Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Oh-time flies when discussing such a passionate topic!" Fred stood up, stretched out, and said to Harry, "while there is still a while before I go back to school, I and George and Lee are going to buy some more 'secret supplies', we'll see you back to school! "

After a lot of discussions, the training time of the Black Magic Defense was fixed at a frequency of once a week.

Although Hermione felt that this was certainly not enough, in fact, the little wizards did not seem to be able to truly associate "crisis" with "responsibility."

To put it plainly, in fact, there is no corresponding awareness.

After all, up to now, they are just a group of half-old children. Without being able to experience the fear at close range, it is obviously unrealistic to make them immediately aware of the urgency of ubiquitousness.

In this regard, the performance of the little lion and the loyal little puppets seems to be more positive than the students of other colleges.

After Hermione announced his dissolution, a group of little wizards stood up in groups, saying goodbye.

"I think ... it's pretty smooth, right?"

After everyone left, Hermione, Luna, Ron and Harry went out of the bar together. The two boys also carried their own bottles of butter beer.

"What's that guy's name ... Zacharias?" Ron complained angrily. "It's a nasty ghost, how can there be someone like him--"

"Indeed, I don't like him ..." Hermione pouted. "But at dinner last night, when I went to Hurchipac's long table to find Ernie talking to Hannah, he heard it. A few words-he was so energetic that he would get involved without saying a word-"

"It's really difficult to refuse ..." Harry nodded and understood. "After all, this thing was originally for the purpose of 'more students to protect themselves'."

"Yeah!" Hermione spread his hands, "How to say that he is indeed a classmate ... he has to take the initiative to join, we really can't say anything. However, the more people involved, the better, like Michael Kona they ... "

"What's wrong with them?" Ron said curiously, "Speaking of which, you are not familiar with those boys? Why did they come?"

"Oh-" Hermione glanced at Ron. "It's Ginny? Don't you know? Michael Kona is in love with Ginny-if not, he and his group of friends would never know this matter."

She had just said this, and Ron, who was carrying a bottle and pouring butter beer into his mouth, was choked instantly, and Huang Chengcheng's liquor was sprayed from his nostrils.

"In love? Who is he with?" Ron coughed hard, then raised his head and said loudly, regardless of the sticky piece on his face, "Ginny? My sister? And the guy with kelp on his head fall in love?"

Perhaps it was because Zacharias who was walking next to Ginny was so swaggering that they focused their attention there. The boy with long black hair on the other side of Ginny was ignored. Already.

"Seaweed?" Hermione smiled twice, and seemed uncomfortable again, and quickly adjusted her expression, "Hey! Ron, don't do this ... I heard that Michael Kona was very gentle with girls."

"When did it start? Ginny how could she--" Ron didn't seem to hear what Hermione was saying at all.

"... probably the end of last year? Remember? At the Christmas ball ... then they found time to date ..." Hermione said indifferently.

As she passed the Literary Quill Store, she stopped and stared brightly at the many delicate quills displayed in the window.

"Oh! I think I should buy a new quill ..." She turned under her feet and walked into the shop happily, and Ron caught up subconsciously.

Behind them, Harry seemed to be thinking about something and didn't follow it; Luna was dazzled by the attention of the elegant and elegant wizard clothing store next to the quill store.

"Hermione, wait-this won't work, you have to tell me in detail!" Ron scowled at the quill shop.

Hermione, who was focusing on those items in the counter, didn't care so much, but just answered his questions casually.

"Which college is he from?"

"Ravenclaw ..."

"How about learning?"

"It's okay. I heard that potions are doing well, and other subjects are not very clear."

"No wonder he looks a bit like Snape ... does he not wash his hair?"

"how could I know!"

Heading a bit for Ron's inability to move, Hermione turned her head and glared at him.

"I don't like him!" Ron said stubbornly. "That kelp wants to be with my sister, but I will never agree with him!"

