression accumulated due to magic research, Helbo appeared.

Just staying in his house for just three days, Helbo easily improved the shortcomings in his pedigree.

Now, he can maintain a normal physique for at least five days a month, and this time is still extending as his blood and body fit together.

He finally got what he wanted. Naturally, he was unparalleled in gratitude to Helbo. In addition, his talent was also quite outstanding. Helbo easily accepted him as an apprentice before he left.

Seriously, just listening to this process of acquaintance is really a good story. Unfortunately, the two protagonists in this story are not good people.

Halbo needn't mention it, just talk about the dwarf wizard.

Perhaps it is due to being discriminated against from childhood to most people, so that a particularly distorted value has gradually formed. If someone treats him well, he may not appreciate it; but if someone treats him badly, he will definitely repay it twice.

To make matters worse, he is not only short-tempered, but also extremely jealous. Even for those who are inferior to him, he can always find something better than himself from the opponent, and no matter how bad, there is a natural gap for him to hate each other.

So, Helbo can make him feel sincerely grateful, which is really not an easy task.

At the moment, the jealousy of Maca can't help but irritate him again, and what makes him even more angry is the praise of that McLean by his respected teacher Helbo.

Is it true that I can't compare to that kid anywhere?

As usual, he swayed along this rocky beach, humming and kicking the pebble shells at his feet as he walked, imagining them as the hateful one by one. Maca McLean.

"No, I heard that McLean doesn't know anything about alchemy... at least my alchemy must be much better than him!"

For a second, think about it, modern alchemy really has nothing to make him proud of. Except for the deceased Nico LeMay, where is the real alchemy master in the world?

As a wizard who has studied modern alchemy in depth, he knows this truth well.

"Damn—"

Suddenly stretched out his foot again and kicked a shell into the sea far away, before he stood still and took a few deep breaths.

No matter how hot his temper is, he knows when to make trouble and when to stop. Without this endurance, he wouldn't have achieved what he is now.

Know that, whether it's potions or alchemy, patience is indispensable for either!

After sorting out his mind, his angry face suddenly calmed down, only a trace of coldness and viciousness remained in his eyes.

"The two pure bloods who always ignore the teacher's orders... I will take you to vent today."

Before the words fell, he saw his figure twisted for a while, and immediately disappeared on this beach.

……

As Helbo brought the formation that led the meteorite to fall to the Hogwarts gate, Maca spent a lot of time and energy trying to deal with it.

Just like what Haierbo said to the dwarf wizard, he abruptly restrained Maca, which enabled apprentices such as Martin to act in the dark.

However, even so, the power of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not a display.

Dumbledore has undergone a lot of adjustments since he handed over the power he formed to Maca. Some old members quit, and some new members join.

In general, the main staff is indeed much less than Dumbledore back then, but Maca has attracted more ordinary members under the Order of the Phoenix.

Till now, the most people in the Order of the Phoenix are not the combatants, but the investigators who are almost everywhere. Not to mention anything else, Lupin and Sirius, who were still hiding in the dark, are now serving as Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. It can be seen that Maca attaches surprisingly great importance to the value of "eyes."

So, nowadays, it is not easy to do things away from the sight of the Order of the Phoenix.

In the evening of the same day, in the Auror office of the Ministry of Magic, Lupin was doing his job-sorting out the intelligence information recently collected from various channels.

"Sirius, don't be idle there anymore! Now that there are more and more information, I can't finish screening even if I'm busy all night... If you have nothing to do, you can help me deal with some Ah!"

"Huh?"

Sirius, sitting on the other side of the sofa, tilted his legs, shook the coffee cup in his hand, and shook his head lazily.

"Don't do it...I wandered outside all night yesterday, and I still can't sleep today, and now I'm so sleepy! Do you want me to knock on the sobriety to help you work?"

"What's wrong?" Lupin turned over the files on the desk and said without looking up, "Drinking too much can make Maca detox for you, but it's just a few days of diarrhea. ......Huh?"

He was talking casually, and suddenly it seemed that he had seen something valuable in the intelligence materials~IndoMTL.com~ A little hum.

After a short while, he picked up a pen to write quickly on the document.

"Okay!" Lu Ping wrote, distracted, "you don't have to help me...Look, the task you are responsible for has already come to your door!"

After writing a line in a hurry, he picked up the wand at the table and waved it towards Sirius. The information automatically floated to the other side with his movements.

"After reading it, copy it by yourself, and then put the original in Kingsley's file basket for me by the way-you know which one it is!"

One piece of Sirius with his legs crossed, he immediately took over the information, frowned and looked through it carefully. When he finished reading it all, his brows were obviously frowned.

Not long after, Sirius who was thinking about it could not help but tweeted, muttering to himself:

"At this moment...dead?"

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