Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 95: Difficulty of acquiring knowledge

　　 Many things have happened recently.

　　 For example, Lupin came back to teach, although he did seem to have a sickness-his old robe was looser on his body, and there were more dark shadows under his eyes.

　　 But at least, he seems to be quite energetic.

　　 For another example, Maca once again withdrew from the Hufflepuff Academy team.

　　 The news makes everyone very puzzling. But the incredible thing is that, except for some of the little badgers who are a little frustrated, other students think Maca's behavior is very cool.

　　 Maybe everyone thinks that Maca suddenly played because he was a member of Hufflepuff; and he suddenly retired, but he showed a kind of strong demeanor.

　　 I have to say that Maca has almost been regarded as the king of Hogwarts Quidditch. As long as he is on the court, no one can win!

　　Gryffindor team captain Wood is one of the students who thinks so. When he knows that Maca is no longer playing, he immediately cheered up, who had been disappointed.

　　 "Oh yes! This is the first game!" He said to himself, "We still have a chance!"

　　 Of course, no matter what Wood thinks—believe me, it doesn’t matter at all. After all, there are certain things that are much more important than this.

　　One day, the school bell rang.

　　Everyone packed their things and walked to the door, Harry was among them, but...

　　 "Wait a minute, Harry," Lupin stopped him, "I have something to tell you."

　　 Harry stopped in doubt, turned and walked back.

　　 He watched Professor Lu Hu put a cloth on the box containing "Shinkpunk" as the content of the lecture.

　　 "I heard about that game," Lupin said, turning to the podium and putting the book in his briefcase. "That was a terrible accident..."

　　 "Have you heard of those dementors too?"

　　 Lupin turned his head and glanced at him.

　　"Yes, I heard. Professor Dumbledore is very angry about this. We haven't seen him angry for a long time. In recent days, those guys have become more and more restless-they can't enter the campus. And furious-I think they made you fall, right?"

　　 "Yes, fortunately Maca helped me." Harry said absently.

　　 Harry hesitated a little, the question that had been in his heart blurted out subconsciously, but it was too late to silence.

　　"Why? Why do they affect me so badly? Am I—"

　　 "It has nothing to do with weakness." Professor Lupin's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through what Harry was thinking.

　　 "Those dementors affect you more than others, because they have not experienced the same horror as you."

　　 A ray of sunlight shone into the classroom from the window, illuminating Lupin’s gray hair and the wrinkles on his young face.

　　" Dementors are one of the most hateful creatures on earth. They haunt the darkest and dirtiest places in droves, enjoying corruption and despair-bringing peace, hope and happiness in the air around them It’s all sucked..."

　　" To get too close to a dementor, any positive emotions you have will be sucked away by it. If it wants to, it will rely on you for a long time, and finally make you like it-soulless and evil . All that is left to you is the worst memory of your life."

　　 "The worst thing that has ever happened to you-Harry, that's enough to make anyone fall off the broomstick! You have nothing to be ashamed of."

　　 "When they approached me—" Harry listened to Lupin's explanation, as if grabbing a glimmer of hope.

　　 He stared at Lupin's desk and said, his throat tightened a little.

　　 "——I can hear that Voldemort is killing my mother." He trembled slightly and said a secret he had never told anyone.

　　 Lupin's arm moved suddenly, as if he was about to grab Harry's shoulder, but he didn't move in the end.

　　 The surrounding air seemed to become a little heavier.

　　 "...Why do they come to the playing field?" Harry said painfully.

　　 "They are hungry." Lupin frowned, and closed his briefcase with a snap. "Dumbledore didn't let them enter the school, so the human sacrifices for them were used up...I think, The large crowds around the Quidditch stadium are a powerful temptation to them. All the excitement and passion of the audience gather there, and it seems to them to be a feast."

　　 "Azkaban must be terrible." Harry muttered, and Lupin nodded gloomily.

　　"The castle is located on a small island, on the way to the sea, but there is no need to use walls and water to close the prisoners, because the prisoners are in their hands-the prisoners will lose even the simplest thoughts, most The prisoner went completely mad within a few weeks."

　　 "But Black escaped from them," Harry seemed to be opened up. He felt that Lupin could pour out vigorously, "He escaped..."

　　 Lupin's hand shook, and the briefcase slipped off the table, and he had to bend down quickly to pick it up.

