Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

With Kingsley’s “Auror Head”, there is no trace of assistance, and it is no longer a difficult thing to pass through the security checkpoint. Even if Martin had a Muriel who had some difficulties in action, they quickly passed silently without being noticed.

“Miss Parkinson, because there is still a trial that is not good, I can only send you here. But please remember to go back to Hogwarts and go to Mr. McLorne. He should have something to say to you. Say.”

In this last sentence, Kingsley naturally said to Martin, who was hiding in the dark.

After all, according to Pansy’s previous statement, Marx should still be skeptical that she is right now. And since it is doubtful, it naturally has to show a little bit of monitoring and observation.

Standing in front of a fireplace in the front hall of the Ministry of Magic, Pansy immediately nodded.

“Of course, I will go.”

Watching Kingsley turn and go back, Pansy paused for a while and waited for him to go far, and then grabbed a floo powder to get into the fireplace.

“…go to Leaky Cauldron.”

Listening to the sound of Martin, who was still in the air, she was trying to drop the floo powder and stopped for a while, then she whispered:

“Leaky Cauldron -“

“bang!”

With a burst of fresh green magic flame, she was swallowed up by the fire tongue and disappeared into the fireplace.

Almost no one noticed that the green flame seemed to follow and beat more.

……

“No, not there, Knockturn Alley can’t go anymore – go out first! I have a place in the black market.”

After coming out of Leaky Cauldron’s fireplace, Martin’s voice came again and stopped Pansy, who was heading for the backyard.

When Pansy left Leaky Cauldron and came to the outside of the muggle street, she saw Martin’s silhouette, which was not directly seen today.

At the other side’s hand, Muriel’s situation is obviously not very good, only with the support of Martin can barely stand firm.

“Miss Muriel? You…what happened?”

Pansy and Muriel can be said to be not very familiar, but at least she is very impressed with each other, so it can’t be said to be strange.

But Martin clearly did not have the time to say hello to them.

“A chatter waited for the place to say, it’s no more safe than Leaky Cauldron… Go!” He lowered his voice and said quickly, “Come, help me!”

Martin is clearly aware that even the muggle World Ministry of Magic has paid attention during this period, in order to find some changes worthy of attention as early as possible.

“Ah.”

From the other hand’s hand to take over Muriel’s arm, Pansy felt a sinking when he arrived, because that Muriel almost the whole person leaned on her.

Of course, compared to the smell that still remains, the weight is really indifferent.

Pansy half-move and hold Mulier, walked behind Martin for a short walk, and then turned to the other side and turned into an alley. After waiting for the three Apparition, they appeared near the entrance to the black market.

After that, it was natural to enter the black market through the channel of the Dark Spirit Pavilion. After a good trip, seven rounds and eight rounds, the three people walked around in a lonely black town for a long time before they came to a pretty small house.

The light in this black market is not enough, and with the addition of many pedestrians coming and going, it is obviously becoming more and more gloomy. Not to mention that such an old house seems to have been used by no one for a long time, and it looks like a ghost house that a ghost will live in.

“Come in, help Mullil go to the second floor, I have already cleaned up.”

When Pansy helped the other person into the house, Martin looked at the dark alley with his head facing the outside and looked at it. After checking that no one was there, he closed the door tightly.

With a bit of screaming screams, Pansy took Mulier to a bedroom on the second floor – it can be seen that it was indeed cleaned. Out of a variety of furnishings are long gone, this is still a good home.

Seeing the bedding on the bed was also clean, Pansy was trying to lift Mulier directly to lie down, but he heard the voice suddenly ringing at the door behind him.

“Wait! Don’t let her sleep…”

Martin walked in from the outside and waved wand to open the cabinet against the wall, and a blanket with velvet floated from inside.

Waiting for him to change the thin sheets on the bed into a blanket, and change the bedding to a thicker one, this together with Pansy put Muriel on the bed.

“Parkinson, will you cook? I think she must eat something -“

“what?”

Pansy hearing this is a glimpse.

“Oh, sorry, I… I haven’t been to the kitchen.”

“Well, I should have thought of it, how could Miss Parkinson Family cook in person?” Martin shook his head. “Give the fireplace, the black market is not warm during the day and night – burn a fire, cook a hot Water General Club? Take care of Muriel for me, I will get some food.”

