Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 632: Whisper by the lake

"Harry, Ginny, you all performed well today! Although the Quidditch Cup has slipped away, but if you want me to say, it's actually nothing..."

"Oh, thank you! I think Ginny is the best performer today!"

On the way back to the castle, Maca quickly caught up with Harry and the others, and blended into the conversation with several people quite naturally.

"Yes!" Hearing Harry took advantage of the situation, he praised Ginny, Maca couldn't help but smiled, "Ginny, she did a good job in the game, and the words she said are even more beautiful! With your wonderful performance today, Professor Dumbledore will definitely feel that my Light Wheel 2000 did not give the wrong person!"

"...Um...I will try to make it the brightest flying broom in Hogwarts!"

Even though Ginny said so confidently, her cheeks were still a little red, which was obviously a bit too much for everyone to praise her. Don't look at her being so heroic on the court, but that is only limited to the situation where the blood is rushing to the brain, usually Ginny is still a very warm and moist girl.

After a logical mention of Dumbledore, Maca glanced at Harry secretly from the corner of his light.

"Speaking of Professor Dumbledore..." he asked casually, "Harry, I asked you to read the book carefully that day. Have you read it? Have you learned anything?"

"Oh—"

As soon as Maca brought the topic here, Harry's mind suddenly flashed through the accident that happened on the court before.

"Um...Yes..." His words hesitated a little, obviously his mind hadn't been completely extracted from that little memory, "I read it, but... it seems to be just a story book , You know, I'm talking about a few experiences of Godric Gryffindor. That's interesting, but if you want to say something about it...I don't have any clues anyway."

"Really?" Maca looked at Harry's expression and nodded if he knew it. "Well... it doesn't matter, if... I mean if-if you think of something, or think If you need to tell me, remember to come to my office anytime to find me!"

He could feel that Harry did respond to his temptation, but since he didn’t say it in front of everyone, it means that he probably didn’t want to disturb everyone’s rhythm with his troubles. .

Hermione and others are in very good condition recently. While taking the .Ls exam, they did not forget to set aside time regularly to strengthen their personal abilities. In addition, now that Harry has officially come together with Ginny, while tasting the sweetness, most of his heart has also developed a sense of protection and responsibility as a boyfriend.

Because of these considerations, Maca decided to respect Harry's rather heavy choice. After all, after understanding the reasons for this situation in Harry, he knew that the actual harm was not great. As long as Harry continued to increase the Occupational Cerebral practice, things would be resolved naturally.

"Ah, okay!" Harry nodded immediately, "If I find something in the book, I will tell you immediately!"

As for the book titled "Golden Griffon from the Wilderness", Maca actually turned it over in the ward. In fact, it is indeed an ordinary storybook, and there is nothing worth paying attention to. If you have to say that you can get something out of it, I am afraid it has a few easy-to-understand educational meanings.

What is the educational significance? The story about Godric is nothing more than the spirit of bravery, desperation, and adventure! With these things, the sorting hat will be picked up and sung once every year, and it is really soothing.

In a short time, a few people followed the other little wizards and went back to the castle chatting casually.

……

The final game of the Quidditch Cup is finally over. Whether the result is pleasant or not, it is a thing of the past. At the end of the busy semester, everyone's focus is still on the exam, including the "heroes" who have been active on the field.

So, in theory, the day of the game is a day of rest, but most of the little wizards are still working hard in the library or common room to review their homework-at least the fifth and seventh grades must be like this .

However, don’t forget, there are two gracious guests at Hogwarts Castle right now!

In the afternoon that day, the Hornheim brothers and sisters who had finished their lunch in the auditorium temporarily bid farewell to Maca who was going to correct the students' homework, and took a leisurely pace to the lake beside the castle.

The weather has been pretty good these few days, and it is now spring again, the sun is shining brightly and the breeze is fainting. Looking around from the lake, the surface of the lake is even more shining, as if someone has sprinkled a lot of golden leaves into the lake, and the eyes are full of gleaming golden light.

