Chapter 289 The Warlock's Hairy Heart

For Maca, Regulus' story should never end in his mouth, that story belonged to both Regulus and Voldemort.

He is not qualified to draw an end to Regulus' story without authorization.

If one day, when Voldemort returns to the cave where the fake Horcrux is hidden and takes out Regulus' suicide note from it, this story will quietly end in the most appropriate form.

As for what was written in Regulus' suicide note, Maca couldn't remember for a long time.

Going back to the study along the stairs, Leni ran up to him bouncingly, holding up the parchment full of words like offering a treasure.

Maca looked at the crooked letters on it, and took them over.

The Tales of Beedle the Poet is a collection of witches' fairy tales. Most of the stories collected in it convey positive messages such as good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil, magic should not be abused.

Because they are all fairy tales, the stories in them are not too long, even if you copy the longest Legend of the Three Brothers, it will not take long.

Lenny has copied it! Leni is out!

When the little girl saw Maca take it, Dang even said happily, then turned around and wanted to leave.

wait.

What's the matter!

Maca beckoned to her, then went back and sat down behind the desk. Although Lai Ni was full of reluctance, she had to obediently move to the desk.

'Wizard's Hairy Heart'... Maca looked at the parchment scroll copied by Lainie, and asked, I asked you to pick your favorite copy, right?

Yes... Leni nodded with her big watery eyes open.

In fact, Lainey's chosen tale is the darkest of the Tales of Beedle the Bard, and its purpose is to warn young wizards and witches against the use of the Dark Arts.

Because of its gory content, the story is often simply skipped by wizarding parents when they read their children bedtime stories.

In this story, the young wizard who is the protagonist is handsome, wealthy and extremely intelligent. He believes that emotions are a weakness of human beings, so he uses black magic to block all his emotions and the possibility of falling in love with others .

However, when he immersed himself in his perfect solitary life, he found his two servants talking about himself: one of them secretly sympathized with him, while the other even laughed at him for not being able to find a wife .

Feeling like his self-esteem was being trampled on, the wizard decided to find a wonderful woman to be his wife that would make them all jealous.

Soon, he was lucky enough to meet a woman who was both beautiful and wealthy, as well as amazingly gifted with magic.

Although the wizard can't tell whether he likes her or not, it doesn't seem to matter-he just wants a good wife and makes others jealous.

He began to try every means to please this woman, but it didn't seem to work.

At this moment, the girl spoke——

I will only believe the love words you say when I feel that you have a heart.

The wizard took her to the dungeon of the castle and showed her an enchanted crystal box in which was his own beating heart.

But because the heart was isolated from the body for too long, it has become shriveled. And because of black magic, there are many long black hairs growing on it.

The girl begged the wizard to put the heart back in its place, and the wizard agreed, and he put the hairy heart back in his chest.

However, this heart has been imprisoned by black magic for too long, and has become reckless and savage, and its desires have become fierce and surly.

The wizard found that he had to give it up immediately, or he would lose control of his body with this black magic-tainted heart.

So, he pulled out the girl's heart and tried to replace his hairy heart with it.

But Shaggy's heart is already so strong that it doesn't allow the wizard to use magic to take him out.

The wizard naturally didn't want to be controlled by his heart anymore, so he struggled to pick it out of his chest with a dagger.

As a result, he fell on the girl's body, holding a completely different heart in each hand.

Then tell me, why do you like this article? Maca flicked the parchment roll with her fingers, and then looked at Leni.

Maca thought that she would say something like because this article is the shortest or Leni likes to dig out the heart - Leni usually has this personality, and she never likes to think about things when she thinks about problems. It's too deep, and Maca doesn't expect her to understand the truth just by copying it once.

Unexpectedly, this time, Leni's reason was not as simple and straightforward as he imagined.

If Leni is telling the truth, you can't punish Leni again! The little girl pointed at Maca's nose and said loudly.

Just say what you want... Maca nodded and said, You won't be punished.

Because... Leni laughed and said, Because that wizard seems to be talking about you! Seeing him die in the end, Leni is so happy!

