Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“It’s a big deal.”

Footsteps, in this long corridor, are ringing, and they are duplicating and making mistakes, showing that they have their own owners.

And then, as one of them, Savanna finally understood why the previous echo was so big.

Wynie is walking forward with light wand, because she’s a very small relationship, she’s not a big one, and Savanna can easily keep up. So she even had time to look at the general situation in this long corridor with the light released by each other.

It is obvious that there is fog in here, but she can still conceal that this should be a very long old building.

The colored bricks have a lot of bitter marks, with a slight dent in the walls, some of the doors on the side of the corridor are closed, and many old signs of old age can be seen on those doors.

Clearly, time marks civilization on this building, making it no longer as light as it was when it was first built. But as long as you look at it, some refined sculptures can be found from all over the corner of the wall, the pillars and the doors, and it makes it clear that it also has an unlimited wind.

It is unclear whether there is any beautiful sculpture on the top of this corridor or the colour of the walls, because the light that Wynie used to light is clearly not enough to unlock the darkness on their heads.

Savanna walked around and thought about the scepticism in his heart. Although she had a lot of questions to ask Wynie, she knew from the attitude of the other party that she couldn’t ask much, and it would be better to save some effort to see where she was taking her.

A few minutes later, this long corridor was finally reached the end.

As soon as it came out of the little arch at the end of the long corridor, Savanna felt that there was a lot of light in front of his eyes. Although the fog remains, the darkness of the night has been swept empty in the light of a flame on the top of the head.

So, Savanna immediately found out that outside this corridor, it was supposed to be a very small church hall, because she saw a row of prayers, bench, not far ahead.

“Is there anyone there?”

Suddenly, she saw a number of backlogs on the last row of the prayer table, sitting at her own discretion, but there was nothing to communicate with each other.

As Wynie didn’t stop, Savanna had to go to the front of this church hall with a few more eyes.

And here, she finally saw a very familiar silhouette in the first row of the table, sitting on the middle side.

“Marx, she’s awake.”

Marx? Marx McLorne? No wonder Savanna thinks he’s seen this shadow somewhere.

It’s just…

“Are you Mr. McLorne?”

Savanna asked me consciously, but that shadow seemed to hold her head in the middle of thinking, and there was little reaction to her and Wynie’s voice.

Wynie has not been answered, and it does not seem like he wants to be so silent and waiting around him.

Savanna had been waiting for a little while at first, but she wasn’t a very patient person like elder sister El Hurra, and for a long time she couldn’t stop.

Look around, after finding out that no one cares about herself, and the Blois who brought her back without looking back at her, Savanna quietly withdrew.

But that’s the time.

“Graphine Young Lady… While Wynie may be a little rude to ask you to come here, why don’t you sit down and talk about it?”

“Boom.”

Probably a little bit of a thief’s heart, so Savanna was scared to jump, and he stopped his foot. But in the position where Marx and Wynie have been a few steps away, it’s hard to let her go back on their own.

She hesitated for a while, and then just sat down at the prayer table next to her.

“Mr. McLorne, you’re Mr. McLorne, right?”

Savanna was a little loud, but in this empty silent lobby, lighter voices would be automatically and unlimited.

“Of course,” Marx is still sitting in front of her back, and I’m Marx McLorne, and I’m Marx McLorne — aren’t we just seeing each other? “

“Yes! I just saw it,” Savanna hearing this, “but you gave me a feeling like you completely changed someone.”

“Yes?” Marx, calm down.

Savanna was silent for a little while, and that was why he couldn’t stop shook the head.

“Well, maybe the difference in the environment makes me feel a little biased.” She said, “But the way you’re asking ’me to come is obviously a big factor in it – what are you doing here? Are we familiar?”

Otherwise, Marx will follow the way:

“I’ve apologized for what I asked you to come here, and if you don’t want to accept, I can’t. It’s just that it’s not too familiar to be so much… and I want to find you a favor, and you just come back to England, so I’m gonna let Wynie bring you here… that’s all.”

“Hey!”

The more angry, the more angry, the more angry she was, the more angry she had forgotten her original mentality and fear – and speaking of that, she was not that good enough to be able to endure it now because of her heart.

“McLorne, you said,” Is this a favor? “

She said that she couldn’t stand up on the table drum, making this quiet church sound like a little tattoo.

Maybe even if she didn’t expect to be so loud, she’d see the table, and she wouldn’t have to shrink her neck, and then sit back.

“Anyway, I won’t help!”

“Don’t rush,” Marx put his left hand on the cheek, lifted his head and followed the neck path, “You listen to my” pay, “and then decide whether or not to help! If you don’t listen, I think you should regret it soon.”

Listen, Marx, this is the advice that Savanna opened his mouth, but finally whispered to quiet.

Because she knew that she had no capital to refuse at all, and that had been decided from the moment that Blois had been taken from the port of Vermones.

Besides, she’s curious today, and this is what Mr. McLorne did for himself.

But soon, she found herself unable to calm down.

“Wanna get your elder sister back to normal?” Marx just asked.