Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Go to Lucius' house and talk about a neutral covenant?"

A group of pure-blooded families who always stood around and did not dare to stand in line, suddenly ran to the Malfoy family who had already stated their position to discuss the possibility of neutrality?

In the eyes of ordinary wizards, this is just like the Quidditch fans in England suddenly ran to the stadium in Scotland to watch the game. No matter how you think, you will always feel a bad feeling.

But in fact, think about it the other way around, their actions may not necessarily be provocative.

"Yes! Although it was only a preliminary conclusion in the end-I think today or tomorrow, Lucius will come to ask your opinion."

Sirius nodded and asked:

"What do you think?"

"Well ... I don't care ..."

Maca said as she turned around, let the pot of water boiled on the fireplace iron frame, and poured water into the teapot on the side.

"Although this is somewhat unscrupulous, it is at least a way to be subdued ... let them go! We still have a lot of things to do here, and they are enough to prevent trouble. "

"Anyway, our family will definitely support you!" Ron patted his chest on the back.

"Oh, thanks!"

Even if other families call it "pure blood traitors", the Weasley family is still a pure blood family, and the facts will not change. Not to mention, today's Weasley family is also very different from the past in the eyes of other pure blood families because it is close to Maca.

Therefore, as Sirius said, Ron's family will eventually be invited to the conference by those pure blood.

Even, for similar reasons, even if the wizard of Longbottom's family had only Neville alone, he would still be unable to escape the fate of being asked to count.

"Well, I know this ... Is there another thing to tell me?"

Sirius heard the words, and then he spread his hands and smiled:

"No, that's the thing ... Ah! I know lunch time is coming, but don't call me-just now, I have tea in my stomach and can't eat anything!"

"Ok!"

Maca shrugged and started giving tea cups to a few friends.

"After drinking this cup of tea, let's go to the auditorium ... I originally wanted you to **** craft! Since the remaining house-elves in the school last night have temporarily left, I will cook for myself today!"

...

To be honest, as a Hedgehog, Maca really listens to what he eats.

Although he never picky eaters, he can basically pay for everything that is delicious or not. But he can taste the good things.

But compared to his ability to eat, the cooking aspect is a little worse. The food he makes is edible, and occasionally a little surprise, but overall it is not memorable.

But it must be said that the real food is sometimes not about how it tastes.

Right now, Pansy had just put down the bowl and spoon in her hand. The mellow mouthfeel between the lips and teeth and the warmth in the belly made her feel a little more complicated.

In fact, Martin ’s big pot of butter stew is actually quite ordinary, that is, the ordinary homely flavor. And the tortillas that were eaten together were even lighter and harder, chewing crunchily.

This culinary skill is obviously much better than Hagrid, which can make rock cakes like real stones, but what you have to say can only be said to be ordinary.

However, when Pansy watched the spoonful spoonful and fed it to Muriel's mouth, she felt an enviable warmth from this creamy stew.

"Mouriel ... look at me!"

"Ok?"

Coldly, Pansy suddenly heard Martin's words, which immediately made her look subconsciously at the other side.

With just a glance, she knew why Martin wanted Muriel to look at him-without a doubt, it was deceptive.

It can be seen that Martin was not good at taking deceptive minds. When Muriel looked at him, it took a long time before some signs of being affected by the curse appeared.

Apparently, as long as Muriel had a little resistance, Martin was afraid he couldn't cast a spell at all.

But I don't know if it was out of subconscious trust, or because Muriel was almost obedient at this moment, Martin's deceptive curse worked.

And at the moment when the curse was in effect, Martin only felt a sudden dark in front of his eyes ... it was a dungeon of the Ministry of Magic! The dark, gloomy shaman's dungeon, deep underground.

In Muriel's memory, the dungeon did not seem to be a terrible place. Martin could feel that even when he was locked in a dark dungeon, Muriel was always in the same mood, without any surprise or fear.

