Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“You go ahead! I have to go find Mr. Head, and come back later.”

Watching Marx slowly leave along the corridor, Hermione couldn’t help but stop, and moved towards his back with a few more eyes. To be honest, after listening to the words of Norman Werther, they already felt the more dignified feeling of Marx.

Now, although Marx is going to look for St. Mungo’s head, everyone feels that he may just want to find a place to be alone.

After everyone looked at each other, it opened the door in front of them and went in and out.

“Oh! Ron, Ginny!”

The first thing I greeted was Percy. I can see that the first reaction he made when he saw everyone was a little relaxed. Needless to say, if it is because of his two stupid letters that the younger brother younger sister has gone wrong, he may not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, it seems that Ron and Ginny have nothing to lose.

“Percy?” Ron came to see him vainly and quickly lifted him up. “Merlin is on… you actually came to London alone, and found it earlier than us. Fred and George !”

“Yeah!” Ginny quickly rushed over. “Percy, how did you do it? You see, you are even swaying even when you walk!”

“Oh, this is actually because I have gone too far today,” Percy patted his own leg. “In fact, I have recovered a lot. Before I came out from home, I could even trod a few steps from time to time.” …… um, okay! Although it seems that there is nothing to show off, after all, I did a stupid thing this time.”

“No, this is not a ‘stupid thing,'” Fred said behind. “We are really touched… I must say that this is the first time you have acted like a big brother worried about the safety of the younger brothers.”

The voice did not fall, and George took it on the side:

“Although you did run for a while, my big brother.”

At this time, that is, the pair of twin words can draw everyone’s laughter – although everyone’s smile is still mixed with a little reluctance.

However, of course, from the way that Fred and George is now, Hermione can see that they have changed a lot from the past. Even if they still speak with a light and funny, but now the two brothers are accompanied by their wives, and then the frivolous look of the past.

People will grow up, even if it is the same.

Just as Hermione was secretly feeling, she heard Ginny look around and was busy starting talking:

“Father and mother? Are they not here?”

“Oh, they went out to find you before,” Percy said. “But just Lupin has sent people a message saying that they are now in Diagon Alley. Just because the road is getting more and more dangerous, they can’t come back now… … Of course, you can rest assured that Diagon Alley is safe now.”

“That’s good,” Ginny and Ron tried this, and suddenly nodded, “…that’s good.”

“In short, sit down and have a rest!” Fred greeted. “You look tired… and, let’s talk to us about what’s going on now? How did you come here… …”

Looking at them, they began to share their own experiences. The windbreaker wizard, who had been standing at the door, was slightly paused, and suddenly he did not want to disturb their conversation and silently left the ward.

……

The corridor outside the ward seemed to be very busy, and the patients and nurses came and went. Marx is walking in between, and from time to time he has to avoid it, so it is not very fast.

Before he came up, he had seen the old acquaintance Lockhart. He also saw that the other party seemed to enjoy this life.

I have to say that the guy is really one of the few people who can still enjoy themselves in this situation. Don’t know if he is really big? Still using this smile to deliberately anesthetize yourself.

Not long after, Marx went down the stairs to the rest area on the sixth floor, and just found an empty place to sit down.

Compared with the fuss of the following floors, there are obviously fewer people coming here. Because no one was bothering, Marx quickly fell into a slightly confused contemplation.

In fact, he still has some preparations.

As he had long guessed that Herpo would have some action when the big rock in the sky fell, so he also prepared some solutions early.

However, he never imagined that Herpo might have already had a summon of the “Abatair”.

What is the so-called “demon summon”? He is really ignorant of this.

Suddenly, Marx thought of the “wild beast” that he had just met outside St. Mungo’s entrance – the mental disorder that the other side showed, which gave him some speculative conjecture.

As mentioned before, the ancient summon technique is divided into two categories: “spirit summon” and “demon summon”, and the former is mainly based on matter as the main body and spirit as the core of summon theory.

Yes, today’s transfiguration is a branch extracted from this theory.

So, is another summon classification corresponding to the spiritual summon technique a kind of spiritual-based Magical Theory?

Although it can be speculated according to the theoretical possibility, but what exactly is the “demon summon”, Marx is hard to imagine.

Especially in some scientific books, he also found that the ancient wizard usually regards the two summon classifications as distinct systems. It is obvious that there is no possibility that the two will have the relative relationship analyzed above.

In the absence of clues, even if he can guess again, it is difficult to figure out why.

Just as Marx was worried and worried, a silhouette suddenly appeared from the side of the stairs, which made him slightly interrupted his thoughts and turned his head.

“How come you are here?”

Marx looked at the windbreaker wizard coming to his side, revealing a shallow smile.

“Let me guess, is Hermione worried about me again?”

“No,” the other hand shook his head gently. “Although I thought, she must have been worried about you… including Miss Lovegood. They should be, but everyone did not show it this time.”

“Oh,” Marx suddenly shrugged. “They are really understanding.”

That’s right, what he needs now is a quietness that allows him to sink his mind and think. If Hermione and Luna appear here, it will only make him worry more about that’s all.

“What about you?” Slightly stopped, Marx looked at the other side. “Why are you coming back? Is there any suggestion to tell me?”

Although he often deliberately does not care about the existence of this trench coat, he has never forgotten some of the reasons that the other party will appear in front of him.

This witch, who does not know its identity, is undoubtedly a key.

“Is it recommended?” But he heard the other person swearing. “Well… I don’t think so, Mr. McLorne, I just want to see you.”

Listening to the singular voice, Marx didn’t know what to say. After a short moment, he slowly shook his head and asked:

“I wanted to ask before, how suddenly did you hide your voice?”

“…because it is not needed.”

The other person seems to have licked his lips. It sounds like some words may have been in her heart for a long time, but I still can’t reveal it.

After a little hesitation, Marx took her step by step to the window and looked at the scenery outside. The window was the same as the Ministry of Magic, and they were all cursed. The out of London is not so rich in fog, it is still so fresh.

It’s a pity that this kind of beauty is more like a subtle cruelty when compared with what I saw before I came in.

When the battle outside is still going on, they should probably go out and help. At least, although it is very likely that it will be vain to cure the symptoms, it will be better for them to feel better.

However, Marx just looked at the “blue sky” outside, and once again immersed in difficult thinking.

It must be said that if he even gave up thinking, then the disaster that is about to become more and more serious, I am afraid there will be no room for change.

……

When Marx was on the sixth floor of St. Mungo’s, looking at the window with the windbreaker wizard silently, the changes in the city continued to relentlessly continue.

Just like Pansy’s friend Illu, when the magic ceremony of the magic ceremony broke out with many believers within the body, she was obviously not as lucky as Pansy, and there was just a strong helper who could dispel her influence.

In the bottom dungeon of the Ministry of Magic, Illily’s eyes are already occupied by the murky black, and the wild beast-like ambition makes her want to break through the door to escape the dark and cold place.

“clang–“

Suddenly, she saw her punching on a solid iron fence. Even though her hands were full of blood, she still had no idea.

I have to say that she is lucky compared to other “believers” outside.

In her within the body, the surviving Goblin bloodline is invisibly exerting a peculiar force, so that she does not control the “wild beast” that Marx encounters is completely controlled by the violent instinct.

She just tapped the iron gate that applied magic, swayed between reason and instinct, and fought back and forth.

Fortunately, because Ministry of Magic has been unable to separate the manpower to see the dungeon, so no one to break her self-satisfied state, which barely gave her a chance to regain her heart.

“clang–“

The heavy slamming sounds echoed repeatedly in this unmanned dungeon, as if it had never stopped.