Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 74: Dumbledore’s little story

　　 When Professor McGonagall found Maca, he was staying in the greenhouse with Willie, recording the growth of the flowers last time.

　　 "Oh! Mr. McLean, you are here." Professor McGonagall pushed open the greenhouse door and said immediately, "Come with me, Dumbledore has something to look for you."

　　 Maca calmly closed the notebook, then raised his head and looked at the door.

　　 "Okay, Professor McGonagall." After that, he turned his head and said to Willie, "Miss Blois, it seems that I have to leave. You can go back when you are done. You don't need to wait here. I am."

　　 After that, he sorted out the notebook casually, and followed Professor McGonagall to the principal's office.

　　 Although I have been there several times, Maca has always had no good feelings about it. Every time Dumbledore faced Dumbledore, there was always an invisible pressure pouring over him, which made him unable to relax at all times.

　　 Especially this time, he did a lot of things that no one else knew. But being able to conceal it from others does not mean that it can be concealed from Dumbledore as well. Here, the mastery of a "degree" is very important.

　　Maca waited in the principal's room not long before Dumbledore pushed in.

　　 "How are you doing recently?" Dumbledore said relaxedly, "Would you like some iced lemon juice?"

　　 "I think this is a good idea." Maca nodded calmly.

　　 When the two faced each other and sat down at their desks, Dumbledore took the initiative to open up the topic.

　　"You must be very concerned about it. I am looking for you at this time. I have something to do with you." Dumbledore said gently, "In fact, it is not a complicated matter—"

　　 "I just invited you to come and listen to me tell a short story."

　　Maca didn’t understand what this so-called "little story" had to do with him, but this did not prevent him from becoming a qualified listener.

　　"A long time ago, there was a young wizard who had a happy family and a good life. When he entered Hogwarts to learn magic, he discovered his talent and came into being A series of ambitions and ideals..."

　　 Dumbledore spoke softly in a soothing tone, as if missing something.

　　 Behind his half-moon glasses, the pale blue pupils glowed with a faint radiance.

　　"The ideal of this little wizard is simple, but it is also very large. As far as he is young, he had not considered the correctness of this ideal at the time."

　　"A few years later, the little wizard graduated from Hogwarts with the best grades... But his family had many accidents during these few years, which made him have to interrupt his Ideal."

　　"At the time, his sister was still young. When she was casting her magic, she was attacked by three Muggle boys who saw her showing her magical abilities. This attack made his sister's spirit very unstable—— Her magic was out of control. And their father also used the spell to avenge those Muggle boys... He took it alone to ensure that his poor daughter would not be imprisoned in St. Mungo’s Magical Injury Hospital for life. All the guilt...he was sent to Azkaban."

　　"After that, their mother took them to move..."

　　 Hearing this, Maca immediately realized that the little wizard in this story was probably Dumbledore himself.

　　Dumbledore’s story continues...

　　 "Unfortunately, it doesn't end here." Dumbledore raised his head slightly, and the lens became brighter as the angle of the light changed, covering his slightly preoccupied eyes.

　　"When the little wizard’s sister was fourteen years old, her magic power went off again... This accident brought her mother’s life to an abrupt end. At that time, the only one who could prevent her sister’s magic power went off, the little wizard’s My brother is not at home."

　　"At that time, the little wizard was very painful...extremely painful. But things have happened, irreversibly, and life will continue. He bears his brother’s resentment, and constantly comforts those who blame himself. Sister, take on this already fragmented family."

　　 At this point, Dumbledore was silent for a while before continuing.

　　 "But at this moment, a little wizard who had the same ambitions as him appeared. They soon established a deep friendship and allowed the little wizard to regain his ideals."

　　"They set off together, looking for some clues that the little wizard got during Hogwarts school...During this period, the little wizard lost his emotions in order to accept a certain test."

　　 Hearing this, Maca's heart suddenly jumped, and a lot of questions almost came out of his throat.

　　 But when he saw that Dumbledore was still immersed in his story, he forcibly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

　　Perhaps, Dumbledore was also one of the candidates; perhaps, Dumbledore had known his little secrets a long time ago; or, perhaps, this sudden conversation was born because of this.

