Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"……What is your name?"

"Joshua Rockwell."

"Why didn't you talk during this time?"

"I ... I'm afraid of Miss Schoen ..."

"How much do you know about this girl, Helen Schoen?"

"The owner found her three years ago ... she is different from us. She had this terrible power before being brought to the monastery. She does not need the help of imprints to control them, and is more than us powerful."

"……anything else?"

"No, I don't know ... later she was taken to another place by her host ..."

Under the influence of the real medicine, Joshua could no longer keep silent. When Marka started questioning step by step, he responded sentence by sentence.

"So, what did you see that night?" Marka continued.

"Yes," Joshua nodded immediately. "I, I didn't realize at the beginning that Miss Schoen was lying behind that curtain. That day I had been obeying Ms. Pomfrey's instructions to sleep in bed. But at night, I was awakened by a movement-I saw a huge spider fighting a black mist. "

When he recalled the situation at the time, he still seemed frightened.

"At that time, I was thinking, it must be that the owner sent someone to come to me, and the owner must punish me again. But the big spider is very powerful, and its ability has made the speed of the black mist much slower ... Joshua shuddered and said, "But then, the volume of the black mist suddenly increased several times, and the big spider was knocked out of the air!"

At this point, he paused, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

"I didn't dare move at that time," he said fearfully, "then ... then the black mist suddenly rushed in front of me and gathered into Miss Schoen ... I think she must recognize me ..."

Maca felt that no matter how scared she should be, she shouldn't shake this virtue. Perhaps behind Joshua's fear, there is a specific experience hidden.

"Why are you so afraid of her? What has she done to you?" Marka asked suddenly.

"I ... she ..." Joshua seemed to want to grit her teeth, but made a gurgling noise. "Miss Schoen has killed my former companion ... several times! She ... she hates Master, and hate us too! "

"Hate that old man I can understand to some extent, but why does she hate you?" Maca said puzzledly.

Joshua pursed his lips and couldn't help saying what he was thinking, which made him more nervous, and his breathing became jerky and messy.

"No ... I don't know, I don't know ..." He said intermittently.

"So ... what happened before she was taken to the monastery, do you know?" Maca shook her head slightly and had to change another question to ask.

"No, she never talks to us, and we rarely talk to her."

The inability to conduct interpersonal communication normally is one of the characteristics of the silent person. Although Maca didn't intend to get too detailed information, it didn't help me to ask, it was a bit too ...

"Last question," Maca thought for a moment, "do you know anything about Helen Schoen's mission?"

"Nothing was said," Joshua replied, "The host first sent us to attack the Greek Minos School of Magic overnight, and then made Miss Schoen pretend to be one of the students."

Maca nodded first, but then frowned slightly.

"It's not that you" don't know ", but that your host simply" hasn't given a specific order, "is that so?" He thought for a moment, then immediately confirmed.

"Yes," Joshua said affirmatively.

"Will your master account with Helen Schoen in advance without you knowing it?"

Joshua shook his head decisively about Machana's natural guess.

"Impossible ..." he explained. "Until that mission, Miss Schoen had been performing the previous mission. That mission was sudden-the master was as usual, as soon as he came out of the study, immediately. She was urgently recalled. As soon as she returned to the monastery, we rushed to Greece immediately. "

Maca immediately noticed the phrase "coming out of the study as usual" in Joshua's words. He was thinking, maybe he was in contact with Greenward?

Just to say that, when Greenward was in Newmongard, he always secretly communicated with the old man? Does Dumbledore know about this?

After that, Marka continued to ask a few more questions, and after finding that there were no other valuable answers, she finally ended the conversation.

But he never imagined that the next day, Joshua was gradually willing to speak again. Probably for him, yesterday somehow had a good time with Maca and you asked me to answer, and unexpectedly opened his self-closing.

Maca, which was originally used as an interrogation tool, was active in treating mental illness, and Maca was quite surprised.