Martin even found out that Muriel would gossip with the girl next door named Illy from time to time after entering, and talked endlessly as usual when she was with her over the alley.

As mentioned earlier, although Muriel is always alone, it does not mean that she likes to be alone. I believe if her father is in trouble, she might make many friends.

"Ok?"

Realizing that Muriel was talking to that Illy, Martin shook his head immediately.

"No, that's wrong ... not this memory."

With a little concentration, under his will, the scene in front of him was a twist. Then, when the foggy memory picture solidified again, the scene was not changed.

It was still the darkened cell, and almost nothing had changed. Muriel had only changed her angle compared to that.

But in the next moment, in the dark corner opposite the cell, he suddenly rushed out of a shadow, and flew towards Muriel with a speed of speed.

The moment of fright and the mental resistance, that is, in a blink of an eye, Muriel's memory picture fell into darkness.

"... Hoo," Martin looked out of his memory, and sighed softly. "Is that just the case?"

Obviously, this is tantamount to not discovering anything, and his efforts were completely wasted.

"What is that shadow?"

When Martin was thinking hard about what the thing was, in fact, he had gained something from this devotion. Anyway, he already knew that the shadow was likely to stay in Muriel's body.

Martin, who suddenly realized this, immediately frowned, and felt a little more anxious under his heart.

As far as he knows, there are some magic spells or creatures in the magic world. Unfortunately, most of these spells and creatures are also linked to black magic, and the danger is not low.

It can be said that no matter what it is inside Muriel, Muriel urgently needs treatment!

However, who should he go to see Muriel?

"Parkinson, do you know where Muriel can be treated?" Martin turned back suddenly, and asked Pansy, who was sitting by the fireplace, "Of course, I don't have to go to the Ministry to tell you."

"This ..." Pansy asked him a moment. "The therapist who can keep secret ... Otherwise, you can take Miss Muriel to the magical world of other countries?"

Martin heard it and shook his head immediately.

"No, we can't go yet ..."

He knew that if he stayed in the British magic world, it might not be very likely to be noticed by Haierbo. But if he leaves here ... he still remembers that the teacher mentioned clearly that he was not allowed to leave the country at any rate.

"Can't walk?"

Pansy paused again, and although she was a little confused, Martin obviously didn't want to explain.

"I think ... the therapist ..."

This is undoubtedly a difficult question to find.

As far as Panxi's understanding is concerned, the therapist was an occupation with a small number of employees. The exam is very difficult, and the magic hospital itself is not much, so that although the salary of this profession is not low, it is not very popular in general.

To be honest, the test, so why not directly become a potionist? The future is huge, not to mention that the speed of coming money is fast. Even if the level is not high, it will definitely be easier to find a job than a therapist.

Therefore, it is not easy to find a private therapist.

"If it's just an ordinary potion ... okay?"

Thinking again and again, Panxi thought of a potionist whom he knew from his parents. The other side is also from Slytherin College in Hogwarts. The level is actually quite good. The main thing is that the other side can meet Martin's "confidentiality" requirements.

"A potion?"

Martin looked down at Muriel on the bed, and after a few seconds he couldn't help sighing slightly.

Muriel is an excellent potionist herself, but now something is wrong, but she wants to find another potionist to help her prepare the potion for treatment. This feeling really makes people feel a little sad.

Unfortunately, Martin himself has never been good at potions. Otherwise, he might not need to borrow someone else ’s hand if he treats Muriel. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ OK! Where is that person? Are you sure he can keep a secret? "

"That was a friend of my mother and a classmate of Hogwarts in the past, and currently lives near our house." Panxi whispered, "As for whether it can be kept secret ... I can't tell you the truth. Guarantee this. "

Having said that, she paused for a moment before adding:

"Also, it's not 'he' ... it's 'she'."

"Take a try first," Martin said immediately. "Since there is no guarantee, then Muriel cannot pass together. If possible, it would be better to bring her-just you and her! Plus ... well paid! "

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