Looking at Martin busy and busy, Pansy, who had always had a crush on this man, suddenly felt that he did not seem to be qualified to look down on him.

“If Draco can be so gentle to me, how good is that?” She muttered softly, pulling out wand and pointing to the fireplace. “Incendio… In the end, like the boys I know, only McLorne will occasionally Give me a cup of tea and warm up…”

“…well, no wonder the Miss Know-it-all will stare at him and he won’t let go.”

Of course, the boy like Marx didn’t dare to ask – although the other side seemed to be fine, but it was already beyond her reach.

While putting the kettle filled with water on the shelf of the fireplace, Pansy looked back at Muller, who was stunned and stunned in the bed, and his heart was envious. feel.

Not long after, in the snoring of the old stairs, Martin controlled a plate of corn shortbread and a large pot of steaming cream stew, coming in from the outside.

After putting the tableware on the small round table in the bedroom, he gave Mulier a stew and turned slightly to look at Pansy next to the fireplace.

“You should be hungry too? Come and eat together! Today… it is thanks to you.”

Martin has never been a man who is good at thanking. Just saying this, he never said anything again, holding a spoon and holding the bowl to the bed and looking for Muriel.

Pansy licked his mouth, went to the round table and succumbed to it, and put some shortbread inside, and then returned to the fireplace and ate it silently.

The orange fire swayed in front of him, occasionally blowing up a few sparks and splashing her feet.

“…Murly, come and eat something… Muriel?”

Martin at the bedside looked at the girl on the bed and screamed at the other person’s name, but he didn’t know what it felt at the moment.

Maybe it is the love of this girl? Or is it just an inexplicable sense of responsibility that comes from the heart of a man?

he does not know.

He only knew that the anger of his heart was genuine, and it was the kind of raging flame that almost wanted to kill the Ministry of Magic and cast a Cruciatus Curse to everyone who might have made this poisonous hand to Muriel.

However, he knows better that he can’t do that.

The temporary anger can only be exchanged for more regrets – Mulier now obviously needs someone to take care of, and he simply can’t give her care to others to complete.

Well, only one after another seems to be a suitable Parkinson, or a little girl child that’s all that I can’t take care of even my own life.

“Murly? How are you feeling? Can you hear me talking?”

To be honest, this suddenly reminded Martin of the feeling of taking care of his grandmother with Mother when he was a child. At that time, the old man was like this. When someone spoke in front of her, she seemed to be unable to understand at all. She only knew that she was fascinated.

Picking up the wooden spoon and picking up some stew from the bowl, he blew it and licked it to the other’s mouth.

Probably the warmth and aroma of the mouth provoked Muriel’s subconscious reaction, and she saw her slowly open her mouth and put the spoon into her mouth.

When Martin saw it, he lifted his hand and lifted the spoon carefully, so that Mulier could not even chew it.

“Well?”

After a few seconds, Muriel, who was almost solid in his mind, seemed to finally be a little sobered up. She turned her eye and squinted at Martin.

“father?”

Martin and her eyes, can not help but blinked, for a time do not know what to say.

He naturally remembers that Muriel and he talked about the desire to resurrect father. Perhaps, the father who has already passed away is the most favorite and most memorable man in her life.

“Father, don’t put sugar in the stew… Mother said it many times.”

“…I didn’t put sugar.”

Although it wasn’t Muriel’s “father”, but the cream stew was what he did – it seems that Muriel seems not so satisfied.

“Mullier? Remember the ‘shadow’ you said? If you remember, talk to me about the situation at the time!”

The state of the other party is obviously constantly worsening since she was awakened. At the time, she could at least recognize Martin in the Ministry of Magic, but now she can’t tell anyone.

If you continue to do this, it is almost impossible to figure out the situation.

“Shadow?” Mulier stunned for a long time. After a while, he slowly swallowed. “Oh… that is the shadow? Hula, I rushed over to me… Hula…”

It seems that she really does not know what she has encountered.

“That… in general, eat first! If you are cold, you can’t eat it.”

After feeding a spoonful of hot stew in a bowl and then a spoonful, Martin put down the bowl and took out his wand again – he decided to see for himself what happened.

“Murly… Come, look at me!”