"Oh, is that it?" Hermione frowned. "But who is in love with Ginny's right! I thought you understood the truth, after all, you used to say to me--"

Although Hermione never really had that relationship with Ron, she was very moved when Ron asked her for a "rejection."

"I ... I understand ..." Ron took a sigh of relief, expressing angrily, "But that's my sister! Our Weasley's favorite sister! Her future, her happiness, Our whole family will be very concerned— "

"Okay ..." Hermione, like a boy, patted Ron's shoulders boldly. "You can do it yourself, but don't be embarrassed because of an impulse!" Your sister's face! "

"I know, of course I know ..." Ron sighed heavily. "I thought ... Ginny always liked Harry! If Harry, our whole family would be very relieved ..."

Hermione looked at Ron sympathetically, and looked at Harry outside the shop door, then shook her head helplessly.

"Ginny used to like Harry, yes, but you look at Harry like that—" She pouted, "If I were, I wouldn't like Harry like that-you know, this day will be Not many girls speak out! "

Before the words fell, Hermione blushed immediately, and hurriedly took a quill out of the copper bowl on the counter, pretending to look closely at the workmanship of the pen.

"Really? You—" Most of Ron's mind was on Ginny's relationship, and he opened his mouth subconsciously.

But before he could jump out a few words, he saw Hermione suddenly turn back and stared at Ron with a scary expression.

"... Uh, haha ​​... You're right, yes, that's it!" Ron kept busy, "Harry is too slow, I think so too ..."

"Huh!" Hermione shook her hair, then shook her boss with a quill. "I'll choose this one!"

After counting fifteen Xike and two Nats and handing them to the boss, she walked directly outside the shop.

"Ron," Hermione turned back until she was out of the store. "It's because of your virtue, that Ginny didn't want you to know that she was dating Michael. She already knew you must be one. Listen to it! So, don't worry about it anymore ... "

"This is really interesting," Ron muttered. "What's wrong with my brother caring about my sister? That kelp is not a good thing at first glance, it's ..."

Along the way, Ron walked along the road in Hogsmeade Village.

...

It's fair to say that Hermione had a lot of worries in mind, but this weekend was quite leisurely. But for Maca, it can only be described as "darkness without day".

As it was confirmed that Greenward had escaped from the Wizarding Prison in Newmongard, Maca would not slack off. In addition to the study of the Bewitching Monument, there are other magic research projects to be carried out one by one.

Therefore, he didn't change his schedule very much throughout the weekend ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ as always buried in a large pile of research materials.

In addition, after sorting out what Dumbledore said, he combined some of the information at hand and came up with a new idea-he wanted to rewrite it!

The book that the future self gave him, although it could be called a "magic book," it also contained a lot of diary-like sections.

It is not so much a magic book as a diary full of penance. "Evil" in the title of the book, I am afraid more of the future self-blame.

And now, according to the "Enchanted Stele", "Gryffindor Sword", "Blood's Blood Curse" and the "unknown floor-to-ceiling mirror" in the tomb mural that he is currently in contact with None of these four things is the source of the disaster.

These things are the real "sin". Compared with the confession in the original book, they are more worthy of recording, more research, and more worthy of the word "sin".

"... Speaking of, what exactly is the Gryffindor sword?"

Maca lay on the desk, using a quill to lightly tap the words on the manuscript paper, and frowned slightly, thinking carefully.

"Remember the Sorting Hat once said that Gryffindor has also gone violently out of control ... According to the information depicted in the mural, the sword is not violently returned ..."

Regarding the Gryffindor sword, although there are records showing that the founder should be a certain ancestor of the fairy-Legnac I. It was forged by Gryffindor that year.

But it was already the eleventh century, and it was ten thousand miles away from the age of vile Hailebo!

"Hmm ..." Maca twisted her sore neck and sighed softly. "The only thing I can reach is I can't even take it. This is really ..."