Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2608: A few words

() After handing over the rights and responsibilities of coordinating the overall situation to Hermione, and ensuring that she is indeed competent, Maca naturally took a break.

Of course, to say "leisure" is actually only relative.

Although many complicated but necessary matters are brought together to Hermione, Mrs. Maxim and the three major families to deal with, but when Maca's combat ability and his extraordinary magic knowledge are needed, everyone often I still want to come to him for advice, or simply ask him to help out.

But generally speaking, Maca did have a lot of personal time these days.

It's a pity that at the moment, both the disaster and the counterattack are imminent. Even if it is true that there are not too many tedious mundane tasks to be busy with, it is impossible for him to really relax.

When the night is dark, except for Sarah who has been bringing the alchemy doll by his side most of the time recently, only Luna will come to have a glass of Gordy with him from time to time Root tea, and chatted with him indiscriminately.

Besides that, in most of his free time, Maca only does one thing - that is to spread out his magic notebook on the table, and then hunker down at his desk, writing, write, write.

Until one day, those familiar faces finally appeared from outside the tent again, and then walked in one by one, and displayed them in front of his desk.

Some of these faces are solemn, some are slightly nervous, some have firm eyes, some are shrewd and restrained...Of course, there are still some faces like Harry who tilted their heads slightly and focused their eyes on other places. Among them were those who were watching his plan.

As more and more people gathered in the tent, even with the expansion of the Untraceable Stretching Curse, the place gradually became crowded.

In the end, even if only those who came in were people who were familiar with Maca, there was no room for them to stand inside, so those who came a few steps late could only stay outside the door.

At the desk, Maca naturally knew about the arrival of so many people, but even though he was being watched by so many pairs of eyes, he still kept writing and drawing with a pen.

The unique rustling sound of pen dipped in ink and scratching across the refined parchment echoed in the quiet space of the tent. For some reason, it brought an inexplicable sense of peace to everyone present. feel.

However, everyone gathered here early in the morning, obviously not just to find some sense of security here. Finally, Hermione, who was still standing at the front of the crowd, spoke first, breaking the silence with a single word, as if with a little regret, but extremely firm.

"Maca."

She didn't say any more unnecessary nonsense, because she knew very well that Maca definitely understood the reason why she appeared here with everyone.

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"Click."

Large paragraphs of text finally come to an end with this inconspicuous light pause. Maca held the barrel of the quill pen, allowing the ink to bleed slightly along the fine texture on the paper, making that point look a little clawed.

After such a pause, he casually let go of the pen, and while the quill was slowly flying towards the ink bottle, he raised his head——

This is the first time he has discovered so intuitively, "Oh! So I have known so many people without knowing it?"

A faint, strange sense of accomplishment suddenly enveloped him, making him feel a little satisfied.

"Is it time?"

After scanning the crowd for a while, Maca's gaze focused on Hermione again, and then he asked this question.

Hearing the words, Hermione immediately replied:

"It's not so much 'time's up' as it is—yes, we, are all ready."

"It's really good news," Maca smiled, "It's faster than I expected."

Hearing his words, Hermione didn't say anything else, but just "hummed" very slightly. It's not known if it was purely perfunctory, or there was still some other meaning.

Maka didn't go into it, but closed the diary and held it in his hand, then backed away from the chair, got up, walked around the desk, and came to everyone step by step.

Everyone's eyes moved slightly following his movements until he stood still in front of Harry.

"Do you feel okay? Looks like you're recovering well." Maca looked at Harry and said.

Harry was seriously injured in the battle against Helbo on the eastern German defense line, and even because of Helbo's special magic, there were hidden dangers in the wound that were not easy to eradicate.

Fortunately, when he came back, he happened to meet Maca waking up from the ice coffin, and by virtue of his in-depth study of the rules of the soul, he successfully eliminated his hidden dangers.

Hearing Maca standing in front of him and asking, Harry finally turned his head to look at him, and then hummed just like Hermione just now, as an answer.

Of course, Maca doesn't really need Harry's personal reply. How the latter's injury is recovering, not only he who has successfully mastered the rules of the soul, but also the group of "living corpse friends" who just came a few days ago can be seen at a glance.

After slightly nodding his head, regardless of Harry still maintaining a slightly awkward posture, Maca took another two steps to the side and came to Willie.

"Mr. Blois, is there any response?" He lowered his head and asked.

Willie was also looking up at him when he asked this sentence. Seeing him asking about her father, the silver-haired girl immediately shook her head, then pulled the wide brim of her hat that blocked her view and said, "Father said that he is going to a manor in Croatia for a vacation."

"I understand." Maca nodded slightly in a daze.

He really understood that Mr. Blois, who was still in his prime, probably finally decided to give up the position of Patriarch to the daughter in front of him. It's just that the father who dotes on his daughter so much is worried~IndoMTL.com~So he still retains the position of head of the family, and let the old housekeeper continue to assist Willie to take over a huge family that has temporarily lost his side.

Even Maca felt that even his vacation words were false, maybe he was peeking somewhere right now!

Thinking this way, he took a few more steps to the side, and came to one... no, two, slightly unfamiliar figures.

"Miss Grofein?"

"Is there any problem?" Safina on the left glared at him without hesitation, "Or, we sisters are too small in your eyes, and we didn't even leave any impression on you, so we don't remember Already?"

Ursula who was standing next to her didn't say anything, but just stared at Maca.

"How could it be?" Maca smiled again, shaking his head and said, "Even if I'm blind, I won't fail to recognize you—especially you, Safina, you were so outstanding a while ago. His performance let me know what a person who keeps his word can do for a transactional promise...so I just say, 'Thank you'!"