Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Teacher, I was in contact with a guy named Martin some time ago – he seems to be the apprentice you received for Teacher. So, according to the last request from Teacher, I stared at him for a while, but…”

In a hut on a beachfront shoal, a short silhouette is sitting in the bedroom. And on the wall opposite the silhouette, the eyes of the characters in the portrait swayed.

“Martin…”

The person in the canvas suddenly spoke, but he saw that his body was still completely motionless. Only a pair of lips flapped slightly, and a chilling empty voice was heard.

I only heard the voice repeating the name again, and soon it was quiet:

“This person, you don’t have to monitor, he is different from other apprentices. It has another use for me. Well, except for him, other apprentices continue to monitor, if necessary… as my assigned monitor, you It is up to you to decide whether to clean up some people who are useless.”

“Yes, I understand, Teacher!”

“In addition, remember to be cautious… Although I can let McLorne not have much time to study the secret changes of the magic circle, there are some things that are too conspicuous. I don’t think you can escape from him. Hehe… I have to say that compared to the young man, you guys are still far away… don’t care.”

That short wizard hearing this, seems to be a little convinced to silence for a few seconds, but in the end is still honestly nodded.

“……Yes.”

However, the owner of the sound in the portrait did not seem to have listened to the meaning of his answer. As soon as he was just silent, the scorpion who braved the black flame had already fainted.

The short wizard sat a little longer in front of the frame and saw the portrait in the painting no more movements. Then he opened the hood and went back to the bedside table and hammered it out, giving a “squeaky” noise.

“Isn’t that Marx McLorne? Even though the kid is really a genius, it doesn’t mean to make me look like… It seems like in front of the guy, just a bunch of rubbish that can be discarded at any time?”

After saying this, he slammed again and then stood up and left the bedroom with dissatisfaction.

Obviously, this little wizard is the last gnome that met with Martin’s Sleeping Dragon Bar in the black market.

Because he was able to see the soul by nature, he had more favors than other apprentices in front of Herpo, and even got a right to monitor and even dispose of those disobedient colleagues.

To be honest, this right is indeed very big – although in Herpo’s opinion, there are a few more apprentices he has collected, and I am afraid there is not much difference.

The gnome wizard walked outside for a while in this spartan living room, and then sulking for a few minutes, then took a wooden cup and went to the bucket outside the house to sip a glass of water and drank it.

It can be seen that he does not seem to have much requirements for his life. I am thirsty and drink a glass of water. When I am hungry, I will eat some bread to satisfy my hunger. I live in a place where there is almost no daily necessities.

It must be said that it is estimated that whoever sees this scene here will not think that this gnome wizard is also an outstanding talent who is both proficient in potion and modern alchemy.

Of course, the reason why this guy will study these two subjects at the same time is indeed not for the Gold Galleon.

In fact, he is only trying to develop a way to fundamentally solve his own natural defects, and will continue to delve into them.

But unfortunately, even if he tried to turn himself into a werewolf, the result could only be turned into a “dwarf werewolf” that’s all on the full moon night – it would be taller than he is under normal circumstances. A little bit, but it’s just a little bit, that’s it.

To this end, he usually has to have a wolfbane potion for himself every month, which is not worth the candle.

Until then, when he was swaying by the sea one night, dissolving the huge amount of depression that was accumulated because of the magic study, Herpo appeared.

Just staying in his home for just three days, Herpo with no difficulty improved the shortcomings in his bloodline.

Today, he has at least five days a month to maintain the normal person’s physique, and this time is still growing with his bloodline and body fit.

He finally got what he wanted, naturally it was an unparalleled gratitude to Herpo, and his innate talent was quite outstanding. Herpo took him as an apprentice before leaving.

To be honest, just listening to this acquaintance process is really a good story. Unfortunately, the two protagonists in this story are not good people.

Herpo doesn’t have to mention it, just say this gnome wizard.

