Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…I think it’s not a good habit to hide in the dark!”

When Delphi outside the compartment said this, Marx first groaned, but even turned around and moved to the side of the ghost Mr.

“please.”

He grinned and made a mouth shape, then moved toward the door and reached out and gestured for the other person to go out and put on the pot. Of course, most of the people found were the ghost, so it’s not too bad for him to come out. What shirks responsibility.

If there is no such a sudden appearance, Marx is holding his breath and hiding it, how can it be discovered by Delphi?

“Uh……”

Fortunately, this sewer ghost is also an honest man… well, or a “gentleman”, after all, Marx’s appearance is a female child!

When I saw “her” seems to be asking for myself to go out to the top of the tank, he hesitated a moment, but he finally nodded, and went out through the door panel.

Oh, Merlin testified! Marx really didn’t make any “begging” expression. Although he pretends to be Luna, he has not yet become a “cute female child” ideology!

If you have to say, what is he thinking about when he lets the other person go out… That is probably like “If you don’t go out, I will have to give you a curse” and so on!

Of course, what Marx thinks at the moment is just a trivial matter, and even he himself is quickly thrown aside. Because the next moment, he heard that Mr. ghost apologized outside:

“Oh, sorry! I didn’t deliberately eavesdrop on your conversation… In fact, this is my place, St. Mungo’s healers, and many patients know this!”

“Even if the head doesn’t say that this is his territory, how dare you say –“

Delphi looked at it as a ghost. In fact, the heart of the heart was put down a lot.

Because in the magic circle, ghost has not been too small, even the magic circle has opened an office for their placement problems, so that they have a place to wait, not to scare others from time to time.

However, even the more terrifying ghost is often harmless. At best, they can only yell at you, and then rely on their “dead phase” to scare those who are courageous, and nothing more.

However, the only and biggest feature of the ghosts is that they have lived long enough. In case something is heard and remembered by them, they may be able to listen to the eighteen generations of the children in the future.

So when Marx suddenly heard that Delphi wanted to use Obliviate for the other party, he was not surprised at all.

“…I am a little sorry, but I have to use an Obliviate for you. I think you should be able to understand it – the conversation I had with Miss Granger was actually very important. I have to be cautious at this time.”

“I feel a little sorry.”

While Delphi talked, Marx couldn’t help but whisper in his heart. At this time, he had already hidden his body shape, and Luna, wrapped in a stealth suit, quietly walked to the door of the bathroom.

After hitting Hermione, the door was always there. He obviously didn’t need to worry about a way to sneak out without opening the door.

“Obliviate? Oh no… no need? I promise that I won’t say half a word to others! What’s more, if you accidentally deleted more points… No, beautiful lady, please don’t come over! ”

“Reassured, Obliviate I am very skilled and will not delete too much…Obliviate!”

The last sentence of Delphi was just finished, and a spell was exactly hit by the other’s white body. The Obliviate, which acts directly on the Divine Body, immediately made the ghost Mr.

Seeing the other side after being hit by the curse, looking at the side with a blank look, Delphi finally satisfied the location nodded. At this point, Marx has already left with Luna.

……

As she left, Hermione was still the first step, so that Marx had to slip out of the bathroom by the Xianyin potion.

Fortunately, he eventually returned to the ward before Hermione and placed Luna in a bed that was empty because of his departure.

“To tell the truth, I am hungry and hungry. It is suffering you for two days.”

While Hermione hadn’t entered the door yet, Marx sighed Luna’s hair secretly apologetic and gave her a few mouthfuls of water. Then he silently took out an unknown piece of paper and stuffed it into her pocket, and kept the invisible state silently exiting the room.

After the real emergence of St. Mungo’s, all these “representations” that had not changed, Marx was finally able to put down some pressure on his heart and spit out a sigh of gas.

It is a pity that although there is still a lot of time from the end of time, the “tick” sound in the ear is still lingering, but this London city has no way to give him a sneak sneak.

