Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Marx had already thought about it as early as in Albania.

Once he went to the Centaur tribe and saw a huge mountain cave under the guidance of the Centaur elder. The cave was so scary that even the enormous Giant Giant Dragon skeleton could easily accommodate it.

Perhaps many years ago, there was a nest with a giant dragon life.

If you put the plagiarism in the head, it is equivalent to leaving it at Marx’s own hand – for him, it is definitely a place at your fingertips.

Unfortunately, the original Centaur tribes have already completed the migration, otherwise they will become a ready-made guard barrier.

“Well, anyway, the elves are always strolling in Forbidden Forest, just let the little guys settle here…”

Marx stepped forward step by step in the woods, and the huge enchanting monument floated above the canopy.

As he continued to penetrate into Forbidden Forest, the trees became more and more tall. This means that he must use more power to gradually increase the floating height of the monument, so as not to be hindered by dense trees.

To be honest, even for Marx, this is a very hard thing.

“Remember that Sorting Hat seems to have said that this stuff was in the Forbidden Forest before?” He thought as he walked away, “Speaking, it was because of what reason Slytherin took it away.” Is it really a dispute with Ravenclaw?”

After all, it was all about the millennium, and in the end, it was a private matter that belonged only to the four founders. In the current era, if you want to figure out the real situation at the time, it is not as simple as going to the library to turn over the information.

As soon as he pondered this, Marx had to recall the Book of Sin. And this is actually the thing he doesn’t want to pursue most now.

“It’s been so long, and the reality is completely different from the one mentioned in the book…” He couldn’t help but sigh. “Although it is not my intention, I can say that the current situation is not the right one.” Is there a big difference in the choices I have suggested?”

In the form of wreckage, Voldemort struggles on the death’s door in the rune map of the isolated tower, and its future destiny is all about Marx.

Even the last hand left by Voldemort, the only variable, Draco Malfoy, is now in the hands of Marx.

“No, the reality is quite different from the ideal situation…”

At the thought of the unexpected resurrection of Herpo the Foul, it was difficult for Marx to immerse himself in the fulfillment of life in recent days.

Yes, he was lucky enough to win Herpo, and even sent the other person’s body to death.

But the biggest reason for the victory was that Herpo was crushed to the ground for more than a thousand years. He just took advantage of the information’s unequal advantage that’s all.

In the future, Herpo will surely make a comeback, and the trend will definitely be more fierce than the last time.

The ancient dark wizard that invented the Basilisk cultivation method and created the Horcrux manufacturing method is not as easy to deal with as Voldemort.

“Horcrux…?”

As for Voldemort’s life, how much Marx can do through all sorts of means… even his own distant memories, and this is one of the reasons why he has regulated Voldemort almost once.

But to change to Herpo the Foul, the nature is completely different.

Not to mention anything else, Herpo’s Horcrux number is information that he has no way of knowing. Even the original Salazar Slytherin could only suppress it in the form of a seal, instead of eradicating it.

If you always focus on carrying and moving forward, the burden of oppressing him will make him more and more exhausted. In this case, it is sometimes a good idea to find some questions that you have to think about to distract yourself.

Inadvertently, Marx has already reached a fairly deep area in the Forbidden Forest.

“It should be this direction… is it coming soon?”

He was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a faint space twist around him, and then a small silhouette made Marx brow.

“Boy, how did you get this broken stone back? Was the old ghost of Salazar not taken it away?”

Appearing at Marx is the “live key” that opened the Rowena Chamber of Secrets, a bronze eagle made from the door knocker of the Ravenclaw common room.

“How did you come?”

Seeing this little guy again, Marx’s mood was involuntarily dignified.

In other words, Marx doesn’t really want to see it anymore. He just always holds the attitude of “retaining the status quo” unilaterally because of incomplete information.

If it is possible, he may keep it for the rest of his life, and he will be happy enough after a quiet and peaceful life.

