Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Miss Parkinson, can I ask you a question?"

"Ah! Of course--Professor McLean, please feel free to ask, I will tell you everything I know."

Although it is not clear why Maca suddenly became so serious, Pansy didn't hesitate too much, even when she said she must know everything.

However, Maca's expression still showed a heavy and helplessness.

"Okay, then please tell me ... why did you use‘ her ’when you brought up the potion friend of your mother with Martin?”

"Uh ... because she is indeed a lady?" Pansy was saying, suddenly a moment, and then she seemed to be a little enlightened, "Professor McLean, are you going to--"

"Stop! Stop talking!"

Raising her hand, Maca stopped decisively:

"Let me think about who to accompany you over ... well, let me think about it ..."

In fact, the answer is already obvious. If he doesn't go by himself, it seems that he can only ask for a trench coat wizard. Just because the other party never revealed his true face, as long as he changed his clothes and changed his voice, naturally no one would find out that she was the mysterious witch who had been following Maca around these days.

Of course, this also requires her consent.

"Come with me to the kitchen anyway! I have a good candidate-if she can help, it won't be much different from me."

Regarding the ability of the trench coat wizard, Maca is undoubtedly quite certain, even in some respects, he is not inferior to himself.

When Maca returned to the kitchen outside with Pansy, everyone was grabbing a soft-clawed lobster to eat. Obviously, these little friends have completely adapted to some psychological discomfort and happily tasted the strange food carefully prepared by Maca.

"Don't worry, you continue to eat! Miss Parkinson has something to do, so you don't need to leave her." Maca waved and waved to the windbreaker wizard sitting in the innermost. "I want to ask you a favor Matter-can you go out with Miss Parkinson? "

"what's up?"

The trench coat wizard heard a word, and immediately hesitated slightly, then quickly put down the food in his hand and wiped his hand as he walked towards the door.

Maca explained to her immediately:

"Remember the Martin I mentioned? The one who claimed to be an apprentice of Halebo ... something happened to his companion, and he needed a therapist or potionist to treat each other, and ... as Miss Parkinson suggested, You can find a honey from her mother, so I think it's better to be a woman. "

"Is it just treatment?"

The trench coat wizard nodded slightly, but did not immediately agree.

In fact, because she seems to have been thinking about things these days, Maca doesn't know if she will do it this time.

And if she refused, Maca would probably have to go on her own--even if he really didn't want to pretend to be a witch and go out to meet people.

That delicate feeling is awkward to think about!

Fortunately, Maca did not expect that the other party did not hesitate for a long time. After a while, it seemed as if she had realized something and took a request from Maca.

"I understand."

The trench wizard agreed first, and then asked subconsciously:

"If I remember correctly ... Mr. McLean, that Martin's friend has been locked in a Ministry dungeon recently?"

"Sure enough, did you notice it?" Macalle nodded slightly. "You think of it, then I won't say much about this part ... After you go, remember to pay more attention to see if it is related to that thing. related."

While listening to Maca's conversation with the trench coat wizard, Pansy could not help feeling a little confused. In fact, it wasn't just her, including Hermione sitting at the dining table.

It seems that this is something that only Maca and the trench coat wizard know?

However, just as Hermione was silently expecting that Pansy could ask the last sentence on behalf of everyone, Pansy, who was slightly puzzled, had no intention of asking.

It must be said that Pansy and Hermione are different from each other, always a Slytherin. In the face of Maca, she has been habitually maintaining a sense of proportion in order to avoid irritating each other.

Because she now understood roughly, if there was something that Makar would like to say, she would remember to tell herself. And if the other party didn't feel the need to say, she might not make much sense even if she asked.

"So ... Professor McLean, shall we go now?"

"Well, okay!" Maca nodded at Pansy. "After the incident is over, I think you can follow that Martin to get more information about Haierbo ... Remember not to be too nervous because I Think, you probably haven't met directly with Haierbo yet! "

Having said that, he turned to the trench coat wizard again:

"I'm bothering you to take a trip this time."

