Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

After a short period of time, the relationship between Harry and Ginny went one step further? Anyway, Marx didn’t see any specific signs.

He only knows that something must have happened during that time.

Maybe it’s a conversation with each other, or maybe a common vision for the future… Who knows? All in all, Ginny’s spirit seems to have recovered a lot, but this is no doubt.

“Ginny, did Harry talk to you? We are going to have a three-on-three small Quiddich race!” Seeing her and Harry coming out from the back door, Marx immediately shouted. “I just glanced at your bedroom… Oh, sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose… I want to say, do you like Quiddich too? I saw a poster of the Hobbit team on the wall in your room-“

“Ah…Yes.” Ginny is obviously fine, she smiled cheerfully. “I am a fan of the Hollyhead Habib team. My favorite player is Gwinog Jones! Her batting It’s so moving!”

“Is it?” Marx nodded, but he thought the name was familiar. “Oh… um? Wait for me to think… Ha, yes! I think you will look forward to the next school year!”

“What?” Ginny curiously said, “The next school year? Why?”

“A person will be able to get you a photo of Gwinog Jones, and you will meet him when you arrive.” Marx deliberately left her a suspense, “Let’s look forward to it!”

“Who?” Ginny hurriedly asked, “Can you get the signature photo of Gwinog? It’s so cool – you know, Gwinog is rarely signed to the fans…”

“This is a secret,” Marx shrugged said. “For this good news, can I please you and Harry go to the front and call Fred and George over? We are here-“

He hadn’t had time to finish it, but he heard a whisper in the broom behind him.

“Hey—” Ron snarled in a disappointing tone. “Marx, I have a bad news here, the broom may be missing a hand…”

“Isn’t the broom enough?” Harry hurried in and ran.

“Not enough,” Ron said, and there was another ping-pong in the broom. “Hey! It doesn’t seem too obedient?”

In fact, when you hear that the broom may not be able to match the number of people, the most lost is not Ron or Harry, but Ginny standing outside.

“…oh, I don’t have a broom.” She sighed, frustrated.

The price of the broomstick is really not cheap, and for the Weasley Family, which is not too wealthy at home, it is obviously another expense. And if you buy second-hand, you will inevitably encounter a variety of small hair disease.

When Marx saw it, it didn’t matter if he waved his hand.

“Ginny, that’s okay-” he said, turning back and shouting at the broom. “Ron, don’t toss Charlie’s old broom. I have extra brooms here.”

Yes, he had ordered a batch of broomstick in preparation for Azkaban’s jailbreak plan. Of course, because the number of purchases is not small, he chose a relatively cheap comet series.

However, when everyone heard Marx, Ron and Harry immediately ran out, and Ginny immediately looked forward to him.

For Marx, who is always on the verge of surprise and shock, the people around him are completely used to it. It seems that the three of them are probably waiting for a non-existent “miracle moment” to reappear.

“Don’t look at me like this,” Marx shook his head with a funny smile, and indirectly pulled out two different types of brooms from the waist. “You know, I don’t fly with a broom – only the Nimbus I used before. 2000, and the mass version of the comet 260.”

“Oh–” Ron suddenly felt a bit sloppy.

It’s no wonder that after seeing Sirius giving Harry’s Firebolt, who would care about the slightly outdated Nimbus 2000? Not to mention the 260, which is more “old”.

“This is already very good!”

Ginny is a very satisfied look. In her opinion, all the broom – even if it can only have it one morning, is enough to make her excited.

Besides, that is Nimbus 2000! Although it is still a little lacking compared to Firebolt, it is one of the current professional league broom models!

However, Marx is carrying two brooms, Nimbus and Comet. Which one should I choose?

In terms of inner desire, Ginny is undoubtedly inclined to Nimbus 2000. The performance of these two brooms is not at the same level at all. It is reasonable to say that they can make choices without thinking.

But she chose one, and the other one is naturally going to let Marx ride. People are kind enough to lend themselves a hand, how can she pick a good choice?

“…Marx,” Ginny secretly gnawed his teeth and whispered, “I am riding a donkey-“

“Don’t rush,” Marx suddenly stopped. “Before you pick one from here, I want to ask you a small question!”

