Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1903: Failed conversation

"Albus Dumbledore, we are the smartest student ever at Hogwarts—everyone thought so at the time, whether it was a classmate or a professor. Did you know? Back then, we were all called He is'Dumbledore of Hogwarts', because he alone can represent the entire school, which is impossible for even the professor or even the principal..."

Listening to the old voice coming from behind, Maca did not look back, but still looked at the ice coffin that he had built by himself not far away...or, more accurately, looked at the ice. Dumbledore's body is still clearly visible in the coffin.

Maca knew that the old man who followed him was also looking at it now.

When the other party's voice settled slightly, Maca said:

"'Dumbledore of Hogwarts'...this is indeed a very appropriate title. Leaving aside some personal matters, this school is the one that the professor is most concerned about."

"However."

But when Maca finished speaking, he heard old Aslan suddenly say:

"In the end, he still gave you the things he couldn't give up."

It's just that Maca didn't continue this topic, and he suddenly changed his words:

"Sir, you and Professor Dumbledore were classmates?"

"Huh? Yeah!" Old Aslan nodded, "I'm two terms lower than Albus-I just enrolled when he was in third grade and started taking elective courses."

"Really?" Maca couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the words. "When the professor was young, he should be a very handsome and handsome guy? He is tall, white, and in good shape. Coupled with excellent grades...'being funny', she is definitely the prince charming in the hearts of many female students."

"Oh, of course-Albus is very popular among male and female students."

After Maca mentioned this, Old Aslan couldn't help but fall into the memories of the year. But soon he woke up from it, because he found that this topic seemed to be being biased by Maca.

After a short pause, he said again:

"Child, if you want to learn about Albus's deeds when he was young, you can follow me to the place where I lived over the years-I wrote some diaries back then, if you are interested, I can give you Pick out a few books and read them."

"But now..." he said, and suddenly turned his head to look at Maca, "Child, can you tell me what you plan to do next for this disaster?"

After that, Maca did not speak.

Perhaps seeing that Maca did not immediately respond after hearing this, the old man paused slightly and then continued:

"My child, you are a student who has been personally recognized by Albus. Judging from the facts today, his choice is obviously correct-you can almost say that it was only one person over this period of time. His power competed with Na Haierbo. He protected his friends, classmates, teachers and students throughout the school, and even many ordinary wizards and Muggles..."

"It's just," he frowned when he said this. "There are actually many people who can see it right now-even you, are you a little weak?"

What the old Aslan said was indeed the truth. It can be said that he was very accurate in seeing the situation.

Although Maca has gone deep into the mist again, he landed in Winchester and bit the "throat" of Helbo in London, and Hermione and the others also took the opportunity to counterattack during this time. The British land is barely a firm foothold.

However, it is still Helbo who currently dominates the situation-this obviously hasn't changed.

However, Maca didn't make any special response to the "blunt words" of Old Aslan. Seeing that he was still staring at Dumbledore’s ice coffin, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly said:

"Old sir, there is one thing you actually said wrong. Professor Dumbledore's wisdom is undoubted, but...what should I say? All this is not his choice."

"What do you mean?" Old Aslan was taken aback.

"Didn't you just say that Professor Dumbledore chose me? But in fact, he just gave me the matter of dealing with Voldemort, and after that...the development of the situation has gone beyond' Everyone’s expectations."

The "everyone" of Maca actually even includes Rowena Ravenclaw, but this is not something Old Aslan can know.

And Maca, apparently did not mention Rowena's plan with the other party.

Speaking of this, Maca withdrew his gaze from the ice coffin again, and cast his attention to the lake in front of him again. Facing the breeze blowing from the lake, he took a deep breath of fresh and cool air, and then said:

"Sir, I know that you drove back all the way to save this'homeland', and it seems natural to choose Hogwarts as the starting point for the struggle...Oh, you just wanted to ask What's my next plan? Although I can't tell you the specific plan, I must tell you-take them and leave here as soon as possible!"

"Why?" Aslan frowned, puzzled, "Nowadays Haierbo's attention has always been focused on the south, so naturally here in the north is a relatively safer place... shouldn't it be the case? "

Unfortunately, Maca did not give him a reasonable answer.

"No need to ask, let's go! You can leave on your own-you can go to Weymouth or France. For the sake of Professor Dumbledore, I won't rush you."

It must be said that since Maca appeared at Hogwarts, it seems to have been very rude. Such a performance, even in the eyes of the old Aslan who saw him for the first time, felt that it was not quite right.

However, the old wizard, who is quite strong and insightful, also knows very well that the young man in front of him definitely has such a "you're welcome" confidence.

To put it bluntly, ~IndoMTL.com~ If Maca has to behave arrogantly and unreasonably, there is nothing that others can do with him.

The next moment when Maca said these words, Willie, who had been by his side from the beginning, raised the wand again and pointed the tip of the wand in the direction of Old Aslan.

Look at her as if she was saying that Maca doesn't "do it", but she can.

"Are you... Maca McLean on earth?"

When he saw Maca suddenly turned his face, Old Aslan, who was still sure of his identity in his heart, was not so sure. Just with his experience and knowledge, naturally he would not be as impulsive as the young wizard before.

After pondering for a while, the old wizard finally stepped back and gradually left the lake where Maca was.

Only then did Maca put his hand on Willie's arm and sighed:

"Let's put it down! I'm too tired to hold it."

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