Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

No matter how bright the sun is, it will always go down with the arrival of the night. Good times often make people sigh the ruthless passage of time.

As we haven’t arrived on Monday, everyone is working hard to enjoy the last freedom of the day.

However, when the young wizards were gathered in the auditorium and planned to have a stop-filled dinner with their friends, they found that the plates on the dinning table were still empty.

“What’s wrong with this? Didn’t it be time for dinner? Why isn’t the food yet?”

The more students gathered in the auditorium, the sooner the seats were filled. Everyone and the neighboring friends whispered, and the whispering voice was heard.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron were also sitting in the middle of the Gryffindor’s long table, frowning and exchanged their eyes, and there was some uneasiness in their hearts.

Especially Hermione, she glanced at the teaching staff from time to time, except for the most middle headmaster seat, even the position where Marx usually sat.

Professor McGonagall is still sitting on the seat that belongs to her, with a brief face remark.

Since Dumbledore left everyone forever, Professor McGonagall, acting as the acting headmaster, has been reluctant to sit on the seat that belongs to Dumbledore, and today is the same.

As for the other professors, they are sitting in their seats as well, but their looks are different, but the things they can do are the same – they seem to be waiting for something.

“…is Umbridge coming back? Is she doing any tricks?” Ron couldn’t help but whisper.

“Who knows?” Hermione frowned. “Although I don’t know yet, Umbridge’s suspicion is definitely the biggest.”

“You should know it later, and it’s useless to guess.” Harry looked at the grim expression of Professor McGonagall, and his heart grew more and more heavy.

Just then, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up. Without her opening, the young wizards in the auditorium automatically stopped the whispering conversation and focused their sights on her.

Everyone obviously has waited for some to stop.

“Student students, I have kept everyone waiting. But before I started the meal, I had to tell you three things first—” Professor McGonagall tightened his face and solemnly said, “First, the Greek magic circle came the news. The Minos Magic School in Greece was attacked by an unidentified force. The local magic circle is still under investigation…”

The magic circle throughout Europe, Hogwarts in Britain, Beauxbatons in France, and Durmstrang in Scandinavia are the three most famous magic schools.

In addition to these three schools, there are also some small-scale magic schools, and the Greek “Minos Magic School” is one of them.

In fact, in ancient times, this historic magic school was once one of the world’s most famous magic schools. In the long history of the rolling, the school has long since retired from the third stream for various reasons.

But even so, in the magic circle that is now becoming more stable and peaceful, the destruction of a magic school is undoubtedly very shocking.

The same is true even for a magic school that is about to fade.

However, after all is far from Greece, the young wizards are mostly horrified, but no one knows at the moment. Professor McGonagall is so solemn about telling everyone what the intention is.

Professor McGonagall continued to speak when the students in the houses were confused.

“…Second, because the Minos Magic School was suddenly broken, and the Greek Ministry of Magic had to step up the investigation of the truth of the unidentified forces and protect the security of the local ordinary wizard. In the absence of manpower, the Greek Ministry of Magic The prospective future of the survivors’ students was applied to the Wizard Parliament for international assistance.”

“So, the three magic schools, including our Hogwarts, will each receive a group of survivors of the Minos Magic School –”

Having said that, Professor McGonagall paused, and then screamed: “Please enroll twenty-seven students into the auditorium!”

The voice did not fall, and the door of the side gallery of the auditorium was slowly pushed away from the outside.

……

Half a day ago, the Office of Professor Study of Ancient Runes.

Just after running out of lunch in the auditorium, Marx hurried back here, and before he sat down, he sensed a magic power fluctuation outside the door.

Then, he heard a knock on the door unexpectedly.

“Please come in.”

Marx didn’t sit anymore, he turned straight and complied at the door.

The office door quietly opened, and Professor McGonagall, who was awkward, strode in and made nodded to Marx.

“Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall.” Marx bowed.

The two of them are so polite, naturally because of the presence of outsiders.

Professor McGonagall didn’t come alone. Behind her, she followed a guy who doesn’t want to see anyone at the moment—Doffense Against the Dark Arts, a temporary resignation professor, Dolores Umbridge.

