Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 744: “The most revered father of trash”

Maca is not a person who likes to play sensational... well, at least on the surface generally not. If you have to say it, he is actually more pragmatic, and he will be more efficient when he treats others.

Then when he faced Lucius at Malfoy Manor this time, why did he take the initiative to talk about family affection? Is it really just to give Lucius plenty of mental preparation time?

The facts tell us that Maca is still the same Maca, and he still doesn't have much sympathy for the suffering Malfoy and his son. The reason why he cared so much about Lucius's state of mind was simply because he had already made a decision.

"Mr. Malfoy, remind your house-elf-in the next time, you should never enter this room without order."

In an empty room on the top floor of the mansion, Maca was painting on the floor, apparently drawing a rather complicated rune pattern.

Even Snape has only seen Maca this peculiar use of ancient magic literature only a few times.

He is standing quietly right now, his eyes staring at the gradually forming pattern on the floor, seeming to want to see some doorway from it.

Snape has also read through the textbooks Maca used to teach students many times. Now, looking at the rune pattern that Maca personally constructed, he can only find regretfully that these are two completely different levels.

"...Is it basically impossible to use the combination of ancient runes in this formation?"

After looking at it for a while, Snape couldn't help but ask. When Maca heard it, he nodded immediately, but the degree of depiction of the magic text on his hand did not drop at all.

"Well, how do I put it..." He explained casually, "In short, the meaning of the ancient runes is too vague. Simple combinations may not be a problem, but if the combinations are too complex, it will be difficult. Competent."

He said, but he added a special sentence: "Of course, as the'last ancient magic text', it can play a very important role in guiding students to get started. It can even be said that it is nothing. Alternative."

At the beginning, Maca himself also started with Rune. Without it, Maca would not be able to understand how to understand more in-depth magic texts.

After he squatted on the ground and fiddled with it for a while, a rune pattern with branches and branches was finally completed.

At present, although it is only the patterns and lines written on the floor with pen and ink, when it is injected with magic power, it will bloom with a beautiful blue light.

"Mr. Malfoy," Maca stood up and said to Lucius, who was also standing on the outside, unsure, "Although I told you about Draco's situation just before I came here. . But I think you’d better listen carefully again, including what you need to do later..."

"Remember, Draco is still the original Draco, your son," he paused. "He may show a completely different character than before, he may say a lot of mess. If you...may even upset your heart with pleading or scolding..."

"However, as long as you find a way to wake up Draco's lover, even for a moment! I will firmly seize the opportunity to recover him."

At this point, Maca took out his staff and waved it casually, and a small statue immediately flew out of his waist pocket. I saw that the statue grew bigger and bigger in mid-air, and when it fell to the center of the pattern, it had completely changed back to what it looked like after being petrified.

"Remember what I said to you before." Maca reminded again.

Draco's appearance after petrification has not changed in the slightest, and the resentment and horror at the time are still vivid on his face. And his expression, of course, had a big impact on Lucius.

"Draco..."

Seeing how his son was petrified, especially the panic and fear on his son's face, Lucius seemed to feel his heart tightened.

Although he, as a father, usually does not spoil his children like his mother Narcissa, and sometimes even sternly teaches, it does not mean that he does not love his children.

Because Maca also needed his true feelings to be revealed in the future, he did not say anything to suppress the other party's emotions. Because it can be seen that after the series of psychological preparations just now, Lucius can barely restrain the inner agitation.

"Are you ready?"

Maca took out another potion bottle from her waist, and asked one last time.

On the other side, Lucius rearranged his face, and after standing directly opposite his son, he sank and nodded. At this moment, Draco was inside the rune pattern, and Lucius was outside, and the distance between the two was like an impossible gap.

No way, Maca said earlier-even a failure is not absolutely unacceptable, but if you walk into that formation, then everything will stop.

After Lucius nodded to confirm, Maca immediately waved his staff again, causing the potion bottle with the oak cork to be removed to float steadily on top of the stone statue.

