Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This is a magic whistle that imitates the vibration frequency of the wings of the Arborophilus wasp. This creature is not only a natural enemy of the Whomping Willow, but also a social insect that most magic plants fear - they only eat moving plants .

Maca walked over, reached out and patted its thick rhizome exposed to the surface, and the tree root immediately moved aside tremblingly, revealing a deep and dark hole.

This is a cave that slopes down, only big enough for one person to lie flat and slide down. Maca frowned, hugged the suitcase he was carrying in his arms, and then jumped into it and slid down.

The slope was not very long, and Maca soon came to a tunnel that required bending over to move forward.

All light was cut off in the tunnel, and the surroundings were pitch black. Maca covered his head that had hit the ceiling, and fumbled to draw out his wand, but he couldn't help but pause when he was halfway through the draw, and finally put it back.

The Ministry of Magic leaves traces on every finished wand, and once a minor wizard under the age of 17 uses magic outside the school, he will be immediately monitored. Especially in this kind of place where there are few people, it is extremely eye-catching. It is better not to use it, even though he should still be within the range of Hogwarts.

He took out a small glass bottle from the inner pocket of his coat and shook it vigorously, making a rustling sound of gravel colliding.

A soft twilight appeared in the darkness, and gradually became brighter. If you look carefully into the bottle, you will find that there is a strange mist in it, and it has a tendency to become thicker and thicker.

When I earn enough money, I must buy a pocket bag that is easy to carry. Maca weighed his robe, which was filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, making it look heavy.

Some of them are medicines, some are semi-finished products, and some are even just a kind of material, but without exception, they are all very practical gadgets.

...or make one yourself. Sure enough, he was still reluctant to part with his pocketbook.

While walking forward with his head bowed, while thinking about what to do, he soon felt that the tunnel was gradually sloping upwards. Not long after, a blurred light appeared ahead.

Maca pulled out the cork of the bottle that was continuously glowing, and with a soft boo, the light mist inside diffused in the tunnel, and dissipated after a while.

The mist in the bottle was gone, only half of the bottle of fine black sand remained at the bottom, Maca put the cork back.

Many potions and even simple materials can be used to exert the same effects as magic spells, and some are even more powerful than magic spells, but the threshold for using them is extremely low.

Of course, you have to prepare them in advance and carry them with you at all times. But the flaws do not conceal the advantages, which is one of the reasons why potions are expensive.

Over time, many potion recipes have been crushed to pieces by the wheels of history, left behind in their former glory. But there is also a new generation of pharmacists working hard for this. Whether it is restoring the formula or trying to innovate, the potion has always maintained its position that cannot be ignored in the magic world.

...So, without 200 Galleons, I would never agree.

In the corner of the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade, a small wizard, wrapped in a dusty felt hooded cloak, was speaking calmly with a vague western country accent. talking about something.

The hoarse voice, as if his vocal cords had been sharpened by a file, made people want to frown.

Opposite him, a wizard who wrapped his bare skin in a large number of bandages was bargaining with him in the same uncomfortable indistinct voice. That voice made one wonder if there was a mouthful of old phlegm in his throat.

No! Cough cough, your potion is a new product. I can't sell it in my store until I see its effect... Cough cough... I can't sell it in my shop.

I can't bet on the reputation of my shop.

But in terms of trying, ahem... trial products, this price is too expensive!

The little wizard's tone was still calm, and he said flatly: In that case, the transaction has failed.

After saying that, he stood up while supporting the table, and walked straight to the door.

Oh—cough, wait, damn it! the bandage wizard said feebly, I'll pay! But, ahem...you have to do me a favor—if you still want to cooperate for a long time!

150 Galleons, effective payment. The little wizard who had already walked to the door turned around and said impatiently.

Succeed, ahem...deal.

The Bandage Wizard waved his hand feebly. He really wanted that practical new commodity—if it really worked that well.

That little wizard was naturally Maca in disguise. He tidied himself up, avoided the biggest shortcoming he might encounter in the negotiation—his age, and then firmly gained the upper hand in the equal verbal confrontation.

This is a business negotiation that both parties are relatively satisfied with. No matter how reluctant the bandage wizard is, he is determined to win this new product this time.

