Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() "Good evening, Miss Becky. It's offensive to be uninvited late at night."

"No, please call me 'Mrs. Longman'." Macka's appellation to her seemed to cause her dissatisfaction. "What are the two of us coming to our couple's house so late?"

"Oh, sorry--"

Maca glanced aside, only to find that her husband hadn't recovered his mind.

"So, Mrs. Longman. Let me answer your question first ..." He paused, calmly, "I am a professor at Hogwarts, and she is the Auror of the Ministry of Magic."

"Auror?" Mrs. Longman listened, alertly.

"Yes, I'm Auror. I think you'd better--" "Tonks."

Maca signaled to Tonks, and then continued: "Please rest assured that we are not here to find out your husband's case ..."

He said, and looked at the empty potions bottles that had fallen on the floor.

"All we need is the source of that potion, and ..." Having said that, Maca stared at each other's eyes tightly, "the details of your husband and wife taking the potion recently."

Mrs. Longman was lying rigidly on the floor, barely able to move her face. Coupled with being attacked by Maca and Tonks late at night, it is reasonable to say that such a weak woman should have panic.

But on her seemingly cowardly face, she did not show her due fear.

"Potion ..." She pursed her thin lips, instead showing a strong temperament, "Are you sent by the Ministry of Magic to investigate this potion ... as long as the two don't embarrass my husband, I I can tell you everything I know. "

"Of course," Maca nodded. "Let's just sit down and have a good chat?"

After all, he waved his wand smoothly, and the chair lying in the corner immediately flipped up and fell behind him and Tonks. After he sat down, he released the curse on the other side.

Mrs. Longman suddenly felt loose, and she managed to breathe, then rushed to her husband with a little flustery, and checked carefully.

Mr. Longman was still lying on the bed, but he could see that the madness in his eyes still existed. Apart from that, there is nothing unusual about it.

"Your husband is okay, I just controlled him with a full body restraint spell." Maca's gaze jumped back and forth on the couple's body, as if in contrast, "Madam, please sit down ... … We do n’t have enough time on our side. When I finish asking all the questions, we will leave without you. ”

The other party heard the words, squinted the corner of his eyes with a sleeve, and finally left his husband for a while, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

"Ask what you want to know!" She said softly.

"Well, the first question is simple ..." Maca pointed her wand at the potion bottle on the ground. "Where did you get this potion?"

"I bought it on the black market."

Mrs. Longman's weak arms were propped on the edge of the bed, her head was slightly lowered, and she looked at the potions bottles which had been emptied, as if recalling something.

"Where?" Marka asked again.

"……do not know."

Mrs. Longman shook her head slightly, and her loose shoulders curled swayingly.

"How could you not know?" Tonks frowned. "Or are you the one who sold them?"

"No, I really don't know ..." The other person looked up, with a bit of pain in his expression, "I can only vaguely remember that it should be somewhere on the black market ... a very dark and humid place ... "

"Okay," Maca waved. "Then ask the second question-as far as I know, when your husband has abnormal symptoms, shouldn't you have been exposed to this potion?"

"Yes." Madam Longman said sadly. "I tried everything and begged for help everywhere, but nothing worked ... I can't save him ..."

"Since you have seen the look of your husband, how did you succeed yourself?" Maca said puzzledly, "It stands to reason that you should respect and stay away from such a harmful potion. Right? "

When the other party heard the words, the confused color gradually emerged.

"This one……"

She frowned and wondered, the more distressed. After a long time, she finally only said "I'm sorry", and her expression became a little hesitant.

"I don't know, I don't know, you ..."

Tonks seemed a little impatient. But this is no wonder, after all, Kingsley is her boss, and she has taken care of her on a weekdays, and her mood has been very heavy recently.

Don't look at her often rough hair in front of everyone, it will always make people laugh, but her heart is actually very slender.

She knew that as a newcomer Auror, she was still inadequate; she also knew that both Moody and Kingsley were very concerned about her growth.

However, as the two elders and officers had happened one after another, the remorse in her heart was almost beyond her tolerance.

