Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Mr. Witt, are we finally meeting again?"

Standing next to the side hall door, Maca greeted the old white-bearded wizard who was standing in front.

Right now there were a lot of people in the hall, all wearing robes and holding magic wands, and those members in the front row pointed their wands straight at the location of Maca.

There is no doubt that as long as Maca is hostile, a large number of enchanted firepower will be welcome.

"Mr. McLean ... or, should I still call you` `Mr. Dehel? ''

Old Witt didn't raise his staff like other members of the family, he just drew his hands to his side, and stared straight at Maca's inspection.

It is clear that neither of them has too much suffocation in their expressions, but if there is an entity in their eyes, now they are afraid that there will be a dazzling flame of friction between them.

"In fact, it's not impossible," Maca shrugged indifferently. "Is it something like 'Dihel', do you still care?"

"Huh," Old Witt chuckled, "I don't care. Because I want to know more, who gives you the courage to let you not only break into my Witt family, but also destroy my family's house without permission?"

When Maca heard the words, she suddenly put away the slackness on her face.

"That's a good question, because I'm trying to ask you a question," he paused. "Mr. Witt, I want to know now, has the 'despicable Helber' been here? You need to understand, I This time, I came to the "guts" without saying hello, which he gave me. "

Hearing the name "Dirty Haierbo" flashed a little in his eyes, no matter how old the old city of Viter was.

You know, he was just talking face-to-face with the person with that name!

Fortunately, don't show the inner fluctuations excessively, this is the ability that a good leader must have. Under Maca's constant gaze, Old Witte didn't show more strangeness.

"Dirty Haierbo?" He said lightly. "Isn't that the black wizard who was killed by Mr. Sarach Slytherin thousands of years ago? How could a dead person appear again? Come to us The Wit family is even more nonsense-"

"If you can only use this reason to obscure my question," the old owner frowned slightly. "Unfortunately, compared to a few years ago, you are less and less good at making excuses now."

However, when Maca on the other side saw this, she nodded to herself.

"So that's it, have you been here?"

He spoke to himself with a volume that most people could hear.

"Unexpectedly, as soon as Haierbo smelled the smell, he chased down the road ... was his nose more powerful than Hagrid's teeth?"

While making such taunts, Maca's gaze swept across the side hall, and the sensing ability was used together. But no matter how he observes, he doesn't find the slightest change.

Also, how could it be possible to find that guy by such naive means?

"But it doesn't cost anything to try," he grinned casually, grinning casually.

However, the big fish, Haierbo, did not blow out, but it turned over a group of unknown salted fish.

The members of the Witt family listened to him as if they were talking to themselves. Regardless of whether the content was understood, at least the irony in the tone was real.

At this moment, a wand of various textures and materials protruded, all pointing towards the side of Maca. Seeing that momentum, the next wave of old Wit probably only a few waves of magic can go straight to Maca.

Regrettably, the old Wit as commander was not excited.

He knew that at this moment Haierbo was not necessarily out of the crowd. If something is wrong with Maca, the Witts have to face the pressure of the International Federation of Wizards.

Yes, they may have some reason for the Charlotte incident. But if they are found to have intersected with Haierbo, even if it is only rumors, they will not be able to bear it.

"Well, presumably Mr. Witt, you won't admit it," Maca said suddenly, "It doesn't matter! I only hope that the noble family can actively surrender the magic book" Abatair "- "

"Do you know what stupid thing you're saying?" Old Witt burst into anger when he heard it, he couldn't help but scolded his face, "ridiculous!"

But Maca waved his hand and motioned him not to worry.

"I haven't finished it yet!" He calmly said, "You don't want to let me handle it, you can go directly to the Wizarding Federation, and let the Federation help your family to protect it temporarily ..."

"In fact, the most important thing is the part about 'summoning', isn't it?"

Maca's words indirectly showed what he meant. Others may not understand, but the old Wit who is the owner can understand.

