Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Stop it! Don’t come over…”

It was Eric who blocked Ms. Deoklyn, but suddenly the latter took the first step around Eric.

Seeing that gray robed old man has come up with wand, Deoklyn has nothing to fear, and even if Erish wants to pull her back, she insists that she does not move any further.

“Out of the way.”

The

old man didn’t move away from wand, and he just stopped for a little while, and then pointed to Ms. Deoklyn’s cold warning:

“Do you think Young Master said he didn’t know you? Well, I know who you are, and you were the little girl who didn’t know how to seduce my young master, and I thought you’d admit that.”

Speaking of this, he’s always had a cold smile on his face.

“And if that’s the case, you and my young master will also count on my Brandt family! So I thought…”

The old man says, ignored and swept away from Madam Maxime, old steward and Hermiones, looking at their side:

“Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Blois family, and Hogwarts… Everyone doesn’t care about my Brandt family, even though it’s more lengthy?”

Obviously, this guy actually noticed the same purpose of Madam Maxime’s trip. Even if not at all know, at least they intend to bring together some forces to jointly respond to Herpo’s aggression.

And when such a dispute arises, it will certainly have an impact on their plans.

So the old people know very well that as long as they do not act excessively to touch their bottom line, they are also intoxicated.

The old man turned around and left Ms. Deoklyn on the side, and followed up on her own young master… that is, Erich.

That might be some kind of taboo, or what would inflict pain on people – he was the Old Patriarch faction to protect and keep an eye on Erich, and, in exceptional circumstances, even Young Master, he had the same right to do it.

Erich didn’t have a bullet, because he understood that at least Deoklyn would be fine today. As for himself, has the family given him less punishment for all these years?

Almost this time.

He and the old man, however, had no idea that, in such a situation, there was still a darkness to stop!

peng!

A silent Disarming Charm has been blanket in front of people, forcing the elderly to recover wand consciously and to turn their hands off Shield Charm.

In time, the fires generated by the spell impact exploded.

“Miss Granger, please…”

The conversation was Erich, but he just opened his mouth and was blocked by Hermione’s hand.

“Before I say the right thing, I have to correct this old mister you just said — maybe you think I’m representing Hogwarts, but I have to say that I can’t represent Hogwarts at all! On this journey today, I have always been able to represent Marx personally that’s all.”

Just saying, she’s not from slightly paused, and then she’s suddenly saying:

“And since I represent Marx today, I think I have to do what he does. Otherwise, I don’t want to embarrass him in front of someone else.”

“McLorne’s behavior style?”

Honestly, Hermione’s sudden transformation made Erich feel a little bit naughty. Although there was a lot of information in his head on Marx, it seemed impossible to summarize a so-called “style of conduct” as a reference.

On the other hand, gray robed old man was far from knowing “Marx” in Hermione’s mouth. So when you see Hermione’s sudden as powerful as it is, it’s quite clear what she means.

“Marx? Marx McLorne?” Oldman Road, “yes, I heard that a young man who could deal with the ancient dark wizard… Obviously, if he appeared before me in person, I would have to resign with silence. But this young Lady, if it’s you…”

“What about ‘my words’?” Hermione’s holding the wand in his hand, and staring at him directly, “Yes, I’m not worth mentioning my strength, compared to Marx. But you didn’t listen to me? I’m not going to embarrass him today.”

As soon as it was exported, everyone had not yet reacted, but only to see that gray robed old man kneel on his feet. Look at that. I don’t know. People think he’s having a big gift.

“You… you!”

Heavy, irrelevant weight, it’s not exactly the weight he can afford at this age. Oldman just insists that he’s not on the ground, and he tried a few times, but he can’t stand up.

“Is this… Gumagic? Why…”

After all, there is a family of long inheritance, which is still known. It’s just that he doesn’t understand why Hermiones magic is so unpredictable – that he really has nothing to say if the opposing party really has studied ancient magic in such a way as an arm.

But he didn’t at all notice that, as long as he moved towards Eric to reach out to wand, his feet had been thrown away from an invisible piece of paper.

At such a close distance, Hermione doesn’t even need special control, and then it’s gonna be okay.

“Oldmister,” Hermione remains rude, “put down your wand, and then I can let you go home and report back to Patriarch, which is simple, isn’t it?”

“Well, I get it.”

oldman was on the ground, tight in his face, finally getting soft off the wand in his hand. Hermione looked at that wand rolling to the side, and that was why the rules of gravity had been withdrawn, and looked at each other’s hard to get back straight.

Later, the old man had a long look at Eric and Dequern, and then turned around to the door of the living room.

“Remember to tell you, Patriarch, we’re waiting in the hall of the Ministry of Magic! Ms. Deoklyn, I’m in charge of Hermione Granger!”

Hermione just fell, just at the brake he opened the door, and saw him throw everything over here, and then he came out of the door.

“All right, you wait!”

At the same time as that phrase was ringing outside the door, a blacksmith had struck the direction of Hermiones in the hall.

This old fellow, just fake surrender, came here before he walked.