Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 45: Ownership of the Academy Cup
"Sorry, Harry. I didn't know that night—"
In the school hospital, Maca stood in front of Harry's bed, apologetic.
"No, it's okay." Harry said immediately, "What you did later is the biggest gain of this operation. I should thank you!"
"Yeah! If it doesn't...oh! It's scary to think about it." Ron also echoed Harry's words closely.
Except for Dumbledore, the person who felt the most about this was Ron. For a little wizard who was born in a pure-blooded family, there was nothing more frightening than the resurrection of Voldemort.
"It's true," Dumbledore also said, "This time it is indeed thanks to Mr. McLean. I was a step late at the time. If he hadn't coaxed Voldemort with his ingenuity, he would make a decisive move at the last moment. The result is completely different."
"Professor Dumbledore, what happened to the Philosopher's Stone in the end?" Harry took advantage of this opportunity to ask hurriedly.
"Well," Dumbledore smiled, "The Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed."
"Sure enough? This doesn't seem to have changed." Maca couldn't help but think.
"Destroyed?" Harry asked puzzledly, "But your friend, Nicole Mae--"
"Oh, you still know Nicol?" Dumbledore asked, in a very happy tone, "You guys made it clear, didn't you? That's it. Nicol talked to me. We agree that this is the best way."
"But then, he and his wife will die, right?"
"They saved some elixir, enough for them to take care of things properly. Then, yeah! They will die."
Dumbledore couldn't help smiling when he saw Harry and the others' expressions of astonishment.
"I know, for a young person like you, it seems a little weird," he said, "but to Nico and Perenal, death is actually like a long day. After that, I finally went to bed and rested. Moreover, for a very clear-headed person, death is just another great adventure."
"You know, the Sorcerer’s Stone is not really a wonderful thing. With it, no matter how much wealth you want to have and how long you want to live, you can get what you want! These two things are what humans want most, but the problem is , Human beings just like to choose the things that are least beneficial to them."
Maca listened to the side, but couldn't understand the deep meaning.
For him, time is probably the most lacking. He has a lot of things to do, and a lot of things to study... For the rest of his life, I am afraid that he will not be able to--
"No, maybe death is the beginning of another adventure."
Maca compares his tortuous life, and suddenly has a vague understanding. Unfortunately, this concept is also out of reach for him. Even if he has experienced it once, he still doesn't know anything about it.
He glanced at Dumbledore, and he realized that the white wizard was really as unfathomable as the rumors.
"By the way, Maca, what is that chess level—" Ron suddenly patted Maca's arm and asked.
"Huh? War chess level?" Maca looked blank, but Dumbledore laughed.
"That level is good?" He smiled and said, "Professor McGonagall, at my suggestion, replaced the original ordinary wizard chess with the wizard chess invented by Maca. That's interesting, and I am very personal. Like it."
"Huh?" Maca was stunned, "Professor, although I am glad you will like my gift, but..."
He wanted to say, is it really good to change such an important level at random?
Dumbledore continued: "Not only that, but inspired by you and Harry, I also designed the last level myself. Yes, that’s right, that’s the legend of King Arthur..."
"Oh-I'm sorry for that, but I let Voldemort discover the secret." Hermione couldn't help showing a guilty expression.
"But you showed bravery because of this, Miss Granger, I don't think this can be done by ordinary students."
"Oh, thank you, but—"
Maca patted Hermione on the shoulder and smiled at her, "It's okay, you have done a good job."
"Yeah! If you want to change me, you may be shivering!" Ron said, "And, if Quirrell didn't remember to take you as a hostage, then you might be drowned in the water. Inside!"
But Hermione stepped back because of the movement of Maca slapped her shoulder. In Maca's surprised eyes, she whispered: "Oh, thank you..."
Maca didn't know what happened to her. In fact, he didn't even notice Hermione at the time. Although he is not to blame, but I have to say that the little girl's heart is still very sensitive.
Dumbledore watched their every move, his wrinkled face, his warm smile never changed.
Later in time, Harry mentioned Snape again. Although he already knows the cause and effect, he still bears a grudge about it. However, Dumbledore told him that Snape once owed Harry's father his life.
