Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Ens, during my time in London, you will stay here and wait! Well… maybe you will feel that I have no power to limit your freedom, but… please understand me. Difficult to do it. Then, look at what I am not treating you badly, remember that in any case, at least you must not step into the foggy half-step, understand?”

After Marx had smashed it like Ens, he contacted Mr. Blois again and learned that Luna and Hermione were all good news.

After that, Marx walked out of the camp decisively under the watchful eyes of many eyes, going straight to the London city where the fog was like a mountain.

Ens looked at his back, and for a moment he showed a little expression that he felt worthless.

Needless to say, Ens is naturally admired for Marx’s magical strength, and even has always treated each other as their own life goals. However, Enns has no desire for Marx’s current status, because if he is in the Marx position, the things he needs to carry are too heavy.

To be honest, Enns has repeatedly imagined that if the series of backhands that Salazar Slytherin had left was successful… Probably, his Ens Taunen will also be highlighted. Coupled with the inheritance of the ancestor Slytherin, becoming the second “Marx McLorne” is not impossible.

However, until now, although there may be some sorry for the life sacrificed because of Herpo’s chaos, Ens is somewhat grateful for the failure of Slytherin’s plan.

Because, he doesn’t want to be a big man with great responsibility at all.

“Mr. Taun?”

I heard that the person in charge of the camp, witch, called himself, and Ens turned his head and looked at the other side.

“Ms. What happened?”

“Oh, sorry,” Witch shook his head. “Nothing… I just watched that you have been standing here for a few minutes, so… are you going to have a cup of coffee?”

“Have you been here for so long?”

Ens heing this, could not help but look outside the gate of the camp, but found that the silhouette of Marx has long been swallowed by the fog in the distance, completely invisible.

So, he only had to nodded the road:

“Okay! But… Ms., don’t you know there is tea here? I think you know, our Britain people are still more accustomed to drinking tea.”

“In Britain, even children like your age like to drink tea?”

“Ms. I am not too young…”

Perhaps it is because Marx does not allow them to enter the foggy area to explore, so in the past two days, the Blois family of wizards stationed here have had little to do most of the time.

In other words, they are basically idle except for regular shifts in the surrounding patrols!

“Mr. Taun, do you want to come to the board for chess?”

“No.”

……

Compared to Marx, who is taking a step by step in the fog, the atmosphere at Ensna is much easier. Although Ens’s heart is probably not welcoming the other party at all.

Of course, as long as Ens is not free to enter this fog, this is enough for Marx.

At this moment, Marx walked slowly along the street filled with fog, and felt the surrounding magic power fluctuations from side to side.

He thought that Herpo would be waiting directly in the city center – and even if it wasn’t, at least those living bodies should be in this area. Therefore, he flew directly here after entering the fog area.

However, when he came to the familiar street in the city center, he found that there was not even a silhouette.

Marx continued to walk along the street, and because of the fog, he could not see how far.

Therefore, he can only rely on the magic power sensing ability that is wider than the field of vision, or simply rely on the memory to judge where he is and where to go next.

After Marx was alone in this seemingly empty downtown London, but did not find anything, he decided to take a look at the underground black market.

However, just as he passed by on the London Bridge and was about to go to the black market entrance on the other side of the Thames, the familiar familiar silhouette finally appeared across the bridge and moved towards him.

“McLorne, you look… the spirit seems to be good?”

“Is it? But how do I feel that I have been exhausted all day?”

Marx’s tone is a bit bad. After all, to be honest, he never had a good impression of Herpo. Even if the other party seems to be mainly preparing for peace talks on the armistice, Marx doesn’t feel that the guy is really in the opposite direction.

Of course, the most important thing is that the missing arm of the other party seems to have not recovered yet. This is to let Marx have enough confidence to prevail in words.

The lack of an arm is of course nothing to Herpo. The key is that this proves that the wounds on the other’s soul level are still unhealed – which has a considerable impact on its combat strength.

“Herpo,” Marx was a little stopped, and even yelled at the opposite side, “Your ‘invitation’ I got to know, you let Enns convey the stop intent picture I have already heard. But unfortunately, at least for you Judging from what I have done so far, I can’t agree with the requirements of the armistice…and I dare not agree.”

“Oh! McLorne, you see me look like this now!” Herpo said, “not to mention, even now I have tried my best to get what I got, and it still falls into your hands… I have to say, I think I obviously won’t be able to take it from you.”

After Marx heard it, it was just curl one’s lip:

“So? Don’t tell me that you are going to give up?”

“Why can’t you give up?” Herpo, as soon as the only remaining hand was lightly spread, looked at Marx. “Oh, okay! I know that it’s by a mouth, you can’t believe it, but… McLorne, my sincerity, haven’t you received it yet?”

“Your sincerity?”

Seeing Herpo suddenly saying “sincerity”, Marx can’t help but wonder – what benefits does Herpo give him recently? Is it just a matter of moving the fog from Kent to London without hurting people?

If it’s really referring to this, Marx had to let his dark-headed head start a flower today.

Unexpectedly, Herpo is also somewhat surprised:

“Yes! My ‘sincerity’… The mirror of engulfing, is there any change in your side?”

Marx heard it and suddenly stunned.