harry potter book of crimes

Generally speaking, it is not easy to pick up leaks in the black market. Not to mention that the owners of those stores deal with various products all year round, and ordinary customers can be deceived just by making counterfeit goods.

I have to say that it is too much of a dream for a little girl like Pansy, who is not well-informed, to want to pick up some bargains here.

Unless... there is someone who has another agenda, specifically wanting her to gain some "special" benefits.

When Pansy came out of the "King of Sniffs Collection Store", she already had a book with a silver cover in her hand.

The whole book is only two palms in size, and she found it while rummaging through the sundries cabinet in the store.

That cabinet was filled with all kinds of things that were judged to be of low value - such as polished copper nameplates, brand-new glass ornaments, or gilded Muggle ornaments and other gadgets.

Son.

And because although this book that looks like a magic book has a shiny silver cover, it is actually just a hardcover story book. It is the most typical kind of thing that "Xiu Xiu likes it but can't sell it for much".

Therefore, it was also thrown in by the owner of the collection shop - at least that's what it seemed like on the surface.

However, Pansy, who happened to have a lot of time, flipped through the book and accidentally discovered that the text on one of the pages clearly did not belong to the content of the storybook.

"This seems... to be an ancient magic ritual?"

Suddenly, such a guess flashed through Pansy's mind.

To be honest, the contents of the magic ritual were very scary, and even involved a very cruel death. When Pansy read it for the first time in the collection shop, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

A sweat dripping from the vest.

However, when she saw the end of the page that said that following the above method would lead to more powerful magical talents, Pansy's heart almost stopped for a beat in shock.

"is this real?"

After glancing at the top of the sundry cabinet as calmly as possible, she confirmed the price - it was only five gold galleons. Although it was at least twice as expensive as a real magic book, it was not worth mentioning.

The price is unacceptable.

Even if the Parkinson's family is not financially well-off, it is relative. At least her family's wealth is not as thin as that of the Weasley family.

"made money!"

Apart from anything else, buying this book would definitely make more money than losing money... Pansy at that time was very sure of her own judgment.

So, Pansy played a clever trick and told the owner of the collection shop that she really liked the exquisite style of the book, and then she successfully bought the storybook with hidden secrets.

However, she didn't know that she still lost money, and it wasn't something as superficial as Jin Gallon.

…

After buying the book that day, Pansy did not tell her family in detail, but only mentioned that it was an old storybook bought with a few silver coins.

In fact, to be honest, even she herself has not yet confirmed her own mood, and has no idea how to deal with the potion formula and magic ritual written on the page next.

A few days later, for the wizards in the British wizarding world, the Christmas vacation, which seemed a bit long at that time, finally came to an end. And Pansy, accompanied by her mother, boarded the Hogwarts Express and swayed

Returned to school leisurely.

In those days, she didn't touch the book again, and just let it stay in the bookcase in her room. And before returning to school, she told herself several times that she shouldn't take it to Hogwarts Castle.

And the reason was nothing else - most wizards from pure-blood families were not taboo against black magic. She just considered that bringing black magic to school would obviously have many hidden dangers.

What's more, the extremely powerful and intelligent Maka McClain is teaching in the school! There is really no guarantee that she will not be discovered by that guy who seems to know everything.

But in the end, Pansy still couldn't suppress the conflict between longing and fear in her heart, and stuffed it into her suitcase just before leaving the room to go out.

The night Pansy arrived at Hogwarts was undoubtedly uneasy.

In the girls' dormitory of Slytherin, she didn't sleep well almost the whole night. She kept worrying about whether the book in the suitcase under the bed would be discovered by others.

Yes, does that page with the terrible magical rituals leave some very secret traces of black magic? Although she can't detect it, maybe Maca McClain can notice it?

Therefore, it was not until breakfast time when classes officially started the next day that Professor McGonagall personally announced the news of Maclean's temporary resignation. Pansy couldn't help but secretly breath a sigh of relief.

Probably because Maka was not at Hogwarts, Pansy felt a lot more relaxed. At first, she was still frightened by the horror of the magic ritual, but now she felt much less like it, and instead longed for it.