Because of this, before the inquisition yesterday, Marka's silent curse around her was also taken as a confidential treatment by the wizards in the ward. Because they saw only the mouths of Maca and Joshua moving, but they couldn't hear anything.

Like this kind of benign misunderstanding, Maca is naturally happy to see it happen. So when some students praised his treatment for its effectiveness, he gave the acquiescence to him.

"There is nothing wrong with it, isn't it?" He thought secretly.

...

That night, after dinner time.

After finishing taking notes in the ward and watching Luna finish eating the sick-looking meal, he finally left the hospital with the urging of Mrs. Pomfrey.

Today, the second meeting of the defense team has begun. It is natural that he will not ignore such activities that can bring more sufficient resistance to Hogwarts.

Although the growth of those little wizards will inevitably take time, if the fine linen can be twisted into a rope, the strength it can bear can not be underestimated.

After all, Voldemort and Greenward were the main opponents, but they wouldn't be attacked by just two people. Once Maca confronts the powerful enemy, the greatest threat will actually be a large number of black wizards that follow!

When Maca came to the Requirement Room, Harry, Hermione, and Ron had already arrived.

"Maca," Hermione immediately stepped forward, greeting her gently, "Good evening."

Behind her, Harry and Ron, who were still looking at some black magic defense books by the bookshelf, also followed.

"How? Are you okay?" Maca confirmed one by one. "I remember you walking close to that Helen, this time--"

"It's okay, of course." Hermione was talking, but she shook her head slightly. "... No, how could it be okay? But ... thanks to Ron reminding me and Harry this time, let's not waste it for this. Too much time. "

"Yeah!" Harry hurried, "Without Ron's words, we still don't know when it will sink! Obviously time is not enough, but I--"

After Maca heard it, she glanced at Ron subconsciously, only to find that the guy was just embarrassed.

"Don't say that! If I don't mention it, you will definitely want to understand it soon." He crossed Harry's shoulder and said, "I know you, you are not the kind who will hold things in your heart and let I'm out of breath, stupid. To be honest, it's the only one I used to be like ... "

"Don't be shy, Ron." Marka smiled. "You did a great job! Friends have a problem, and you should remind them as soon as possible-you make me feel a true friendship!"

He paused and thought again: "For this reason, I think I should give you some gifts."

"What did you say!" Ron hurried to Maca, but hesitated a little, then patted him on the shoulder. "Aren't you our best friend?"

When Maca couldn't help but be so moved, he hesitated again and again: "What the **** ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I said buddy ... what good thing would you send me?"

Looking at Ron's agitated appearance, Maca seemed to see him when he first met him in the Burrow. A large percentage of Weasley's children have this personality.

Obviously, Ron has indeed come out of the trough of his life, a kind of living character similar to his father Arthur, starting to wake up from his bones.

"When I think about it," Maca shrugged, "maybe ... a large fully automatic gold crucible is a good choice?"

"Hey!" Ron jumped up. "Isn't that a gift I gave you before?"

But Harry jabbed him hard.

"Gold crucible! It's a gold crucible!" Harry reminded, "It's not gold-plated, it's pure gold!"

"Pure-oh-Merlin's legs and belly!" Ron's eyes widened momentarily. "Really? Marka, are you serious?"

"What's really fake?"

When Ron was surprised for a while, the door was opened again, Neville and Ginny and other members of the Gryffindor House gathered in and walked in.

It was Fred and George who were asking the question first. The twins were talking at the same time, and their voices were stacked together.

"No! Nothing!" Ron shouted, waving his hands busy.

If the brothers of Living Treasure knew about the gold crucible, they would do everything they could to get it, and then hesitate to replace it with funding for their magic prank products.

"Come here! We don't have enough time, the people who arrive first immediately show the results of your self-practice these days ..."

Maca no longer talked nonsense, and greeted everyone one by one to check their learning situation of rebuilding the curse.