Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 333: The mystery of Tia’s life experience

() Unlike the study room, which is cluttered with books everywhere, Maca’s potion preparation room looks very tidy. No, it's not so tidy, it's more "strict".

In some magical stories in the Muggle world, when talking about potions, one usually thinks of an old witch holding a large spoon and stirring a pot larger than a human, and there is usually a pile of firewood underneath.

But in the magical world, that kind of situation would never exist.

Not to mention how complicated and rigorous the other steps are, the types of magic flames and the requirements for control are very high. If any element is not precise enough, a pot of potion will have a ninety-nine chance of being scrapped.

In fact, in Maca’s potion preparation room, a series of areas such as "biological material research area", "magic reaction test area", "finished product experimental observation area" and so on are divided in detail.

The potion preparation room, which was formed after opening up several basements, just looks at it, and it gives people the feeling of "Wow! This room is so spacious!"

"Sorry, I asked you to help or something... This time it is mainly because we need to find out as soon as possible what caused Kingsley to have that symptom..."

Before entering the door, Maca really wanted to take the opportunity to ask Tia what she wanted to do with Snape. But seeing that the other party couldn't seem to say something, he simply skipped it first.

After all, the most important thing at the moment is to test Kingsley's blood sample first.

"...Anyway, I will trouble you."

"...Uh, no...no, nothing." Tia shook her hands quickly, looking a little cramped, "I...I always wanted to...thank you...Mr. McLean."

"Thank me for what?" Maca waved his wand, moved the tools he needed to the table, and said casually, "Well, please help me to purify the aconite root first? After drying, 5 ounces, no Question?"

"Oh...good, good." Tia nodded timidly.

"Then I will write down the materials that I will use first, and you can go to the material storage and take them according to the list..." Maca said, and clicked on the parchment and quill on the table behind him. "By the way, Ask, what is the most complicated potion that Miss Tia has independently prepared?"

"...Compound intelligence enhancer... right?" Tia stood aside, her hands folded in front of her, a little nervously.

"Oh? Can the preparation of the compound preparation be completed independently? It seems that there are several steps that can be safely entrusted to you to complete..." Maca nodded and said, "Ah, the material list is finished. Go and pick it up-the location is clearly marked, you will understand when you go and see it, the storage is over there..."

In the conversation between the two of them, Maca's hand never stopped almost once. After preparing the equipment, he hurriedly lay down on the table again, pulled a stack of manuscript paper and brushed handwriting.

There are information about research, he rarely writes with magic, which is a habit of him.

When Tia came back from the storage room with the materials, the two stopped chatting and focused completely on the preparation of the blood test reagents.

To be honest, Maca actually discovered that Tia's concentration on potions is quite high.

Although her technique is almost dependent on textbooks and various reference materials, she is obviously not outstanding in talent, but the approach of taking every detail seriously has won Maca, a research madman. Good impression.

Of course, this favor is purely out of academic respect.

Several minutes later, Maca gently closed the lid of the cauldron, and then nodded politely at Tia.

"I will stop here for now," he sat back on the chair behind him, and flipped over the manuscript paper just now. "Miss Tia should take a break too...well, it seems that if there is a qualified As an assistant, the efficiency will indeed increase a lot."

"...Hmm."

Tia sat in the biomaterial preparation area on the other side, nodding weakly in response. If it weren't for this place to be quiet enough, others might not be able to hear it.

"Ah, that's right!" Maca suddenly turned his head and said, "Before you said you wanted to thank me...thank me for what?"

Hearing the words, Tia pursed her lips and hesitated, then she stumbled and spoke.

"I, I meant to say... I was suddenly brought to this place at the time, and I was... really scared. I know, they are all doubting my identity... But only you, Mr. McLean, I didn't show that look even once."

"Later, you let Miss Lena take care of me...really, the food here is delicious, the bed is soft, and no one has bullied me... and, always Let me live here, obviously I don’t even have money..."

