Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Hermione, you are sure of the entrance to the ‘black market’… is it near here?”

Ron looked left and right, except that the fog that seemed to be everywhere was still lingering, and there was only a piece of ruin that was infiltrated.

Yes, it looks a bit odd here. After all, the Foundation Establishment was completely safe, and only this one was almost completely collapsed.

Other than that, it seems that there is nothing special about it.

“It should be right – Tonks said that the new entrance to the black market is a gallery that is hidden in the middle of a muggle old bookstore and a warehouse.” Hermione pointed to the left and right. “Look! That’s a bookstore, another On the other hand, it is a warehouse… Moreover, there are many kinds of oil paintings scattered in the ruins…”

It’s not been long since they sneaked out of Diagon Alley.

Just because the four of them now have a “new skill” for the road, both the speed and the concealment of the movement are very high, and even effectively avoid the dark wizards that are stalking around the city.

However, it is clear that the disadvantages of moving with a broom are still there.

At the moment, London is full of fog, flying in the air can only rely on the location of take-off and landing to determine the direction, Accio can not see anything. In this way, let alone find someone while flying.

I have to say that even if Hermione is flying in the air, it just happens to pass over Percy’s head, she must be completely ignorant.

Of course, the likelihood of that happening is obviously small enough to allow Hermione to give up on the ground and increase efficiency.

“You are waiting outside, I am going to see it advanced.”

Hermione looked at the ruins of this messy, the cracked walls, and the second floor, which had become precarious because of the lack of support, as if warning everyone who passed by.

As for whether there is another 3rd-layer building, she is not very clear – the fog envelopes everything around me, and a little further away, there is only a gray one.

“Hermione, wait!” Ron saw her going to the dangerous building that had collapsed, and hurriedly stopped saying, “This place is too dangerous. Our Levitation charm can never bear the weight of a floor. Plus there is no way to disapparation in the fog, in case this is -“

“You can always go in and check it out, isn’t it?” Hermione squinted. “Not to mention, this gallery is a bit strange, I think it’s more likely to be a disguise – think about Hogwarts, in the muggle eye Isn’t that also a ruin?”

“That… that doesn’t work either,” Ron snorted a little, suddenly biting his teeth. “The entrance is an unfinished painting, isn’t it? I am coming in and looking for it!”

“what?”

Hermione and Ginny tried this and suddenly looked at Ron with amazement.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong!” Ron said as he tightened the wand in his hand. “Is it strange? Don’t forget, I am also a Gryffindor! Don’t fight with me, just decide! Who is yelling at me?” Who is anxious!”

After all, he lifted his leg and went to the dangerous building that seemed to collapse at any time, leaving Hermione with a few faces.

“What the hell is he?”

Hermione wants to stop Ron, but she can’t see the other person’s back. Aside from Ginny, after a while, I can’t help but whisper:

“He occasionally will be strong, but that’s usually only when Fred and George are joking with him… It’s really unseen to start like this today.”

However, is Ron really just barely?

“Ah!”

As soon as he entered the ruins of the black lacquered gallery, he was immediately shocked by some brick debris falling from the top of his head.

“Oh… Merlin’s stinky socks! Can I still regret it now?”

To be honest, Ron’s self-confidence was indeed a bit awkward, and it was clear that Hermione’s decision was a priority along the way, but he just said something like an impulse.

However, although his previous actions are indeed impulsive, some of the inner thoughts have already begun to falter as early as Hogwarts.

When I traveled to London this time and went deep into this strange fog, Ron always felt that he could no longer stop as he used to.

Yes, my ability is really limited, but this can’t be an excuse for fearing that.

Not to mention, only one of the four people in this trip is a man. When he is in danger, he can’t always hide behind the girls as a burden.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is barely, but it is also a conclusion that Ron came to after thinking about it.

“Well… still forget it! Just now those words are already awkward. Now if you don’t find anything, go back. Isn’t it even more humiliating?”