“Good afternoon, young – Professor McLorne.” Although it has not been seen for many days, the smile of the old woman’s face still has not changed much, and even looks even more irritating.

“Well,” Marx like a smile yet not a smile. “Good afternoon, older – Ms. Umbridge.”

In the face of Umbridge’s provocation, Marx is naturally not polite.

He didn’t even use the “professor” to call the other person, because even if the old woman came back to continue, she would not be a professor of Hogwarts as long as she had not announced it publicly.

“Uh-huh—” Umbridge didn’t care, she just turned her head and looked at McGonagall, “Minerva McGonagall acting headmaster?”

“Don’t remind you, I haven’t been old enough to forget things.” Professor McGonagall frowned, handing a roll of parchment in his hand to Marx, “Professor McLorne, you should look at this first. After reading it, I will explain it.”

Marx took the paper roll with some doubt and pulled it over and scanned it from start to finish. In just a few seconds, he raised his head again, his eyes flashing silently over Umbridge’s old face.

“Is it going to be handed over to the head of the parliament? This is of course no problem…” Marx calmly said, “But… What exactly is the Greek magic circle? What is it that attacks Minos?”

He asked Professor McGonagall, but the line of sight was always on Umbridge’s face, as if he wanted to see something from the fake face covered with a sweet smile.

Unfortunately, Umbridge didn’t have any change in expression at the moment, so people couldn’t read what she was thinking.

“I don’t know, this has to wait for the follow-up investigation of the Greek Ministry of Magic, maybe you can know.” Professor McGonagall shook his head gently, and then continued. “Since you understand, I don’t have much to say. Ready. After half an hour, you will take a walk with Ms. Umbridge!”

After all, Professor McGonagall turned and walked outside the office. Umbridge immediately walked two steps and followed.

She doesn’t want to stay here, and the feeling of staying with Marx is not good at all. Although the two will definitely have a period of solitude for a while, the kind of suffering is obviously shorter and better.

Marx took the roll of parchment in his hand and walked down to the chair in the pile next to the pile. He reopened the parchment roll and read it again.

This is a document signed by the Greek Ministry of Magic, the Wizard Parliament, the Britain Ministry of Magic, and the Hogwarts.

The content is roughly speaking: The Minos Magic School was attacked by terrorists. The Greek Ministry of Magic applied for international assistance and asked the magic schools in Europe to receive the surviving students and arrange for them to graduate.

The names, genders, and ages of the twenty students assigned to Hogwarts are also written. As for other content, perhaps other documents or materials, at least Marx does not write this document.

“……Greece?”

Marx stared at the keywords on the file and thought about it, but didn’t find too many clues.

“Would it be related to Grindelwald or Voldemort?” He pondered for a moment and shook his head first. “At least it should have nothing to do with Voldemort – his attention is entirely focused on the Britain magic circle, and now He must have no energy to reach so far.”

“So… is Grindelwald?” Marx wondered. “First assume that he did it, but what good is it for him?”

He still has some understanding of the Minos Magic School. No, if you have to say it, in fact, any wizard who has read through A History of Magic knows that this school has been completely destroyed in a war in the past.

The current Minos Magic School was rebuilt on the site of the original school.

If you ask what you can get from Minos, I believe that all the wizards who know that history have only one answer – nothing can be obtained!

The Minos Magic School has long lost its roots, and both the teaching level and the treasures retained in the school are lost. Therefore, even if it is funded and rebuilt, the number of students recruited each year is quite limited.

It is not just in name only, but also in reality.

“Maybe…I think more?” Marx inexplicably re-rolled the parchment volume. “The modern Greek magic circle has been messy and unsuccessful. The local Ministry of Magic is very difficult to maintain normal operation. No wonder. This time I will apply for international assistance… there is nothing wrong with it.”

“However, everything is careful, tentatively or send someone to go to Greece to run!”

After a few discretions, he put this piece in his heart and stood up and went to the office.

In a moment, the head of the go with wizard parliament will hand over the more than 20 students of Minos, and it will be a relatively formal wizard robe.

After all, he is on behalf of Hogwarts.