Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Today’s London is still cloudy.

The damp air makes people want to take off their clothes and twist them to see if they can wring them out.

The sun was completely blocked by the clouds, and only a gloomy morning light could be revealed, proclaiming another time that would be intimidated by the rain and fog.

Marx just left Charlotte with the black market, and the two of them were walking aimlessly on the sparkling Thames, walking on the wet road bricks at the foot, watching the lights disappear one after another, it seems a bit Leisurely.

After a moment of silence, Charlotte finally couldn’t help but open his mouth.

“…Little Junior, you…do you really want to go with Voldemort?” She looked worried and perhaps blamed herself.

But in any case, that’s not very important for Marx.

“Why should I go with Voldemort?” He looked like a shrugged easily, asking.

The entanglement between him and Voldemort has long been unclear. The contradiction between the two is like a bomb, which is destined to explode.

Under Marx’s efforts, the time bomb simply removed the timing device and turned it into a remote-controlled bomb that could be detonated at any time.

As for whether the gripping device will be counted, or if the detonating device is thrown away as a mine (to be honest, Marx can’t make a decision until now.

When he had the choice, he was not a man of decisiveness.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Charlotte.

“For Senior Sister, what are your plans for the next step? I would suggest you go to Hogwarts to avoid it!” Marx intends to open the previous topic in a brisk tone, but Charlotte has not kept up with his pace.

“But…” Charlotte licked his lips and was uncomfortable. “You have not promised grandfather, are you going to grab Philosopher’s Stone from Voldemort? You have signed the magic contract, and you have even borrowed three.” This collection is a deposit…”

Marx didn’t care about laughed.

“The contract only said that when I won Philosopher’s Stone from Voldemort, the Werther family and I worked together. But what if I didn’t want to snatch it at all? If Philosopher’s Stone is not in Voldemort’s hands, then What will happen?”

There is another sentence he did not say: In fact, Philosopher’s Stone was destroyed by Dumbledore, where can I find it?

This transaction was not established from the beginning, just the wishful thinking of the Werther family Old Patriarch.

“This… you really have no truth…” Charlotte was obviously shocked by Marx’s fraudulent means. She never thought that someone could hold everyone with a single mouth.

Marx smiled and shook his head.

All the lie that stands up are paved with the facts known to the other party.

Only when the other party recognizes the “real” part of the lie will subconsciously associate another part of “false” with “reality”; and only let the other party put together the two parts to make it believe. .

Everyone has a belief in oneself infallible. The more confident and proud the person is, the more likely it is to commit this problem. This is not even Marx himself.

The two went a little further and Marx suddenly remembered a previous question.

“Senior Sister, I have a question, I want to ask—” He turned his head and asked Charlotte, “Werther family… or why is the family with the ancient wizard inheritance so low-key? As I see today To judge, at least the Werther family is still full of knowledge, apparently deliberately hiding the influence of the family?”

This question is obviously not a good answer, Charlotte pondered for a long time, and finally hesitated and shook his head.

“As far as I know, every generation of Patriarch in the family will strictly prohibit family members from acting. As for why… Patriarch only said that he is obeying the family training of a ancestor…” she said, thinking and then saying, ” However, the reason is certainly not that simple – it is rumored that there are two layers of Chamber of Secrets in the underground of the family mansion. The First Layer can only be entered through the test of the ancestors, which contains the magic book “Abatel” of the Werther family generation inheritance; 2nd-layer only allows each generation of Patriarch to enter…”

“So, if there is an answer, then it must be in the two layers of Chamber of Secrets?” Marx thoughtfully.

“…and probably very much in 2nd-layer.” Charlotte nodded, added.

After that, the two talked a few words, and Marx suddenly turned back.

“McLorne, are you leisurely this evening? Throw the business to the sneaky guy, but you are doing your business everywhere?”

Talking to Mad-Eye Moody, after a night of disappearance, he suddenly appeared behind Marx.

Marx smiled and greeted him. It didn’t matter if he spread the handkerchief: “Professor Moody, I am just using the time more effectively! Since Tarino’s service level is good, I must make the best use of it. Isn’t it?”