For Snape, there was nothing more unacceptable than the fact that a love rival saved him. Therefore, he hated Harry's father, but he even hated Harry.
"Human thinking is really wonderful, isn’t it? Professor Snape couldn’t bear to continue to owe your father the favor. I believe that the reason he tried to protect you this year is because he felt that this way You can make him even with your father, and no one owes anyone."
"Then he can relive his hatred of your father with peace of mind."
Harry tried to think about this sentence, but it made his head sore again, and he had to stop thinking about it.
"Okay, enough questions have been asked. Boy, I suggest you start enjoying these candies! Oh! Bibidou flavored beans! I was so unlucky when I was young, I accidentally ate a smelly one Beans. I’m afraid I don’t like beans much since then-but I think it’s always foolproof to choose a toffee flavor, what do you think?"
"I think it's better not to fight for character." Maca looked at the beans in Dumbledore's hand and couldn't help but shook his head, "I've never had anything delicious."
"Personality? This word is used interestingly." Dumbledore said, putting the golden brown scented bean in his hand into his mouth, and then he was choked with a cough, "Bah! Unlucky," It’s earwax... It seems that my character is really not very good."
Seeing Dumbledore walking outside while wiping his mouth, Maca immediately followed.
"I have something else, you guys talk first."
In the hallway, Maca and Dumbledore talked a few words, and they went to the principal's room together. But when he came out of the principal's room again, there was a hint of surprise on his face.
He stood at the door of the principal's office and glanced back.
"Unexpectedly, Dumbledore is so good to talk."
……
In the evening, in the Hogwarts main hall, the dinner at the end of the semester seemed extremely lively.
Maca sits on the long table of Hufflepuff, listening to the Quidditch captain and prefect Darren complaining about his absence from the last game, accepting the harassment and nagging of the beautiful woman Charlotte , Can not help but feel the warmth that is better than family.
What made him even more so was that because of his outstanding performance this time spread like wildfire, many students knew how he fought against Professor Quillo and protected the Sorcerer’s Stone. Although everyone is not aware of Voldemort's role in it, this does not prevent everyone from showing respect and enthusiasm for him.
This moved him, but it also dispelled a lot of the haze in his heart.
Even a small part of Slytherin looked at him in awe. After all, not everyone can fight an in-service professor head-on, even if everyone disagrees with Professor Quirrell.
Speaking of the little snakes, I have to mention what the hall looks like at the moment.
On the left and right walls of the hall, they are being decorated with silver and green pennants representing Slytherin; on the wall behind the main guest seat, there is also a huge banner painted with Slytherin snakes—this Slytherin College should have won the College Cup for seven consecutive years.
Although Maca’s excellent results have won Hufflepuff a lot of points. But a person's power is limited after all, and Hufflepuff College is currently ranked second ~ IndoMTL.com ~ is just a little bit higher than Ravenclaw.
After a long while, Harry, who had been overdue, stepped into the side door of the hall, and Dumbledore appeared in everyone's expectant eyes.
"Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Before I can enjoy these delicious dishes, I must trouble everyone to listen to the clichés of an old man..."
When Maca heard it, he immediately blocked the next few sentences. When Dumbledore finished his nonsense and started talking about the College Cup, he continued listening.
"...Now, as far as I know, we must first carry out the Academy Cup awards ceremony. The specific scores of each academy are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, three hundred and sixty-five points; third place, Ravenclaw, 426 points; second place, Hufflepuff, 442 points, Slytherin 485 points."
A thunderous cheering and stomping erupted from the Slytherin table.
Maca deliberately glanced at the edge of the long Slytherin table, Willie Blois still had that calm expression, not reacting at all to the noise around him.
I still remember that for a while before the exam, Maca would often meet her in the school greenhouse. But the other party either just turned a blind eye to him, or just left. Even if she tried to communicate with her, she would just stand there quietly. He answered one or two words when he asked Wei Li, and then turned and left after asking. It was really impossible to communicate.
If it wasn't for Wei Li who would come to him to ask a few questions from time to time, he would really think that he did something wrong and made the little girl angry!
He was thinking, but found that the little badgers around him suddenly boiled.
"What's the matter?" Makara took Charlotte's sleeve.