　　 "Yes," he straightened up and said, "Blake may have found a way to deal with them, but I still don't believe he can... You know, if the wizard stays with the Dementor for too long, They will make wizards lose their mana..."

　　 "Maca let the group of dementors escape, such a large group!" Harry said suddenly.

　　 "Yes, there is indeed some way to defend against dementors." Although Lupin has been recovering his strength in the office, he has also heard of the situation, "However, the more they are, the more It's hard to resist-McLean did a great job, unimaginable, but that's not something everyone can do."

　　"Is that a kind of spell? But I have never learned—" Harry asked immediately, "Can you teach me?"

　　 "I don't want to pretend to be an expert against dementors, Harry..." Lupin said embarrassingly.

　　"But if they come again when there are Quidditch matches, then I must have a way to deal with them!"

　　 Lupin looked at Harry’s firm face, hesitated, and then said, "If you really want to learn, why not go to Mr. McLean? I think he might use it better than I do. ..."

　　 "That—" Harry said in surprise, "That's impossible, right? Maca will be better than you—"

　　 "At least, judging by what I've heard, McLean's spell is really better than mine." Lupin also said with a complicated expression.

　　Who can imagine that a third grade student can not only call out the patron saint, but also almost reach the level of subtlety-this is what Ms. McGonagall personally told him.

　　 "But..." Harry hesitated, "Well, maybe I should really ask Maca."

　　After bidding farewell to Lupin, Harry thought about it, but finally he was relieved.

　　 Indeed, the power of Maca is obvious to all, and Harry is very convinced of it. And Maca's help to him also made him very grateful. To be honest, he didn't want to owe Maca any more favors, which would make him feel that his life is not clean.

　　 But if they keep thinking this way, will they still be friends?

　　 "No," Harry shook his head, "You don't have to think about this, friends shouldn't have these things."

　　 "What are you thinking about?" Ron asked suddenly, and Hermione cast a questioning look at him.

　　 "Oh, I was thinking--"

　　 Harry told about his plan to go to ask Maca, and by the way he also invited Ron and Hermione to go together. In his opinion, this spell is indeed very useful, it can withstand the sudden attacks of those terrible monsters.

　　 "Did Professor Lupin really say that?" Hermione said excitedly, "That's really cool! Of course, I want to go too!"

　　 But Ron twisted his neck, showing an uncomfortable expression.

　　 "Oh, don't you still care about what happened last year?" Hermione couldn't help but said, "You've been tugging this semester. It's not very good. Are you and Maca good friends?"

　　 "But..." Ron blushed at Hermione's words, and he said with a tangled expression, "I think... well, I think you are right."

　　 To be honest, don't look at Ron's usual disrespectful temperament, but once something involves his fragile self-esteem, the nature of the matter is fundamentally different.

　　 Ron was really guilty about misunderstanding Maca last semester.

　　 After the incident, Ron also vaguely understood why he would behave like a violent act-it was because of inferiority and jealousy~ IndoMTL.com~ On the surface, he seemed to have done nothing wrong, it was just The anger that erupted because of Hermione's attack. But only he himself knew that half of the reason he was venting.

　　 So, when he learned the truth of the matter, he became more guilty, but he couldn't tell anyone about it.

　　From this point of view, Ron’s character does have a part of Gryffindor; but the other part of his inferiority and cowardice has invisibly weakened his little lion trait.

　　 Until now, the longer time passed, the harder it was for him to speak. This incident has almost become a nail in his heart.

　　……

　　 However, when the cubs decided to seek advice from Maca, they found that Maca was missing again.

　　 They are almost used to Maca’s appearance.

　　 "Wait, maybe he will show up by himself in a few days." Hermione shrugged.

　　 In fact, until the end of November, except for class time, Maca had been squatting in the responsive room.

　　 Recently, Aragog’s affairs have come to an end, so he focused his research on wand studies-it's time to deal with the basilisk horns.

　　 But when Maca started to study, he immediately encountered a very difficult problem.

　　According to the limited part of the magic wand study materials in the library, it is known that the existing magic wand making techniques are secret family inheritance, and this makes him almost impossible to start as a layman.

　　 "I knew I had taken a few books about magic wands in Ravenclaw's secret room..." He sat in the responsive room, staring at the blank notebook in front of him, and shook his head.