Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 112: Come and go in a hurry

　　In the lobby of McMillan's house, most people are staring at Maca and Charlotte, but the two who are the center of sight do not have the protagonist's consciousness at all.

　　 It didn't take long for them to take most of their attention away from the dance steps.

　　 "...Senior sister, why are you here?" Maca asked casually.

　　"I still want to ask you, junior brother--" Charlotte laughed, "You seem to be particularly fond of activities like this lately?"

　　Maca knew that she was talking about the last graduate party!

　　 He shook his head slightly, and said half-truth: "I didn't just want to do it... I think you should understand what I'm talking about."

　　 Charlotte pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

　　 "I understand what you mean..." she said, "but you won't be a little bit earlier? I only started to really get in touch with these things in the past two years..."

　　 Maca curled his lips and said: "When no one takes care of certain things for you, you always have to do it yourself—some things, it’s never too early."

　　 Charlotte looked at him in surprise, almost speechless.

　　 Neither of them spoke clearly, as if they were playing a puzzle. But both of them knew in their hearts that it was talking about the social problems in this kind of scene at the moment.

　　 In front of the two of them, there are many things that have to be faced.

　　 And let’s not mention Maca’s true thoughts; at least Charlotte obviously refuses the invisible burdens imposed on her by her family.

　　 But these things can't be solved by resistance.

　　 Maybe one or two years later, she will have to marry a pure-blood wizard she has never seen before, and continue the excellent blood of the Werther family; or, she will completely bury the book Xin, using strength and means to seize his position in the family, until he is seventy old and eighty, and then look for the original self.

　　 Or, give up and throw everything away, walk into the family secret room, and use that taboo to destroy the entire Werther family...

　　"...Probably it can't be destroyed, after all, some people have tried it." Charlotte thought about it, but she couldn't help but muttered to herself.

　　 "What?" Maca vaguely noticed something.

　　 Charlotte recovered suddenly, a trace of panic appeared in her eyes, and she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the back door—fortunately, there was no movement there, and her father would not have heard it.

　　 Because she turned her head inexplicably, Maca was slammed by her long hair.

　　 "Oh, sorry—" Charlotte apologized quickly.

　　 Maca waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing, but the dance of the two stopped.

　　 "Go and sit for a while, take a break!" Maca said calmly.

　　 After Charlotte sat down, she closed her mouth abnormally and fell into contemplation. To be honest, this is absolutely rare in her who is always cheerful and smiling.

　　Maca sat opposite her, half leaning back in the chair, and began to ponder her own business.

　　 Not long after, when the young wizards were about to come in uninterestingly, the door to the backyard was opened. Both Mr. Witte and the other two patrons walked in, except for Mr. Witte, the other two had a complicated expression.

　　 "Lottie, it's time to go!" Mr. Witte shouted toward this side.

　　 Charlotte turned her head, a relaxed and natural expression on her face, no more solemnity.

　　 "Sometimes I really don't understand, whether you are older than me or I am older than you!" She whispered with her back to Maca, and then quickly walked towards her father.

　　 "Do you know that boy?" Mr. Witte curiously asked.

　　 Charlotte shrugged and said casually: "That's my junior brother, maybe you have heard his name."

　　 "Oh?" Mr. Witt was even more curious.

　　 "His name is Maca McLean." Charlotte said with a smile.

Mr. 　　Witt nodded with recollection: "Oh, the Hogwarts first-year student who invented the "Xinying Potion"?"

　　 The father and daughter didn't even look at the wizards and wizards who deliberately joined them. They chatted with no one else, and walked out the door together, and soon disappeared at the gate.

　　 In the hall, Maca is almost the only one sitting in a chair without moving. He looked at the bright moon outside the window, but he was searching for all information related to the "Witt family" where Charlotte was.

　　 To be honest, combined with what Charlotte accidentally blurted out just now, some information can still be confirmed.

　　 "It must be the ‘Witt’ family." Maca nodded secretly, then stood up and walked towards Ernie.

　　 Today’s primary purpose is not Charlotte, it was purely a windfall. And some of the information he wanted, he still had to start with Ernie.

　　It's not too complicated to say it. For a question that isn't a secret, it has been a whole day. Now go and ask, today's task is almost complete.

　　 Half an hour later, Maca and Ernie's father talked about each other, and then left the McMillan Mansion.

　　 He can come with Floo powder, but he is not suitable to leave with Floo powder.