Perhaps it is because of discrimination from small to large, so that it has gradually formed a particularly distorted value. Someone is good to him, he may not be sympathetic; but if someone is not good to him, he will definitely repay it.

Worse, he is not only tempered, but also very strong. Even for those who are not as good as themselves, he can always find some better places from the other side, and there is a natural gap for him to hate each other.

So, Herpo can make him feel grateful, which is really not an easy task.

Right now, the shackles of Marx made him irritated, and what made him even more angry was his appreciation of Teacher Herpo for McLorne.

Can you really compare with the kid?

As usual, he swayed along the rocky beach, kicking the stone shells at his feet, and imagining them and everyone into the hateful Marx · McLorne.

“No, I heard that McLorne knows nothing about alchemy… at least my alchemy is definitely better than him!”

I can think about it, modern alchemy really has nothing to make him proud of. In addition to the already dead Nicholas Flamel, where is the real alchemy Master?

As a wizard who has studied modern alchemy in depth, he is clear about this.

“hateful–“

He stretched his foot and kicked a shell away from the sea. He took a few deep breaths in place.

Even if he is so hot in his usual temper, he knows when to make trouble and when to stop. If he does not have this endurance, he will not have this achievement.

You know, no matter whether it is potion or alchemy, you can’t be patient!

After sorting out his mood, his angry face suddenly calmed down, and there was still a trace of coldness and viciousness in his eyes.

“The two are always ignoring the pure blood of the Teacher command… I will take you out to vent it today.”

The voice did not fall, I saw his body shape twisted, and disappeared on the beach when he arrived.

……

As Herpo brought the formation of the meteorite fall to the door of Hogwarts, it caused a lot of time and effort for Marx to try.

As Herpo said to the gnome wizard, he forcibly held Marx, which allowed apprentices such as Martin to act in the dark.

However, even so, the power of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not a display.

Since Dumbledore handed this formed force to Marx, he has undergone a good adjustment. There are old members who quit and new members join.

In general, the main players are indeed much less than Dumbledore, but Marx has drawn more ordinary members under the Order of the Phoenix.

From now on, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not the most combatants, but the almost ubiquitous investigators. Not to mention anything else, Lupin and Sirius, who were originally hidden in the dark, have now become the Auror of Ministry of Magic. It is obvious that Marx’s value for “eyes” is surprisingly important.

So now that you want to avoid the vision of the Order of the Phoenix, that’s not an easy task.

In the evening of the evening, at the Ministry of Magic’s Auror office, Lupin was doing his old job – sorting out recent intelligence collected from various sources.

“Sirius, you don’t have to be there anymore! Now more and more information, I can’t filter even if I am busy all night… If you have nothing to do, just help me deal with some!”

“en?”

Sitting on the other sofa, Sirius tilted her legs, swayed the coffee cup in her hand, and shook her head lazily.

“Don’t do it… Yesterday I wandered outside for a night, I can’t sleep today, and now I am sleepy! Do you want me to work with you to help you?”

“Is there anything wrong?” Lupin turned the documents on the table into hua hua, and didn’t lift his head. “Drinking more can make Marx detoxify for you, but it’s just a few days of stomach… eh?”

He was talking casually, and suddenly it seemed that he saw something of value in the intelligence material, generally lightly exclaimed.

After a short while, he asked the pen to write the words quickly on the information.

“Okay!” Lupin wrote and divided his mind. “You don’t have to help me work… Hey, the task you are responsible for has already come to your door!”

After hurriedly writing a line, he picked up the wand at the table and waved to Sirius. The information automatically floated to the other side with his movements.

“After reading it, copy it yourself, and then put the original in Kingsley’s file for you – you know which one!”

Sirius, one of the legs, immediately took the information and squinted carefully. And when he finished reading it all, the brows were obviously wrinkled more tightly.

After a short while, Sirius thought about it without snoring and muttered:

“At this juncture… is it dead?”