Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1945: Death invitation

The seal failed.

This is not because the stone box imitated by Maca doesn't work, but because... it hasn't had time to perform its due effect.

When Maca only felt a trance in his mind and came back to his senses again, he found that the stone box he was about to use had been left on the ground at some point.

And his hand reached out to the vicinity of the black box again.

Maca is sure that he has always resisted the seductive power it exudes. In other words, what caused him to stretch his hand to the black box involuntarily was indeed another thing he couldn't detect.

"So, what else is continuously affecting you?"

He stepped back subconsciously again, letting himself get away from the weird black box again, frowning and thinking deeply. Even in order to prevent himself from trying to touch the black box unconsciously, he hasn't cast a spell on his own hands, directly causing them to stick to each other.

It's a pity, it seems that the whole world is telling him bluntly that all these measures he has done are in vain-as he is thinking about countermeasures, the familiar scene repeats itself again.

This time, even without Maca's attention, he inexplicably unlocked the powerful paste curse he had just applied on his hand, and then walked to the black box again and stretched out his hand.

If you observe for yourself, you can find that the distance between his hand and the black box is getting closer every time, and this time it almost really touches the surface of the black box's lid.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch the lid of the box, he saw a hazy ripple swayed in the Devouring Mirror directly in front of him. At the same time, a hand suddenly protruded from the chaotic mirror and clasped Maca's wrist accurately.

"McLean, wake up."

A voice murmured from the other side of the mirror, awakening Maca who was still immersed in thought. Maca looked down at his right hand, which was being firmly grasped, and then followed the opponent's arm with a dazed expression and looked at the Devouring Mirror.

The world in the mirror is still chaotic and difficult to understand. Maca can only vaguely see from it. There is a figure wearing a black felt coat and short white hair standing in it. The whole person follows in the mirror. The chaotic mist surging slightly distorted and deformed.

Only one arm is sticking out from the mirror, clasping his right wrist tightly.

But...Yes, Maca recognizes him.

"Mr. Greenward, long time no see." Maca let the opponent grab his wrist and said, "I thought you might have found Professor Dumbledore... haven't you?"

As soon as the voice fell, he heard the voice coming out of the mirror again:

"It was Albus who asked me to come."

"Oh, should I congratulate you first?" Maca nodded clearly, "Then, the professor? I thought he should be the one who came to see me, but I didn't expect to... The decision to put the mirror here is correct, but you are the one who came to help me."

"Because Albus has other things to do... you put this thing in front of the Devouring Mirror, which just pointed out a new path for us, and he is going to see it now."

In the mirror, while talking, Greenward glanced down at his feet.

It wasn't until then that Maca realized that the black box was already reflected in the mirror's world with the mirror. It's just that because the world in the mirror is too vague and chaotic for Maca, if Greenward doesn't look at it, Maca can hardly even detect it.

After the other party looked down and took a look, Maca heard him continue to say:

"McLean, Albus wants me to tell you--if it doesn't work, you can also come over and travel with us. Because death is not terrible."

"Did the professor say that?"

Maca was about to scratch his head with his left hand, but found that she almost reached out to touch the black box again, hurriedly shook her arm and put her hand in her pocket, then said:

"The words that came out of your mouth are really convincing...but, yes! Let me think about it again..."

Said to go to them, in fact, it is to make Maca give up his life too-with Dumbledore and Greenward leading the way, maybe Maca can really go to the one that Dumbledore once took him to meet The place I've been.

More importantly, when he goes there, he no longer has to worry about unwittingly opening the **** box at his feet.

However...

"By the way, have you seen Helbo's remnant soul over there?" Maca suddenly changed the subject, "I think you should know what you said—that guy made this mirror Became his Horcrux."

"I have seen it," when Greenward heard it, Dang even replied, "It's a piece of paper with some faded ancient Greek writing on it."

"The note?" Maca was startled, but quickly shook his head, "Anything will do... Anyway, can you help me destroy it? If Helbo is still there, I will Are you willing to die, but you dare not die?"

Unfortunately, Greenward immediately said:

"Can’t do it—Albus and I are just bystanders. On this side, it’s hard for the rules to affect us, and it’s hard for us to interfere with the rules...you can only be a spectator. Reach out like this One hand is the limit-maybe Albus can do more, but even he can't break the rules."

"Listening to what you said~IndoMTL.com~I find that I don't want to go to your side even more." Maca curled his lips when he heard the words.

"But here, you can pursue the truth without restrictions."

Greenward said, but Maca found that his hand had begun to blur, and the strength to clasp his wrist was obviously weakening rapidly.

"Time is up," Greenward quietly let go of Maca's arm, and retracted his hand into the world inside the mirror, "I should go... McLean, think about it! You are a real The wizard of the world—at least I and Albus think that we didn’t look away."

"Hey, wait! You haven't told me clearly about this black box--"

Maca originally wanted to say something more, after all, it was rare to wait for someone to negotiate. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar wave of magical power suddenly appeared outside the cave, and he began to gradually approach here.

"Huh? Helbo is here... Anyway, wait a minute! Mr. Greenward, at least you have to do me a favor!"