　　 At least, it is really not suitable in front of so many people-the scene when he uses Floo fans is too "eye-catching".

　　 When Maca came to the side of the road along the stone path in front of the mansion, he nodded secretly, and then drew his wand from his sleeve and stretched it forward.

　　 That's right, he plans to take the Knight Bus back to Hogwarts.

　　It is really hard to figure out the route of the rider bus, especially when you call for the first time, you must pay attention to the direction of the car.

　　No, people never follow the road...

　　 I saw a huge bright purple silhouette appearing from the woods along the road, and the headlights dazzled people. In an instant, it rushed across the road and stopped beside Maca.

　　 It feels as if it is about to hit!

　　Maca took two steps back and glanced at the front of the car. The golden letters on the windshield formed these words-Knight Bus.

　　"Welcome to the Knight Bus, which is an emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in trouble. Just stretch out your wand and get in the car, and we can take you wherever you want to go. My name is Stan Sunpark, and I am your conductor tonight!"

　　 At the door of the bus, a young man with a pair of windy ears was putting on a professional smile, and speaking cleverly.

　　 "Go to Hogwarts, thank you." Maca put his wand back into his sleeve, and stepped into the car.

　　 "That's a bit far, yes, sixteen silver sico," Stan said, "but if you add three more silver sico, you can get a cup of hot chocolate; add four and you can get A hot water bottle and a toothbrush, the color is up to you."

　　 "No need." Maca took out a golden Jialong, "But if you want me, the hot chocolate in your car is quite expensive."

　　 "Yes, yeah, but that's the best hot chocolate. It looks like a Muggle brand—this is what the purchasing department told me." Stan gave a silver cicco to Maca and shrugged. He shrugged and agreed, "But it's really expensive, and it's still a Muggle product...just a small cup."

　　 He stretched out his hand and compared it, it seemed really small.

　　 There are no seats in the car. There are six beds with brass pillars behind the curtained window. Candles were lit on the brackets beside each bed, illuminating the car walls with wainscoting. There is no one on the bed right now, it's like a chartered car.

　　 "You sleep in this one." Stan said, and took Maca to the front of the bed. The driver sat in an armchair in front of the steering wheel.

　　 "This is our driver, Ern Prun; Ern, this is... well, what's your name?"

　　 "Just call me Maca, sir." Maca nodded to the driver.

　　Ern Poulan is an older wizard, wearing glasses with very thick lenses, and he nods to Maca too.

　　 "Drive, Ern." Stan said, sitting in the armchair next to Ern.

　　 There was another huge bang, and Maca couldn't help but leaned sideways on the bed to avoid hitting the bed bar. This was the result of the speed of the Cavalier bus throwing him back.

　　 is really terrible, doesn't this broken bus have a gentler way of moving?

　　 Maca craned his neck to look at the driver's hand-well, although there are many various buttons, this thing really only has one gear!

　　 The scenery outside the window is changing rapidly like a stream of light~IndoMTL.com~Maca has gradually adapted to it. Slowly, he suddenly noticed the changes.

　　 "This thing really cannot be ignored..." Maca carefully looked at everything around him, trying to deduce some magical principles from it.

　　The speed at which the bus travels is destined to not leave him too much time.

　　 Soon, the Knight Bus arrived at the stop.

　　 Maca got out of the car amidst Stan’s farewell sound. After that, the Knight Bus went away suddenly like a gust of wind.

　　……

　　 Early the next morning, when Maca had just walked into the auditorium to have breakfast, Hermione hurried to him. And immediately behind her were Harry and Ron.

　　 "Maca, a witch came to you yesterday." Hermione said quickly, "She invited Snape away and went to St. Mungo, saying that her mother was sick."

After 　　 said, she added, "She looks very bad."

　　 "Look for me? Who?" Maca thought for a while, but didn't think of anyone.

　　 "She said you are a guest of her restaurant!" Harry said.

　　 "Oh, that restaurant!" Maca nodded, "Then I should go and see-Snape is back?"

　　At this moment, the three of them shook their heads.

　　Maca shrugged and said: "Well, then I'll go to Snape's office for a while..."

　　 As he said, he walked to Hufflepuff’s long table.

　　 "But, at least you have to fill your stomach, right?" Maca said, choosing an empty plate at the table and getting some vegetable salad inside.

　　 "What else happened yesterday?" He asked casually while sandwiching food between meals.