Maca was taken aback when he heard the words, and then frowned slightly.

There is some truth in saying that he is like the protagonist in that story—he did lose his emotions once. But that was before he met Leni, and few people knew for certain that he had lost his emotions.

Where did this little girl know about it?

Then tell me, how am I the same as that wizard? Maca thought for a while and asked suddenly.

You and he have no heart!

Leni said, and took a few steps back carefully, as if she noticed the slight change in Maca's expression, and was worried that she would be punished again.

No heart?

Maca touched her chest subconsciously, and suddenly realized the true meaning contained in Laini's seemingly joking truth.

Maybe Leni didn't say that because she knew her past from somewhere, let alone saying that he really has no heart.

What she wanted to express was probably referring to the fact that he had always kept his true feelings hidden.

Hey! Bastard Maca... Leni shrunk her head and stared at Maca, and stretched out her hand to lightly tug on the hem of his wizard robe, You agreed! You agreed not to punish Laini!

Seeing her timid look, Maca couldn't help but smiled and said: Well, I won't punish you - go and play by yourself! Remember not to make trouble for others, do you understand?

Got it! Leni waved her hand immediately, and then ran out of the study.

Maca leaned back in the chair, looked at the parchment scroll in his hand, and gradually fell into deep thought.

He got used to the pretense very early on, but when he really lost his emotions, it became more and more clear that he couldn't live without them.

But the question is, if a person's emotions are hidden for too long, will it produce some unknown mutation as mentioned in The Hairy Heart of the Wizard?

If the answer is yes, how will that change? Is it a good change or a bad change?

After thinking for a long time, Maca did not come to any reliable conclusions.

In this world, emotions and emotions are closely related to magic. If Maca wants to continue to study magic in depth, he will inevitably be unable to avoid this complex and elusive subject.

Wait! Feelings and emotions?

As if he had thought of something, he quickly pulled out a note from the pile of books in front of him, leaned over the table and looked it up carefully.

...

At the same time, in the old dusty living room on the second floor.

Sirius? What's wrong with you... are you all right?

In the deepest part of the living room, Kreacher was no longer there, but Sirius was still standing in front of the tapestry, lost in thought.

Harry wanted to ask Sirius some questions, but when he saw Sirius' back here, he saw the blank expression on his face.

Huh? Sirius turned his head to look at his godson, then shook his head lightly, Oh, Harry... I'm fine!

Harry looked at the tapestry embroidered with the family tree, then nodded hesitantly - he thought Sirius was reminiscing about his childhood.

You're not at the top! Harry followed the tree-shaped family tree to the bottom, but he couldn't find Sirius' name.

It used to be on it. Sirius said, pointing to a small blackened round hole in the tapestry, which looked like a cigarette burnt mark.

My dear old mother destroyed me after I ran away from home - Kreacher loved to whisper that story.

Speaking of Kreacher, Sirius subconsciously glanced behind him, there was only a mark made by the head of the elf, and a puddle of wet water mixed with dust.

You ran away from home? Harry asked suspiciously.

I was about sixteen years old... said Sirius. I've had enough.

Where have you been? Harry asked, staring at him.

At your father's house, Sirius said, showing a look of reminiscence again, your grandparents are very understanding, they almost treat me as a second son...

Yes! During the school holidays, I temporarily stayed at your father's house; when I was seventeen, I found a place by myself!

My uncle Alphard left me a considerable amount of gold - he was also cleared from here, probably for this reason!

I've taken care of myself since then anyway...but Mr and Mrs Potter always welcome me to their house every Saturday for dinner.

But why did you... Harry asked tactfully.

You mean run away from home? Sirius gave a wry smile, running his hands through his long, unkempt hair, because I hate all of them—my parents are crazy about purebloods, and they believe that being a member of the Black family People are inherently noble...

By chatting casually with Harry, Sirius also gradually let himself out of his grief and anger. At this moment, there was a sudden shout from downstairs.

What's the matter? Sirius asked annoyed.