Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…hey! The happy Irish young men have thrown a large bag of popcorn on our side, and they smashed the window glass of the Churchill Square shopping mall. By the way, they also put down the 200. Civilian. To be honest, that is a tragedy of inhuman!”

“However, history often tells us that miracles will always be born in disasters! Yes, according to the latest investigation, a little male child lying in the arms of mother actually survived unscathed in the center of the explosion! This is really… ”

One day at noon, in a coffee shop near a common residential area in London, Marx was sitting at a location near the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking at a newspaper.

Of course, judging from the nonsense style of the report, it is obviously not a newspaper that is just right.

After reading the article about the previous car bomb, he repeatedly turned over a few times while secretly sighing his fried rice. By the way, he also focused on the third edition behind him.

“Oh, today is quite big…”

Speaking casually, Marx folded the newspaper again and threw it aside. At the very top of the front page, the name of the newspaper is so striking – it is the notorious Britain, the Sun, all over the world.

Here, let’s not mention the muggle newspaper. In fact, inadvertently, time tends to flow at a speed that is unpredictable. In this blink of an eye, the holiday of Hogwarts has passed more than half.

In the meantime, what happened is still going to happen, for example, the Ministry Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts’ multiple actions, such as Marx’s various magic studies.

As for now, it is time for Marx to work again.

The male child who had previously appeared in the explosion with magic power was named Alexander Wolf. The child who lost the mother lived in the street neighborhood opposite the coffee shop.

Probably in the middle of last month, Hogwarts’ admission notice was sent to his home by owl; today, it is up to Marx to visit the family and learn about the child and his father’s specific wishes.

At the floor-to-ceiling window, Marx drank the last bit of coffee in the cup, leaving a tip to leave the cafe and head straight to a small house across the street.

It can be seen from the outside. This house has been through many years, and it has hardly been refurbished and trimmed. It looks quite worn. The lawn in front of the house seems to have been trimmed. In the past few days, it has been no one to manage, and the grasses are quite comfortable.

Marx first walked to the side of the roadside mailbox, reached out and opened the lid and glanced at it, which already accumulated a lot of letters. As it should be by rights, several envelopes from Hogwarts are mixed with other advertisements, sales, and missionary materials. It looks quite messy.

But this doesn’t matter much, because Hogwarts’ barn owls are hardworking.

Even if they are not sent to the children in one or two times, they will continue to pick up the prepared letters and then send them to every place. Whether it’s a door seam or a window, even a chimney is a good choice – of course, it won’t work if the fireplace doesn’t ignite.

Marx just looked at the mailbox and went to the door of the small house and knocked on the door politely.

The door was not opened immediately, until he slammed the third time with a bit of effort. As the footsteps rang, a still young voice was heard from the other side of the threshold.

“Who is there?”

“My name is Marx McLorne,” Marx said first, then straightforwardly showed his intentions. “You should have received a letter of admission from owl? I am here to ask you, Are you willing to go to our school to learn how to use magic correctly…”

This is not the first time he has visited the family of the future young wizard. He knows that he should be able to understand some of the first time, and then use the facts to relieve their hesitation.

When faced with a child, it is more important to pay attention to some key points to attract their attention – for example, the mysterious and wonderful vocabulary of “magic”.

“magic?”

Sure enough, when the child heard the word, he hurriedly “clicked” to open the door. Such a little unguarded little guy can’t help but give Marx the illusion of being abducting children.

“You are the old school of magic -“

As soon as the door opened, the male child standing at the door looked at Marx. Obviously, Marx’s extraordinarily young appearance made him suddenly deny the identity of the “Teacher” originally envisioned.

“McLorne… Mr., are you a senior in the senior?” This male child, Alexander Paused, with a short, short-haired, linen, is speculatively speculated. “Is that really a magic school?”

“Yes, magic school.”

Marx clicked on nodded, then reached out and shook it, and a flame blew under his control, turning into a bouquet of flowers. He laughed and handed the bouquet to Alexander in front of him, and looked at the room behind him subconsciously.

In fact, he felt a bit puzzled, because in terms of investigation, this child is living with his parents. Although he lost his mother not long ago, he did not lose father at all – is his father going out?

It’s not a good idea to stay at home alone. But now that the child has no mother, the burden of livelihood at home is completely on his father, fearing that it will be a helpless move for a while.

“Really magic…” Alexander squinted at the bouquet in his hand and was almost speechless. He looked up for a while before he suddenly raised his head. “Sir, I need magic! I want to let me Mother is coming over! Since it is magic, it must be able to do it?”

Marx is certainly anticipating this problem, and it will come sooner or later. It’s just that he didn’t expect it to come so fast.

The little boy named Alexander is very straightforward and has a strong inner world that is not what the child has. After losing his mother, he did not fall into the fear of death and the helplessness of his loved ones. Instead, he naturally thought of saving his mother.

Looking at his eyes full of hope, Marx couldn’t help but find that a simple “No” word would be so hard to say.

“Unfortunately, let the dead be resurrected, I am afraid I can’t do it.” He sighed softly. “Alexander, you have to understand that even if the mystery of the mystery is infinite, it is not omnipotent.”

“No? Why?” Alexander, even if he clenched his fist, loudly said, “Then I don’t learn magic, it doesn’t do anything to me-“

In the face of a ten-year-old child, it is difficult for Marx to use Dumbledore’s remarks to interpret the meaning of death—even if he doesn’t even understand the true meaning of death, how can he explain to a child?

Therefore, he had to use his own point of view to try to channel the other side.

“Alexander,” Marx said. “Death may be painful and uncomfortable, but that’s not necessarily the end of life. Do you understand? The last headmaster of our school also died some time ago, but what he left behind. In the guide, I went to another World and saw him.”

“Another World?” Hearing Marx said, Alexander was on the bright spot. “So…mother also went there? I… I can still see her, right?”

For this question, Marx can’t answer it. After all, Dumbledore can go to “where” because of his own powerful ability. As for the mother of Alexandria, I am afraid that I can’t find it.

“I don’t know,” Marx finally shook his head. “Because my ability is not powerful enough… but I know that although magic can’t resurrect dead people, it can protect people who are still alive. Alexander, you have Who want to protect?”

Alexander blinked and suddenly he was nodded firmly.

“I want to protect father!”

Marx suddenly showed a smile.

“Is it?” he said softly. “This is very good. I believe that you can protect your father… Where is your father now? Is it going out?”

“Oh, no…” The male child hesitated and turned back. He glanced at the small staircase in the room. “Father is upstairs, in his room… he hasn’t come out for many days.”

“en?” Marx hearing this, I have some guesses in my heart. “He’s okay? Have you seen it in?”

The death of his wife must have brought a big blow to the child’s father. Perhaps his father is not as determined as he is, and he silently breaks into despair when he faces the death of his lover.

“Yes… In fact, he gave me food to eat in the first few days, but now…” Alexander’s childish face slowly climbed a little bit, “I can only do something hard.” He eats very little, and he almost doesn’t talk.”

“Do you do it yourself?” Marx looked at him. “It’s amazing, Alexander… take me to see you father! I might be able to do something for him—”

“Is magic?” Alexander nodded. “Please let the spirit get up! He has lost a lot of weight, can’t go on like this anymore-“

After all, he immediately turned back and greeted Marx to go home.

This is undoubtedly a particularly strong male child, Marx feels that this child may bring more changes to Hogwarts. However, it is not a good habit to be too unprepared for strangers.

As Marx thought about it, he took a step forward and took it to the door.