Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

A lot has happened recently.

Lupine, for instance, was back teaching, although he did appear to have been ill--his old robes were hanging looser, and there were dark shadows under his eyes.

But at least, he seems to be in good spirits.

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

This news puzzled everyone. But it is incredible that, except for some little badgers who are a little frustrated, other students think Maca's behavior is very cool.

Maybe everyone thinks that Maca's sudden appearance is only because he is a member of Hufflepuff; and his sudden withdrawal shows a strong demeanor.

It has to be said that Maca is almost regarded by everyone as the king of the Hogwarts Quidditch competition. As long as he is on the field, no one can win!

Gryffindor team captain Wood is one of the students who thinks so. When he knew that Maca was no longer playing, he immediately cheered up from his dejected face.

Oh yes! This is the first match! he said to himself. We still have a chance!

Of course, whatever Wood thinks - trust me, it doesn't matter at all. After all, there are certain things that are far more important than this.

One day, the get out of class bell rang.

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

Wait a minute, Harry, Lupine called to him, I have something to tell you.

Harry paused in doubt, turned around and walked back.

He watched Professor Luhu cover the box containing Sinkpunk as the content of the lecture with a layer of cloth.

I heard about the match, said Lupine, turning to the podium to pack the books in his briefcase. It was a terrible accident...

Have you heard of those dementors, too?

Lupine turned to look at him.

Yes, I heard. Professor Dumbledore is very angry about this. We haven't seen him angry for a long time. These guys have become more and more restless these days-they are angry because they cannot enter the campus —I suppose they made you fall?

Yes, it's a good thing Maca helped me. Harry said absently.

Harry hesitated a little, the question that was originally suppressed in his heart subconsciously blurted out, but it was too late to stop.

Why? Why do they affect me so badly? Did I—

It has nothing to do with being weak. Professor Lupine's gaze was very sharp, as if he could see through Harry's thoughts at a glance.

Those dementors affect you more than others, and that's because they haven't experienced the same horrors as you.

A ray of sunlight entered the classroom through the window, illuminating Lupine's gray hair and the lines on his young face.

Dementors are among the most heinous creatures on earth. They haunt the darkest and filthiest places in hordes, feasting on corruption and despair - sucking peace, hope and joy out of the air around them It's...

Get too close to a dementor, and it will suck any positive emotions out of you. If it wants to, it will feed off of you for a long time, and eventually make you like it—soulless and evil. Leave it to All you have are the worst memories of your life.

Worst thing that ever happened to you - Harry, that's enough to make anyone fall off a broomstick! You have nothing to be ashamed of.

When they're near me— Harry listened to Lupine's explanation, as if grasping at a glimmer of hope.

He said, staring at Lupin's desk, his throat constricted.

—I can hear Voldemort killing my mother. With a slight trembling, he revealed a secret he had never told anyone.

With a sudden movement of Lupine's arm,

It seemed to grab Harry's shoulders, but he didn't move in the end.

The surrounding air seemed to become a little heavy.

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

They're hungry. Lupine frowned, and snapped his briefcase shut. Dumbledore won't let them in the school, so they run out of human sacrifices... Quidditch, I think. The huge crowds around the arena are a powerful lure for them. All the excitement and enthusiasm of the audience is there, and it’s a feast for them.”

Azkaban must be terrible, Harry muttered, and Lupine nodded gloomily.

The castle is located on a small island, on the way to the sea, but there is no need for walls and water to keep the prisoners there, because the prisoners are all under their control-the prisoners will lose even the simplest thoughts. It went completely insane.

But Black escaped from them, said Harry, as if opened, and he felt that he could pour out from Lupin, he escaped...

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

Yes, he said, straightening up, Blake may have found a way to deal with them, but I still don't believe he can... You know, if wizards and dementors stay together for too long, they will Make wizards incapacitated...

Maka made the dementors escape, such a crowd! said Harry suddenly.

Yes, there is some way to defend against dementors. Although Lupine had been recuperating in his office, he had also heard about the situation, but the more there are, the harder it is to resist— —McLean did really well, unimaginably well, but that's not something everyone can do.

Is that a charm? But I've never learned— Harry asked quickly. Can you teach me?

I don't want to pretend to be an expert on dementors, Harry... Lupine said awkwardly.

But if they come again during a Quidditch match, then I have to find a way to deal with them!

Lupine looked at Harry's determined face, hesitated for a moment, and then said, If you really want to learn, why don't you go to Mr. McLean? I think he may use it better than me...

Then— Harry said in surprise, Is that impossible? Maca will be stronger than you—

At least, judging from what I've heard, McClain's spell is indeed better than mine. Lupine also said with a complicated expression.

Who would have imagined that a third-year student could not only call out the Patronus, but even reach the level of detail—this was what Ms. McGonagall told him.

But... Harry hesitated, well, maybe I should really ask Maca.

After saying goodbye to Lupin, Harry thought about it, and finally felt relieved.

Indeed, Maca's strength was obvious to all, and Harry was sure 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 was not clean.

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

No, Harry shook his head, you don't have to think about it, there shouldn't be such things between friends.

Thinking about what? Ron asked suddenly, and Hermione also cast him a questioning look.

Oh, I was thinking—

Harry told about his plan to ask Maca, and invited Ron and Hermione to go with him. In his opinion, this spell is really useful, it can resist the sudden attack of those terrible monsters.

Did Professor Lupine really say that? Hermione excitedly said, That's really cool! Of course, I'm going 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 twitching all this time, which isn't very good. Aren't you and Maca good friends?

But... Ron blushed from what Hermione said, and he said with a troubled face, I think... well, I think you're right.

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

Ron was really guilty of misunderstanding Maca last semester.

Afterwards, Ron also vaguely understood why he had acted that kind of almost violent behavior-it was because of inferiority complex and jealousy.

On the surface, he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, it was just an outburst of anger over Hermione's attack. But only he himself knew that half of his reasons were to vent.

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

From this point of view, there is indeed a part of Gryffindor in Ron's character; but the other part of his inferiority and cowardice has invisibly weakened his little lion's characteristics.

Now, the more time passed, the more difficult it was for him to speak, and this matter had almost become a nail in his heart.

...

However, when the little lion trio decided to go to Maca for advice together, they found that Maca had disappeared again.

They are almost used to Maca's elusiveness.

Just wait, maybe he will show up by himself in a few days. Hermione shrugged.

In fact, until the end of November, Maca was squatting in the Room of Requirement except when she was in class.

Recently, Aragog's affairs had come to an end, so he focused his research on wand science—it was time to deal with the basilisk horn.

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

According to the limited information on wand science in the library, it can be seen that the existing wand making techniques are all secret family inheritance, which makes it almost impossible for a layman like him to start.

I knew I would have picked up some books on wand science in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets... Sitting in the Room of Requirement, staring at the blank notebook in front of him, he couldn't help shaking his head.