Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Regarding Maca, Regulus's story should never end in his mouth, that story belongs to both Regulus and Voldemort.

He is not qualified to end the story of Regulus.

One day, when Voldemort returns to the cave in which the false Horcrux is hidden, and takes the last testament of Regulus from it, the story will quietly end in the most appropriate form.

Regarding what was written in Regulus's will, Maca has long lost track of it.

Back down the stairs to the study, Leni jumped up to him in front of him, and lifted the parchment full of words like a treasure.

Maca took a look at the crooked letters on it, and took it in hand.

"Poems of Weng Bidou Stories" is a collection of fairy tales of wizards. Most of the stories collected in them convey positive messages such as "good news, good news, evil and evil news" and "cannot abuse magic".

Because they are all fairy tales, the stories in them are not long. Even if you copy the longest "Legend of the Three Brothers", it won't take long.

"Lenny is ready! Lenny is out!"

The little girl saw Marka pick up, and when she said happily, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"and many more."

"What's the matter!"

Maca waved at her, then returned to her desk and sat down. Although Renee was full of reluctance, she had to move to the desk obediently.

"'Witch's hair heart' ..." Maca looked at Lenny's parchment scroll, and asked, "I asked you to pick a favorite copy, right?"

"Yeah ..." Rainie opened her big watery eyes and nodded.

In fact, in "The Poem Collection of Poems of the Poems", Lenny chose this story as the darkest one. Its purpose is to warn young male and female wizards not to use black magic.

Because the content of this story is too bloody, when the wizard parents read the bedtime story for their children, this story is usually skipped directly.

In this story, the young witch as the protagonist is handsome, rich and intelligent. He believes that emotions are a weakness of the person, so he uses black magic to block all his emotions and prevent him from falling in love with others. .

However, when he was immersed in his "perfect" solitary life, he found that two of his servants were talking about himself: one of them secretly sympathized with him, and the other one was even laughing at him for not even finding his wife .

The witch who felt as if his self-esteem had been trampled on, decided to find a wonderful woman who made them all jealous.

Soon, he was lucky to meet a woman who was both beautiful and rich, and had amazing magical talent.

Although the witch couldn't tell if he liked her, it didn't seem to matter--he just wanted a good wife to make others jealous.

He started trying to please the woman, but it didn't seem to work.

At this moment, the girl spoke--

"I only believe those love words you say when I think you have a heart."

The witch took her to the dungeon of the castle, and showed her a magic crystal box, which contained his beating heart.

But because the heart had been isolated from the body for too long, it had shrunk. And because of the black magic, there are many long black hairs growing on it.

The girl asked the witch to put the heart back where it was, and the witch agreed, and he put the hairy heart back into his chest.

However, this heart has been imprisoned by black magic for too long, becoming reckless and barbaric, and its desire has become fierce and surly.

The witch found that he had to abandon it immediately, or he would take control of the body from the heart contaminated by black magic.

So he took the girl's heart out and tried to replace it with his hairy heart.

But the long-haired heart is already so strong that it doesn't allow the witch to use magic to take himself out. The witch naturally didn't want to be controlled by his heart anymore, so he struggled to pick it out of his chest with a dagger.

As a result, he fell on the girl's body, holding a very different heart in each hand.

"Then you talk about it, why do you like this one?" Maca flicked the scroll of parchment, then looked at Lenny.

Maca thought she would say "because this article is the shortest" or "Lenny just likes to dig out her heart"-Lenny is this character on weekdays and she never likes to think Going too far, Maca didn't expect her to understand anything just by copying it.

Unexpectedly, this time, Leni's reason was not as simple and straightforward as he imagined.

"If Lenny is honest, you can't punish Lenny any more!" The little girl pointed at Maca's nose loudly.

"Say whatever you want ..." Maca nodded. "I will not punish you."

"Because ..." Lainie laughed. "Because the witch seems to be talking about you! Lainique is happy to see him die!"

