Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 126: The shadow strikes
Charlotte's request was actually embarrassing for Maca, because even if she was given a new lesson, it was too late. And his learning style is really not suitable for other students-this can be seen from the way Harry and the others listened to him telling the theory of the patron saint.
In the end, Charlotte really couldn’t help but entangled him and borrowed her notes--no matter whether she could understand it or not, at least the knowledge of the upper grades Maca has been somewhat studied. .
a few days later...
Buckbeak’s appeal date was set on the 6th, which coincidentally coincides with the end date of the exam.
However, unfortunate things also happened.
Just as Maca learned the date of the appeal from Hermione, his owl Marfa sent him a letter-signed by Brand, his partner.
"...In the near future, there is an urgent need to travel, but I also hope to find time to come to the store to discuss consignment matters during the closing period."
Maca finished reading the letter, after a little consideration, he decided to go at night.
After all, the exam will start tomorrow, and then there will be no way to run around. Because every time Hogwarts enters the exam period, the inspections in the castle will be much more detailed, even if it is hidden, it may not be easy to avoid the taking turns of several professors.
What's more, the exam is only a week, so there is no need to mess around.
That night, Maca took advantage of the silence of the night, avoiding Filch's search route in a familiar manner, and quickly got into the secret road under the beating willow.
The secret road is as dark as ever. Even though Maca has something to illuminate it, the light still can't go far away. Looking ahead, nothing is dark and can't be seen.
But the number of times Maca has walked this secret path, he can even reach the Screaming Shack with his eyes closed, which he is accustomed to.
Maca kept running under her feet, bending over and trotting, and quickly ran through three-quarters of the secret road.
However, at that moment, he saw an unusual thing lying in the middle of the secret road, blocking his way!
Maca immediately stopped, and subconsciously pulled out the wand with his right hand.
The thing is still hidden beyond the reach of the light. From him, only a vague outline can be seen.
"...corpse?" Maca hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached.
The wand in his hand is steadily pointed at the front, it seems that as long as there is movement, the curse that is ready to be cast will be released immediately.
But until he could see what the thing was, the expected attack did not appear.
"Black?" Maca frowned, and then walked forward quickly, "Uncle Black, wake up--"
It is Sirius Black who is leaning on the stone wall of the secret passage. If you want to be more precise, it is Sirius Black who is completely in a coma.
His wand rolled down a short distance beside him, and his breathing was already quite weak.
After Maca took a cursory inspection, he immediately discovered that the front of Black's clothes had been torn in half, and on his half-exposed chest, there was a fist-sized bruise slightly collapsed.
"...The rib is broken." Maca reached out and touched it, then muttered to herself like confirmation.
And when he simply pulled off Black's shirt to take a closer look, he found another bruise on Black's waist. It may be lighter than the chest injury, but it may have hurt the internal organs...
Maca immediately took out a bottle of potion, then raised Black's neck and poured the entire bottle of potion into it.
While waiting for the effect of the medicine to come out, Maca fell into deep thought.
This time the situation is really beyond his expectation, and what happened, I am afraid I can only find out when Black wakes up.
Fortunately, Black suffered only physical damage. If there is any tricky magic damage, it is very likely that it will not get better in a short while.
After waiting for a moment, Black suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huh..." He seemed to be frightened, and suddenly he supported the ground and thought of getting up, but his injuries didn't allow him to do so at all.
Black grunted, and fell back on the cold ground.
"Uncle Black, there is no danger here," Maca, who was also leaning on the rock wall, said, "What happened? How could you get hurt like this?"
Black gave him a confused look, and it took a while to get over.
"...Peter," he muttered vaguely, his voice hoarse and low, "that must be Peter...but...why..."
He seemed to want to say something, but the next moment he fainted again.
"Peter Pettigrew?" Maca's brows frowned tighter. "He attacked Black? What's the reason?"
Peter, the petty dwarf, is undoubtedly synonymous with timidity. It is almost impossible for him to fight Black-he has been at large from start to finish, even after successfully deceiving everyone back then, he is still at large .
How could a coward like this attack Sirius Black, whom he has always envied and jealous of?