“Let me see, you are just hanging out!” Moody stared at the cane and looked dissatisfied.

“Okay, I believe that werewolf will soon be…”

When Marx talked about it halfway, he turned his head with Moody and watched a familiar silhouette coming out of the alley.

“Hey! The people who reported the results have arrived.”

“Mr. MrLorne, there is good news!” Tarin hurried to a few people, hehe smiled. “I have already found the group of werewolf’s current location, and they will not be replaced at least for three days. The next stronghold. But…”

Having said that, he has again owned: “But Greyback is indeed out of the stronghold and has not left any news. The whereabouts are unknown.”

“Is the message reliable?” Marx asked immediately.

“Of course, the source is a coward who is free on the edge of the group of werewolf. It was just driven out of the group some time ago. Now I’m hiding in Tibet, it’s very mixed… I only got two gold Galleons and got a lot of it. Message.”

Tarino said, showing a smug smile.

“If that’s the case, go there tomorrow night.” Marx took the nodded and sent the deposit slip directly to Tarino. “Go out and cash it out! The rest will not be used first.” If you give it to me, it will be the reward that I have paid for you – there will definitely be tasks in the future.”

“Package on me!” Tarino patted his chest and said, “I have something to say, just on call!”

“after all is grabbed, it doesn’t hurt to spend a little bit?” Looking at the back of Tarino’s departure, Moody sneered.

“The ill-gotten wealth is still good to spend early, and it’s a bit hot to keep in your hands!” Marx said jokingly.

“Little Junior… What is wrongdoing? Say it?”

The three men dressed in the morning dew, gradually drifting away under the hustle and bustle of the sun, and finally disappeared at the end of the street.

……

When the Marx trio returned to Hogwarts, the young wizards had already ate in the auditorium.

Hermione’s hand was better, but her mood still seems to have not recovered. Aside from the side of Ron, she looked at her from time to time, opened her mouth several times in a row, but could not say a word.

On the other side, at the long table of Slytherin, Wynie was eating breakfast and looking carefully at the notes.

During this time, she has been writing and drawing on that handbook, although from time to time she will stay as usual for a while, but obviously spend a lot of time on the notes.

When she is out of class, she will also go anywhere else. It is a long time to disappear.

Coincidentally, there was no curriculum for Slytherin this morning. After slowly eating the breakfast, she held a note, carrying a handbag, and walked towards the astronomical tower.

Today’s wind is not small, she did not go up to the top of the tower, but sat down in a parchment in an open space in the tower.

Then she moved out of the same bag from the same bag. Looking at tools like test tubes, cauldron, she seems to want to do some potion exercises.

However, Wynie is not a person who is good at doing these ingenious work. On the contrary, her every move is a bit clumsy.

Before doing every step, she will carefully look down at the notes and then actually do it.

One hour, two hours…

Time passes quickly, but failure can come faster.

When the test tube bursts due to some mistakes, Wynie still expresses the package, and then tries again without any discretion.

Until near noon, she packed the tools very punctually and recorded some of this experience on the notes.

When everything came to an end, she quietly went underground and went to the auditorium for lunch.

I don’t know when it started, this kind of life became Wynie’s daily life. Calm, regular, step by step, as if she has been doing this all the time.

Today, Marx, who just came out of the headmaster room and is planning to go to the auditorium for lunch, finally noticed a sign on Wynie.

“Wynie?”

Marx stopped the quiet young girl who was carrying the bag to the stairs.

“…Marx?” Wynie turned back and stopped, calmly looking towards him.

“Your sleeve is broken.” Marx pointed to her sleeves that were a bit too long. “And, here are some… Is this a thickener?”

He reached up and licked it on Wynie’s sleeve, then placed it under his nose and immediately smelled out what it was.

“What kind of potion are you making?” Marx asked curiously.

Wynie looked up and watched Marx rub his eyes, then whispered, “Practice… It’s hard.”

As always, the words are concise, but at least this time is still very clear to express her meaning, not to let Marx guess.

“I remember… you don’t seem to be good at potion?” Marx thought, “Do you need my help?”