Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 790: Late invitations

It's hard to say that Harry and the others have grown up. Maybe they have gradually matured physically, but a person's psychology is not something that is clear at a glance.

After observing the invisible beast named "Demi", Maca sat in Hagrid's hut for a while, and then walked to the auditorium with Hagrid.

On the faculty seat in the auditorium, Maca deliberately ate a little slower. The purpose of course was to see if Hermione and others were unusual.

In Azkaban before, although Maca didn't fully believe in that Eun Ravenclaw, the last reminder left by the other party did make sense.

Always keep an eye on the people around you, you can’t go wrong.

However, after paying attention to the three Harry at breakfast and Hermione in the ancient magic lesson in the morning, he found that he seemed to be a little worried.

Well, except that Harry's words seem to be a little bit more?

And since that day, about a week or so, Maca's life at Hogwarts seems to have returned to plain again. During the day, I teach and do research, and at night, I continue to do research and go to bed on time.

Occasionally...and only occasionally, he occasionally went to the Astronomy Tower to observe the stars in the sky. The luminosity of the comet named "Haile-Bopp" by Muggles can already be observed more intuitively with the naked eye.

This is actually one of the reasons why Maca is not interested in wizard astronomy, because only stars that can be directly seen or "seen" by wizards can be included in the measurable and usable range Inside.

So, when Maca looked up at the sky full of stars, he was more purely appreciating this wonderful landscape.

Yes, he is not even interested in picking up the single-scope telescope at hand.

For wizards living in modern times, even the magical mysteries that exist on the planet they live on are constantly being ignored and forgotten, how can they touch the endless universe?

You know, according to Maca’s understanding of wizarding astronomy, almost every star has its own magical meaning.

These "meanings" are not at all clear, but they have been deduced by a large number of ancient wizards from generation to generation and accumulated by referring to various events and experiences.

If we resurrect the wizard who studied astronomy in the ancient times and take a look at the observation results of modern Muggles, I am afraid that they will be scared by the countless stars and die again on the spot.

However, although Maca didn't want to study the astronomy of the magical world at all, he had to try to think and understand the comet in the sky that was gradually flying towards the sun.

Unconsciously, a week passed.

……

In the past few days, the weather has gradually cooled down, and the rain has also started to increase.

Yes, it's almost October. In Hogwarts during this time period, it usually rains, and then the wind gradually increases, and finally with a rapid cooling, it becomes a heroic snow that spans the end of the year and the beginning of the year.

For the past week, Miriam and Asaph have been living in a Muggle residential area. The two had a peaceful life. Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping every day, they went out to enjoy Muggle life while keeping a low profile.

Because, during this time, they were just waiting for news from the Augustine family, and there was no other task other than that.

"The Augustine family is really calm. How many days have passed since?"

In the evening, Miriam sat on the sofa in the living room and put her slender legs directly on the glass coffee table. She was watching TV while eating snacks, and she still took the time to complain from time to time.

To put it nicely, she has a personality; but if she speaks more objectively, it means "there is no reserve of being a beauty".

"It’s okay. Didn’t the boss tell us? As long as there is not much change in the British magical world, we don’t need to worry too much about this'deal' with the Augustine family. If you look at the information from the boss, , I think they should be anxious, right?"

On the other side of the living room, Yasa sat directly at the bar near the kitchen area. It’s closer to the refrigerator, making it easier for him to get cold beer at any time.

At present, they don't use the spell as much as possible. After all, this is London. They don't want to actively provide the British Ministry of Magic with the possibility of being aware of their existence.

"Well, it depends on when they can't help it anymore," Millian put a snack into her mouth, vaguely, "By the way, it's your turn to stay home tonight... Keep some My son, the Augustine family may send someone over at any time."

"I know," Asaph said with a sip, "every more day, there will be more people coming, depending on whether they will come'today' or'tomorrow'."

Millian on the sofa shrugged indifferently when she heard the words.