“…Lumos.”

The radiance of the tip illuminates the surrounding darkness a little. But the ubiquitous fog makes the effect of the radiant charm drop a lot… well! Better than no!

“I hope there is no dark wizard hidden here… No, it is estimated that even if it is a dark wizard, it will not be willing to come here!”

Ron walked slowly in the half-closed foyer, and while he was there, he was alone, gugu, and was stopped by some squeaking noises.

But in any case, under the double obstacles of this fog and darkness, he is still moving forward step by step, and has not been slow for a long time.

Not long after, Ron passed through the small hallway and entered a more serious cloister.

It can be seen that most of the paintings that should have been hung on the wall have fallen to the ground at this moment. And even if there is a small part that barely stays on the cracked wall, it is always skewed, as if it is likely to fall at any time.

He held the wand and carefully walked through the gallery, and examined every portrait here.

“en?”

Walking, Ron suddenly stopped – not because of fear, nor because he had found the “unfinished portrait”, but because… there was no way ahead.

The bright wand will be released and stretched forward. He found that the corridor in front seemed to have been severely collapsed, and the entire road was blocked by the fallen wall.

“If the ruin is really just a disguise, then the entrance must be here…but, where is it going to be?”

Every painting in this neighborhood has already been seen, and he has not found anything unfinished. However, many of them have been damaged by bricks.

After a while hesitating, Ron had the heart to look for it in the pile of stones, but he was worried that the wall would collapse because of his own turmoil. For a time, he did not know what to do.

But at this moment, he heard a sound suddenly heard behind him.

“Ron, why don’t you look up?”

“Hermione?”

He heard the voice, did not care to go up and down, but turned to look behind him.

“How come you all come in?”

“Do you think we really can rest assured that you will come in alone?” Hermione glanced at him as usual. “Although I don’t know what you are doing, it’s not a time to make you reluctant!”

She said, and Ginny and Luna, behind them, came to Ron’s side and looked up to the ceiling. I saw her in the hands of the wand high, the tip also lit up the rays of light, but the brightness is obviously not enough to penetrate the fog to let her see more things.

And not far away, Ron looked at the silhouette of Hermione, only a moment later:

“I admit that I am really reluctant… But you don’t feel like this kind of situation that requires people to take risks. Only I am the most suitable candidate?”

“Lumos, Maximize!” Hermione waved the stick and released the brightness of the wand radiance to the limit she could reach. This is all the way. “You are the best? Why?”

“because……”

Ron paused, suddenly whispered:

“Because you don’t like Marx? If you don’t have a life, what do you like?”

“what?”

Hermione hearing this, the high-handed right hand unconsciously retracted some, and even the attention was distracted by Ron. She groaned in the same place, then subconsciously turned back and looked at Luna, which turned to look forward to Ron.

But Ron didn’t pay attention to her inexplicable expression, and she continued:

“And I… you see, I don’t like anyone, and I don’t like anyone. Even if I figured out something, it’s always better than your accident, isn’t it?”

“Ron?”

Suddenly, Luna, who had never spoken, called him and walked to him in a light pace.

“How, what?” Ron stepped back halfway.

“Marx used to talk to me before, saying that Ron is a good boy, and he always likes to be alone in thinking. And he also said that this is actually a bit like me…”

“Hey, then?” Ron asked doubtfully.

“Then he told me a way to remind others not to think about it!” Luna snorted and seemed to be somewhat itchy. “He said, if the other person is a female child, then hold her; if the other is Male child…”

“……Ok?”

Ron watched Luna change wand from right hand to left hand and then raised her white fist.

“bang!”

“Oh–“

Luna took back her fist and seemed to be worried about the Ron probe that squatted down her stomach, and then moved toward the back of her head:

“…Take a punch in his stomach! Oh, I played too heavy?”

“Cough cough cough…” Ron squatted on the floor, hard to say. “No, it’s okay… but Luna, you don’t think Marx is just making a joke when he is talking?”