To put it bluntly, Maca is only worried about one point-he thinks that Haierbo will want to use the demon summoning and demon sacrifice in Abatel to obtain a powerful body to resurrect himself.

In fact, Haierbo did this as early as a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, there was a Godric Gryffindor with a protagonist template at that time!

But today, in the modern magic world where most wizards have not even heard of ancient summons, the deterrent power of those powerful and full of unknown ancient magic is unimaginable.

But can Old Witt surrender "Abatyr" in his family?

His answer is-yes!

"In order to avoid suspicion, I can consider giving Abatel to the International Federation of Wizards. But before I talk about this, I must tell you another thing."

The old man calmly calmed down again, he said solemnly:

"For the past millennium, our Wit family has not had any contact with the" despicable Haierbo "in your mouth. And ... are you sure that the so-called evil and most powerful Haierbo in history has not died? It has even appeared Anymore? "

If there is not enough evidence at hand, and the Witt family insists that they haven't seen Haierbo, Maca can't actually force the feces on their heads.

In order to maintain the basic order, the world is still paying attention to the evidence.

"Well, about the present situation of Haierbo, I have written to the International Federation of Wizards before I came. This is not a trivial matter, how can I talk nonsense here ..."

"That being the case, I'll wait for the people in the federation to come and discuss them with them concretely." Old Witt said, his tone turning cold again. "... As for you, I don't think we have much to say. Leave compensation for my family house, and immediately go back and send my people back! "

Seeing the other party, Maca wanted to get the problem back to him, but he just wanted to say something, but suddenly he was grabbed by another voice.

"Witt, it's not necessary for me to see ..."

When he heard this, the other members of the Witt family showed a surprise, seemingly wondering who actually interposed at this time. At the same time, Maca's and his host's faces changed dramatically.

Maca's expression looked a little surprised, and the old Wit looked more like "frightened".

"you--"

The voice of Old Wit's owner had just risen, and was interrupted by that voice.

"Maca McLean, we meet again."

This was what Maca said to Old Witt at the beginning, but it didn't take long for him to think about it, but he heard it again and said it from others.

"Herbo, why are you willing to come out?" Ma Ka looked up, looking at the direction of the corridor far away. "I thought you would hang in the crowd until I got out!"

"Hum hum……"

Immediately, in a slight sneer, the slightly old figure separated from the crowd and walked out. It was still the old Bano of the Witt family, yes, at least his body was right.

"McLean, aren't you very wise? Then you might as well guess, why did I choose to come forward and identify myself?"

There is a slowness on Lao Bano's face, although it seems that the action is slightly slow, but the strongest two people present at the moment-Maca and Old Witt ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I am afraid to belittle them Half a minute.

"You ask me?" Maca yelled. "How do I know?"

After all, he suddenly glanced over to Old Vitus, and his eyes seemed to have no meaning.

"You actually want to ask him by my mouth?"

Seeing Marka's unclear sight glanced at him, a bit of coolness rose from behind the old owner of Wit. He soon realized that Marka was right-Haierbo was forcing him at all.

If it were more complete, it would be that Haierbo wants to completely cut off the back road of their Witt family. With the appearance of Haierbo, they have no choice but to follow Haierbo.

"You are really clever," Haierbo twisted the short beard on his chin, expressing expressionlessly, "Witt, don't blame me. Who called this Maca McLean in front of you too-excellent? For To make sure I can enjoy the world better, your presence is essential. "

While seemingly casually intimidating, Haierbo's eyes moved slightly, glancing back and forth over Maca. But in his heart, he was thinking more about another thing.

If there is anything in the world that he least expects to see, it must be the sharp sword of Gryffindor.

If that stuff is used properly, it's amazingly powerful. Even if he can be resurrected continuously, he will die if he is fine.

Not long ago, Haierbo, who was in Harry's body, discovered that the thing was still in Hogwarts! And it looks like that Harry Potter can at least hold it in his hands!

"Witt," Haierbo let go of his thoughts, and suddenly urged, "tell me your answer!"

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