Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Do not!”

When Babré saw his companion slammed into the wall, he seemed to finally understand that this scene was actually caused by himself.

“Sir… Her Majesty the Queen… How can I stop the wind?”

In the gust of his own temptation, Babel, whose eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, is quite scary.

After asking aloud for such a sentence, he subconsciously waved his hand according to his own thoughts, trying to at least let the wind change in another direction.

But who knows his arm, but makes a stream of air like an invisible long whip, stunned on the ground not far away. The next moment, he was shocked by the trace of his own.

If it is farther away, I am afraid that I will go to the companion who fell to the root of the wall. If that is the case, then with the strength of the previous one, his two companions estimate that if they are not dead, they must lose half of it. Nothing can be!

“Oh! Damn–“

Babré was anxious and angry. After all, the relationship between several of his companions was very good. No matter who he was hurt, he would feel self-blame.

However, compared with the annoyed Babra, the Muggle Queen and Prince who saw this scene were immediately excited.

“Mr. MrLorne, this… this is…”

“This is an accident.”

When the Queen and Prince were both excited, Marx gave the scene in front of him a character with only one sentence.

The queen is hearing this, not by a little startled.

“what?”

“Her Majesty, you didn’t get it wrong – it’s just an accident!” Marx didn’t look at each other, but he was always staring at Babrer at the center of the storm, squinting, “obviously…muggle Willpower is also not to be underestimated, I think next, I need to put the ‘individual differences’ to a higher priority to consider the deployment.”

“What do you mean?”

Prince heard a little confused, and asked coldly, but Marx and the Queen ignored him.

Soon, Marx heard the Queen:

“You mean – he is more successful by personal factors? So can’t he regard his success as the success of this magic medicine?”

The muggle queen is undoubtedly a smart person, Marx listens to her saying that even if it is nodded.

“Yes,” he affirmed the Queen’s statement, and then he said again. “Of course, this guard still needs further adjustments and exercises, but… success is success, even if he is only a contingency. Case.”

Having said that, Marx probably has seen no change in the situation of the guard Barbre, and the power of the hurricane is also reduced as its mental power continues to be consumed. He just got up from the sofa and went straight to the other side, which was still extremely amazing in the eyes of the Queen and Prince.

“Calm down, don’t panic, then let go of your thoughts… The wind will naturally stop.”

When Marx said this, he had already used some of the power of the soul magic, so that his voice synchronized in Babel’s heart.

Babré, who was guided by Marx’s reminder, finally understood what he should do, and immediately closed his eyes and forced himself to stop thinking about the mess.

As his heart anger faded out and the spirit slowly stabilized, the fierce wind quickly weakened until it disappeared.

A moment later, Babré reopened his eyes, and some of the sly moved towards Marx, who was standing in front of him, looked over.

“Mr……”

I just started to ask Marx what to ask, but finally Barbray, who was sobered up, and thought of the companion who had just been taken to the wall by himself, and quickly turned to look at the past.

“Don’t worry, they just fainted a little and didn’t hurt.” Marx looked at what he was thinking, and then said, “And I think… at this point you are worried about your colleague, It’s better to worry about your situation first!”

After all, Marx reached out and patted Babbre’s thick and strong arm, calmly:

“magic’s formidable power. You have already experienced it, and as you feel, you have to work harder to control it. Otherwise, it will not only hurt yourself, but more. It is easy to hurt people around you.”

Babré was listening like this, but suddenly, Marx’s next sentence was just like his own, and it rang directly from his heart:

“Maybe you will hate me because I am doing this painful experiment with you and your colleagues. But before that, I believe that you have already seen this country, what this world is experiencing… I don’t You need to completely obey the orders of the royal family and the queen. As long as you can master this power, you have the right to think for yourself-“

At this moment, Babré clearly saw that Marx had not moved his mouth when he said this. After Marx finished these words, he finally added:

“Think about it!”

The voice did not fall, Marx did not wait for what Babriel said, then turned directly back to the sofa and sat down.

“The Queen’s Majesty, the trial can continue – let the two guards take the rest, and then change the two to come in again!”

This Babré was just an accident, with two tubes left on the table, and Marx had no reason to stop the test. Not long after, the experiment that was slightly interrupted tonight was reopened.

……

Since each experiment took a lot longer, and beyond that of today, when Marx ended the trial and returned to Blois Fort, the night was already deep.

But when Marx asked Kingsley and Delphi to go back to the room to sleep, he walked gently across the corridor in the atrium, and suddenly he sensed a familiar magic power source in the garden under the moonlight.

“Luna?”

Marx circumvented a distance until he found an angle that could see the silhouette.

On the other hand, Luna, who heard the sound of Marx, immediately turned back and glared at Marx in the hallway.

“Good evening, Marx!”

“Why, have you slept for too long in these two days, have you slept enough?”

Marx joked, but did not expect that Luna hearing this took his head seriously.

“It’s not a little sleepy. I think it’s a waste of time to lie on the bed, so go down and look at the moon as you used to at home.”

After all, she looked up again and looked at the air, and the moonlight seemed to make her feel very comfortable.

And at this moment, Marx naturally remembered the first night he spent at Lovegood. After dinner on that day, he seemed to be the same, enjoying the sky and the cold moonlight with Luna.

After a short while, Marx shook his head and waved his hand into a robe, drifting to Luna, who stood alone in the garden.

“Well, you should wear a jacket too! Don’t catch cold,” he said casually.