Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 292: Go or not

The Merlin Medal represents honor.

For wizards who do not value honor, it is just a relatively rare collection; but for wizards who regard fame and achievement as life, it represents at least the entire European magic world. Recognized.

The Merlin Medal will not bring the most direct benefits to the recipients, but with this medal, it will be much easier to seek benefits.

Maca picked up the small medal from the box held up by Akinbad and buckled it lightly on his chest. The streamer on the surface of the medal was lingering in front of his chest, as if he himself appeared even more Stand tall.

The youngest holder of the Merlin Medal in history was quietly born at such a private luncheon.

After all, the medal on Maca's breast is actually closely related to Voldemort. It represents not only Maca’s achievements and honor, but also Maca’s official will to draw a clear line with Voldemort.

At this moment, a group of wizards are constantly whispering to each other. They are weighing the gains and losses of their current positions and carefully considering the path they will choose next.

Among them, lonely people must first consider the safety of themselves and their families, but more important members of the power need to consider the development direction of their forces.

Until now, the intention of Dumbledore’s private banquet has been made clear.

After he and Maca successively repelled Voldemort's offensive, and after the fact that "Voldemort is not invincible" was made public at the audiovisual conference hosted by Maca, Dumbledore clearly wanted to take advantage of the chase and re-wash the current forces. Cards.

This is a direction and a necessity.

But of course Dumbledore and Maca understand that this is not an overnight event. Today's luncheon is just the beginning.

Not long after, the luncheon finally ended in panic.

Under Dumbledore’s introduction, Maca became familiar with many of today’s well-known wizards.

No matter which side the wizards are currently on, in the magical world where interests are intricately related, the enemies of the present may not necessarily be the friends of the future.

Maca can't understand this.

Watching the so-called "celebs" leave one by one, Maca stood beside Dumbledore, quietly thinking about every step he had to take next.

"Dumbledore, McLean..."

A voice rang behind them, and Dumbledore and Maca turned around at the same time and nodded at the man with a smile.

"Kakaroff," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I wonder if what happened today is what you want to see?"

"At least it can be a lot of peace of mind, right?" Maca followed.

Kakaroff stared at the old and young in front of him with a sullen face, and suddenly took a deep breath-if the two wizards had been standing together, Voldemort would never have the slightest hope of victory.

He watched Dumbledore and Maca back and forth for a while, and finally took out a small metal tube from his arms and handed it to them.

"I still said that, don't forget what you promised me!"

After Maca reached out to take it, Karkaroff turned around decisively and walked away toward the school gate quickly.

"Maca, remember what I said in the letter?" The two stood quietly for a while, and Dumbledore suddenly spoke.

"Of course," Maca nodded, "If the professor wants to take a walk, I can accompany you at any time."

In the past two years, Maca's figure has risen a lot, but he is much worse than the tall Dumbledore.

At this moment, Maca estimates that in this life he will not grow as tall as Dumbledore, but in Dumbledore's eyes, Maca is growing continuously.

Dumbledore and Maca walked in the garden on the side of the castle. Seeing the surrounding flowers and colorful flowers, their moods seemed to become much clearer.

"How are you feeling today?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Not bad," Maca shrugged. "But in general, I prefer to stay in the room and face a lot of magic books instead of a **** head."

"Yes! Many people want freedom, but sometimes what they want may not be easy to get." Dumbledore shrugged.

The two were strolling in the garden, talking with each other, and they looked like they were enjoying themselves.

Speaking of it, the conversations between the two seem to seldom involve business matters, especially during this kind of walks, where most of them are casually chatting and saying some specious things.

But in fact, for both of them, what they need most is to relax.

Both are very purposeful people, and they have already decided what to do and think about. It is precisely because the two know this to each other, they rarely interfere with each other's intentions.

Until the end, Dumbledore looked at Maca and asked, "Are you ready?"

Macayan raised the metal tube in his hand and said helplessly: "To be honest, I really don't want to...but it's all now, and it's too late to regret it."

"Then you can figure it out by yourself!" Dumbledore smiled, and then turned to the castle altogether.

……

"McLean."

