Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Today is October 31st. With the three elites gathered, the Halloween banquet in the evening will be very lively.

What's more, after the banquet is over, it's time for the announcement of the candidates for the Warriors in the Top Three.

Of course, it's too early to say how much.

While everyone was pondering tonight's grand occasion, Maca wandered alone in the dim forbidden forest, holding her wand.

Today's weather was a bit gloomy, the wind was blowing over the forbidden forest, and the leaves were rustling.

Maca walked slowly and slowly in the woods, as if looking for something. He occasionally stopped to listen carefully to the distant movements, trying to discern what was going on.

Gradually, he went deeper and deeper, and finally stopped by a pool of water.

"It should be almost here," he looked around, then nodded gently. "Little guys, come out!"

He took the tin box out of his arms and released the little eight-eyed giant spider inside. Somehow, those spiders seemed smaller than last time.

"Quickly getting bigger."

Maca nodded to the little spiders crawling around on the ground, but saw that they swelled up immediately, almost to the size of a washbasin in the blink of an eye.

No way, these little guys grew so fast that Maca had to cast a shrink spell on them all.

"Everything is ready, today I will teach you how to hunt."

As Maca said, he took another pair of glasses out of his arms and put them on himself-no way, now when he sees these little guys, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Obviously, the blood in their bodies is slowly waking up.

In the forbidden forest, there are many strange creatures, but there are many ordinary creatures in the forest. Maca took the group of nearly twenty washbasin-sized young spiders, centering on the water pond, and lightened her feet in search of prey.

Otherwise, the eight-eyed giant spider is a natural jungle killer! Soon Maca realized that they didn't need to teach them at all. It didn't take long for them to know how to sneak attack on those small animals.

In the end, they even besieged a strong male deer by virtue of their number advantage.

When they were full of flowers, Maca found that he had come to a deep place in the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly, a bush in the distance trembled, and it seemed that something was approaching.

The little ones who were eating immediately left the incomplete deer and quickly moved towards the bush.

Just then, a horseman got out of the bush.

He was clearly startled by the larvae of the eight-eyed giant spider. The bow and arrow in his hand were immediately lifted, and the bow string had been pulled to its fullest.

"Little ones, come back!" Maca called.

When the young spiders heard it, their pace slowed significantly. They looked at the horse in vigilance for a while, then returned to Maca's side.

"Sorry, they are raised by me-can you put away the bow and arrow first?" Maca looked at the horse and seemed to think of something, "Oh, I seem to remember you ... Are you ... Ronan? Or Firenze? "

The horseman hesitated. He looked at the young spiders crawling back and forth, and looked at Maca, and finally put the stringed arrow back into the quiver.

"Yes, I'm Ronan." He nodded. "Who are you?"

"Don't remember? I'm Maca McLean," Maca said. "One night a few years ago, we saw it in the woods-the time the unicorns were killed in a row. "

Horseman Luo Nan nodded immediately: "Ah, yes, I remember-Mars was bright that night."

At this moment, a horseman ran out from the side, causing another commotion among the little guys around Maca.

"Don't worry, they both know me, not the enemy."

Fortunately, these eight-eyed giant spiders with enhanced bloodlines seem to be more intelligent. Although we don't speak human right now, at least we can understand the meaning of Maca's words.

"Quickly shrink."

Maca stretched out her wand, turning the little ones back to the size of rice grains, and returning them to the tin box again.

"I brought these little guys out to learn hunting today," he said. "It's almost time. It looks like it will rain later, and I should go back to the castle."

However, the horseman who appeared later stopped him.

"Wait a moment," Ma asked, "Are you alone?"

"I think, yes." Macarton paused and turned back.

"Davros wants to see you," he raised his head and looked at the sky covered by the canopy, meaningly. "Destiny guides my tribe, and also guides you ... the **** sin end Will die in the world ... "

"Davros?" Marka said for a moment, then suddenly said, "Oh, are your tribal chiefs?"

Horse tribes vary in size, and there are more than one in this forbidden forest. Small tribes can have up to a dozen horses, but large tribes sometimes exceed hundreds.