A new type of invisibility potion, what an attractive business opportunity!

After the bandage wizard tried it out, the two signed a magic contract in duplicate, finalizing the long-term deal.

The purchase price is 200, and 37% will be divided into... a good deal!

Maca, who had returned to the Shrieking Shack, hung the tattered cloak directly in the old wardrobe in the house, and then spit out a small piece of stone from his mouth, and his voice finally returned to normal.

He flicked the magic contract scroll made of exquisite parchment with his fingers, showing a slightly excited smile.

Of course, as far as the current situation is concerned, he has just received 1200 Galleons, and he has just filled in the huge hole in the material cost of the previous practice. And then he will continue to practice the preparation of other potions, and it will be a long time before he becomes a rich man!

It's no wonder there is always a sentence on the title page of potion books, 'This is an endless road paved with gold galleons'. Maca sighed, the excitement just now had already disappeared with the change of mood. Disappeared without a trace.

...

Since Maca settled the sales channel of the potion, everything seemed to be going smoothly. The study and research of various disciplines are progressing slowly but surely with daily investment. What made Maca particularly happy was that he had a real breakthrough in the Patronus Curse!

On a quiet night, Maca was standing in the spacious room provided by the Room of Response.

Yes, after a long time of searching and recalling, he finally found the location of this place - it was on the eighth floor of the castle, opposite the tapestry of The Troll beats the silly Barnabas with a stick.

God knows how many times he wandered back and forth like a fool in front of countless oil paintings, tapestries and stone statues in order to find the exact location!

Call God to protect you!

Maca stood upright in the center of the room, holding the wand upright in front of her like a saber, concentrating all her energy and attention on the tip of the wand, as the pure silver-white light became brighter and brighter, Detached from Maca's wand by itself.

For a moment, the rays of light flowed freely around Maca's body, forming a layer of faint silver-white light mist.

Ever since Maca started practicing the Patronus Charm, he has only been able to reach this step. It can even be said that when he tried to practice for the first time, he was already able to emit this hopeful and life-filled silver-white light mist.

But as he practiced again and again, the light and mist became denser and thicker, but he was still unable to summon his patron saint.

This can't help but make Maca start to re-study the basic theory of this spell.

He consulted a large number of classics again, but found nothing special. Most of the theories of this spell are very vague, just saying that users need to concentrate on thinking and recalling those happy and beautiful things. All in all, positive emotions.

In desperation, Maca had no choice but to focus on various instances of successfully casting the Patronus Charm.

Finally, hard work paid off, and several cases of saving loved ones with the Patronus Charm allowed him to find a new breakthrough point. He found that when the user is forced by the situation and wants to protect a specific object, that is when the magic spell exerts its true power!

...Guardian.

Maca remembered the scene when she first met Luna in the cemetery.

In the setting sun, the girl's long pale golden hair exuded a faint halo. She stood in front of the cold tombstone and looked at her dead mother without saying a word. In the whole gray scene, only her back was so vivid;

Under the Stars, when Maca subconsciously avoids the subject of her mother. She told him frankly that it was indeed a sad story, but she had to know how to face it;

Before parting, Maca even only remembered her pair of silver-gray eyes. In those hazy eyes, there was a longing for goodbye to him, a friend who was about to leave temporarily.

Following Maca's memories, the dense silver-white mist swirling around his body suddenly surged up, turning into a translucent silver eagle and circling around him.

Maca looked at the huge eagle in front of him, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

...How should I face Dean Sprout in the future.

Among the four Hogwarts colleges, the eagle is the symbol of Ravenclaw, which represents justice, acumen, sternness, foresight, and aloofness.

When the Sorting Hat allocated Maca, it first considered Ravenclaw College. Although he was finally placed in Hufflepuff due to unknown reasons, it undoubtedly shows the fate of Maca and Ravenclaw. shallow.

At this moment, apart from being related to the emotion of hoping to protect Luna, the patron saint of the eagle may also have something to do with this.

Anyway, go to bed first!

With a wave of his wand, Maca dispelled the Patronus Charm, and left the Room of Requirement disheartened with mixed feelings.