"Do you think that if this transaction were to be known to McLean, what kind of influence would it have on him?" She was talking, but she felt that she didn't seem to be correct in her wording, so she simply changed it. He said, "No, I mean, how would he react to this?"

Asaph put down the bottle for a moment, then shook his head.

"Who knows?" He said, "Although we and him have been handed over once, and we have been repaired by one pass, our knowledge of him is actually limited to information. What would he think, anyway I can't figure it out."

"Yes!" Miriam listened to Asaph's words and couldn't help shaking her head. "Just like we can't figure out what the boss thinks, McLean, who has created so many miracles with one hand, is also a fellow We are very different genius wizards."

"If I had met him before, I might have thought he was just a young man with better luck," she said, "but now...want to speculate on the thinking of a genius, maybe it was an ignorant intention. ?"

"Oh, all this is only temporary anyway," Asaph sighed, "Since you can't guess, just don't bother with that. Just follow the plan given by the boss."

During the conversation between the two, the sky gradually dimmed. Although it was rainy all day outside, they knew at this moment that another night was coming.

Milian glanced out of the window, then put her legs away and stood up from the sofa, and even twisted her waist to move her muscles and bones.

"Should you come back at 2 in the morning?" Asa saw her getting up, he said casually, "Remember to bring me some food back today, so I don't have to do it myself."

"Okay," Miriam responded as he walked to the door, "but that bar only has fish and chips, and it tastes a bit bad... Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!"

"Eh! Can't you change another house then?"

Asaph had not had time to say a few more words when he saw the door slammed shut.

"No change!"

A vague voice came in through the door, and Asaph was very depressed.

"I always feel... Since the last mission was over, this girl has become more inattentive than before?" He looked at the closed door and said to himself with a little doubt.

But when he turned his head and saw the pile of empty bottles on the bar, he rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"Forget it, look at these wine bottles, and suddenly feel that I am the one who is least qualified to talk about her."

To be honest, the whole team was astonished by the strength that Maca showed at the time. If you compare it with Maca's age, the invisible shock seems even more difficult to calm down.

They are a group of elites who have experienced a lot of life and death. Everyone has the consciousness of mortal, and they have extremely high quality both physically and mentally.

But sometimes, death is not the only thing that scares people. When people find that their own efforts may be just a joke in the eyes of others, this feeling of being completely denied is enough to overthrow absolute confidence in one fell swoop.

"It is also a child without parents, why is the gap so big?"

Asaph drank the cold beer in one gulp, then pushed the empty bottle to the bar, and when he retracted his hand, he stroked the tip of his forehead back his head by the way.

The water vapor on the bottle wall stuck to the hand~IndoMTL.com~ and touched the scalp with the fingers, bringing sporadic chills to Asaph's brain.

But at this moment, a slight knock on the door suddenly sounded, pulling his thoughts back to the reality before him.

"Oh, is it finally here?"

Asaph rubbed his face, and then stood up from the tall stool--a little alcohol did not bring him drunk, but the various thoughts in recent days have left his mind. Somewhat misty.

"Click."

He walked to the door and unscrewed the doorknob, and soon saw the man standing outside the door.

The other party is a wizard, this is clearly identifiable, because the other party is wearing a simple and elegant exquisite wizard robe.

The embroidered family crest on the collar of the young wizard clearly shows the power he represents.

"Excuse me...Does Miss Miriam live here?"

Asaph looked at this handsome "little white face", and felt a little disgusted for some reason. Of course, he has never been an emotional person, and has always been good at disguising himself.

"Yes," he nodded slightly, "Are you Master Augustine?"

As for the appearance of the mission objective, Asaph certainly knew everything well, and Miriam had already shared with him the general feeling of what he actually saw.

Acknowledge the wrong person, that doesn't exist.

"Exactly," Mallor stood outside the door, and politely politely politely facing Asaph, "Presumably you are the'another companion' mentioned by Miss Miriam. Right? My father invited me. I hope that the two of them can come to the house to tell their faces, and there will be no problem in the next two days."

After all, he actually took out two very formal invitations and reached out and handed them to Asaph.

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