As for whether Lakwenlau is good or bad, what happened to Hogwarts in the past… Now Marx, I don’t seem to want to touch it at all.

The initial surprise of the Hogwarts admission notice was probably still a little residual in his heart. After all the chaos in these years, people will feel tired, right?

“Hey?” Hearing Marx said, the Bronze Kitty Hawk was not happy. “The kid, you have never been looking for the eagle to take the initiative. I have to come to you personally. Wow, this is not the case.” The little girl woke me up, and the ghost knew when I was going to be…”

Having said that, it suddenly stunned and then smashed his head.

“Well, let’s talk about it… Is it a little girl to wake up the eagle?”

Marx walked slowly and listened to the words of the bronze eagle. When he heard the word “small girl”, he couldn’t help but look over the eagle that fell on the top of his staff.

“Little girl?” he asked doubtfully. “Who wakes you up?”

“Hey?” The little eagle, who was squatting, paused for a moment, then he quickly said, “I don’t have the interest to ask the name of an unrelated person… um… wrong, it seems to have been asked? What is it? Loba Fula? Oh, the light hair of the light golden…”

“Luna?”

In fact, among the Hogwarts students, what about a Luna girl with a light golden hair? For Marx, this is equivalent to a general reflection of conditioned reflexes.

This time, he did guess right.

“Ah, right!” Bronze Kitty screamed. “That little girl called Luna – Luna Rozvall, so it’s right!”

“It’s ‘Lovegood’,” Marx corrected a word, and asked, frowning. “Luna wakes you up? What is it?”

In the library that night, he has already expressed his reflection on his past ideas.

Just as Hermione also has the need to encourage and agree, Luna also has the right to go on his own path of life. What should be done should not be done, Marx should believe she can judge and solve it herself.

But nowadays, it is obviously not easy to completely let go, because Marx has been used to protection.

“Wake up, wake up? What is it?” The bronze eagle spread the wings and made a very humanized action. “Just like your kid, knocking on the door, answering Question, then take her to the Chamber of Secrets…”

“So, Luna is also… ‘alternative’?” Marx immediately asked. “How many years have she been in and out of your door in the past few years, and haven’t seen you awake?”

“Yeah!” The bronze eagle shook his small head. “So I later found out that I saw it wrong. In short, she should not be the candidate, so I will bring her out soon. Rowena has long since passed, not the candidate, and she is not allowed to step into her Chamber of Secrets… The eagle can make a mistake this time!”

Luna is not a candidate, Marx is sighed in relief. He understands that once he has a relationship with that title, it is not so easy to get away.

“Is it wrong?” Marx glanced at the eagle with a slight hesitation, but soon shook his head again. “How did Rowena tell you that year?”

Whether you want to get to know those past events, he does have some uncertainties.

People often say that sometimes the more you know, the deeper you will fall in. Marx knows very well that this sentence does make sense.

But if he doesn’t look for the bronze eagle himself, it can be regarded as a “retention” of the status quo; if the bronze eagle takes the initiative to show up, he can’t face it, it can only be said to be “escaped.”

“Hey? What did you say?”

For the sudden problem of Marx, the bronze eagle looks a bit confused.

“It was the choice you gave me before I got the ‘volume of truth’ -” Marx explained. “You said that Hogwarts has a ‘big trouble’ left over. But when I ask you When you are in trouble, you tell me you don’t know…”

Marx asked as he walked. “I listened to you later, and I mentioned it to Sorting Hat, but it seems that Sorting Hat doesn’t seem to know it.”

“Oh, isn’t it?” Bronze eagle glared at his head. “That broke the hat… I thought that when his master’s mouth was big, he would definitely be drunk or asleep when he took those secrets. A brain leaked out!”

“So you think…”

Marx said, looking up and looking up, almost all of his head was covered by a dense canopy.

However, he did not care about it, still looking straight up. That looks like his sight can pass through the opaque green canopy, directly seeing the monument that is floating above it.

“…that’s the big trouble, what is it?” Marx asked absently.