When Maca heard her words suddenly frowned, she frowned slightly.

To say that he looks like the protagonist in that story makes some sense-he did lose emotion. But that was before he met Rainie, and few people knew he had lost his emotions.

Where did this little girl know?

"Then you talk about it, where am I like that witch?" Marka asked for a moment, after thinking about it.

"Neither you nor him!"

Lenny said, taking a few steps back carefully, it seemed that she had noticed a slight change in Maca's expression and was worried that she would be punished again.

"No heart?"

Maca touched her chest subconsciously, and suddenly realized the real meaning contained in Lenny's seemingly "truth".

Lenny might not say that because she knew where she was, let alone that he really "has no heart."

What she wanted to express was probably that he had always hidden his true emotions.

"Hey! Bumble Maca ..." Lenny stared down at Maca, and stretched out her hand to gently pull the hem of his wizard robe. "You say yes! If you say yes, you don't punish Rainie!"

Seeing her timid look, Maca couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, don't punish you-go play for yourself! Remember not to disturb others, do you know?"

"I see!" Lenny waved her hand and ran out of the study.

Maca leaned on the back of the chair, watching the scroll of parchment in her hand, and gradually fell into meditation.

He was used to camouflage early on, but when he really lost his emotions, he realized more and more that he couldn't live without them.

But the question is, if a person's emotions have been hidden for too long, will there be some kind of unknown mutation like the one described in "The Witch's Hair Heart"?

If the answer is yes, what will happen? Is it a good change or a bad change?

After thinking for a long time, Maca didn't draw any reliable conclusions.

In this world, emotions and emotions are closely linked to magic. If Maca wants to continue to study magic, he will inevitably avoid this complicated and elusive subject.

"Wait! Emotions and emotions?"

He seemed to think of something, quickly took a note from the pile of books in front of him, and lay it down on the table, and carefully examined it.

...

At the same time, the dusty old living room was on the second floor.

"Sirius? What's wrong with you ... all right?"

In the deepest part of the living room, Klitsch was no longer there, but Sirius was still standing in front of the tapestry, stunned.

Harry wanted to ask Sirius to ask some questions, but when he found the back of Sirius here, he immediately saw the lost expression on the other side.

"Huh?" Sirius turned to look at his godson, then shook his head slightly, "Oh, Harry ... I'm fine!"

Harry looked at the tapestry embroidered with genealogy, then nodded hesitantly-he thought Sirius was remembering his childhood.

"You're not on top!" Harry saw the lowest along the tree-like family tree, but couldn't find Sirius' name.

"It used to be on it," Sirius said, pointing to a small black hole in the tapestry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ that seemed to be burnt by cigarettes.

"After I ran away from home, my dear old mother destroyed me-Cleche liked to whisper this story."

Speaking of Klitsch, Sirius glanced subconsciously behind him. There was only a stamp stamped out by the elf's head, and a pool of dusty, wet water stains.

"You run away from home?" Harry said puzzledly.

"I was about sixteen years old ..." Sirius said, "I've had enough."

"Where have you been?" Harry asked, staring at him.

"Your dad's house," Sirius said, revealing the look of memories again. "Your grandparents are very empathetic. They almost treat me as my second son ..."

"Yeah! I stayed at your dad's house temporarily during school holidays; when I was seventeen, I found a place myself!"

"My uncle Alphad left me a considerable amount of gold-he was also cleared from here, presumably for this reason!"

"I've taken care of myself anyway since then ... But Mr. Potter and his wife always welcome me to their house every Saturday."

"But why are you ..." Harry asked euphemistically.

"You mean running away from home?" Sirius smiled bitterly, combing his disheveled long hair with his hands. "Because I hate all of them-my parents are crazy about pure blood, and they believe that as Black's Man, is born noble ... "

By chatting casually with Harry, Sirius gradually freed himself from grief and anger. Just then, a shout suddenly sounded downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Sirius said anxiously.