But no matter the size of the tribe, each tribe will have a patriarch, and the current patriarch will not change candidates if he does not die.

The patriarch of the horse race is often referred to as "Davros" by other horse people.

"Humans, follow me." The horseman reached out to Maca.

Maca thought about it, and quickly followed.

Horsemen have always been mysterious and secretive, and have no good feelings about wizards. This kind of opportunity to visit the horsemen's tribe is rare.

Moreover, the horseman's words just made Maca care.

"The sin that is entangled in blood?" Thought Maka. "Are they talking about me? Or are they talking about themselves?"

He only knew that, in certain situations, if someone said that his bloodline was wrong, he would surely believe it. In fact, he has been thinking about this for a long time. For example, why is his magic flame reaction so fierce when using flying powder?

Following the horsemen's rapid pace, he walked through the forest for a while, and a small horsemen's tribe suddenly appeared in front of Maca.

Around a huge bonfire surrounded by stones, a large number of humble wooden shacks were set up against the stone wall. On the outer edge of the tribe near Maca, there is a circle of simple obstacles bound by sharpened wood, which can effectively prevent the impact of other creatures.

In the innermost part of the tribe, behind one of the largest shacks, a huge deep cave on the stone wall can be seen faintly.

At this moment, many horses in the tribe looked around at the bonfire, and when they saw Maca, their expectations resemble human faces.

"Duffros is inside, please come with me!" The horseman once again reached out to invite, and then took the lead to walk to the largest shack inside.

Luo Nan, who returned with them, only nodded to Maca, and headed back into the forest again.

"Did the Matriarchs get any predictions through horoscopes? What did they do to find me?" Seeing nothing malicious, Maca could not help but secretly wonder ...

...

When Maca was invited to the Horde tribe, the three of Harry were chatting in Hagrid's cabin.

Today, with some careful thought in his heart, Hagrid wore his best, and at the same time, very ugly clothes-that furry brown suit.

Not only that, he also paired it with a checkered tie in yellow and orange.

However, this is not the worst: He apparently tried to straighten his hair and use a lot of things like machine oil. Now his head shone into two bundles--maybe he had planned to tie a ponytail, but he probably found that his hair was too much.

To be honest, this dress is really ... um ... a little out of step with Hagrid.

Hermione stared at him for a moment, then apparently decided not to comment, and she said, "Well-where is the fried tail snail?"

"In the pumpkin field outside," Hagrid said happily, "they are so big they are now three feet long! There is only one problem, they are starting to kill each other."

"Oh, that's terrible, isn't it?" Hermione said, giving Ron a glance at the same time to stop him from speaking.

Ron has been staring at Hagrid's weird hairstyle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ just wanted to open his mouth for a comment.

"Yeah," Hagrid said sadly, "but it doesn't matter, now I've separated them into the box. There are probably only about twenty."

"Ah, fortunately," said Ron. "So, what about those Flober caterpillars last semester?"

"Oh—they're good, they're a bit too fat, and don't like moving very much now." Hagrid said happily. "I have to turn them over every day ... you know, they need to be from time to time Move your bones so you can stay healthy. "

Hagrid's cabin had only one room, and a huge bed was placed in a corner, covered with quilts spliced ​​with rags. In front of the fire was an equally large wooden table and wooden chairs, and on the ceiling above the fire was a large pile of cured ham and dead birds.

At this time, Hagrid started to make tea, and Harry and they sat down at the table.

Soon there was another discussion about the start of the top three hegemony, and it seemed that Hagrid was more excited about it than they were.

"You wait," he said, dancing, "wait and see, you will see things you have never seen before! The first item is ... ah, I shouldn't say that."

"Go on, Hagrid!" Harry, Ron and Hermione urged, but Hagrid shook his head and grinned.

"I don't want to spoil your interest," said Hagrid. "But I promise, it will be wonderful! Let me tell you, those warriors have something to do ... I never thought I could watch in my life. It has resumed in the top three! "

"I can only tell you that this top three hegemony match must be unprecedentedly charming!"

After all, Hagrid couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

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