Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 63: Weak temptation

　　 Since the beginning of school, Maca has spent most of his time studying his own problems. The source of this matter is not difficult to grasp, it is nothing more than the fault of the dagger.

　　According to Rowena, this is actually a test.

　　 If Maca guessed correctly, the goal this time might be to get him back to those lost emotions and emotions.

　　 is only this test, obviously more difficult than last time. At least the Phoenician characters still have obvious clues, but the weird dagger leaves Maca clueless.

　　Rational thinking can help him think calmly, but unfounded speculations can only be regarded as guesses.

　　 "That obviously has something to do with the soul."

　　Maca remained invisible, searching for materials in the library's forbidden book area.

　　 He carefully flipped through the magic book that he had read a few times before—it was the research note on soul magic.

　　 This book still exudes that uncomfortable magic wave, but for some reason, the current Maca is no longer unbearable.

　　 He turned the book page by page, studying it carefully with the moonlight outside the window, contemplating it from time to time.

　　 After a while, he glanced over the book roughly.

　　 "There are some gains, but it has nothing to do with the current purpose." Maca put the book back in again.

　　 "The dagger...tortured the soul...what is it?" He kept muttering to himself in his heart, trying to arouse some inspiration to help himself think.

　　 was pondering, he suddenly closed his eyes and stood there quietly for a while.

　　 "Yes, that's right!" Maca's eyes suddenly opened, and he involuntarily said out.

　　 He even forgot the fact that he was invisible.

　　 "Yes, yes... If emotions and emotions are also part of the soul, then erasing them is equivalent to erasing a part of the soul."

　　 Maca calmly analyzed, and put forward a hypothesis that was not even recorded in the magic book.

　　"And if you want to erase a part of the soul, you must first tear the soul. This can refer to the production method of the Horcrux."

　　"...But then? After tearing it...is it swallowed?" He speculated here, and the words in his mouth couldn't help but pause, "Doesn't that mean..."

　　 If it were really swallowed, I'm afraid it would be troublesome, but the dagger didn't come back with him.

　　 "It seems that I can only find a way to check the state of the soul..."

　　Maca considered it for a while, and then took out the book that hadn't been long since I put it back in again.

　　 "I remember... yes, analyze this incomplete spell, you should be able to try to split the first half..."

　　 Since Maca personally "watched" the mystery of the spell cast during the summer vacation, he has a deeper understanding of the "curse" and "rules".

　　 Although it is still impossible for him to create the spell himself, it is already possible to try to disassemble and improve the spell.

　　Maca stared at the contents of the page closely, and subconsciously waved his magic wand to confirm whether his analysis was correct.

　　 I saw a faint black mist flashing on the wand, lingering around the wand sticking out from the tip of the wand.

　　 The black mist twisted and rolled, gradually becoming denser, and gradually even took on some vague shapes.

　　 Not long after, the black fog formed a terrifying foggy skull, and there was even a faint blue flash in the hollow eyes, which looked quite terrifying.

　　 Suddenly, there was a low, suppressed cry from the library.

　　Maca immediately waved away the Black Mist Skeleton, and at the same time turned his head and cast his eyes to the source of the sound.

　　"..." He was silent for a while, and then calmly said, "Ron, come out soon."

　　 As Maca’s voice faded, the library returned to its original silence again.

　　 After a while, Ron, Harry, and Hermione opened the cloak and walked out beside the bookshelf outside the restricted area.

　　 "Very clever." Maca looked at the cloth straps tied to the soles of the three of them, then glanced at Hermione.

　　 "This, it's not—"

　　Maca shook her head, interrupting Hermione.

　　 "Tell me, what can I do if you come to see me so late."

　　 Harry looked at each other, not knowing where to start.

　　 Especially Ron, when he saw the scene just now, he even had the thought of leaving here immediately.

　　 To be honest, he really regretted yelling out accidentally just now.

　　 Harry, who was standing next to Ron, was covering the scar on his forehead with his hand—the skull made of black mist just now made his scar faintly painful.

　　 As for Hermione, in fact, she didn't want to come this time, but she was worried about Maca's current state. After thinking about it for a while, he still followed.

　　 But when the three of them faced the expressionless Maca directly, they all stayed in place with their mouths half open.

　　 Even though everyone has bad guesses about the situation, no one expected that they would see such a horrible scene in the library.

