Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 892: Where did he go?
all day!
Maca accompanied Hermione and Luna, as well as Harry, Neville, and others who also joined in afterwards, playing inside and outside the castle for almost a whole day!
Of course, Ron is not in this mood today.
To be honest, it seems a long time has passed since the last time Maca had fun with everyone. Since he became a professor at Hogwarts, he seems to have been busy, and the time spent with these little friends is getting less and less.
Hermione feels that Maca today may be a conscience discovery, or she might want to really relax her mind and body.
So, he would rather not even hold the Christmas event of ancient magic literature, and also spare such a day to enjoy with other peers like carefree.
It's a pity that Hermione not only didn't guess right, but was even wrong.
In the evening, Maca, who was watching the Christmas performance in the auditorium with everyone, suddenly left Hermione and the others silently while everyone was fascinated.
He didn't bother anyone, but left the auditorium alone and went to the snow outside.
The snow outside is still falling, but there are still many people coming and going. From him, you can see that some people are heading towards Hagrid's hut, and some are heading towards the greenhouse... Naturally, some people are heading towards the castle.
Maca just paused for a while outside the gate of the auditorium, stopped to look at the huge front courtyard of the campus, and quickly stepped into the misty world.
Not long after, he walked slowly to the gate of the school, and suddenly stopped.
"Are you leaving now?"
That's Professor McGonagall. In the past few days, only she knew that Maca would leave Hogwarts at this time.
Maca heard the words and couldn't help but glanced back at the castle. The clouds cover the setting sun that should have appeared, making everything seem a little groggy, and if a snow curtain is added, it will be even more difficult to distinguish.
But even so, the familiar castle is still very clear in his memory.
"I will be back sooner or later, this time I will leave temporarily." He stared at the castle covered by the snow curtain, before turning around for a while, "...Yes, just as I went to Demster. Lang is the same, isn’t it?"
McGonagall looked at his face, and suddenly stretched out his slightly thin palm, and patted Maca's arm twice.
"I won't say much else-be careful!"
Maca then slightly nodded, and showed a bright smile at McGonagall, and then walked out of the school's iron fence without hesitation.
And this time, he didn't look back.
After a while, McGonagall, who was looking at the back of Maca, only saw the space twisted suddenly, and the figure disappeared completely in the blizzard drifting in the wind.
……
When Maca reappeared with momentary fluctuations, he had already arrived in a certain alley on the streets of London. And waiting here are a few newsmen like Mondungus.
"Are all the words released?"
"Of course, the entire European magic world, wherever it can be reached, has been spread. Anyone who is interested in this rumor can know it without too much effort."
"Well, when you see the effect, let’s pay everyone the rest of the reward! Remember to remind them not to talk about this work-otherwise, if things don’t happen, they’re afraid. I don’t even know how to die..."
After learning that the false information had been disseminated, Maca waved away the wizards gathered here, and then came to the street outside the alley as if nothing had happened.
The streets of London bathed in a Christmas atmosphere are very beautiful. Even if the heavy snow has engulfed the entire street, the flashing lights still make the street beautiful.
But on this street where people come and go, Maca is like a ghost that no one can see. He is clearly in the bustling city, but still seems to be alone.
"No way, after all...this is the most efficient choice."
He walked slowly along with the flow of people, feeling quite aimless, because he was thinking.
"When I first heard about Old Eun’s plan, I thought it was pure nonsense, but now I have come to the present step by step... I hope it will be smoother!"
"If it can be done, maybe I will be able to return to Hogwarts soon next year. There seems to be nothing wrong with being a professor for two years?"
"Well, speaking of it, everyone still likes this Christmas event... I hope they can enjoy the last day."
"Then, when Luna graduates, I will resign...Speaking of which, it should have a decent home..."
Maca's thinking became a little jumpy, which shows that his heart is really touched. It's just that, in any case, his plan is already in front of him, and even half of it has been implemented. There will be no more room for change in how to go next.
So even if he regrets it, he can only follow this path until the success or failure of the result gradually arrives.
