Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

As far as relations are concerned, Madam Maxime is definitely among the wies of all the wies who are present, except for the old steward Edward, who is most closely associated with the late Mr. Nicholas Flamel. With this article alone, it seems inevitable that it will provoke everyone to doubt it. I am afraid that this Madam Maxime is seemingly impartial, but behind the heritage is guilty.

In this magic circle, probably no one is unclear about the importance of Madam Maxime. Since she became the Beauxbatons headmaster, no matter what is the priority of the school and the students, plus her normally dignified atmosphere, fair, and the wizard who admire the female headmaster is also very popular.

What’s more, this time, Madam Maxime has long stated his position on the public event in order to avoid suspicion. For this reason, she even gave up the venue rights for the alchemy event.

To be honest, if she chose to take the initiative, it is the alma mater of Mr. Nicholas Flamel, which is held in non-Beauxbatons.

Like this World class event, many small and medium-sized forces can’t even think about it.

However, I am afraid that the image that Madam Maxime has consistently displayed is an illusion. When this great interest is in front of her eyes, perhaps it is the time for her to show her true face. If you think about it, you know, in this world, is there such a long-lost accident?

In the corridor, as the rumors pointing to Madam Maxime gradually spread, some people’s eyes began to become different.

It can be seen from here that many strengths are clearly divided into two factions.

More than half of the wizards chose to be calmly a bystander, because these forces did not intend to break into the drowning water that was deliberately disturbed too early; the rest of the wizard chose the homeopathic In an attempt to stir the water more sturdy, so that his own forces can find considerable benefits in the chaos.

Marx glanced at the crowd very quickly and immediately reached a conclusion.

Among the wizards present, the power to choose to watch is not the lack of strength, but it is more inclined to organize alchemy events; and the choice to continue to increase chaos is the group that wants to engage in things.

Only a handful of guys haven’t figured out the situation yet. They are all sceptical and stunned. They also look at Madam Maxime from time to time, and they look different.

With a little analysis, you can know in advance which forces need him to pay more attention. Why not do this good thing?

When Marx quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Madam Maxime around him, the other person just happened to glance at him. Which means that Marx is somewhat clear.

She was suspected not to be tight because she did not intend to mix it into this matter too much. After deciding on the ownership of the venue, she can sweep all of these forces in Beauxbatons out.

The key point is that some people don’t want the Alchemy Contest to be held safely. If possible, the other party will probably unscrupulously delay it or even destroy it.

After all, a game will generate too many accidents. Which party will ultimately benefit, before the outcome of the event, no one can say that they will laugh at the end.

“Maybe some people don’t want to make the estate public,” Madam Maxime suddenly spoke, only to listen to her calmly. “But I still think that since Mr. Flamel is going to entrust the legacy to the whole world, then the magic circle of each country should I am qualified to participate in it. I doubt that it doesn’t matter to me. I only hope that everyone can understand that this precious heritage belongs to everyone.”

Her words are clear, and all savvy wizards can understand.

Yes, if it is used by some people with a heart, the result that most of the forces can be allocated in proportion to the original will no longer exist.

Her words are obviously said to those forces that are not enough to compete with others. If more than half of the small and medium-sized forces can be united and twisted into a rope, even a few large forces may have to measure it.

In short, she wants to convey a sentence: If you don’t want to lose all the benefits, then support the Alchemy Contest!

When he heard that Damam Maxime responded quickly, Marx couldn’t help but secretly nodded—the female headmaster is not white for that many years.

Not long after, in the waiting of everyone, the French Ministry of Magic finally sent people over.

Unlike the Britain magic circle, the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic has a great relationship with the French Ministry of Magic and often supports each other when dealing with various issues. For this murder case, although the situation is still somewhat sensitive, it is because there is nothing secret between the two, so it is unusually smooth.

Because this incident is of great importance, the Minister of the Ministry Ministry of Magic came in person.

