MTL - Harry Potter’s Book of Sin-Chapter 2596 welcome next visit

Remember [New] for a second,! "More 'testing'! It's certainly not a bad thing to be cautious—to protect the people we want to protect, you can't be too careful, can you?"

Maca was still sitting in the same place with her tea cup in hand, looking at Hermione's back as she walked away quickly, and muttered to herself in her heart.

But suddenly, the originally calm smile on his face froze, and his breathing suddenly became short.

"hiss-"

He took a breath of cold air, and then pressed his thin lips together tightly, the blood vessels between his forehead and neck protruded, and the teacup in his hand trembled slightly with the force of his fingertips.

It looked like… trying to endure some sudden, terrible pain.

"Clap!"

Maybe it's because you don't want to overturn the teacup that keeps beating with the tea liquid in your hand! Maca twitched her nose and took a deep breath, then stabilized her arms with all her might, and put the teacup back on the table as lightly as possible.

It's a pity that the impact of the bottom of the cup on the table still caused a little splash of tea in the cup, and a few pink flowers appeared on the white tablecloth.

Fortunately, the unknown pain seemed to come and go quickly. As the second hand ticked several times on the dial of the clock hanging on the wall in the back room, the armrest of the chair held by Maca in place of the teacup finally stopped slightly. tremor.

Soon after, the slightly bewildered breathing became gentle again, and the pale color on his face gradually faded, but as the muscles relaxed, a morbid flush appeared on his cheeks, which was accelerated by the blood flow.

"You don't look... well."

Suddenly, a slightly muffled voice suddenly sounded in the empty courtyard. It was not very loud, but it was obviously enough for Maca to hear it.

Seeing Maca looking up, at that moment, he saw a figure appeared not far away—this figure he knew, it was one of those alchemy dolls made by Sarah, but he didn’t know it. When did the other party come so close to him from the opposite door.

"Yes," Maca took out a handkerchief from her breast pocket, wiped the sweat oozing from her forehead casually, and then smiled at the other party, "Obviously, there is no such thing as How nice."

The voice fell a little, and Sarah's muffled voice sounded again in the mouth of the doll that didn't move:

"I can feel the vibration from your soul just now... You know, I can perceive the state of your soul. It's just... Even so, I still haven't noticed anything strange in your soul."

"Yes."

Maca still affirmed Sarah's observation. Then I saw him subconsciously caressing his chest with his hand, and lowered his head slightly, as if he was feeling something, he continued:

"Your perception is right, so don't worry, it's just a little inconvenience. In fact, from a certain point of view, it may have some benefits!"

"What's the benefit?" Sarah continued to ask through her doll's mouth.

However, when Maka heard the words, she shook her head again, and then raised her head again and smiled at the other party.

"You see, I just woke up suddenly from the ice coffin. In fact, from the moment I opened my eyes, everything in front of me was unknown - seriously, this feeling is really Awful!"

He said this, paused again, and then turned again:

"But, it is precisely because of this that the pain from the depths of the soul like just now is more real and precious to me. At least it can let me know that my soul seems to be safe, but in fact it is obvious that there is The problem! And this, for me, who knows almost nothing about the current situation, is undoubtedly a very valuable clue... oh, actually, this is not the first time. Although it is indeed a bit painful - it makes me remember Brings back memories of enduring the Cruciatus—but I must say, I'm still looking forward to its next visit."

After Maka finished speaking, Sarah was silent for a moment, and then she heard her muffled voice:

"I hope you don't die the moment it's 'next visit'."

"I hope so too!" Maka nodded, "After all, if I die, I won't have a chance to find out what happened to me, so I've been in pain several times since I woke up. It's all for nothing!"

Having said that, he stretched out his hand to pick up the cup again and took another sip, then put down the teacup, backed away from the chair, and stood up suddenly. With his movements, the slight fatigue that was entrenched in him immediately dissipated, and the calmness and determination that he had shown on the battlefield came back again.

Following, he saw the puppet in front of him and said loudly:

"Since you sent it to find me, it means that your side is over, right? Then come back! All the follow-up defense work of your stronghold is handed over to the people of the three major families, we have more important things. things to do.”

"Understood... Are you really okay?" Sarah replied first, then paused for a while, and then added a little worriedly.

"Thank you, but it's alright, I know what to do."

Maca smiled again, and then turned her gaze to the door behind the doll. And just as he turned his eyes there, Harry hurried out of the door with a sword in hand.

Maca didn't waste the smile on her face, she looked at Harry who stopped as far away as Hermione with the remaining smile and said:

"You're back too?"

"Humph."

Harry snorted nonchalantly, and glanced at the alchemy doll of Sarah, whom he also knew, and looked left and right in the courtyard.

"Where's Hermione? She contacted me, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said she had already come over."

"Yes, but she's gone again," explained Marca. "Mrs. Maxime has received a letter - from Mrs. Weasley, and we think Ron and Ginny should get the news as soon as possible. You You know, they might be slower on their side, not as quick as you and Hermione."

"Mrs Weasley?"

Compared to Maca, Harry's relationship with the Weasley brothers' mother is obviously deeper. It can be said that he really lost his biological parents since he was a child, and at the same time he has not been able to have a decent childhood. In fact, he has long regarded the other party as his own mother.

Hearing the news about Mrs. Weasley at this time, Harry was suddenly excited, and in the ups and downs of his heart, he obviously also realized that something was wrong.

"She wrote to Maxim? Why? Did something happen in the refugee community?"

"Oh no, it's not what you think, the refugee community is very good." Marca waved his hand to signal him not to worry, "Just I think, Mrs. Weasley probably already knows about Percy. And obviously, she's strong, and, maybe, she wants to do something - presumably everyone else in the community feels the same way."