Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Genius remember the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The fierce wind is still whistling, wrapped in snowflakes and flying in the air. On the shore of the silver lake this time, where the solid land and the frozen lake surface have long been indistinguishable.

The sky became darker under the thick clouds that roared like a roar of war horses. Even though it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, it was still just like dawn.

This constantly roaring world could not help but bring a heavier breath to the funeral.

By the lake, in front of Maca, there were hundreds of thousands of chairs. At this time, as a wizard, regardless of gender, regardless of age or gender, all stood quietly, spontaneously paying attention to the old man with closed eyes.

And among the neatly arranged chairs, a straight aisle went straight in front of Maca, and reached the edge of the frozen lake. It was at the end of the aisle that a white marble table stood quietly.

With a wand in her hand, Maca held Dumbledore's body steady with magic, stepping forward. His expression was solemn and solemn, as if every step he took was carefully measured and rigorous.

As he moved forward, the snow under his feet seemed to ensure that he kept his feet on the ground every time, and receded lightly to the sides, exposing the yellow grass.

On the way, Maka saw many people. Some have only recently met, while others have known each other for a long time. Of course, there are still many people who can't be named by now.

The wizards who came to the funeral were mixed with everyone. From meticulous clothing to slender clothes, thin and fat, everything is available.

The mixed race of Madame Maxim and Hagrid is considered to be the most striking wizard today. They are like a chicken standing in tandem, because of their height, they are quite present.

But it is clear that the two of them are not the tallest today because Glop also came.

This underdeveloped giant cannot always hide in the forbidden forest, so that sooner or later he will cause problems due to his ethnic problems. Taking this opportunity today, put him out in front of the public to make an appearance, and after a while what will happen, his performance may justify his name.

With Haage's tireless teachings and Maca's deterrence, he has learned a lot of easy to understand truths. It seems that he is probably more suitable to live in the wizarding community than being a bully bullied by his cousins.

In addition to their three extraordinarily high-profile guys, Maca also glimpsed Tom, the humpback owner of Broken Cauldron, Old Ern, the driver of the Cavaliers Bus, Mrs. Prim's Pirnier, a beauty potion in Diagon Alley and A series of familiar male and female wizards, including the wand maker Mr. Olivander.

Many people have only met him a few times, but it makes him especially missed.

In addition, all the ghosts in the castle also came out. It was almost impossible to see their physical appearance in this violent snowstorm, but Maca could feel their presence.

Of course, Aberforth did not come today, and most members of the Order of the Phoenix did not come today. Although they were not here right now, Maca believed that at this moment they should also be silently mourning for Dumbledore's funeral.

The aisle between the seats was a short walk, but Maca seemed to be walking for a long time. When he waved the strange staff and laid Dumbledore's body gently on the white marble table, the snow that had fallen on the table also fell off the table.

Even if an open-air funeral is held in a snowstorm, the solemnity of the ceremony will not be affected by the bad weather. Because it was a grand funeral for the greatest white wizard of our time.

After Maca had temporarily placed the body, he retreated to the aisle and stood flush with the first row of seats. Most of the wizards in this row are those with whom Dumbledore has the deepest friendship. Even if it is not, it has a pivotal position in the global magic community.

Just a moment after Maca stood, a huge shadow suddenly appeared under the ice on the lake. Although the ice layer was extremely thick, the shadow was so large that even the frozen frost could not hide its appearance.

In a blink of an eye, the ice surface suddenly cracked into a few gaps and arched upwards in the presence of a rattling noise, and a giant object emerged from the lake.

There was a riot in the wizards, but then Professor McGonagall turned around and signaled that everyone should not be alarmed. At the same time, Maca lightened the staff in his hand, and the impending waves and ice were blocked by an invisible force, and fell back into the lake with gravity.

Probing from the bottom of the lake is the giant squid that has always lived here. In addition to its scary size, there is not much danger in fact.

Soon, the wizards mostly calmed down, while at the same time, a softly sang song rang from the water below the lake.