　　 To be honest, when the three of them saw that the skeleton was formed from the front of Maca’s wand, a sense of fear from the soul immediately rose in their hearts, and that feeling still lingers even now. .

　　 At this moment, Maca is standing next to the huge bookshelf, and a ray of moonlight falls through the window, illuminating half of his face diagonally. The indifferent expression coupled with this gloomy scene made people feel a little frightened.

　　 "No, it's nothing! We just want to... come to the restricted area to find a book." Hermione said cautiously.

　　 "Book?" Maca nodded, "Then you can find it, I should go back."

　　 Naturally, he didn't take Hermione's words seriously. She had already lent the "Powerful Potion". Now what book is she looking for?

　　Maca does not want to explain this point.

　　 After putting the book in his hand back on the shelf again, he walked calmly to the library door.

　　 But as he passed Harry and the three of them, Hermione couldn't help but ask.

　　 "Maca, are you... okay?"

　　Maca paused, but did not look back.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 After all, he moved on, and soon disappeared at the gate.

　　 From beginning to end, Ron never said a word. Not that he didn't want to say, but he didn't dare to say--seriously, he was a little frightened.

　　 and Harry kept thinking about the scar on his forehead. He didn't understand why it caused pain when he saw that strange magic of Maca.

　　 After a while, the three of them got back into the invisibility cloak, and silently returned to the Gryffindor common room.

　　 "Harry, why did you know that Maca is in the library?"

　　In the common room, Ron asked with an ugly face.

　　 Harry shook his head and said, "I'm just guessing, because I've seen Maca's handwriting on the magic book in the restricted area..."

　　 "You are just trying your luck!" Hermione couldn't help but say.

　　 "I just thought, even if I didn't see Maca himself, maybe Hermione, you can see some clues from the words of Maca..." Harry explained, "Because I don't see the words I understand too much, so I have always been curious. But how can I know..."

　　 "Oh, stop talking, Harry!" Ron couldn't help but said, "I think we should tell Dumbledore about this..."

　　As Ron said this, the common room seemed to become much quieter.

　　 Hermione looked at Ron and nodded after a while.

　　 "Maybe this time, you are right..."

　　 "Even for Maca..." Hermione said softly in her heart.

　　……

　　The matter at the duel club inevitably became a topic for the students.

　　Some are discussing Maca's bravery and freedom, and some are wondering how strong Maca has become, and so on. But more, still talking about Harry's performance.

　　"...Because it is Salazar Slytherin's famous ability to talk to snakes. Therefore, the symbol of Slytherin College is a snake! That's why everyone in the school now thinks you are him Great, great, great, great-grandson..."

　　 These words of Ron have been circling Harry's ears, and the comments and fear of other students made him quite angry.

　　 When Harry left the crowd angrily and walked through the corridors, he bumped into something that he shouldn't have seen again.

　　 Justin Finley was lying on the floor, cold and stiff, with a frightened expression on his face~IndoMTL.com~His eyes were staring at the ceiling blankly.

　　 It's not over yet, there is a character next to him, which is a bizarre sight that Harry has never seen before.

　　 Nearly headless Nick, he is the ghost of Gryffindor. But now, he was no longer milky white and translucent. Instead, he was completely black and smoky, lying motionless and suspended six inches above the ground.

　　 His head fell in half, and his face had the same horrified expression as Justin.

　　 Harry soon discovered that he didn't need to worry about how to explain Maca to Dumbledore, because he was being taken to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall at the moment.

　　 Dumbledore’s office is still so interesting.

　　If Harry doesn't have so many things to worry about right now, he should feel very happy to have the opportunity to come here.

　　 This is a spacious, beautiful round room full of funny little things.

　　 There are many strange silverware on the slender table. They whirled, emitting small puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of the old principals, men and women, and they all snore softly in their respective frames.

　　 There is also a huge table in the room, the legs of which are in the shape of claws. And on a shelf behind the table, there was a tattered, crumpled wizard hat—the sorting hat.

　　 Harry hesitated, he looked warily at the sleeping wizards and wizards on the surrounding walls.

　　 If he took off his hat and tried it on his head again, there would be no hindrance, right?

　　 Harry quietly walked around the table, picked up the hat on the shelf, and slowly buttoned it on his head—the hat was too big, and it slid down to cover his eyes, just like the first time he wore it. Always like that.