Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“You are… what happened?”

As soon as he returned to St. Mungo’s ward, Marx saw that everyone except the windbreaker, the Ashley, including the bed, silently looked at himself.

This a path of sight is very strange, with a subtle sense of firmness, as if they have made some major decisions.

Behind Marx, Harry felt a little confused because he had been stuck in the doorway, but when he knew nothing, he found that the ward was full of acquaintances, and then he stopped.

“Oh, how are everyone here? You shouldn’t be-“

“Harry!”

The first thing I can’t help is Ginny.

Although Hermione had a bit of an impulse to fight for his future because of Hermione’s previous words, they wanted to discuss Marx with the future.

At first sight, the boyfriend who had waited for a long time finally appeared in front of him. Ginny still couldn’t suppress his thoughts. He rushed to the doorway and ran over.

“Oh,” Hermione paused helplessly. “Although I can understand Ginny’s mood, the next conversation will be a lot worse… I don’t know if Marx can agree with us.” Stay.”

Of course, no matter how troubled Hermione is, at least Ginny is happy now.

Seeing the little girl running towards her side, Marx consciously stood next to the station, giving room for Harry and Ginny to the little couple.

Then he took a step to an empty chair in the middle of the ward and sat down with the opportunity – he just saw it. This chair, which was placed in the center of the line of sight, was mostly prepared for him. .

“It looks like you have something to say to me,” Marx shrugged said. “Is it disapproving of the decision I want to send you all to The Burrow?”

Hermione looked at Marx, and after a little silence, she suddenly said:

“Marx, although we don’t know much, we can see that you have already put too much pressure on it. Marx, don’t hold on, many things are obviously not affordable for one person… …”

Marx listened to Hermione’s words of truth, and for a long while, he was gently nodded.

But then he heard him:

“Hermione, I am not asking you to consider your parents to make a decision? Have you really considered it?”

“Marx, you are too cunning,” Hermione said a little bit, and then turned to the road. “But, I have already figured it out. In fact, it is because of our parents, our family. We have to stay behind to fight Herpo’s plot, isn’t it?”

Hermione knows that what Marx said is not too embarrassing, because she believes that Marx can understand the idea she wants to convey from such a simple sentence.

After seeing that Marx had some hesitation because of her own words, she further said:

“Marx, I think you must have a plan – tell us about it! If… I mean, if you really can do everything without our help, we can go to The Burrow and wait for you quietly. Good news. Although it must be difficult, you can be patient if you know that you will be fine.”

As he spoke, Hermione suddenly shook his head and flashed a steadfastness in his eyes.

“But,” she said, “If you are not sure at all, let us stay! We are not just to help you, we are also for our family, for magic circle, for our own future. “”

After hearing these words from Hermione, Marx couldn’t help but ponder again for a moment. This time, he spent a lot of time thinking about it, and at the end he shook his head slightly:

“Have anyone ever said to you? Sometimes, your persuasiveness is really strong…”

“No, I don’t think so,” Hermione curl one’s lip. “At least, it’s never been easy to convince you, but this time thanks to Professor Dumbledore.”

“en?”

Marx heard her embarrassment and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, apparently feeling a little confused about her mention of Professor Dumbledore here.

“Oh, no, nothing.” Hermione immediately laughed. “We just discussed it. If Professor Dumbledore is in this situation, what will he do?”

“Is it?” Marx thought about it before he waved his hand. “In short, I already understand what you mean… Then, at least let me think about it again! We are all good at one night.” Think about it, wait until tomorrow morning.”

……

Unconsciously, the sky finally faded down.

Perhaps in the rest of this world, the fall of the night means that the day is about to pass. But in this mist that is returning to the misty, I am afraid that no one can fall asleep with peace of mind.

Everything may have just begun.

Right now, Scrimgeour is speaking at the Ministry of Magic’s Atrium Square, and his audience is all members who are still working in the ministry.

It must be said that the situation in London is indeed so strict that some of the Ministry of Magic employees have sneaked away from London.

Everyone can feel it, and that person’s heart is no longer an illusion.

At present, most of the Auror and Dark Wizard strikers in the ministry have been sent out, and are being led by Kingsley and Sirius and the others, against the raging Herpo in London.

Even so, the manpower still appears to be somewhat inadequate.

To this end, Scrimgeour understands that he must stand up and do something now, because even if the Ministry of Magic is full of people, then the entire Britain magic circle may soon fall into a half-hearted situation.

As Hermione said, in this case, the strength of a person is always limited. Because maintaining is always more difficult than destroying it, Herpo can be unscrupulous, but they have to take too much into account.

Not only is Hermione a few of them, but more people need to be supported together.

Of course, it is because of some of Marx’s previous strong moves that even if someone flees because of fear, he hasn’t dared to turn around and help Herpo to do evil.

Undoubtedly, this is equivalent to helping the poor situation nowadays.

“…We are the Britain Ministry of Magic, each of us represents the dignity and glory of the vast Britain wizard! We were born in this land, studying at Hogwarts, working at the Ministry of Magic, and getting married on this land – We can’t do without it because this is our home!”

“Now, now and now! Many of our colleagues are fighting bravely to resist the invasion and restore order. In order to let them have no worries, we should do everything we can to do what we should!”

“Just, our colleagues at the Department of International Magical Cooperation have already contacted the Wizard Federation. I believe that the Federation will soon send support to help us. So please don’t panic, I will be with you, with us. Continue to stick to their respective positions -“

“…in the end, we will surely usher in the dawn of victory!”

Even if Scrimgeour was flustered at the moment, he still insisted on making this speech arrogant. I have to say that he did not do well this time – except for his dead face, which always has no way to make a proper expression, it seems to be somewhat awkward.

However, there is obviously no fool who can stand here to listen to him. For the outside reality, they also look at each and everyone.

For Scrimgeour’s speech, there may be some approvals. After all, a large part of what he said is true.

To be honest, the big guys are still more and more suspicious.

Scrimgeour looked at the men’s witches underneath and whispered, and he couldn’t help but secretly sighed and subconsciously went to the statue of Marx, the Queen of the Muggle.

“McLorne, aren’t you the most idea? Hurry up and think of a way! If you go on like this, I don’t know how long I can hold it…”

But he didn’t know that what Marx is most worried about right now is not the turmoil in London. After all, compared with what Norman called “the demon summon”, this chaos is really not a major event.

What’s more, seeing the “big stone” on the top of the head is about to land. If it hadn’t stopped Herpo’s action before then, the two things slammed together and it was feared that Merlin could only look back.

In St. Mungo’s ward, Marx sits quietly in front of the window and pulls the curtains open. Although knowing that the night scene outside the window is entirely an illusion made by the curse, it is better to look at the gorgeous lights under the night, at least as much as sulking in the room against the ground.

And just beside the wall not far from him, the trench coat wizard still silently looked at the previous book. When I saw her, I looked up from time to time, and looked at the side of the moving towards Marx. The book in my hand often took a long time to turn over a page.

As for the rest of the ward, except Luna is holding a big apple, everyone seems to have no appetite.

“No matter what you do next, if you have enough to eat, will you have the strength to do things?” Luna touched Hermione’s elbow and whispered, “So, when can we have dinner?”

“I’m not hungry, I really can’t eat it… Hey,” Hermione turned her head and looked at her, and couldn’t help but say, “Are you not eating?”

“This is just the fruit before the meal,” Luna said, suddenly lowering his head and ka-cha snorted and chewed. “Would you like to come one too? If it is really impossible to eat, it Can help you open your stomach!”

“Oh, no,” Hermione hurriedly waved her hand. “I mean, I really don’t need it.”