Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 696: Bazaars and accidents

"...Damn it, wasn't it just being stoned to the foot?"

For the act of pushing Pansy Parkinson casually, even now Malfoy has to admit that it was a mistake caused by his own anger.

Of course, the reason he thought so was not because of some ridiculous apologies to Pansy. In fact, he was only expressing introspection for the possibility of attracting Maca's attention.

No matter how proud the current Malfoy is, as long as the special existence of Maca is always in front of him, he will never be truly "arrogant".

Currently, no one knows what has changed in Malfoy, and no one knows what has suddenly changed him. Even... whether this handsome blond boy can be called by the name "Draco Malfoy", I'm afraid it has become an unknown number.

But at least, the name Maca McLean is still deeply engraved in his heart, providing him with a strong sense of crisis at all times. This is an undisputed fact.

Otherwise, how could he, who is already "arrogant" with strength in his hand, still willing to hide himself among the Hogwarts student group?

"No, I need more power, more...more powerful..."

Half lying on the bed in the dormitory, Malfoy’s head is resting on the left arm behind his head, and the right hand stretched out in front of him is surrounded by a ray of black air, as if he can feel the hidden Kind of mysterious energy.

For ordinary wizards, this power is already strong enough, but for Malfoy at this time...

"...Impossible, with this little strength, it is impossible to take that blow."

As he murmured this sentence, an extremely bright icy blue beam of light flashed in his mind, it was a dazzling brilliance that broke through the clouds and penetrated into the sky.

Yes, at least the Malfoy in front of him still clearly remembers the amazing power that Maca showed to a group of teachers and students at the scene of Dumbledore's death.

At that point in time, the power of Maca was undoubtedly a shot to awaken the entire Hogwarts; but now in retrospect, that terrible strength will also bring great pressure to some people. .

"Albania."

While staring closely at the black air between his fingers, a familiar and unfamiliar place name word was slowly vomited out of Malfoy's mouth.

……

In the early morning of the next day, when the morning sun gently smeared the earth with a golden red color, it announced the beginning of another sunny day.

For the majority of Hogwarts students, this day was originally called "Happy Hogsmeade Day." But today, it is impossible to go to Hogsmeade Village, even if they are forced to go with a magic wand.

Because today they only need to step out of the castle gate to easily enjoy a more colorful time of eating, drinking and playing than in Hogsmeade Village.

This unprecedented international alchemy competition has had a huge impact on Hogwarts, and it is definitely multifaceted.

Since yesterday evening, the huge front courtyard of the school has been occupied by countless vendors and temporary shops. Although it was forbidden to operate at night because it was considered as a school, it became lively again early this morning.

Seriously, today, I am afraid that no one will go to the auditorium for breakfast, because the food from all over the world can be said to be everywhere here.

Soon, the little wizards appeared in groups. They walked back and forth between tents of different shapes and carpets full of merchandise. Most of the people were enthusiastic. When talking and laughing with each other, a pleasant atmosphere filled the air constantly.

To be honest, most of the people who came to watch the event from the magic world from all over the world were mostly adults and a small number of preschool children. After all, it is not a holiday right now, and there are still very few students who can come to participate in the activity.

So, these little wizards of Hogwarts who came out suddenly added a lot of precious youth and vitality to this place.

However, even among the passionate students, there are always some lack of vigor. Obviously, Ensi, who is not in a beautiful mood these past two days, is one of them.

He is walking alone in the crowd, but he is thinking about things that have nothing to do with the scene in front of him. Compared with the wonderful weather and the cheerful crowd, his inner world may not be so rich in color.

"What the **** is... should I go?"

While recalling everything he met in the Slytherin Chamber last night, Ens kept thinking about one thing--whether he should or should he go back there again.

Giving away the rewards I have received after suffering is not something that can be easily relieved. In Salazar Slytherin’s test, he suffered a lot, but Malfoy robbed him of the fruit of victory in the end...

