Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 175: Secrets and friendship

"Harry... Are you... okay?"

Ron was standing at the door, his eyes fixed on Harry, his face as pale as a newly painted wall.

"What do you think?" Harry said coldly.

Ron pursed his lips and lowered his head, a struggling flashed across his face hidden in the shadows. Then he raised his head again, looked at Harry, and then at Hermione. The depression that had been temporarily suppressed because of worrying about Harry became agitated again.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Through today's affairs, I found out that I did misunderstand you in certain things..." He continued angrily, "but"

His expression was so frozen on his face, and the words in his mouth seemed to be firmly blocked by some emotion.

It seems that some things are not so easy to talk about.

"Speak out what you want to say, keep in your heart, and others will never know." Maca, who has been silent by the side, suddenly said such a sentence.

Ron, who was originally unwilling to hear this sentence, immediately glanced at Maca in horror.

"What...no, I..." He was nervously almost speechless, "I don't, you...no, you can't know what I'm thinking."

Harry's original cold expression turned into doubt because of Ron's sudden panic; and the same was true for Hermione, who was always on the sidelines but stopped talking.

"You will always misunderstand others. I thought you knew it very well." Maca said, "If you have something in your heart and don't explain it, others will also misunderstand you, right? ?"

Ron looked at Maca with a tangled face, then glanced at Hermione secretly, hesitatingly said: "But...I can't tell..."

"Then you just admit that something is in your heart?" Maca said calmly.

Ron was forced into speechless by him, and his face was suddenly full of regret.

"...Cheat!" he yelled.

Not far away, Fleur Delacour quietly observed the situation here, and she seemed to be interested in these gossips.

Maca looked at Ron and said seriously: "Everyone will have a few secrets that belong only to themselves, which we can all understand. However, if you anger others because of your secrets..."

He increased his tone and said: "Ron, I believe you don't want to lose every real friend, right?"

Ron gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, the color of struggle revealed.

Hermione stood beside nervously, and she looked at this and that.

"...You are the least qualified to tell me this," he muttered softly, then raised his head sharply, "Harry, I'm sorry! We"

Harry knew Ron was going to apologize to him, and he suddenly realized that he didn't need to listen to him apologize.

"We are still friends," he said quickly before Ron could say it, "forget about it."

"No," Ron said, "I shouldn't"

"Forget about it." Harry said.

Ron grinned uneasily at him, and Harry smiled back at him.

At this moment, Hermione burst into tears.

"What is there to cry about!" Harry said to her inexplicably.

"You two are so stupid!" she yelled, stomping her feet **** the ground, tears streaming down her chest.

Then, before they could stop them, she gave each of them a hug, and then took advantage of the situation and hugged Maca who was sitting on the side.

After Hermione hugged all three of them, she turned around and ran out of the emergency tent. There was a faint strange movement outside of me that I didn't know if it was crying or laughing, and it faded away as Hermione left.

"Both of them are one second, and when I am here, it becomes three seconds..." Maca's mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered in his heart, "It seems to have gotten into trouble without knowing it..."

"She's crazy," Ron glanced at Maca subconsciously, then shook his head, "Harry, Maca. Let's go, they are going to rate you..."

Harry picked up the box and the flying broomstick, feeling extremely happy. He couldn't believe that he would be in such a good mood an hour ago.

They bowed their heads and walked out of the tent. Ron followed, talking like a cannon. The taciturn for this period of time seemed to suffocate him.

"Harry, your performance was the best just now! No one is as good as you! You killed a dragon... But at the end, what happened to you? It looks really a bit Something is wrong..."

"By the way, speaking of this, there is also Maca! What happened to you? Why did you enter Azkaban? Was it really framed by the Ministry of Magic? Also, during the World Cup finals, you It's...really, you and those people...that's really a bit scary! I heard everyone talking about this secretly, but no one dare to say it clearly!"

"Are you talking about those Death Eaters?" Maca shook his head, expressing meaningfully, "This is not something you should know, all you need to do is trust your good friend, nothing more."

