Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 462: “Christmas Eve John”

The genius remembers the site address in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! It was Christmas Eve the next night after the little wizards came home from holiday.

Maca and a group of children were sitting at the long kitchen table in Black's old house, looking at the darkness outside the window, where the huge snowflakes were falling leisurely.

Tonight’s kitchen is decorated with various Christmas decorations.

The colorful ribbons were flying randomly under the ceiling, or red or white bubbles rushed all over the floor. A Christmas tree with its top bent by the cupboard was stuck in the corner by the fireplace, gently A Christmas song was softly delivered to everyone's ears.

On this important day, Maca cast a muffling curse on the portrait of Sirius’ mother, lest she curse the rare atmosphere.

The children sitting on the right hand side of Maca are still silent, but at least they seem to be somewhat interested in today's kitchen, and they will sneak a few glances around from time to time.

By the way, the werewolf sister Lenny is here too! Yes, no matter how you look at it, she can only be regarded as one of the so-called "children".

"Maka, why didn't you start? Lenny-sama can't wait!"

She has been saying similar things since early today. And Lena, who is always used to this baby sister, will give her something delicious or fun every time-that can make her pause for a few minutes.

But Maca is not Lena, how can I have the patience to appease this little girl?

Seeing that he just stared at the black window, Lenny, who knew that he couldn't help him, ran into the kitchen interior with an impatient look.

At this moment, the wooden door of the kitchen was gently pushed open from the outside, and Lupin and Mondungus came in one after another from the outside.

Not many people are still here tonight, because no matter what, homeless people are always in the minority.

Maca’s senior sister, Charlotte Witt, can actually be counted as one, but this time she stayed at Hogwarts. I heard that she is now preparing lessons with Professor Sprout. Maybe in the near future, she will be a professor's assistant at Hogwarts.

Of course, although she is also working hard in her own way. But Maca estimated that she probably couldn't be a professor, because her grades were actually mediocre.

"Maca, Sirius has passed?" Lupin sat down at the table with Mondungus, and asked casually, "I don't seem to see him."

Maca turned around when he heard the words and smiled slightly.

"Yes, it's already over." He replied, "He said he wanted to give Harry a surprise and want me to see... Hey, he really intends to do his family's duties for Harry's parents. Up."

"It's not a duty, it's not a'task' for him." Lupin shrugged and said, "He is more enjoying-enjoying the feeling of being a good father."

"He doesn't plan to get married at all?" Maca said, and then thought for a while, "He can capture the hearts of many women with his face alone? How can he be willing?"

Lupin couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

"Haha...he doesn't care," he paused, as if thinking of something, and recalled, "but, really...that girl from the United States seemed to treat him a bit Meaning."

"Abigail?" Maca said clearly, "I think so, but she and her sister have gone back together, and maybe they won't come back here again..."

"It's a pity." Lu Ping spread his hands, but then he couldn't laugh or cry, "Hey! I don't think it's quite right to tell you this... I said Maca, when will you be able to follow your appearance? On your precocious heart?"

"Oh—" Maca leaned on the back of the chair with an innocent look, stretched out, "Don't count on it, probably...whoop...I won't be able to catch up for a lifetime."

While Lupin and Maca were chatting casually, Mondungus couldn't help but secretly took out his cigarette. It seemed that he was going to take this opportunity to secretly take another bite.

"Hey, Dunge!" Lupin slapped the cigarette out of his hand and glared at him. "There are many kids here! Don't take your stuff out and burn it."

"Oh, don't do that! Just a bite?" Mondungus hurriedly picked up the cigarette from the ground, and after hesitating for a while, he finally reluctantly stuffed it back into him. Dirty pockets.

"Stop complaining," Maca waved his hand and said in an angry manner, "Today is the children's Christmas. Are you planning to smoke Santa away with the smell of your burnt leather boots? If you really want to smoke, I will hang you upside down under the eaves outside and let you smoke enough by yourself!"

"Oh, I know..." Montongues said with a smile, "I still want to stay and eat turkey! Besides, it's too cold outside, my mouth can't hold cigarettes!"