Love once again occupied her heart.

After a few more days of hesitation, I couldn't help but want to replace my brother Perses and shoulder the burden of the family for him, and gradually suppressed the fear in my heart.

A wave of determination came to her mind during the Potions class one day.

kill?

No, it was far from the point where she had to consider that... The first thing she had to do was to prepare the special potion as a prerequisite according to the formula and steps on the book page.

It must be said here that as the female prefect of Slytherin, Pansy's academic performance is not bad. She is worse than her brother in Charms and Transfiguration, but her level in Potions is not.

Not low.

You know, a sixth-grade student who is promoted to the N.E.W.Ts advanced class is actually stronger than many people in a single subject.

However, the difficulty of the potions recorded on the pages of the book was also quite high. She tried and failed many times, and at one point she almost gave up because she felt that she could not do it.

She had to admit that the moment she was about to give up, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But unfortunately, from the moment she wanted to try to prepare the potion, a desire similar to that of a gambler had already become the devil in her heart.

The only difference from a real gambler is that what she wants to bet on is an expectation placed in the future.

If she can't let go, she has no choice but to continue - she wants to complete this magic potion, and then gain a potential that can make most people look up to her. This will become her capital to revive her family as a witch in the future!

"Well, maybe we can get more...for example, a look of amazement from Draco?"

Pansy knew clearly about the turmoil in the Malfoy family. She even learned about Draco's stay at home for a period of time from his parents.

And precisely because Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, was sentenced to Azkaban, the Malfoy family has lost its prestige in the past, and even many cooperating forces have temporarily terminated contact with it one by one.

of cold treatment.

If it were the Pansy Parkinson before she decided to start refining the medicine, maybe she would have completely let go of the boy whose family was declining, right?

However, Pansy, who had the idea of ​​"becoming a strong woman", was able to put her love first in her marriage.

She wants to relieve the pressure on her brother, she also wants to revitalize the Parkinson family, and she even wants to win Draco's love! If you think about it carefully, not only do these three not conflict, but they complement each other, don't they?

But Pansy understands that her desires must be based on real abilities.

People often say that once they have a goal, they will be motivated; the more attractive the goal, the stronger the person's motivation will be. Pansy's heart began to be affected by the constant accumulation of desires, and she became persistent and

It's crazy again.

After nearly half a month of repeatedly refining the potion, the lucky girl seemed to finally stand behind Pansy - she succeeded with a hint of luck!

However, Pansy, who had successfully prepared the potion, felt extremely excited and a little chilly at the same time. And she also knew very well that those chills undoubtedly came from the subsequent ritual steps on the page.

"if……"

"If only to kill a Muggle..."

"No, if it's to kill a Muggle death row prisoner... it should be no problem, right?"

Such repeated refinement of standards exposed Pansy's inner struggle.

Yes, she is an arrogant, domineering and arrogant typical Slytherin. She can take pleasure in insulting other "lowly" classmates. She likes to kick and beat the house elves at home at will.

Even she knew clearly that she, Pansy Parkinson, was not a good man or woman.

But in the final analysis, no matter how bitter and vicious she is, she is still not at the level where she can calmly kill a living person who has no grudges or grudges.

Not to mention, the killing method in the ritual is...so terrifying.

"Kill, kill?"

For several days, Pansy was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night - obviously she had not actually killed someone yet.

…

"So, a Muggle hanger?"

In Snape's office, Maka and Pansy sat face to face, while Snape, the owner of the room, was leaning in front of the desk not far away with an indifferent expression.

Faced with Maka's faint question, Pansy pursed her lips tightly, and her intertwined fingers turned pale from too much force.

After a long time, she slowly nodded her head without saying a word.

Telling the story just now had taken up too much energy on her part, and now she really didn't want to say another word.

Seeing this, Maka turned her head and looked at Snape for a moment - both of them had witnessed death with their own eyes, and had given death with their own hands. They both knew Pansy's mood at this moment.

"So," Maka suddenly turned around and asked coldly, "you must remember that person's face when he died... you must remember it more clearly than your brother's face, right?"

"No——" (To be continued)