"Although I, I am very timid, I dare not say anything, I dare not do anything, but I understand... It’s all because of your tolerance, Mr. McLean, that made others raise questions about my existence all at once. Doubts, all because of you, Mr. McLean..."

Thea speaks more and more fluently, although her voice is still very small, her hands clenched tightly, silently expressing anxiety. But this time she didn't stop in the middle of talking as usual, but persisted.

In her words, Maca and Lena are mentioned the most times, and every time she mentions them, she will show a grateful look.

"...So, really, really, thank you very much...I like this place very much."

"Just like it," Maca smiled. "As you can feel, the people here are pretty good...Although there are a lot of weird people, everyone has a very kind heart."

What about me? Am I kind?

Maca put a big question mark on his head.

"But..." At this point, Tia's tone suddenly sank, and she said slightly lost, "But I'm afraid I can't stay any longer... I, can I... leave?"

"Huh?" Maca said in a puzzled manner, "Is there anything? I remember you are from the United States... Is there a goal that needs to be accomplished in the United Kingdom?"

He paused and added: "To be honest, the situation in the British magical world is very complicated during this period, and it is not safe anywhere outside... If possible, it is best not to act alone."

"But I...I must..." Tia grabbed the hem of his robe, "I'm looking for a place... I must find that place! This is the most important thing I have found when I persist in living till now. Goal."

"Find a place?" Maca looked at her and said, "Miss Tia, what place are you looking for? If you go to find it yourself, I guess you will be lost again... Can you tell me? I'm still familiar with the British magic world for the time being, maybe..."

"Ah...um..."

Tia lowered her head hesitantly, and subconsciously touched her chest with her fingertips, where a small outline faintly appeared.

"Oh, don't force me...I'm just asking." Maca waved his hand.

"No, I think you are right... I should ask someone to ask." Tia said softly, "It's just that this matter is... very important to me. It's impossible to find someone casually. Go and ask...In this case, it seems that the most appropriate question is to ask Mr. McLean..."

"Really? Uh... my honor." Maca put the manuscript paper back on the table, and nodded slightly.

In Maca's slightly questioning gaze, Tia took the silver photo pendant hidden next to him from the collar, and carefully touched the delicate texture on it.

"I mentioned it before, right?" She said, "I grew up in a Muggle orphanage, and this pendant was stuffed in mine when I was picked up by... The baby...should be the only meaningful memorial left to me by my biological parents."

She murmured, as if talking to herself.

"My name "Tia" is the word carved on the back of this pendant, and here—"

With a soft "click", the silver cover of the pendant automatically popped open, and the Muggle photo appeared in front of her again.

"I've been looking at the photos here, imagining what my biological parents would be like...if I live with them, what they will be like..." she said softly , There was a hint of sadness in his tone that couldn't be erased.

"I have been bullied by others in the orphanage and school...but every time I look at it afterwards, I don’t feel the pain in my body or my heart anymore. I’m like... …Has the meaning of continuing to live."

"I heard the dean of the orphanage mentioned that before I was sent to the yard, I was picked up in a wood on the outskirts of the city. In that wood, there seemed to be many terrible things. Traces..."

"After I was later selected to study magic in Ivamoni, I realized that the descriptions of traces in the woods I heard from the Muggle Dean~ IndoMTL.com~ are very similar to those of wizards. Formed by the battle between them."

"So, you think your parents had to leave you in that forest, right?" Maca thoughtfully said, "...Since you can stay there safely, then your parents …It is even possible to still be alive?"

"Yes..." Tia nodded as expected, "and... the environment in this photo looks a lot like in the UK..."

"So you came here..." Maca stood up and walked slowly to her side, "Well... let me see..."

When Maca walked this way, she shrank obviously, but she didn't show much resistance.

"Oh...it really looks like...um..." Maca looked down at the little photo in the pendant, frowning, as if contrasting with his own memory, "This looks... It is similar to some small towns around Manchester..."

In the background of that photo, the low, tracts of bungalows make people feel that there is a sense of "smoke everywhere" clutter, it is undoubtedly a town with a little dignified living environment.