Seeing that he borrowed a broom, he still had to ask questions, and the curiosity of the people was once again hooked up.

“What’s the problem?” Ginny asked. “Is it necessary to test my knowledge about Quiddich? Even if I ask! I have confidence.”

“No, for the Quiddich movement, studying written knowledge is far less effective than practical practice.” Marx said with a smile, “In fact, I just want to ask you, do you really want to be a Quiddich athlete in the future?”

“Hey?” Ginny heard this. When it was a surprise, then he glanced at Luna with a little bit of complaint. “How do you talk to others?”

“I only told Marx,” Luna said seriously. “Marx is not a ‘other.’”

Ron and Harry on the side all showed a look of surprise. Obviously, this is also a secret in Ginny’s heart. It can’t be said to people – at least temporarily.

“Don’t worry,” Marx seemed to think it was fun. He laughed a few times, which comforted him. “Just be careful, don’t let Fred and George know. If they don’t know, they won’t change.” The method is for you.”

“…so, do you really want to use Quiddich as your future career?”

After making a little joke, he turned his head and returned to the question just now.

Ginny was a bit shy at first, and Marx didn’t laugh at her. Instead, she asked her very seriously. She hesitated for a while, but eventually she was nodded.

“Although I only mentioned it once with Luna, but…” She said firmly, “I will move towards this direction, I know it must be difficult, but I will not give up.”

Marx followed her with nodded and then raised her two brooms.

“In a game, you can ride on Nimbus 2000 – don’t be busy refused, I am conditional.” He smiled. “Tell me! Where do you want to play?”

“Catch the ball!” Ginny didn’t even think about it. The answer in her heart almost blurted out.

“Oh? Why?” This time Marx is a bit strange.

Her favorite Harry is the famous Seeker, and the star she is chasing, Gwinog Jones, is a good Beater for the women’s Quiddich team, but she chose the chasing player instead?

“Although I really want to be a Beater – just like Gwinog! But I don’t have a strong physique like her…” Ginny was a little annoyed first, but in a blink of an eye, but his spirit was clear, “As for Seeker … In fact, I prefer to score goals than looking for a ball!”

“Okay! Sounds good, it’s a good idea.” Marx was the chasing player in the Hufflepuff team, and he still likes this position. “That’s easy to do – you will behave later.” If it’s good enough, my Nimbus 2000 is yours! By the way, I can recommend you to the Gryffindor team, how?”

“Oh! This, this is great!” Ginny cheered up.

Marx glanced over Harry and said that his assists were strong enough.

He didn’t mind picking up Harry and Ginny because he knew that the distance between the pair was not as big as they thought. If Harry really didn’t feel Ginny at all, I’m afraid Ginny wouldn’t be the look of a sudden look when he came down.

“Let’s cheer!” Marx encouraged her. “This Nimbus 2000 was originally given to me by Professor Dumbledore. It’s a pity that it can only be there that’s all there in my hands.”

“Professor Dumbledore?” Ginny, who was trying to reach out, immediately paused. “No, I can’t accept it… it can be more important to you!”

“It means flying, especially on the court.” Marx said calmly, “Professor Dumbledore wants me to use it, but I’m afraid I can’t do it – if I pass it to you, believe that Professor Dumbledore I will be more happy!”

He said, a little paused, but hehe a said with a smile: “More, now it is not yours! Before your performance can satisfy me, I just lend it to you, nothing more. “”

After all, Marx put the Nimbus 2000 in his hand into Ginny’s arms, then climbed up to his comet 260 and swelled up in the air through a smooth arc and flew to The Burrow’s front yard.

“Fred De-George–” he shouted briskly in front of him, shouting, “Come to the broom, we are going to have a few Quidditch match!”

The speed of the comet 260 is really not very good, whether it is the ten-second acceleration or the top speed, it is worse than the current high-end broom. But it also has the advantage that it is a small range of flexibility.

Under the precise control of Marx, it came to an 180° turn at low altitude. The extremely small steering arc made it seem like even inertia, and the spine flew away to the backyard.