Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Go, go inside! Although it is dark here, there are street lights behind the stone gate in the corner ... be careful of your feet ..."

In the ruins of St. Augustine's Abbey, several staff of the Ministry of Magic were directing the team inside. And maybe to reduce the possibility of being discovered as much as possible, even if the surrounding roads have been cast by a blind spot, the Ministry of Magic has still given up adding lighting here.

Right now, the sky was very dim, and the sunset in Xishan was almost completely gone. And in this run-down monastery, it is naturally a dark one. Although the staff of the Ministry of Magic also specially reminded everyone to pay attention to their feet, the low-pitched voices when they were stepped on toes or directly stepped off the shoes were still one after another.

In particular, Ron's previous step on Ginny's step was almost an omen. Since he followed the team into this dark monastery, he has been stepped on for more than ten minutes. Six feet out.

"Oh ... get out of your hands when you walk, I think my fingernails are about to be cracked! Everybody be careful ... small ..."

Before he could finish speaking, he whispered again, and the wailing sound was trembling with pain.

But Ginny, who was behind him, slaps him on the back, slaps a small mouth and says:

"Don't you say that you're not afraid of getting hurt now? Didn't you say there is any 'self-healing ability'? If you can really heal yourself, it's okay to step on it!

Even though she said so on her mouth, she just grabbed Ron's back with her hands just after she patted him, pulling him back slightly in front of her.

At the same time, she could not help muttering:

"Don't follow so tightly if you don't want to be stepped on! You arch forward so hard that you don't blame anyone on your toes!"

"Oh ... Ginny, thank you ..."

Ron had just turned back in front, and wanted to thank him with a look of emotion. But in the darkness, Ginny glanced at him vaguely, then squeezed Harry's arm around him and squeezed to the side, as if he was abandoning Ron.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't care about you! If you care, you only care about me, Harry. I just don't want to listen to you crying in front of you, noisy!"

Ron heard this and couldn't help crying and turning his head, sighing at Fred, who was walking on his right.

"Look! You just said that Ginny should be better with me now, but you see it"

With so much emotion, the bitterness on his face disappeared quickly, but a smirk expression appeared. Fred looked at his smug look and made a face at him.

"Come on," he whispered. "Ginny has Harry, but what about you?"

"Oh, all right!" Ron pursed his lips and pondered, "I'm not alone in our family! Charlie and Bill are still alone! Ah yes, and Percy"

"... I have a girlfriend."

Cold, Percy's voice came out quietly from the left.

"Well, at least before falling asleep ... I'm going to look into Spiral Town after a while! Penelo's home is near Diagon Alley, and it may already be inside now!"

"Uh"

Yes, after mentioning Percy himself, Ron also remembered the summer vacation when Ron was in their sophomore year. Percy wrote a letter to that girl in her room all her vacation. Feelings are very hot.

It's just that it's been so long now. Is the girl who was still Ravenclaw-level in the past still concerned about Percy, who hasn't heard of her soon after graduation?

Oh! At least from the past few years, the other party has never been to the Burrow and can see that Percy's old relationship is a bit hangy!

"Okay," Ron frowned, but shrugged in the end. "Percy doesn't count, then Bill and Charlie are they right?"

"Bill seems to have been communicating with a girl?" George not far away suddenly turned back, frowning, "I heard that his pen pal is still a passionate and active French girl!"

"Oh no"

Ron couldn't stand it this time.

"Bill had some girls pursuing him at first, but all of them were rejected by him. I thought ... I thought ..."

"Why?"

Seeing Fred's expression, Ron realized immediately that he could never say any more. Otherwise, all the asylum seekers here should have known about the incident that he liked earlier.

"No, don't look at me like this ... nothing! Is it okay to shut up?"

The words didn't end, Ginny behind him grinned, while muttering:

"It's long overdue!"

Just as the Weasley brothers and sisters were laughing in the crowd of black gurgles, Hermione, who was behind the team, seemed a little silent.

Of course, she didn't have any opinions about Ron's fun. On the contrary, she is very happy to see that everyone is still so cheerful after experiencing so many difficult times.

However, somehow she was at a loss as to what should have been a relaxed atmosphere.

Previously, she was busy helping patients to transfer, but now it is taken over by the Auror and Black Wizard strikers dispatched by the Ministry of Magic. Not to mention her, even Harry and Neville need not bother.

And this should be a good thing for them. After all, it is a very stressful task to transfer those patients who cannot follow the manifestation!

"Is it because of a sudden break in my busy life?"

Hermione silently pondered about ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, then shook her head as if she understood something.

"No, not only that ... it's time to settle in the new town, and it looks like there shouldn't be anything wrong with us ... is it because of this?"

Honestly, although Hermione has always worked hard, not all of them are for others, for Maca and friends. In her efforts, there is still a subconscious existence that holds destiny in her hands.

At present, Haierbo ’s problem is still unresolved, but she has no way to intervene. Even if Maca allows it, she probably wo n’t allow it because she knows she does n’t have the ability to face Haierbo.

Obviously, the feeling of not being able to control your own destiny, but leaving it to others, is undoubtedly very disturbing.

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help shaking her head so hard that her long curly maroon hair flickered.

"Maca, I believe you ... yes, that's right! I believe you ..."