Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

On the same day, Madam Pomfrey finally failed to meet Joshua’s desire to see Marx. Because just this morning, Marx left Hogwarts alone.

This time, he did not set the positioning coordinates of the portkey in advance. To this end, he had to set off as early as possible, with Albania, the closest coordinate point to the destination, as a transit point, spending a whole morning on a high-speed flight.

When Marx arrived at the target location with the sea breeze, Joshua just woke up from the hospital bed.

“It seems… there isn’t much change?”

Marx landed on an open beach, and the sand washed by the tides day and night was particularly delicate, and it rustled on it.

This is an island in the heart of the Mediterranean Sea, Sea Territory, and is the long-lost place in Marx’s impression.

Even if you are standing on the edge of the island, you can look out over the center of the island and you will see a towering spire that rises from the ground. The top of the tower is lit by a soft white light.

Although Marx has been a long time since he came here last time, he still remembers clearly that it is best not to fly casually on this island.

He was rushing through the dense jungles of the island. The magical creatures that lived here were still as varied as they used to be, but the number did not seem to be much different. Obviously, they have remained stable. Also in the natural ecological structure.

The running Marx was once again accelerating, dexterously evading the sparsely dense forests, and quickly passed through the vibrant island jungle.

Not long after, when he was in front of him, the tower was once again in his sight.

The many spires that extend out of the outer wall of the tower have nothing to change from what they saw at first, but the green vines that climbed on the curved walls are obviously more than the last time, and they are some of the lower huts. Almost the whole body covered a layer of vitality.

Marx looked up at the eagle-shaped coat of arms on the top of the tower. The golden eagle had a clear color, and even a little dust had not been stained under the magic.

Seeing this huge shield emblem again, the thoughts in Marx’s heart could not help but become more complicated.

The understanding of Rowena Ravenclaw, whether it is word of mouth or documented, has a lot of ambiguity.

It is better to say that things that are clearer are less likely to be correct.

The rumors about Rowena are mostly positive, but this is an indisputable fact. There is no doubt that this is in stark contrast to what Marx learned from The Book of Sin.

To be honest, Marx can now have these strengths, and the rune form attached to the book “The Book of Sin” is a big help. If you rely on himself to ponder the truth, you still don’t know the time that will never come to understand the extent of Rule!

For the content recorded in the Book of Sin, he has to believe in the warnings he conveys in the future.

But just as he used to make a big disaster because of a plan, he can’t guarantee that he will not go wrong in the future. In fact, he knew very well that even though he was holding a hint from the future, he still had to rely on himself to cautiously explore every step he took.

So even though he now has the power to clear many obstacles, even if he still doubts whether Rowena is a madman who is pursuing World’s destruction, he has not even stepped closer to the Ravenclaw Tower in Hogwarts Castle.

From the existence of the bronze eagle itself, it is known that his magic research is far from the level of Rowena. Before he can understand the magic, he will not easily get involved.

The upper level of the tower in front of him is the same for him.

“…elf, let me see you!”

Standing on the open space in front of the tower, Marx gave himself a voice-filling spell and immediately shouted. But the language he uses sounds strange.

During this time, every time he has free time, he will open the book to study and study, and even consume a lot of incubator, just for the moment of today.

Learning a language is very hard, and learning an ancient language is even more terrible.

When he first came here and found himself unable to talk to the elves, he had the idea of ​​studying that language.

But later, when he left the island, he gave up.

The elf here is obviously in a big way with the house elf outside. If it is not the appearance, it is difficult for him to connect the two together.

For the elves who live here, perhaps knowing nothing about the magic circle outside is the best for their future.

For this reason, Marx has not wanted to study such a language that is of little use. In his view, letting them stay here and quietly prospering seems to be a good choice.

But recently, when Marx discovered that Hogwarts’ garrison power was quite empty, he was quite a bit savvy and he once again played the idea of ​​these wild elves on the island.

“Little fine -“

Seeing that there was no movement around, Marx was about to call again. But he shouted and just exported, but he hadn’t had time to finish it yet, but he heard that his whole body space was screaming and screaming, and the big elves screamed and Apparition appeared beside him.

The sheer number of people directly surrounded him.

“Aiya! Humans are calling us-“

“Wow! Finally I saw humans again! Hey, he is watching him, he is watching me!”

“Isn’t that the last person who came here? I remember I remember – I remember the taste of his magic power!”

“Yes, yes! He is growing taller, much higher than when he came last time!”

“Not the last human? His magic power is a bit cool, cool -“

The elves clustered Marx in the middle, talking with words, fast and messy, just like setting off firecrackers and listening to people.

Marx did study hard, but he was able to find out at the moment that it would still be a very difficult task to fully understand what they said.

“Wait!” Marx opened his arms, loudly shouted, “Say slowly – what you said – you just learned -“

“hahaha! He said, ‘I just learned,’ hahaha–” An elf stretched his finger at Marx and smiled forward. “My grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather will say so! No, it is grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather. Grandfather ……”

“I won’t say that! My grandson–” Another elf slammed his friend, and bent to put on a look of senile. “No, it is the grandson of the grandson’s grandson.” Grandson…”

Marx looked at the group of elves and laughed madly, quite a bit inexplicable.

“Let’s get off – let go!”

Just as he was puzzled, an old little Goblin set aside the little guys who were close together and walked slowly to Marx.

“Everything is quiet! This is a guest!” The little Goblin elders solemnly said, “Forgot the rules that the parents and elders taught you? I wait for the elf race, but don’t need clansman who doesn’t know the rules!”

This screaming, so that all young little Goblin immediately closed his mouth, and the chaotic scene suddenly recovered.

“Hello, are you…the patriarch here?” Marx rigorously followed the language rules in the book and asked as clearly as possible.

“No, I am not,” the little Goblin elder shook his head gently. The old age of the elders made the original sharp elf sound, and it became old and deep. “On this island, the patriarch is no longer set. A post, I am only relatively older, that’s all.”

“Is it related to…Rowena?” Marx curiously said, “Oh, I mean—Rowena Mira, you should know?”

“Yes, I know.” The little Goblin elder lightly nodded, “But there is no patriarch, nothing to do with Rowena Misha -“

He paused and went on to say: “She is the developer of the island, and I waited for the ancestors to have a little agreement with her. In addition to the most basic daily maintenance for her magic tower, I waited There has not been any other interference between her.”

“I don’t want to set up a patriarch because of a rule in our elf race.”

At the same time as the elf elders said, Marx erected his ears and listened and understood intently. Although it was still a little difficult, it was at least much better than the squeaky scene.

“Rules?” Marx thought. “I won’t just ask about it… yes, let me introduce myself. My name is ‘Marx · McLorne’, a country from the northwest.”

“Human’s wizard! Luck, ask you!” The elf elders sighed slightly. “You are a long-lost guest. Please sit down in the room! Small Spirit gives you a sweet spring.” “”

Surrounded by the elves, Marx followed the elf elders and, after the last time, re-entered the ancient wizard tower.

The lowermost floor of the tower is as original as the original, and the round hall is spotless. The masonry at the bottom of the foot is closely arranged, and the tapestry on the wall is beautifully woven, but the frame is blank, and people can feel a little lonely.

As Marx walked in with the elves, as the elf elders waved, the lights on the wall were lit one by one, and the soft magic light shone the slightly dull hall.

“Young wizard! I am waiting for the long-lost master, Rowena Meura, to welcome you again!”