In such a beautiful environment, everything is particularly intoxicating, but there is only one thing that is particularly emotional.

"Is this where Mr. Albus Dumbledore was buried?"

At this moment, Sarah is standing in front of the nearly one-person ice coffin. The ice-blue translucent coffin still emits strands of cold in the sun, constantly surging on the green grass.

What is surprising is that what is condensed into the coffin body is obviously some kind of extremely cold ice, standing in front of it only makes people feel a little cool, even the grass is still growing nearby. .

"I heard my father said that this ice coffin was made by Maca on the day of the funeral..." The fat man next to his sister said with a surprised expression, "Although I have visited once a few days ago, no matter what I've seen it a few times, and it's still so beautiful... But how long can this ice block last?"

This fat man is right. Under the sun, this ice coffin is diffused with dazzling brilliance, and it seems to be exceptionally beautiful. And in this ice coffin, Dumbledore's face still remained the same as it was before his death, half of it had not changed, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Sarah ignored the fat man’s words, she just stared at the big ice block inlaid with this man, after a while, she bowed to Dumbledore, and then walked gently to the edge of the lake. Under a tree.

"Brother Noah, Sarah won't go to Busbarton anymore," she said leisurely. "We'll go home in a few days and talk to my dad. I will be here for school in the second half of the year." /

"Huh?" The fat man said strangely, "When I mentioned to you last time, didn't you say that you didn't want to come to Hogwarts to go to school? Why now..."

"Mr. McLean is very funny," Little Sarah blinked and whispered, "and it's really amazing. He may know some mysteries that others don't know... If it is possible, I think I will I need him to help me solve some doubts."

"Really?" The fat man said in surprise, "I think you always hate him, and I thought you didn't want to stay here long ago!"

"No," Sarah said, "I'm just...a little surprised and a little scared..."

The fat man was not surprised that she gradually stopped calling herself by her name. In fact, when she really got serious, it looked like this.

But the fat man was particularly surprised by the word "fear" that Sarah said.

"Uh..." he wondered, "Afraid?"

"Yes!" Sarah nodded calmly, "After a trial, I have roughly understood how far I am from him... The book is right, when it comes to alchemy and magic When the exploration reaches a certain depth, there are many things that can be connected-especially spiritual training and soul magic."

She said, there was a short pause, and then she continued: "I think...compared to any ancient magic text, his research on the soul has gone deep to a rather incredible level."

Compared with Sarah, who is already quite good in the study of spirit, the fat man who is made from material can not keep up with the horse. But no matter how he said he was also the young master of the Hohenheim family, and he knew a little bit about Sarah's words.

Of course, he is still at a loss for the details.

"So... you want to find something to refer to by his research direction?" The fat man asked half-understandably, "If you just want to talk to him, I don't think you want to Want to study at Hogwarts? Just borrow from my father-you don’t actually need to go to school, do you?"

"It's not just because of the need for research..." Sarah said, and looked back at Hogwarts Castle, looking in the direction of Maca's office.

The fat man tilted his head and stared at little Sarah, his doubts and curiosity intensified.

"Hey," he said jokingly, "My dear sister, can't it be said...you are in love with my good brother Maca? If so..."

"Stop talking about these boring words~IndoMTL.com~Sarah shook her head slightly, interrupting the fat man’s fun.

"Why is that?"

However, this time, Sarah turned around and looked at the lake again, her mouth being silent. Seeing that she was not talking, the fat man scratched his scalp vigorously, and then shrugged indifferently as if to give up.

"Okay!" He said, "This is your idea, you have the final say! Um... Then, when you say that, when are you going to go home?"

"...Let's watch it in a few days!" Sarah stared at the wonderful lake light, and for a long time she said an answer that wasn't an answer.

On the other side, Maca who is still in the office can't see the direction where the two are. But he didn't go to observe secretly, but that didn't mean he didn't know. He also noticed the words Sarah said to the fat man in the stands in the morning.

But because he felt a lot of secrets in Sarah, but there was nothing suspicious, so he limited his actions to only some temptations.