That's the mermaid's song, which is different from human's vocal range and sounding way. Their songs have always been known for their beautiful and moving. However, it must be vocal in the water in order for people to hear the subtle melody.

Now, even they are chanting a sad song for Dumbledore's death, hoping to use that sad and hopeful song to make a final farewell to Dumbledore who has embarked on a new journey.

Dumbledore was rumored to know the language of mermaids, and from that point of view, that might be true.

Probably it was this sad but mermaid song that struck the most fragile heartstring, and Hagri, who stood at the end, sobbed again.

In his relationship with Dumbledore, he should have stood in front, but he was sitting in the last row with Glopp today. It was just unclear whether he was taking care of Glop or Glop, at least for now, his brother's huge palm was clumsily clumping his head.

Even though Glop was light enough, Hagrid was knocked down on the chair by him, and even the four stool feet fell into the snow.

It seemed to be a long time, and it seemed that it was only a short while later, the mermaid's song gradually softened, and gradually dissipated in this violent snowstorm. The big squid sank again, and the turbulent waves were blocked again by Maca, lest the turbulent lake want to wash ashore again.

At this time, Mr. Akinbad, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, took a step forward and read the prepared eulogy one by one.

The eulogy praised Dumbledore's noble spirit and outstanding achievements, the great experiences and brilliant achievements of Dumbledore's life, and all the peace and hope that Dumbledore created for the entire magical world.

But in addition, Maca actually wants to hear some praise for Dumbledore's ordinary things, just as he always complains that he doesn't have much time to relax, or occasionally goes to watch Quidditch games.

Because of every great person, there are always many unspeakable regrets behind him. I believe Dumbledore himself, and I hope more people will know that he is also an ordinary old man.

While chanting the eulogy, the mermaids under the lake also raised their upper body with a bang, and those horsemen in the distance who were about to leave the forbidden forest were mourning in the shadow of the trees, even the owls in the shed. They also rushed into the snow.

After the eulogy was finished, and after the rest of the sound had not been blown away by the wind, Maca waved his staff again.

Suddenly, a large purple velvet cloth was summoned by him, and flew steadily to Dumbledore's body between the wind and snow, and fell to him gently without being affected by the strong wind.

The next moment, the ruled rune on the top of Maca's staff suddenly appeared, and at about the same time, an ice-blue streamer lightly wrapped around Dumbledore's body, swirling around the white marble table.

The dazzling brilliance shrouded the stone platform, and the ice crystals climbed from the bottom to the top, condensing, connecting Dumbledore, the stone table and the earth together, as if it were a whole.

After a while, when Guanghua quietly dissipated, a transparent ice coffin with a trace of blueness appeared in front of everyone. The ice coffin didn't have the slightest chill, it was as clear as crystal and as hard as diamond.

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It was at the beginning of this coffin that countless arrow feathers rose high from the edge of the forbidden forest and fell to the ground not far away. It was the horsemen paying tribute to the end of the funeral. At about the same time, the mermaids slowly sank into the bottom of the lake and disappeared.

Although most of the wizards who were present were amazed by Makana's wonderful magic, they also knew the importance of the funeral. Instead of being too fussed, they took this scene deeply into their hearts and then leaned into the ice coffin to salute.

Maca also bowed with them, feeling a little empty in her heart.

However, what filled the emptiness in his mind was the large black meteor in the sky. Along with them, there were several huge Dark Marks.

The skull formed by the black mist protrudes from the mouth of the skull, and the empty eyes look directly at the funeral site.

Maca looked up sharply, squinting into the sky.

"... I thought it would come earlier!" He said quietly to himself.

"Maca," Professor McGonagall immediately said, "I will let other professors immediately put up a protective barrier, and everything goes according to plan."

Maca nodded, then glanced left and right again.

The appearance of Voldemort disturbed many wizards present. Maybe some people will guess some, but the vast majority of people did not think of this level at all.

Most of the battles between Hogwarts and Voldemort were fought under the surface. Even if there are several public appearances in the eyes of everyone, the time is very short.

Ordinary wizards are always scared by the arrival of the Dark Lord, and Maca and McGonagall know this.

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