Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

　　 "Hmm... This apple pie tastes good, what does that word say? "Sweet and delicious"? The dense icing has penetrated into every corner of the pie. This taste is really unforgettable..."

　　 Somehow, whenever this "Lord of the Living Dead" appeared, the whole scene would be immediately dominated by him. This is true regardless of the initial negotiation or subsequent cooperation.

　　 Even this dinner invitation tonight, which is actually nothing special, seems to have quietly transformed into a food appraisal centered on him without knowing it!

　　 "...and this pudding, sweet and smooth, melts in the mouth, it is fascinating."

　　 The dark and tall figure of the "Lord of the Living Dead", even if he sits down, is a lap bigger than the average person. However, at this moment, he was holding a silver dinner spoon that was much smaller than his palm, and very gently and carefully scooped up the pudding and sent it to his terrifying mouth. This scene was full of disharmony. .

To be honest, compared to the weird sense of gap between the soft pudding trembling on the tip of the spoon and being sent into the abyss, maybe it is simply replaced with a **** agitating heart, here it is more acceptable. .

　　 "Hornheim?"

　　Safina stared at the other person for a while, couldn't help turning her head to look towards Sarah, only to see that the other person just shook her head without a trace.

"Huh?" Sarah picked up a wooden spoon and held a small bowl of raspberries, and gave it to Safina. "You can mix some hot cheese with it, it tastes good... By the way, get me black pepper. The bottle is on your side. I want to sprinkle some on the fried chicken legs."

"Oh."

　　 Safina took the small bowl and handed over the small bottle containing black pepper without saying anything. She knew that Sarah was trying to make her feel safe, and she continued to see the situation.

　　 But... what should I say?

Since the arrival of the "Lord of the Living Dead", the dinner table that should have gradually become harmonious has suddenly been filled with an inexplicable feeling of stagnation-the three living corpses are naturally instantaneous in the presence of the owner. Restrained; and the human wizards, headed by Hermione, are all confused.

　　 Probably only the instigator himself, eating this, tasting the other, carried out this one-man show-like "food appraisal meeting" inexplicably.

　　 Regarding this, Safina, who had been suspicious because of the recent discoveries, was of course a little uncontrollable-she was not as calm as Sarah!

　　 Fortunately, even if her heart is about to become a mess, she can't do anything, so she can only bear it. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Sarah is not worried that something will break out suddenly.

　　 Compared with Safina, Sarah is more worried about her affiliation.

"Is it really so delicious? I actually made the apple pie. I'm also worried that it might have failed... Now a lot of supplies need to be shipped from outside, and I don't know where Bill got these apples. Not very sweet..."

　　 After all these contacts, whether it's Sarah, Safina, or Hermione and others, they have almost determined that the other party should be Maca. This is not only the result of deduction from various clues and traces, but to a certain extent, it also contains an intuitive recognition of acquaintances.

　　 Therefore, from Hermione's words, she can actually hear it. Although the invisible barrier hasn't been pierced on the surface, she has subconsciously treated the other party as Maca.

　　 Well, maybe you shouldn't use the word "gulf" anymore, because it's more like a barrier built by "tacit understanding"... At least that's what Hermione thinks.

　　 Unlike Safina and Sarah, Hermione has never doubted Maca, and believes that each of Maca's actions should have its own meaning.

　　 Although until today, no one seems to really understand what the other person is thinking and what they are doing.

"Really?" Hearing the words, the lord of the living corpses nodded immediately, "Miss Granger, don't worry! This little defect in the ingredients has been completely covered by your superb craftsmanship, they are really It’s delicious...maybe you don’t know. During these days, I would often go to those ruins and small ruins to pick some food to taste, and the things packed in bags taste surprisingly good. But I knew it just after smelling your table of food today. The food in those bags is not worth mentioning!"

　　 "Oh, that should be the ruins of a Muggle supermarket? This disaster...oh, what a pity."

Ron on the side is exceptionally adaptable, and he may have a broken mentality after losing his two legs. Now he can maintain even when facing the lord of the living corpses. Stable heart.

　　Of course, this may also include a part of the feeling of treating acquaintances like Hermione.

　　 "When I was in school, Colin even tried Muggle potato chips! It must be said that it is a bit different from the magical snacks!"

However, at this moment, after hearing Ron’s phrase "It's a pity", everyone suddenly realized that the "living corpse lord" in front of them had stopped stuffing food into their mouths, and gently put down the silver spoon and fork.

"It's a pity... This world should be better, not the chaotic appearance it is now. But don't worry, because what we are doing now is to make this world peaceful again... No, it should be. Better than before. UU Read www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Saying that, he paused for a while, and subconsciously glanced in a certain direction.

　　 "And destroying the devil is the first step towards the future we hope for!"

　　 "So, have you found your next goal?"

　　 abruptly, Delphi, who had been sitting at the corner of the long table and said nothing, suddenly followed his line of sight and glanced in that direction, and then asked:

　　 "I heard you just mentioned something about ‘the harvest of a busy day’... I think that’s what it meant?"

"Oh, smart and careful human girl, your guess is very accurate-as you said, I have indeed targeted our next demon that we can try to destroy." The lord of the living corpses nodded slowly, but very Quickly, he said, "Of course, this is only based on my personal judgment. Whether to implement according to my choice, I need to further participate in the discussion... Look! Are we not'cooperating'? I I won’t deliberately influence your choices."

"Yes, of course," Delphi pursed her lips and looked at him, "but before that, I still want to hear your thoughts... Since you have made a choice, it must be yours. Reasonable, isn't it? After all, you must know more about the devil than we do."

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