Marx saw that it was a thin, thin and tall middle-aged male wizard. His dress is quite plain, just refined but not luxurious, it seems to be a person who is used to down-to-earth.

With him, there is also a French Auror squad, watching his actions strictly in accordance with the rules, but it is quite consistent with the style of the minister.

I saw a group of people from the Ministry of Magic rushing to the scene, and after a few words with Madam Maxime, they started working right away. In-situ exploration of on-the-spot investigations, inquiries and evidence collection for inquiries, and well-organized work efficiency.

Compared with them, the Britain Ministry of Magic, which has always had some moths in recent years, is quite different.

It took only a few minutes for the time. Except for the wizard who first discovered the scene of the corpse was left behind, everyone else was dismissed by the minister. Of course, Marx is also leaving the crowd, just now when it is time for breakfast, he took Vanni all the way to the auditorium of Beauxbatons.

Along the way, many people are whispering, saying that they have been rumors that have just appeared.

Although the Meadow Maxime was handled properly, the situation became worse without being on the spot. Marx knows that the guy who has stirred the water has reached the goal he wants, and some bad influence will inevitably spread over the next few days.

The holding of the Alchemy Contest is a good thing or a loss. It is really not very good at this moment.

……

And let’s not mention that Marx’s haze is getting deeper, and Harry is now screaming for Ginny’s date.

He didn’t expect that the old man of Slughorn seemed to speak very well, but when he turned around and asked if he could ease the burden of homework on Valentine’s Day, the other party decisively expressed regret.

Slughorn is a professor who has been working for a long time before he resigned. For a professor to insist on something, although he often does not adjust, but still uphold the correct principles.

This bald old man likes a promising young wizard, and he is always interested in collecting good students. He has always been on the road to collecting cockroaches. To be honest, as a professor, he is still very reliable.

Harry’s ambiguous idea didn’t work, and at the moment he walked in the hallway, and he gradually calmed down.

In fact, since he has never noticed Ginny’s thoughts in the past, he is now trying to give the other party a compensation when he is touched by the understanding given by Ginny. And dating in the Hogsmeade village is the most appropriate compensation method he can think of right now.

Unfortunately, the life of a Fifth Year student is still quite heavy. The OWLs exam is close at hand, and he probably can’t leave a lot of homework to date. Maybe he doesn’t care, but Ginny is very likely to disagree with him. In that case, he wants to compensate the other party for a big discount.

Nowadays, there is only one choice for him – to fight homework on the night before Valentine’s Day!

Harry bitterly determined and walked into the auditorium. In the curious eyes of Ron and Hermione, he fell to the side of the Gryffindor long table.

“Harry, what are you doing?”

When he sat down, Ron next to him whispered. Before in the common room, Harry’s hastily came back and forth, which gave him tons of curiosity.

“…I went to Professor Slughorn.” Harry didn’t want to say it, but when the light in his eyes found Ginny sneaking into it, he couldn’t help but say it.

“Slughorn?” Ron said with a sigh of relief. “Don’t you hate the bald boy? Why did you take the initiative to send it to the door?”

Sitting in the opposite of Hermione is obviously very strange, Ron asked here, she erected her ears over there. Although she holds a daily “Daily Prophet” in her hand for a daily morning reading, she can see that she is not in the above article.

“I am going…” Harry looked a little annoyed. “I am going to see if I can let him give me less homework. You know, the homework of the potion class has always been big!”

“what?”

Ron hadn’t had time to express his surprise. Hermione across the table had already slammed the newspaper down and looked at Harry with a look at the Flobberworm.

“Harry, is your brain lost by you?” She said incredulously. “What the hell are you thinking?”

“No, no loss–” Harry hurriedly waved his hand. “I mean, it’s just the homework for Valentine’s Day. I have to go to Hogsmeade with Ginny…that many homework can’t accompany her all day. Yes, isn’t it?”

“Oh,” Hermione suddenly startedled, and then suddenly said, “When did you become smart?”