As soon as he returned to the Black House, Maca was stopped by Sirius.

"I think you have to look at this..."

Maca followed Sirius to the reception room, and a letter was immediately squeezed into his hand.

"A letter from the Ministry of Magic?"

As he said, he unfolded the letter and read it carefully, then nodded clearly.

"Maca, didn't you mean..." Harry hesitated, sitting aside a little uneasy.

"This is my negligence." Maca said calmly.

This letter was familiar to Maca, because he had received something similar before.

Specifically, this is a notification document:

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Dear Mr. Potter:

According to relevant information, there are signs of dementor activity in the Muggle family home you belong to.

In response, our company (Department of Magical Law Enforcement) dispatched Auror to conduct an on-site investigation and discovered five corpses of magical creatures suspected of dementors.

Therefore, you have been included in the list of suspects who have colluded with the Dementors to defect and harass the Muggle crowd. In view of the seriousness of the case, we regret to inform you that you will be present at the Ministry of Magic at 9 a.m. on August 12 On trial.

Pierce Sinknes

Ministry of Magic, Magic Law Enforcement Division, Auror Office.

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"Harry can't go!" Sirius resolutely said, "The Ministry of Magic has obviously had a problem, and now Fudge is also--"

"No," Maca retorted, "Harry must go!"

"Do you understand what you are talking about!" Sirius grabbed Maca's arm and shouted, "You should know the most about the current situation of the Ministry of Magic! Have you forgotten Snape's secret report? ?"

"For this reason, Harry should go even more." Maca said without changing his face, "If you want him to be like you, hiding here all the time and unable to go out, then you should keep him! "

"Sirius, Maca is right." Lupin frowned, looking worried.

After Maca finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to the silent Sirius, but turned his head and looked at Harry.

"Harry, let me tell you one thing first—according to Snape’s secret report, the British Ministry of Magic has been infiltrated by Voldemort—he had buried his own in it a long time ago. People. To be more precise, the current Ministry of Magic is indeed very dangerous."

"I..." Harry looked at Sirius and clasped his hands subconsciously.

"You don't have to worry about what Sirius says," Maca said calmly, "I have already said that if you don't go, you must stay here forever; if you go, I will prepare a mission for you... …"

"Now, Harry, you make your own decision about this-go or not?"

After throwing the test to Harry, Maca turned and left the reception room. He knew that Harry needed some time to think about it.

In the hallway outside the reception room, Hermione suddenly chased him out and stopped him.

"Maca! You just said... was your negligence?" Hermione was unbelievable.

"Yeah! Can't I be negligent?" Maca turned her head and smiled at her.

Hermione pursed her thin lips and argued: "I don't think it was your negligence!"

"Don't think of me too perfect~IndoMTL.com~ If you are human, there will always be omissions, right?" Maca shook his head casually.

Hermione curled her lips disapprovingly and pointed at Maca: "Do you think I haven't seen you when you made a mistake?"

"Huh?"

Maca couldn’t help being stunned—he thought of the time Luna was injured for the first time, but for Hermione, what impressed her most was the moment far away at the end of the first grade. .

The look of Maca at the time was enough to keep Hermione in her heart for the rest of her life.

"Okay, okay! I admit that you guessed well this time..." Maca said softly, then smiled and beckoned to her, "Go to the study with me first, let's talk there ."

……

Although Harry has not slept well at night recently, and occasionally thinks about issues that seem to be far away from him, he finally felt happy for the first time in the entire summer vacation.

Life here is still very easy. Everyone gathers together and has a dependency on each other.

But today, he was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling blurred by the night, and he couldn't help thinking of the terrible things about to be tried by the Ministry of Magic.

Has the Ministry of Magic been controlled by Voldemort? Or is he on the way to control? Even Maca says it’s dangerous, isn’t that...

Thinking of this, fear pierced his heart like countless sharp needles.

These sudden things were so terrible, he didn't dare to say it out loud, even to Ron and Hermione.

As for the two of them, even though Harry saw them huddling together during dinner before, and from time to time cast worried glances at him, he did not say anything about it, just like him. .

"What exactly...what should I do?"