Not to mention, with Peter's strength, even a sneak attack would be difficult to label Black like this. Maca had personally learned about Sirius' combat level.
However, the facts are in front of him, but he can't tolerate his disbelief.
"Maybe...what help did Peter Pettigrew ask for?"
Until now, Maca can only guess like this.
Seeing that Black seemed to have fallen into a deeper recovery from a coma, Maca understood that the effect of the medicine had been fully exerted. In a short time, Black shouldn't wake up again.
After thinking about it, he took Blake and rushed to Tyrande's shop.
But he just came to the screaming shed, only to find a mess outside.
is on the street, a large number of dementors are wandering back and forth, and there are still some vague figures holding their wands searching everywhere. Maca guessed that it must be a group of Aurors-the Ministry of Magic has already taken action!
On both sides of the street, most houses have their doors closed, but the light from the windows shows that the wizards are still awake.
And in a room not far from the Screaming Shack, someone was arguing loudly about something. The volume was so loud that even Maca could faintly hear it.
He couldn't help but put Black flat on the floor, and then he leaned against the wooden wall and leaned carefully. It sounded...
"...I definitely can't stay here! Just say, would you like to stay with me?"
"Oh, my dear... this is my family’s ancestral home for generations, I can’t just--"
"Say these words to those dementors outside!"
"But—"
"But what? Oh-yes, and that evil weirdo, that must be a very dangerous dark wizard! If you care about your house so much, then discuss with him and see if he can let him How many more weeks will you stay?"
"Don't be like this, my dear..."
"Let go of my hand! You want to die, my child and I must live! Let go..."
In the screaming shack, Maca calmly thought and speculated while sorting out the information he had obtained during the conversation. But this time the incident was too sudden, and the blind guesses were of little value.
In this situation, bringing Black will definitely hinder the action. For safety's sake, he decided to talk to Hogwarts first.
As for the matter here, let the people from the Ministry of Magic investigate it first!
However, if there is a possibility that things will go bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will unexpectedly appear in front of you and catch you by surprise.
Just as Maca and Blake were about to go back to the secret path, behind him, a figure surrounded by black smoke burst into the wall.
Almost at the same time, a hand wrapped in black energy swiftly grabbed the back of Maca's head!
For a while, the strong wind disturbed Maca's black hair, and the strong suffocation was still almost real.
Just at the moment of the moment, while Maca bends forward, he throws Blake into the corner with a wave of his magic wand.
The moment he lowered his head and leaned over, the hand that suddenly struck passed over the ends of Maca's hair, and a chill immediately spread throughout his body.
Since Maca enrolled in Hogwarts~IndoMTL.com~ This is the first time he has felt a real death threat.
The moment that hand brushed the back of his head, the strong wind from the other party's wave directly sent him a message-if he was hit by that, his brain would definitely be opened. Up the scoop.
The next second, Maca fell heavily on the floor, making a dull landing sound.
Under such a crisis, the merits of his loss of emotions are completely revealed.
Regardless of the severe pain caused by the whole body being hit on the floor, Maca immediately turned over and rolled to the side-as expected, just as he left the place, a foot that was also entangled with black air suddenly stepped on Go there; the strength was so great that even the floor was crushed.
"Shen Feng Wuying!"
Maca, who turned over, chose the highly harmful spell invented by Snape without hesitation. The tip of his wand pointed directly at the other's face. It can be said that the current crisis has forced the scruples in his heart to run out.
The original invisible and invisible cutting spell made the black air pervading the opponent's face agitated. However, it only made the other party raise his head. The next moment, the other party raised his leg again.
Is Maca's own strength too weak, or the opponent's magical defense power is extremely high?
"There are many obstacles!"
This time, Maca didn't believe in the effect of the spell too much. When he released the obstacle spell, he didn't care about the embarrassment, and rolled away again.
"Is it the effect of the black air?" Maca flees from the place, while calmly thinking about countermeasures.
The strong black air completely enveloped the opponent, and in a hurry, it was impossible to confirm the identity of the opponent at all. However, at this time, whether it was Peter Pettigrew or not was no longer so important.