"No, it's nothing."

The other person slowly shook his head, then decisively turned back to follow Pansy's footsteps. As she walked towards the doorway, she whispered to Pansy, saying that she needed to change her clothes.

But when she walked to the kitchen door and was about to step out, she suddenly looked back.

Right now, Maca has turned to talk to Hermione, and seems to be giving them a few peace of mind to do their own thing. Don't hear everything and try to understand and even participate in it.

The trench coat wizard looked at Maca's back for an inexplicable few more glances, and there was a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, as if there were many things to say, but he couldn't say anything at all.

When Maca seemed to feel it, she turned around to see it again, but only saw the corner of the windbreaker passing by the doorway.

"Ok?"

In magic induction, he could naturally notice that the other party stayed at the door for a while, but the magic wave didn't tell him what the other party's pause was for.

She shook her head slightly, and Maca no longer thought about it. She concentrated on cooperating with a group of small friends such as Hermione and Luna to treat the delicious lunch in front of her.

...

"Miss Parkinson, wait a minute here, I'll change my clothes."

Near the corridor leading to the fortress behind the castle foyer, the trench coat wizard let Pansy wait for a while, and then she left temporarily.

However, Pansy felt that she couldn't just stand like that now. Because as long as she stopped, she would feel a little inexplicable panic.

To this day, after a lot of hard work, he finally won part of Martin's trust. However, as Martin went deeper and closer, her anxiety gradually increased.

As Maca said just now, it seems that he will soon be able to get to know about the ancient black wizard.

What should I do? Can you do it yourself? What should I do if the other party finds out?

When she thought of it, she couldn't help but feel a little scared--to be honest, her life was very long, but she didn't want to die at all!

"Oh! Don't go around there, I'm a little dizzy!"

Cold, in a portrait hanging on the wall of the corridor, the old witch spoke a word, and suddenly Pansi was startled.

"Sorry ... bother you for your lunch break, Ms. Domor."

Panxi quickly apologized, then turned around and walked near a landscape painting to continue her pacing.

She knew that these were always things she had to do. Rather than worrying alone here, it's better to adjust your mood and meet the challenge in a more relaxed state.

But unfortunately, one's mind is not so easy to adjust.

"Miss Parkinson, we can go."

Pan Xi heard the sound, and then she held her back.

She knew that obviously the only mysterious windbreaker wizard who could say this. But the sound that rang from behind her now disappeared from the previous husky and harsh, and became surprisingly pleasant.

Is it because of the huge contrast with the previous sound?

Although everyone knows that the terrible voice is just a little disguise of the other party, but her real voice is too nice, right?

However, when Pansy threw away her happy harassment and held back the thought that she could finally see Zhen Rong, she was disappointed.

The other party did replace the trench coat and broad-brimmed hat, but now this one is no better than before. In particular, the hood worn on the outer robes covered the other person's face in the shadows, making her look even more unclear.

"This ..." Pansy hesitated. "Will Martin make you doubt your identity?"

Unexpectedly, the other party immediately shook his head and said casually:

"Don't worry, I can take off the hood if necessary ... Of course, if you can't use magic to cover it, it's better not to use it, so if you can confuse it like this ... I won't take it."

"okay!"

When Pansy heard this, she had no longer been entangled in these, and instead said:

"Then please! I'm bothering you this time ... Martin and Muriel are waiting in the black market now, UU reads www.uukanshu.com and ... he only allows me and the potionist to pass by. However, he It is also clear that it is not easy to invite potions, so it is pointed out that there is a generous reward ... "

Panxi walked next to the other side and carefully told the other side of the situation while she was away from the school, so that she could answer questions and avoid filling.

After a short while, when they both walked out of Hogwarts's gate, with two different degrees of spatial distortion, they both moved to a certain part of the river Thames in London.

However, just when Pansy was going to walk to the new black market entrance opened by the Dark Spirit Pavilion Fairy, she suddenly felt that her sleeve sleeve was pulled.

"Miss Parkinson, please wait."

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