Well, let’s not mention whether it is a "fruit" or not. After all, according to Slytherin, although there are rewards left by him, there should also be corresponding problems.

But no matter what it has, Ensi always has the right to see it for himself.

But now, because of the invisible deterrence caused by Malfoy's strength, he reluctantly chose not to move forward. At least until he was sure, he couldn't even persuade himself to go down to the secret room and take another look.

There is another secret room behind the wall, right? Has Malfoy destroyed the wall? So what did he get... and, before leaving, would he ruin the "secret room in the secret room" and monopolize everything he got from it?

This series of problems have continued to plague Ens since he lay in bed last night. It's a pity that if you don't go down and take a look at it with your own eyes, you will never get the answer.

"Or, just think of a way to spread the news...even if I can't get it, I can't make him feel better!"

Suddenly this idea came up in his head, but soon, he rejected it again.

"Hmph...no, I can't give up yet," Ensi couldn't help but shook his head, but said angrily, "I guess Malfoy had already thought of this idea? Otherwise, I was at the time. It may not be able to escape from there so smoothly...At that time, the power of the blessing potion reminded me very clearly that my chances of successfully escaping from Malfoy were actually very low, very low..."

As he thinks now, Malfoy is clearly certain that he will not disclose what he has seen and heard in the secret room to other people-that is not a person who can think about escape under great pressure. The result of the selection.

Just as Ens was so depressed about these annoying things, a familiar voice rang from the crowd behind him and got closer and closer.

"...I heard that there are bird and snake eggshells for sale near the Forbidden Forest. There are not many birds and snakes now."

"Oh! The book says that they can scale their bodies freely... But, sell eggshells? Is it used in the formula of what potion?"

"No, it's because the shells of birds and snakes are made of sterling silver, which is very collectible."

Ens can hear it. The voice in the middle is undoubtedly the first classmate he knows, now Alexander at Gryffindor College.

The other voice sounded like Harry Potter, a more famous senior in Gryffindor College.

While hearing these conversations, Ensi wondered if he wanted to speed up his pace. Because after thinking about whether he would ask the other party for help last night, that kind of ambivalence made him not want to meet with each other at all.

However, in a blink of an eye he knew he didn't need to hesitate anymore.

"Ens?"

Alexander is still the Alexander after all. Even if he hasn't forgiven the Ens Tavon in the library that day, he won't even lose the basic courtesy of saying hello when he sees each other.

Hearing Alexander's shout, Ensi, whose heart was full of entanglements, could not be treated as if he hadn't heard, and the pace of his advancement slowed down unconsciously.

"Hmm."

He turned his head back a little, and responded rather muddledly.

This kind of nonchalant response is naturally very inconsistent with the impression Enns left on Alexander. The latter immediately looked at the opponent with a hint of hesitation, but where could he find the answer from the back of Ensi's head in front?

"This is your friend?" Harry who was next to Alexander asked curiously, and then briskly said, "That...isn't it? You haven't had breakfast yet? How about us? Let's go together!"

Like brave to reckless traits, passion is also one of Gryffindor's specialties, but Ens is definitely not used to it.

Don't talk about Alexander~IndoMTL.com~ Anyway, he and Harry don't think there will be any topics to talk about. Instead of being uncomfortable with them when the time comes, he might as well take the initiative to leave as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, Ens decided to refuse.

But he hadn't had time to speak in the future, and a strange noise suddenly came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, attracting the attention of most people, including him.

"...put down the wand! I warn you...put down..."

Amidst the noisy sound, a slight voice pierced the crowd, seemingly in the ears of Harry and the others.

"It's Hermione!"

Harry knew who the owner of the voice was in an instant, and after hearing Hermione’s slightly anxious words, he did not hesitate to push away from the crowd and spread the voice as quickly as possible. Ran in the direction of coming.

Alexander beside him was stunned for a moment, and after subconsciously glanced at Ens, he managed to chase after him.