"Oh well, I've always believed in you, haven't I since then?" Ron shrugged.

"The'good friend' I said does not refer to myself, but the one around you." Maca casually said, "I think your good friend should have something to tell you...Of course, here Obviously not a good place to talk."

"You know?" Harry said in surprise, "You know, Hermione and I will know soon..."

"I don't know." Maca squeezed a mysterious smile at Harry, and he continued, "I don't want to know either."

At this time, they have come to the edge of the field.

The fire dragons in the arena have been taken away, and they can see the five referees sitting on the right, sitting on elevated golden chairs.

"The highest score for each person cannot exceed ten." Ron couldn't help but say.

They saw that Hermione was already waiting for them in the arena. Her eyes looked a little red, but her head was obviously much stronger than it was at first.

The referees gave the four Warriors their most accurate scores in turn. When the scores were summarized, the audience gave them warm applause and thanked them for bringing you such a wonderful experience. the match of.

As far as the final total score is concerned, except for Hermione who only scored 34 points, the scores of the other three are not too different:

Furong scored 38 points, of which the only 9 points were given by Mrs. Maxim; Maca scored 40 points, and quickly found the box to make up for his low-key performance; and Harry scored 43 points, which is wonderful with the dragon. Fighting made Mr. Bagman decisively give a 10 points, let him firmly ranked first.

While talking, Harry and Ron went back to the tent in the resting place with everyone. It could be seen that Ron, who had cast aside the gloom in his heart, returned to his usual appearance, talking excitedly.

"Everyone did a good job!" Ludo Bagman said, and he briskly jumped into the tent, looking happy, as if he had just killed a fire dragon.

"Well, I only have a few words to say that the second project will start at 9:30 am on February 24th next year! Before that, you can rest for a long time"

"However, we have to leave some questions for you to consider! Yes, the secret is hidden in the box! You must find a way to open it that will tell you what the second project is, and you can be prepared!"

Finally, he said loudly: "Is everything clear, no problem? Okay, let's go!"

That night, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to the owl shed to find a school owl. Harry wanted to send a letter to Sirius, telling him that he had killed a fire dragon with his own hands.

The letter was much longer and heavier than usual. Harry couldn’t help describing to Sirius how he dealt with several fire dragons, how to move around, dodge from side to side, and how to hold it. The Gryffindor sword cut open the fire dragon's neck.

Of course, I have to ask Black by the way, maybe he will know why he is in that situation.

After they watched the owl disappear into the night sky~IndoMTL.com~ Ron hurriedly urged: "Well, Harry, we'd better go downstairs to the surprise party for you, Fred and George are sure A lot of delicious food has been stolen from the kitchen."

Sure enough, when they walked into the Gryffindor common room, cheers and noise broke out again.

There are small hills of cakes on the tables and chairs, as well as a jug of pumpkin juice and butter beer.

Li Jordan set off some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air. Dean Thomas, who is good at painting, hung up several eye-catching new banners, most of which showed Harry riding a broom and swinging a sword to slay a fire dragon, but there were also two showing Hermione throwing a sword into the air. Picture.

Harry and the others also called Maca, but Maca just waved his hand and left alone.

He's been trying to deal with that basilisk horn recently, which looks very inconspicuous on the huge basilisk head, but when it is held in the hand, it looks very large.

Although he has seen it in the literature, Salazar Slytherin used it to make the core of a magic wand. But he didn't have a clue as to how to do it.

The basilisk's horns are solid, and there are no nerves inside, and it is impossible to see how to deal with it. But since Salazar has done it, it means there will always be a way, but he hasn't thought of it yet.

As for the box he got in the first project, he didn't even look at it. He took it back and put it directly on the bedside cabinet. The second project will not start until three months later, so much time!

December brought high winds and rain and snow to Hogwarts. The temperature is getting lower and lower, but the wonderful scenes in the first project made all the students who talked about it forget about the cold.

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