Seriously, don't look at him having crushed Helbo several times in a row, and even left the opponent's body twice. But if the truth comes from substantial harm, in fact, even a hair of Helbo hasn't been hurt.
And this is where the power of Horcrux lies. As for Haierbo, the creator of the Horcrux production method, her evasion of side effects that did not affect the mind at all was an existence that Voldemort, who was also based on Horcruxes, could not match.
Suddenly, Maca walking in the crowd was startled.
"...Is it almost time?"
A thought flashed through my mind, and there was no one in the crowd for a short while, but even the Muggles walking behind him didn't notice it at all.
After he transfers through the door key again, the scene that reappears in his field of vision is already desolate. Looking into the distance, the towering black fortress reveals the name here.
This is the "Azkaban Wizarding Prison"—at least until the plans of Maca and Old Eun are completed, it is still the largest wizarding prison in Europe.
In the next second, Maca, who had just appeared on the island, flew high with his feet on the magic book, and quickly swept to the top of the fortress. And then, a large rune array composed of a large number of curved stone slabs quickly came into his eyes.
Of course, he also saw Eun Ravenclaw who had come here a long time ago.
"coming?"
Old Eun was still sitting in his wheelchair, but today his servant named Seaman did not come with him as usual.
"The news has been spread, right?"
The old man is still so angry when he speaks, making people feel like he is going to die at any time-if he is really always in this state, it is estimated that no one will understand how he came here alone of.
"Well, it's out..."
Maca came here, patronizing the formation for the final check, and the answer was somewhat absent-minded. He hasn't even landed, and he is still floating on the magic book volley, because this makes it easier for him to carefully check every corner of the pattern.
a few seconds later, he added another question:
"Where is your side?"
The intelligence points that Maca can currently reach are mostly concentrated in the European magic world. Besides, there are fewer places where he can actually reach out his hands.
So the spread of rumors like North Africa, West Asia, and even the entire American magic world was carried out by the forces created by Old Eun for so many years.
Seeing Maca's question, the old man quickly responded:
"No problem...No matter where he is, as long as he is still investigating where I am, he will definitely get the location information of my Greek branch. No matter what, he will definitely not come to disturb us... …"
After Old Eun finished speaking, the two fell silent again. Maca took the time to confirm the completeness and accuracy of the formation, while Old Eun cast his eyes far into the air.
Even if the sky today is full of thick clouds, it does not prevent him from tilting his head weakly and looking up at the sky. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and mist and reach the stars in the sky.
After more than ten minutes, Maca finally fell from the air and stood on the edge of this huge formation.
"...In that case, let's get started!"
As he spoke, he took out the staff, and the expression on his face became serious.
This formation mainly uses the resonance characteristics of magic in some extreme situations.
Just like Harry and Voldemort's wand core is the same phoenix tail feathers, when they use their wands for a duel, the almost identical magical properties of the two will naturally cause resonance.
The same principle~IndoMTL.com~ Since all stars are magical, when Maca creates a magic cluster that matches the magic of the comet through this formation, it can ignore the distance to it. .
Speaking of it, an application of ancient astronomy is actually to use the magic of the stars to resonate with the wizard's star array, and then achieve the results the wizards want.
Therefore, the method that Maca has worked hard to think about is actually a reverse application of ancient astronomy.
Not much, when Maca accurately pinched the time and dropped his wand on a slab of stone at the edge of the formation, his magic power immediately snaked along the lines of the slab towards the center of the formation. .
In just a blink of an eye, the blue streamer swam to the center of the formation, and then step by step, starting from the center point, the formation was lit up one by one.
At the same time, the four gazes of Maca and Old Eun all stared closely at the place where the brilliance flowed, silently watching the runes being excited one by one.
But it was also at this time that Hermione, who was far away at Hogwarts, finally discovered the disappearance of Maca. When she immediately thought of the various companionships of Maca today, she vaguely realized how far away her previous conjecture might be from the truth.
"...No, it won't," Hermione grabbed Harry's clothes beside her abruptly and couldn't help but asked eagerly, "Did you see Maca? Where did he go?"
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