Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

　　 The banquet has begun. It is not very lively, but it is worthy of joy.

All kinds of meals are constantly appearing on the long table, large and small plates are stacked one by one, everyone’s goblet is empty and full, full and empty...At this time, everyone may indeed be all I need such an occasion to relieve the pressure and give myself a little more smile on my face.

　　 Even the living corpses are in fact the same. After all, there is no high-level tribe who can come here today to participate in this dinner.

　　 The ball of light placed over the dining table in the white night shimmered with brilliant colors, reflecting the light of the candles that were lit on the table, and illuminating everyone's faces in their own different colors. After watching it for a long time, even John seemed to feel that the faces of the living corpses that had always been horrified were no longer so unacceptable.

　　 I don't know when it will start, and there is a melodious sound of music in the restaurant, which adds more beauty to the dinner.

　　 "It would be nice if Percy was here too."

　　 Ron didn't say these words, he didn't want to disturb this rare relaxing time for the big guy. But maybe it's because the brothers and sisters have a strong heart! When Ginny on the opposite side saw his stunned expression, she accurately captured Ron's fleeting thoughts as if she had used a mantra of dementia, and then her eyes couldn't help but darken.

However, if only Ron was alone, it would be fine. When the Weasley brothers and sisters almost invariably fell into a depression, how could Hermione and others who have been with the two for so long not know that they are here together? The reason for the gradual departure in the atmosphere?

　　 Emotions can be contagious. Not long after, in the restaurant where the cups and cups were collided and the voices were buzzing, it was deserted again in a blink of an eye. Only the sound of the music that seemed to fly out of the old phonograph still echoed in the hall. It was a slightly cheerful tune, but now it seemed to be inexplicably warm and cold in the ear.

Of course, John, who was sitting together at the table, could not guess the thoughts that were suddenly in Hermione's hearts at this time, but he could also roughly understand the meaning of this silence—something that was lost in this disaster. , And more than Miss Granger and others in front of you?

　　 He was stunned, then subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the main seat, and found that the "living corpse lord" seemed to be thinking about something, but he couldn't understand the other side's expression.

　　 hesitated for a moment, followed by a soft "chi" sound, and John, who secretly retracted his gaze, stood up. When many eyes turned to him suddenly, he owed a little apologetically.

　　 "Let me go to the bathroom."

　　...

　　 John let out a long sigh of relief when he came out of the restaurant. This was not because he couldn't stand the suddenly suppressed atmosphere inside, but because he wanted the "them" inside to think that maybe he just found an excuse to run out just because he couldn't stand the atmosphere.

　　 He needs this excuse to do something...

The corridor was still quiet and empty, just like when he occasionally came to eat in the restaurant these days, but there were also a few different places-standing at the door looking into the depths of the corridor, it was crooked along the way , The footprints of different shades are the traces left by Ron's prosthetic limbs when he went out of control.

　　 "The floor below is probably broken to pieces...what's the matter with those legs?"

　　 John stared at the messy carpet for a while, but then shook his head quickly. Now is not the time to ponder this.

　　 Randomly avoiding some particularly obstructive potholes, John walked forward unhurriedly to make sure his footsteps did not appear suspicious.

　　 There are some paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, all of which are very good works. John is sure they are precious, but fortunately, there are obviously no magical portraits in it, and he won't reveal his actions and whereabouts afterwards.

　　 He admired casually as he walked, until he reached the door of the bathroom, he cautiously stepped lightly and passed by the door and continued to walk forward.

　　 After passing the end of the corridor, Ron’s previous footprints returned here, and the wall facing the corridor was also slightly damaged. John turned a corner and went downstairs, because the magic torch was no longer so dense and the surroundings became dim.

　　 There is the kitchen in front of it, which is "her", John knows very well in his heart. And since the other party has never appeared in the restaurant from beginning to end, and the variety of food has never been interrupted, it means that "she" must be busy in the kitchen! Including now, probably too.

　　 "It's there."

　　 From a distance, John saw the open door in front of him, and there was light from the crack in the door, leaving a stretched silver spot on the corridor with insufficient lighting.

　　 The left foot that he had lifted paused in mid-air, and his right hand touched the handle of the magic wand. For a while, he was not sure if he should cast a Silencing Charm or Phantasmal Charm on himself.

　　 No, to be more precise, what he wasn't sure was if he would be surprised if he casts a spell here... Since he came here, many things that were originally common sense seem to have become unknown now.

　　 hesitated for a while, after all, John let his palm leave the handle of the stick. After all, if he was only discovered in this way, he could still deal with it with the reason of walking around—it seemed that no one had restrained him from the beginning, didn’t it? But if you get caught in the phantom spell, UU reading www. uukanshu. In the case of com, it is not so easy to be fooled.

　　 Thinking of this, he simply let go of his footsteps, and then moved on.

"Ok?"

　　 When passing the crack in the door, John, who was still full of anxiety, couldn't help but startled, because he found that there seemed to be no one in the kitchen?

　　 This time he only hesitated for a while, and John, who had decided not to be so sneaky, had the courage to lean in by the door and glance back and forth a few times.

　　 There is really no one here.

　　 This kitchen is very large, but the stainless steel countertops that were supposed to display many dishes have been mostly empty. All of them were transferred to the restaurant one after another during the banquet and entered everyone's stomach. John actually ate a lot. To be honest, it tasted very good.

　　 It’s just that he has no time to think about the beauty of the food, because the female living corpse that impressed him so much, but now he is not staying in the kitchen, which makes him feel very uneasy.

　　 It's like...like it's possible that in the next moment, "one of the hands" of the other party will stretch out from behind him and gently put it on his shoulder.

　　 Thinking of this, John couldn’t help but turn back—

　　 Fortunately, the dim corridor was still empty except for him.

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