Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The distance has been nearly two hours since the beginning.

In the room, the faint blue light is still silent, making people feel like they are in the deep seabed. After staying for a long time, there will even be a feeling that even you are swaying.

Honestly, this feeling is actually not very good, like those who are prone to seasickness, and sometimes they may start to feel nausea and nausea.

Fortunately, Marx, who has lived in a port town since childhood, does not hate such an environment. What’s more, when you are concentrating on observing and thinking, it is easy to ignore the outside world to some extent.

Just like this nearly two hours, Marx has been staring at the devour of the mirror, and did not care about this kind of thing that is quite irrelevant to him.

Although… until now, he still has nothing to ponder.

“What do you say… is it the ‘ancient dark wizard Herpo’?”

In fact, Marx has also been conducted more than once for Horcrux’s research—the Horcrux of Voldemort, which he has studied quite carefully, including Harry’s rather special “human-shaped Horcrux”.

If it is a little exaggerated, as long as you spend more time and energy on the experiment, he may even have to give himself a Horcrux to play!

However, when Marx conducted several studies on the devour mirror, he quickly realized that the gap between Herpo’s Horcrux and Voldemort’s Horcrux was as great as that of art and children’s toys.

Moreover, this is by no means the difference between the mirror of the engulfing of Horcrux material and the diary, but the difference between the producers themselves.

In fact, it is strange that Marx can’t help but sigh like that.

“…Horcrux…slaughter… tearing the soul… sin…”

Just as Marx stared at the mirror, he was going to start thinking about it again from the principle of making Horcrux. The movement of Alexander from the room of Ens and the proximity of another familiar magic power source outside the tower door finally gave Marx a little bit of heart.

“Alexander is going back? And…should it be Mr. Steward? Is there any new information?”

Marx was so stunned, his eyes subconsciously lowered his head and moved to the floor – what he saw was the direction that the old steward was walking step by step toward the tower door.

However, that was the moment when Marx’s attention was slightly distracted… He didn’t notice that his silhouette had been slowly reflected in his two-hour mirror.

The “Marx” effect in the mirror is very faint, faint, translucent, and the chaotic fog that whirls like a whirlpool in the mirror. It is hard to see if you don’t look carefully.

However, since the “Marx” pose is exactly the same as the real Marx, it’s easy to see, it’s really a mirror of Marx.

And when Marx was slightly lower, considering whether or not to take the devour mirror first, the “Marx” in the mirror actually moved.

I saw “it” lifted the right hand on the floor a little bit and gradually extended to his waist, as if to take something out of the leather bag.

Looking at the cautious look, it is as if “it” knows that its “ontology” is very sharp, and does not dare to do too much.

However, the “Marx” in the mirror had successfully reached into the bag for the next moment, and the real Marx outside the mirror raised his head.

“en?”

He looked at the mirror with a little doubt, but he saw that the head was still the same as the previous two hours, and nothing happened.

In fact, Marx didn’t really notice what he suddenly looked up to. He just felt inexplicably a little bit different. It was the sense of disobedience that didn’t know where it came from, which made him unable to hold his head up and moved toward the room. The devour of the most likely abnormal phenomenon in the room smashed the past.

But unfortunately, he did not see anything.

“It’s hard to be true. Even if such a tight barrier is placed, Herpo can still pass on the perception of Horcrux through the connection between the soul fragments?”

Thinking about it, Marx glanced at the chaotic deep Mirror, and then re-closed the devour mirror.

Because at this time, old steward has started knocking at the door.

……

“Ens, then I will go first. After lunch, let me see if Professor McLorne can let me come with you.”

“No, you still don’t come – I am upset when I see you now!”

Listening to Ensna’s refusal to lie in bed, Alexander was only shrugged, obviously not at all.

“Okay, see you in the afternoon!”

The voice did not fall, he did not wait for Ens to answer, and he took the door with a bang.

“Oh! It’s a young man who is not frank.”

Alexander deliberately said such a loud voice outside the door, and then ran down the street downstairs, leaving only Ensger in the room annoyed to slam the pillow on the door.

Not long after, Alexander, who had just returned to the living room downstairs, just heard the sound of three knocks on the door.

“Well?”

He stood by the stairs and glanced back and forth in the living room, but did not find Marx’s silhouette.

“Professor? Professor McLorne?”

So shouted two times, see no one responded, and the door then sounded three more knocks, Alexander had to go to the door.

“Hey, please wait a moment, I will do this-“

However, when Alexander walked to the door and was about to reach out to the doorknob, he suddenly stopped moving the door.

“Oh… sorry, what is the outside? Professor McLorne… It doesn’t seem to be there now, I am a bit unsure if I should open the door for you?”

Probably because he thought about the situation he had heard before Enns, Alexander could not help but hesitate. After all, although Marx didn’t stop him when he came to see Enns, he didn’t seem to be so good, so he made it easy to put people in it.

“Oh? Is there Mr. Wolfe inside? You should remember, I am Steward of the Blois family… Of course, please ask Mr. Wolfe not to be embarrassed. If Mr. McLorne is not there, you will not have to open the door for me. – I am waiting outside the door.”

“Ah? Is it Mr. Steward? Hey, I want you to wait outside and it doesn’t seem to be right…”

Alexander was hesitating. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

“It’s not so good to let the old steward be outside – Alexander, hurry up and open the door!”