At this moment, Lena, who had finished the last meal in the kitchen, also walked out with a large plate, behind her with her sister Lennie who was holding fried chicken legs in her hand.

"It's okay, I'll add a powerful permanent sticking curse!" Lupin said, then stood up and said loudly, "Then, let's get started!"

"All okay?" Maca asked Lena, and when she nodded, she immediately patted her palms.

In the blink of an eye, a wide variety of Christmas delicacies appeared on the originally empty long table. Steaming heat wafted from the plate, and the fragrance overflowed, everyone couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Listen to Lena, these days, you have always eaten in separate dishes?" Maca looked at the children and said, "They all take what they like to eat. Who is going out of that door tonight? My belly wasn’t billowing when I was in, but I wouldn’t let him go-you know?"

All the children nodded silently, and honestly began to add food to the plate in front of them.

"Oh, your words still work..." Lupin looked at these children helplessly.

"Give them some more time!" Maca said, and then glanced at Leni, "Although I don't expect them to become as unscrupulous as her, but I believe they are still more or less I can retrieve some of my own personalities."

At this moment, the "unscrupulous" Lenny in his mouth is holding two large chicken drumsticks, gnawing from left to right and eating so much greasy mouth.

"Lenny, don't just eat meat! Eat more vegetable salad!" It can be seen that Maca is in a good mood today.

This Christmas Eve dinner has been eaten for more than two hours. During this period, every child obeyed Maca's words and ate until they couldn't eat anymore. Although they have not done it with their own wishes as the center, at least they have really feasted because of this.

After the meal, Maca held a cup of fragrant eggnog, and began to think about the itinerary after this.

As for the children, after a short rest and digestion, they all went back to bed and went to sleep.

"Get up early tomorrow morning and come to the Christmas tree to pick up gifts, remember?" Lupin exhorted behind them, "Santa Claus will secretly put it by the fireplace at night, everyone has it!"

After sending the children back to the room upstairs, he came down again and sat back in the chair again.

Tonight is a rare day off for the Order of the Phoenix. Although there is only one night, it is enough for everyone to relax the nerves that are always tight.

"It's been a while since I was so leisurely. I have forgotten how to pass the time when I was fine..." Lupin shook his head slightly, and took his cup with a wry smile.

"How do I pass the time?" Maca quipped, "Isn't it enough to stay in the screaming shed and howl?"

"That's more than that!" Lupin suddenly missed the tunnel, "Although the memory of the transformation was always vague, but I still vaguely remember some-James and Sirius will always become Animagus Form, and fight with me. But Peter will only shrink from the corner and watch."

"That sounds good," Maca nodded, "If you want me to say, you can actually—"

He didn't finish speaking, but suddenly turned his head and looked at the wall on the side of the kitchen. And the next moment, a translucent figure fluttered out of the wall~IndoMTL.com~Ghost? "Maca said in surprise, "Who are you?" "

Blake’s old house has been cursed with fierce loyalty. Without the permission of Maca, the secret person, no one can find this place—not even the ghost.

"Who am I?" The white translucent guy looked around blankly, and said in a daze, "I'm John Creech... this friend who is still alive, can you tell me this? Where is it?"

"Where?" Maca frowned, "Don't you know where you are?"

"Oh... sorry," Ghost John said apologetically, "I am always lost... I'm really sorry!"

"John Creech?" Lupin seemed to think of something, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

"Don't think about it!" Montongues next to him laughed and said, "He is the "Christmas Eve John", hahaha... are you looking for your way home again?"

When Mondungus mentioned this, Lupin immediately showed a dazed expression.

"Oh, isn't it!" Ghost John sighed, "Without the directional curse, I will definitely not be able to find it... Even if I am no longer afraid of being stuck in the wall and unable to get out... "

"Directing spell?" Maca curiously asked, "What's the matter? It seems that you all know it?"

"Yeah! He's been lost all his life," Lupin said funnyly. "It was like this during his lifetime, but he would still be like this after his death. Mr. Creech, I think you should go over there!"

"Oh, thank you! Good-hearted sir..." Ghost John thanked him, and then floated away to the opposite wall, "...By the way, I wish you all a Merry Christmas!"

Maca watched him drift away slowly, her face blank. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.