"Why ... why wasn't it me?"

Recently, lying in bed every night, her mind kept turning over and over.

She really started to hate herself.

However, the atmosphere in the Order of the Phoenix has always been dignified, and she can't make the atmosphere worse because of her little things.

Therefore, she reluctantly and forcibly herself, trying to maintain the usual kind of detachment, trying to help everyone where she can.

But it turns out that depressed emotions always erupt inadvertently.

"... Speak out what you know! Don't think you can pretend it with a‘ do n’t know ’! How many people do you think are crazy because of this potion! What is your purpose?”

Tonks stood up abruptly, pulled out his wand, and at the same time knocked the other side down, the tip of the wand had hit the opponent's thin neck fiercely.

Mrs. Longman was obviously taken aback by her.

However, instead she calmed down quickly, staring at Tonks's face for a moment, clenching her teeth and not saying a word.

"Tonks!" Marka looked at the tight back and reached out and patted her shoulder gently. "Don't worry, calm down ..."

"How calm you are! Maca, you don't have to worry about seeing you so leisurely along the way--"

Tonks suddenly closed his speech, and seemed to regret his excitement for what he said.

She paused, letting go of her left hand, holding Mrs. Longman's shoulder, and stood up with her head down, but the wand in her right hand became tighter and tighter.

"Don't force yourself too much," Maca patted her shoulder again, smiling. "But then again, the grimace you put on the outside is quite interesting, not worse than your Yirong Magus."

"Ah?" Tonks suddenly turned his head back and looked at Maca stiffly.

"Forget?" Maka chuckled. "Did you make a funny face at that brick cave just as I entered the room just now?"

"what!"

As if remembering something, Tonks blinked.

"Sit down and rest for a while!" Maca pressed her shoulders and let her sit back in the chair before turning her head to Mrs. Longman. "Sorry, it's rude ..."

Tonks was sitting in a chair, stunned, and then she almost didn't listen to the words of Maca and Mrs. Longman.

Because of Maca's words, she remembered the grimace faces she had just dressed outside. Of course, there were no people around her at that time, naturally it wasn't for the purpose of making others laugh.

I'm afraid she didn't even notice it, in fact, she was born that person.

Perhaps during this time, she often forced herself to take some offline actions in order to activate the atmosphere. But the previous grimace was just what she wanted to do.

"Ah ... Kristin and Charles?"

Tonks suddenly remembered his first destination tonight.

I have to say, it doesn't really seem necessary to go there tonight. Important information was easily asked in that strange club, and Maca didn't seem to have planned to gain anything in the potion store from the beginning.

Think of it this way, tonight, Maca took herself to meet Kristin and Charles.

"Don't force yourself too much"-the words of Maca flashed in her mind.

"Is he ... aware of me being reluctant?"

Tonks gave Maca a deep look.

Not to mention the cranky thoughts of Tonks, Maca's side has got some new clues in the Longmanf population ...

"... that is, after that, when you wake up from bed every morning, will you find an empty potion bottle on the floor?" Maca confirmed with a frown.

After Mrs. Longman nodded again, Maca looked at the empty potion bottle on the ground, and looked at Mr. Longman who was unable to move, not knowing what she was thinking.

A few seconds later ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he pointed at Mr. Longman on the bed and said, "What about your husband?"

"A few days ago, I don't know why, he got sick again. I can only tie him like this, otherwise he would smash things around and beat people, and still want to escape ..."

"Really?" Marka heard, raising her eyebrows lightly. "Let me guess ... is there one missing empty potion bottle every morning when you bind him?"

Mrs. Longman froze, then nodded immediately.

"That's right ... how did you know?" She asked, slightly surprised.

Maca didn't answer her question, but calculated it thoughtfully. For a moment, the messy bedroom quieted down, and only a few breathing sounds were intertwined with each other.

After a while, Maca suddenly stood up and walked aside to pick up a potion bottle. He rubbed the clear bottle without any label on his face, and looked a little deep.

"This potion ... is really interesting," he mumbled to himself.