The medicine bottle is tilting, and the potion inside is pouring out a little bit.

As the liquid medicine slides down from the head of the stone statue, the petrochemical effect of the place it passes is continuously weakened until it is eliminated.

This process is actually not a long one, and the effective time of the Mandela grass resurrection potion is quite short. But in Lucius's feelings, these tens of seconds are as long as a few months.

Of course Maca didn't completely remove Draco's petrified state, all he wanted was to be able to talk normally. Soon, when he found that Draco's eyes began to tremble slightly, he immediately took the potion bottle back.

"...Ah! You are lying to me! Don't..."

Draco's thoughts obviously remained at the moment Maca petrified him. At that time, he mistakenly thought that Maca was going to kill him directly on the spot. But at the last moment, when he felt that his entire face was numb, he knew that he had been cheated.

And then, he completely lost consciousness.

Now that part of the petrification effect was lifted, he couldn't help but shout out, but it didn't take long before he realized that he had reached a new environment.

"...Father."

"Draco," Lucius looked at his son's face with a complicated expression, "Draco...you...are you feeling okay?"

As Maca said before, Draco is still the same Draco. At this time, facing his father, his face also showed a hint of hesitation, as if he was recalling something.

It’s not unusual for sons to worship their fathers, and these feelings have been everywhere since ancient times. And Draco was one of these people.

From a very young age, he felt that his father was cool, and he looked arrogant and self-confident when he saw people and doing things. For a long time, he believed that his father was the most powerful wizard in the world, and he wanted to imitate his father's every move.

But after that, he enrolled in Hogwarts, Voldemort was resurrected, the Malfoy family fell into turmoil, and the father he admired at the time became more and more blurred in his mind.

Then one day, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have grown up.

As for Draco's mental health problems, Maca was roughly correct in his judgment-Draco was indeed under a lot of pressure from his parents and family, and he was almost out of breath.

There is one sentence, but Maca is wrong.

Draco was not overwhelmed by the heavy reality. He was indeed timid about himself and the future of his family, but he was still trying to straighten his waist.

Even when he was invaded by nightmares and gradually found that his state had problems, he still did not give up, but made his last struggle.

If not, I'm afraid Maca won't have this chance to "save" Draco now.

After Lucius asked tentatively, Draco's face changed slightly, but after a while, his eyes showed a strange sharpness again.

After that, he simply stopped looking at his father's face, but barely turned his head to look at Maca who was standing on the side with Snape.

"McLean, we seem to... meet again."

As he threw this sentence at Maca, a sarcastic smile appeared on Draco's face.

He is still alive, which proves that his observations and inferences about Maca do not seem to be wrong. In other words, as long as he is Draco Malfoy, Maca can't really kill him.

Now, even his father Lucius has appeared in front of him. Isn't this more proof that he is right?

"Yeah! We meet again."

Maca nodded blankly without saying much. His eyes were also looking in Draco's direction, but he was looking at Draco rather than looking at something else through Draco's body.

Seeing Maca's somewhat inattentive look, Draco slowly narrowed his eyes, his gaze getting sharper.

"Finally lied to me~IndoMTL.com~ Petrified me before I could react. Didn’t you guess that I could assimilate and swallow'that guy"..." He said in a low voice, "Why, are you? I thought that if I had a father, I would cry and cry and kneel down and ask for forgiveness."

At this point, Draco curled his lips, his contempt intensified.

"Huh... okay," he said with a grin, "Untie the petrochemicals! I will do as you wish... After all, this is my most respected trash father!"

"Draco, you--"

"Shut up! Dear father," Draco said with a cold face, turning his head abruptly, "Have you made me not miserable enough? Did you make this family miserable enough? If I were you , I will definitely put a life-killing curse on myself, so I don’t have to nest in this home and bear the repeated curses of ancestor portraits every day!"

　　

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