Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The night was getting deeper and it rained outside the castle. The rain alone is not big, but in the recent violent wind, the dense rain curtain has become surprisingly violent.

Occasionally, one or two blue lightning bolts in the clouds in the air, the dull thunder swirls around the empty all around, striking the agitated heart.

At this moment, on the eighth floor of the castle, in the Gryffindor common room, the threshold leading to the student Dormitory quietly opened, and a slightly thin silhouette walked out.

The silhouette, which was almost drowning in the darkness, looked a little hesitant. After stepping into the unmanned common room, it seemed to look back at the stairs with a slight uneasiness.

But after a little squatting for a while, he turned around and went to the door and touched the black.

The portrait of the door is naturally closed, but the silhouette does not seem to worry too much. After gently pushing the portrait away, he immediately flashed out of the gap.

Looking back, the fat woman on the canvas is still sleeping quietly, making a small squeak and seems to sleep very well.

Push the portrait back up again, and after confirming it, the person quickly walked around the corner and left the corridor.

On the other side of the corner is a promenade aisle against the outer wall of the castle, with a medieval dark metal armor standing quietly on the side of the wall and a path of more than one person.

If the weather is good, you can see the beautiful night view directly in front of the castle. But today is a wind and rain night, although the protection of magic makes the rain outside, but it is not easy to see the outside situation.

In fact, in the case that the stars and moons are covered by clouds, the outside of the window is completely dark. This also makes the corridors equally dark. If you don’t know the castle well, you can’t do it in this situation.

Suddenly, a strong lightning flashed through the outer sky, and the bright lightning gave the dark corridor a momentary clarity, while also illuminating the silently moving silhouette.

It was a student wearing a Gryffindor gown, a long hair revealing her gender, and her refined small face directly indicated her identity.

“…Speaking, when was the last violation of the school rules?”

The little witch named “Hermione Granger” licked his thin lips, seemingly recalling a beautiful memory, slightly lightly red face laughed.

It was when she and the “Marx McLorne” met here, and that time was the closest she had to him.

“It seems to have been seen by Snape and Harry!”

The lightning has disappeared silently, and the endless darkness has once again drowned her body, followed by the loudest thunder that has been into the night.

Hermione continued to move forward in the darkness, when she almost knocked over the armor, and this time she would not make that mistake again.

She touched the wall on the side of the window and walked forward, not slow, because she was familiar with it. After another corner, the destination of Hermione’s trip is almost there.

After a long walk, Hermione pulled out the wand from her sleeve – she knew what it was like since she saw that Marx did it.

Perhaps her sense of crisis in her surroundings is not as strong as Marx, and it can’t be wrong to do it right.

“Lumos.”

During her lips and teeth, the spell uttered extremely loudly, and a little light dispelled the darkness, making her corridor a little clearer.

The place is right, it is not far from the front. Hermione took two quick steps to the giant tapestry, which painted Troll Barnabas the Barmy, and on the other side was an ordinary white wall.

When discussing with Marx, where to choose the Defense Against the Dark Arts training venue, Marx told her about the place.

Marx says there is a hidden room that offers the most appropriate layout for the people who need it. And it is said that people who know this place are particularly small, which sounds like a really good training place.

But before that, Hermione wanted to take a look at this place first.

Although she told herself, it was time to check the situation in the room in advance. In fact, she came tonight, but she was carrying a more private idea.

“Going back and forth across the white wall three times, I concentrated on thinking about where I needed it…”

Hermione whispered and walked forward, stopping in front of the empty classroom window at one end of the white wall, then turned back and forth, and then returned to the large vase at the other end.

When she turned around for the third time, a rectangular outline appeared on the white wall, and it quickly became apparent under her gaze.

She walked up with the slightest hesitation and reached for the brass handle on the door, gently twisting it. The door was opened smoothly as the lock tongue “clicked” a light sound.

Here is where Marx tells himself, since it was introduced by Marx, there must be no problem.

She immediately stepped in and walked in and took the door with her hand.

But seeing the threshold on the wall, after the closure of Kankan, it quickly merged into the wall, and soon disappeared without a trace, as never before.

As soon as I walked into this wonderful room, Hermione, who had a relaxed face, immediately stopped. Nothing else, because the scene of the head here really scared her.

To be honest, she has had too many guesses about it before she decides to come ahead. But she did not expect that, at the moment she really saw this, she was afraid that she was in the wrong place.

Yes, another “private” reason for Hermione to come here is to take a look at “Marx’s room.”

In the hallway just outside, what she thought was not “a place to train Defense Against the Dark Arts”, but “a room that Marx used when he came here.”

But in this, the first thing that comes into view of her is a horrible stone statue in a disorder!

These stone statues look very fine, and each one seems to be a masterpiece of a highly skilled sculptor. Most of their postures are different, or standing or lying, or squatting or squatting, the expression on the face is quite different.

Only they have two things in common.

The first one is the werewolf after the transformation, each of the hairs on the body is clearly legible; second, although the expressions on the face are different, but there are fears in the same place.

If you suddenly get into a place full of frightening sculptures, everyone will be scared, not to mention that these statues are too realistic…

“…no, is this…the real werewolf?”

After all, if you want to say that all of these are just stone carvings, what do people who have carved such a large stone statue think? At least Hermione is completely unimaginable.

What’s more, it should be the room used by Marx. It’s right because she found a large desk behind the stone statue, and the messy look on the desk is nothing compared to the old Black House’s Study. The difference.

And next to the desk, there was a row of consoles for potion, which made Hermione feel more confident.

“These stone statues… What is going on?”

Hermione hesitated, then trembled in the middle of the “statues” and walked to the back of the room with a trace of suspicion.

“Sorry.”

Hermione apologized to the back of the desk and immediately picked up the information on the table and flipped it.

She believes that Marx won’t mind her sneaking in – at least the Marx she knows will not be ruined by her.

Because she can’t understand it, the excellent wizard named “Marx McLorne” of her age is a gentle boy.

Besides, she is coming this time, isn’t she trying to know more about each other? Hermione believes that even if she sees something more terrifying now, she will never misunderstand Marx.

The so-called “true powerful, able to change the views of others.”

Dumbledore used his power and fraternity to admire the world; the two generations of Dark Lord also used their power and evil to make the world fear…

Marx used his powerful peace and quiet, and finally let the people around him emerged from his heart to trust.

Recently, after Dumbledore’s death, Silencio appeared even without Marx himself being aware of it.

“…what is this?”

Looking at the desk for a long time, Hermione’s face was full of frustration – because she found that all the information in it, only a small part of it is barely understandable.

“Rules rune? What is that?”

In fact, the information here is already a relatively useless part of Marx. Except for some of the calculations about the rune array, which he recently put here when testing here, most of the rest were left over from the previous Hogwarts school.

The information that Hermione can understand is actually the part of the potion calculation that’s all.

Putting the documents on hand back to the table, Hermione went to the potion preparation station on the other side, and she saw a row of five unusually tall brown potion cabinets.

These cabinets are close to the wall, looking through the glass door of the cabinet, and the inside is filled with a variety of potion bottles.

“Ah,” she paused as she walked through the middle of the cupboard. “The gray bottle… was the warm-up agent that Marx had given me at the time? Remember that he was thirsty when he was drinking, and he was still with him at that time. I have a big pot of tea in the library!”

In the responsive room, this young girl, which is more beautiful than that of the year, recalls the original delicateness and beauty bit by bit.