The fog is looming over the streets, and the streets are full of traces of the curse. The sound of battle in the distance can be heard far away.

The biggest misfortune in the city today is not their wizard, but the original owners of the city.

Marx looked at the street buildings hidden in the fog, and couldn’t help but close his eyes and whispered:

“So I always said, I am not a philanthropist… because when I am in a disaster, what I first think of will always be the few people I care about that’s all.”

Yes, if he can spend so much time and energy on saving the city, not Luna alone. Even if it can’t be done for a while, it will at least reduce the city’s many casualties.

This is obvious.

But he didn’t—he didn’t choose the latter of fraternity, but chose the former who was selfish. He is as timid as a rat, afraid to face the reality of Luna’s death. For the younger half, Luna’s body is dead, but most of it is his own inner pain.

Don’t you know these miserable scenes outside? Even if he can’t see it, he can guess with no difficulty, but he subconsciously ignores things that will condemn his conscience.

Now, Luna is probably all right, and he has no reason to escape certain responsibilities. When he re-visited what was going on around him, a very different pressure from Luna’s death, he suddenly fell on his shoulder.

“There are still a few hours from dawn… can’t you do anything?”

Marx never forgets that he is still “in the past,” and that everything his traveler has done in this time will more or less affect the future of World.

Therefore, it is best for him to find another place no one now – do research or sleep, and then honestly wait for the dawn.

However, what Marx needs most at the moment is obviously not a break, but a way to understand the complexity and heavyness of the heart.

“young man, stand there and do it! Don’t you die?”

Cold, Marx, who was walking on the street, suddenly heard a deliberately depressed voice coming from his top.

He then looked up and saw that there was a muggle old man talking to him on the second floor window of this street-facing residence.

“Come up! Don’t wander on the street… These two days, I can see that many people are inexplicably dead on the street! Don’t want to die, come up!”

After Marx heard it, he couldn’t help but swear, and this was unconsciously nodded.

When he walked from the alleyway on the street to the back of the building, he found the stairway of this small apartment in a short time and walked up the old stairs step by step.

“Come in!”

In this period of time, people can still enter their own homes. In Marx’s view, it is not a big fool or a good person. Of course, there are still some malicious people who want to fight other people’s ideas…

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a familiar taste – the air in the elderly had some smell of ink and paper in addition to the mild musty smell in the old streets of London.

This is the book that will accumulate after having a certain number of long-term collections.

Sure enough, when he reached the living room, he glanced at it casually, and saw that there was two large bookshelves in the room that was probably Study. The upper part was filled with old and small books.

“Sir… is you alone at home?”

“Ah, um… yeah!” The old man was slightly nodded, but he quickly swayed. “Sit down first! If you are hungry, there are some crepes on the table. You can just take it…”

“Oh, thank you.”

Marx didn’t quit, sat down on the sofa over there, and took a bite to take a bite. And just as he was eating, the old man poured a glass of water on him and followed him to the opposite side.

“Young man, what are you walking alone on the street! Why don’t you find a place to hide?” the old man asked casually. “As I just said – these days are all messy things, you actually I dare to go alone on the street! Didn’t see a street with no silhouette?”

Marx hearing this, think about it:

“Actually… I don’t want to. It’s just that the house was destroyed. I have no place to go. After hiding in the ruins of the community for two days, I didn’t even eat and drink, so I just wanted to find it. “”

He said that he is very good at it, and he just wants to find a reason to make it happen. No one can say that he is making a deception.

“Oh, is it?” The old man heard it and immediately nodded. “Where did you come from here? Didn’t you have any danger? I have seen many nerves in these two days.” Guy, holding a small wooden stick everywhere, and actually letting light out…”

The old man said slyly, but Marx seems to be somewhat absent-minded. As the other person did not pay attention, his gaze moved a little and glanced at the room next to Study just seen.

The door was closed tightly.