Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Oh, yeah.”

The

magic footprint on his wrist, which was taken to death, made a flash collision under the old Davison micro operation, leaving his mouth out of light.

Don’t say anything else. It’s just the difference in treatment, right? Prince was only held in custody, and the minimum scope of action rights were given, and why was he directly imprisoned here?

But… all right! At least the royal prison space in the Norwegian Palace is very large, and as long as he opens his mouth, he can feed him, at least eat here.

Just until now, this old Catholic has not been able to taste back.

“Speaking of that plan… my plan could completely confuse Europe as a whole?” He sat on a hard bed in this jails, stuck with cold walls, “Really? So the plan really works?”

Though it was confirmed by a prophet that his strategy of cutting off the ones through retreat had not been implemented, he still had some excitement in his heart.

It can be said that old Davison is actually a contradiction in the heart of this man.

He had ambitions and dared to leave magic circle with some kind of impulse; he had patience to be able to stay in Muggle World for many years, only to wait for the opportunity to show his hand; he was more visionary and had foreseen a return between muggle and wizard as long as Voldemort had called for pure blood.

But at the same time, he was too brave. In the face of major choices about life, he would always be conscious in keeping his retreat so as to force himself to desperate situations.

If he was able to meet Marx in the first place, he would have decided to deal with him, and at least not now would have been caught in repeated setbacks between Herpo and Marx.

“铛啷啷！”

Think of it here, the disturbing emotions brush the excitement just now. He pulled a chain between his feet and then sent a sigh from helpless.

…

In a room in the depth of the Royal Palace of Norway, heavy curtains cover the outside light and there is no half-light in the room. Only a half of the open doors, concealed into some light, made it not possible to paint a darkness to reach five fingers.

In the closest of this room, a hidden bed is covered by black accounts that make it impossible to distinguish whether or not there are people on the bed.

In the room, quiet has to be a little scary.

And at this point, a series of overlapping footsteps began to erupt from outside corridors, and as people moved closer. And then the slight sound of the door being pushed up, and more light flows into the room, making the head look a little brighter.

“Gentlemen, wait here for a moment.”

That remark had been ringing outside the door, and the footsteps had stopped, and then only one person left had been slowed down from outside.

It was her, before that mask on the square young girl.

Only after she walked into the dark room, she quickly walked to the bed covered by the veil, and then opened the mouth and said:

“Ehula, things have been done, nothing happened.”

tone barely fell, and another young girl’s voice came out of the account, and it sounded so gentle and calm as it didn’t seem to be at all.

“Got it, Savanna… worked hard on you.”

“No hard, who made you my elder sister?”

Savanna said that consciously, the mask had been given, and it seemed like a little smile. But after that, she heard it again:

“But, Ursula, while I don’t agree with the idea of organizing radical gangs of killing, can I say, lock that England Prince together? Isn’t it dangerous to leave him outside, since he’s at great risk of causing trouble? We’ve got people staring, and we can’t make sure there’s absolutely no leakage.”

“But I have promised Queen Britain, and she has sent her son to us as we so request – and we cannot go back on the call if she is committed to it. If there is a loss of good faith for people, fate will go away from us.”

In the accounts, her Prophet elder sister said something like that, and then she turned around:

“Savanna, call them all in!”

With regard to elder sister El Hula’s decision, Savanna, while often challenged, would eventually listen to elder sister’s arrangements as long as she insisted that she was younger sister.

Because at a time when El Hula was not a prophet, she was used to the great wisdom of elder sister. Not to mention, now El Houla has awakened the prophet bloodline, and it is clear that there are few people in the world who are qualified to contest her.

So, when El Houla in the bed said he could get in, Savanna put the matter down and went to the door and shouted everyone in.

And as can be seen at this point, the first one in the door is the Crown Prince. And after him, it was his father – the King of Norway today.

I didn’t expect the king to come here to see El Houla myself!

“The Prophet,” Soon, King Norway came to the bed with a black veil, and took the initiative open the mouth and said, “It’s done, and should you go?”

“Of course not,” El Hula hearing this, even though, “Your Majesty, I know you don’t want to be stuck like this. But honestly, if Herpo came here, you would certainly need our help. So, I guess you still don’t think you’re gonna get us out of here, and when we’re all alive, you’re at least safe.”

In

the words of El Houra, King Norway is unhappy. Unfortunately, it is true that the opposing side is the current reality, and if all the black robe wizard they bring away, it will eventually be his Crown Prince Norway.

“I know,” King shook the head, “so how long are you going to stay here?”

To be honest, he can’t take these wizard, especially those members of the dark wizard organization, which is much larger than the Norwegian Ministry of Magic.

And the other side came to the palace to ask him to cooperate, or to bring some coercion.

On the other hand, Elkheira in the bed listened to him like that when, even frankly:

“When a person returns – then I will leave naturally.”

“Do you mean the Marx McLorne?”

Norway Prince on the sidelines was clearly more familiar with magic circle, and when he heard the general answer, he remembered Marx, which had often been mentioned before him for some time.

If not, Ursula will immediately affirm:

“That’s it.”