Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the past, in the magic circle, there was a very extreme argument in the present, saying that the muggle would be hostile to all wizards that can use magic.

Yes, it was a period of chaos for the muggle and the wizard. With the plan of the church at that time, trying to use the hands of the wizard to further establish the faith as the starting point, the witch hunting movement was opened in Europe and the United States. .

It was a disaster, a far more than the super-large-scale disaster that Herpo can do now, comparable to the ancient magic war.

In that disaster, the suffering was not only the wizard who was persecuted by the muggle at the time, but also the masses of the muggle who were confusing and misled by the then Holy See.

I remember that the world-famous Salem witch trial in Massachusetts, USA, was sentenced to a wizard, and there was a part of the so-called “heresy” against the Holy See.

However, the muggles are misleading by the Holy See, and the wizards have a lot of pure-blood families that are disturbing their sights. When a part of the ignorant muggle listened to the induction of the Holy See and carried out the prey movement, the pure-blood family almost simultaneously began a cluster speech, denying all muggles as ignorant villains.

And the pure-blood family is just like the Muggle Holy See, for the sake of their own interests – they want to put the “inferior” muggle under their feet.

Can it be?

The wizard is good and bad, the muggles… naturally the same. The muggle, which is friendly to the wizard, has existed in every period of history.

After all, in addition to magic, there is no difference in appearance between wizard and muggle.

“…Mr.wizard, I know, you must be a wizard! Because no ordinary person dares to walk leisurely on the street at this time. So, I really just want to find a place where I can send my granddaughter out of this ghost place. Good guy… and at the beginning, I thought you were…”

On the sofa opposite the coffee table, the old manggle who just looked very straight, has become extra cautious. Although he is explaining, there seems to be some absent-mindedness until he finds himself saying something wrong.

“Oh, no!” he said, suddenly, “I’m sorry, I’m not saying that you don’t look like a good person now, I don’t mean it -“

“Old gentleman, you don’t have to be nervous, let alone apologize…” Marx still calmly waved his hand, “because I just thought you might be okay for me – as you said, I was alone in this period. One person sloshing on the street, it really is not like what an ordinary person will do; but correspondingly, you also invited me to such a ‘suspicious person’ to come to your own home at this time, obviously it is also a very embarrassing thing, not ?”

“Ah…Yes, you are right.” The old man couldn’t help but nodded. “So, Mr. Wizard…you are a ‘good’ wizard, right?”

After Marx heard it, before he could answer it, he saw the old man again:

“Actually, I mentioned that I have seen a lot of strange people in the past few days, and the facts are indeed like this. I have seen the demons of killing people like scything flax, and I have seen fighting with those demons. Rescuing people like the London residents who I am powerless. They all have terrifying and strange abilities, but they are doing the opposite.”

“So,” he said, suddenly he stopped. “I really just want to find a ‘good wizard’ who is willing to help us… The family has not eaten much. The pizza on the table is the last… …hey, poor little Shirley is ill again… and then going on like this, she will, she will die…”

The voice of the old man became more and more trembling, and at the end he couldn’t help but choked. While Marx was listening to his words, Marx looked down at the basket of pizza on the coffee table, but his thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

There is no doubt that this muggle old man is like a microcosm of the vast majority of London residents – the most innocent and most helpless in this inexplicable disaster, it is precisely their ordinary muggle people. .

Marx believes that when the city’s muggles are forced to hide at home, they are also secretly looking at everything outside the window.

I would like to ask, when they see a group of strangers who have the ability to kill passersby, what kind of ideas do they have?

“Speak up… sir,” Marx thought of a question when he was thinking about it. “How did you know ‘wizard’? Guess it?”

The word “wizard” is not unfamiliar to the muggle, although the wizards have long since lived in the land, no longer appearing in the sight of the muggle as in the past. In the end, the wizard and magic have been on this World for thousands of years, not the erasers who want to erase it can be erased.

However, it is a bit difficult to think of the battle on the street from the window alone.

“I heard a wizard say it myself… At the time he saved a child downstairs… Oh, it was a kind of ‘good wizard’! Unfortunately, there were terrifying bad guys outside, I kept going They didn’t dare to speak when they left.”

“Oh… is it?”

The old man said that it was Harry, but Marx couldn’t know it. He only thought that it would be the Auror or the federation support wizard who was dispatched by Lupin for search and rescue.

Of course, in fact, the old man is not important to him. What’s important is that the wizards who have also rescued the muggle seem to be taking a good impression on these London residents who know nothing about the facts.

That’s right, as long as people don’t deliberately misunderstand the muggle’s cognition as they used to, they naturally can rely on their own judgment to distinguish between good and bad. Even at the same time, there are also ‘good wizard’ and ‘bad wizard’ points – they can actually be very clear.

“Fortunately, the guy at Herpo is not interested in wooing the muggle…”

I heard Marx swearing, but the old man still had some doubts and some uneasiness though he didn’t understand it:

“Mr. Wizard… What did you say?”

“Oh, no, I am just talking to myself,” Marx heard this, and immediately shook his head. “Old gentleman, you said your…well, is it a granddaughter? Is she sick?”

“Yes, Xiao Xueli, she is my granddaughter – her body has not been very good, and she has been scared these days. She has been fever for two days.”

After hearing Marx, he immediately reached for a stall at the door that was always closed, indicating:

“Let me go and see her! I may be able to cure her… well, just be the thank you for the piece of pizza and a glass of water you just had!”