　　Maca decided not to interrupt Dumbledore’s story. If he wanted to say something, he would always tell himself.

　　"...At this moment, the little wizard’s brother pointed out that if there is a sister as a concern, the little wizard is absolutely impossible to become a hero leader. The little wizard’s close friend was very angry about this and turned to the little wizard 'S younger brother cast a heart-piercing spell."

　　"At this time, the little wizard’s sealed emotions loosened--he protected his brother. But because of this, a messy duel broke out between the three. In the chaos, the little wizard’s My sister hoped to help her brothers, but was killed by a spell cast by an unknown person!"

　　 Dumbledore’s long white beard trembled slightly, as if he still hadn’t let go.

　　"The little wizard’s emotions were restored, and the originally helpless test passed...but he gave up all the subsequent tests and his ideals. He doesn’t know what he has insisted on all the time, what is it? Meaning-my sister died, my brother hated him forever, and even my best friends fled far away."

　　 At this point, Dumbledore suddenly looked at Maca, his eyes sharp and serious.

　　 "If it were you, what would you do?" he asked.

　　Maca pursed her lips, her face still calm. He was thinking, thinking, and really thinking about this issue, but he didn't know.

　　 After a long time, Maca finally spoke: "The answer to this question, you need to find it yourself."

　　 Dumbledore's face was sullen, he looked at Maca, and after a while, he actually smiled.

　　 "You are better than the little wizard in this story." Dumbledore said, "He finally gave up searching, and you may not."

　　 "This is probably because I am a Hufflepuff." Maca said like this.

　　 Dumbledore called Maca this time, as if it was really just to tell such a story. In the rest of the time, two wizards, one old and one young, sat opposite each other, both sipping lemon juice without saying a word, thinking about their own affairs, until the beginning of the dinner.

　　 Dumbledore may or may not fully understand the things that Maca did. But he didn't mean to ask at all.

　　 This time, the whole banquet lasted all night.

　　 Harry and Ron both got some extra points, which allowed Gryffindor to finally win the Academy Cup this year.

After 　　, Professor McGonagall stood up and told them that the school decided to cancel the exam in order to entertain everyone. Except for Hermione, all the students were very happy about it.

　　 And Dumbledore announced that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart will not be able to return next semester. When everyone heard the news, cheers broke out-after all, no matter what miracle he created, his courses are too great Oh no.

　　 In addition, it is worth mentioning that several teachers are also applauding for this.

　　 Apart from these surprises, this banquet is indeed very lively, but Maca has never been used to such lively scenes. Especially recently, he always likes to be alone in a place where no one is thinking about problems.

　　In the middle of the banquet, he took a drink and walked out of the hall.

　　 "Professor Lockhart?" Maca suddenly looked back~IndoMTL.com~ Why did you come out? Shouldn't you be the one you enjoy the most? You are the hero of Hogwarts this semester. "

　　 Lockhart shook his head with a wry smile when he heard the words, a rare sense of reality appeared on his face.

　　 "There have been many people who have told me this or that, but I have never taken their words to heart." He said, "But this time, I only understood it after I experienced it. How boring it is to be an incompetent spectator during an exciting adventure."

　　Maca glanced at him and said calmly: "It seems that I can look forward to your next book."

　　 Lockhart's eyes widened when he heard these words.

　　 "Oh—" He couldn't help but sighed, "I can't believe it, are you really a kid who didn't finish the second grade? How do you know—"

　　"When a writer feels ‘boring’ about his own story, he will probably tear up his manuscript and recreate a new story."

　　 Obviously, Maca has determined that Lockhart will never write this incident as another "false novel".

　　 "I think you will become a terrible wizard in the future." Lockhart couldn't help but said.

　　Maca forced a stiff smile at him.

　　 "In this case, it is the wisest choice to be friends with such a terrible wizard." He said dryly, "Maybe there will be things to ask you in the future, so remember to protect you in the magic world. Popularity."

　　 "Haha, of course." Lockhart smiled awkwardly.

　　 This night, the night sky is still so deep, the sky full of stars flickering, as if telling people on the ground: everything in the world will be like the rotation of the stars and the moon, returning to peace again.