Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Wait-go back-wait a moment-say again!"

Hermione's increasingly exaggerated lips did not make Hermione and Hannah immediately understand that it was impossible for those two people who were not capable of understanding to make them read the lips.

"I'll go and tell them," Ginny shook her leg, jumped off the stool, and walked over there. "And Michael's stupid man, really ..."

She muttered dissatisfied as she hurriedly walked towards Ravenclaw's table. While passing by with Hermione and Hannah, she stopped by the two "stupid eggs".

Harry subconsciously fixed his eyes on Ginny's back.

"Well ... she should be upset about the Umbridge notice today, too?" Harry thought involuntarily, "that Michael ..."

Probably because of knowing that Ginny started falling in love from Hermione, Harry suddenly felt that some emotions were unclear.

The emotion was quietly breeding in his heart, making him irritable.

"what--"

In order to eliminate this inexplicable irritability, Harry involuntarily chose to look away from Ginny.

"Hermione is right. I have always ignored Ginny. Now that Ginny has made her own choice, what qualifications do I have to disturb her?"

The conversation between Hermione and Ron in the quill store that day, Harry actually heard it. Hermione spoke a few words so loudly that he was not deaf, how could he not hear?

"No, this is not the time to think about it—" Harry shook his head and reminded himself secretly, "Voldemort is staring at Hogwarts, where is there room for me to think?"

He turned his gaze back and refocused his attention on discussions with the two partners.

"... Everyone is there, I have seen it, there are no informers." Hermione looked grimly, "Although this is a good thing, at least everyone can still maintain mutual trust ... But, in In a way, this can be considered a bad thing. "

"Yeah ..." Ron said distressedly. "Where is the source of Umbridge's information? It feels terrible to understand nothing!"

"We haven't seen Umbridge until now ..." Hermione frowned. "You have to see her first. Anyway, it's always necessary to see if she has changed."

"Who knows where she is?" Harry said dumbly. "Maybe she hasn't returned from the Ministry!"

"No," Hermione shook her head. "At least the notice below must have been brought back by Umbridge. If she was absent, who should be given the application for restoration?"

"In this case ... I bet Umbridge will definitely go to the magic history class in a while," Ron whispered. "She has already listened to everything except Professor Bins' class! Since she is still advanced Investigator, can't you miss an investigator? "

However, Ron guessed wrong.

When they ran out of breakfast and hurried to the classroom of the history of magic class with other students, they did not see Umbridge.

According to the past few times, when Umbridge was attending the lectures of other professors, he would always be impatient to sit at the back of the classroom and open the writing pad before class.

But when Professor Bins slowly walked across the blackboard again and floated behind the podium to start the lecture, Umbridge still showed no signs of appearing.

Today, Professor Bins seems to want to continue to talk about the history of the ancient giant wars. Except that Hermione could still calm down to listen to the lecture, neither Harry nor Ron had any interest in attending the lecture.

Before they could not listen to Professor Bins's history of magic class, and now they were filled with mess, and they were even more unable to listen to it.

Harry scribbled on the blank parchment, scribbled out some of the magical difficulties of the curse, and then pointed his nib on the paper, thinking absently.

Just as he managed to calm himself down and immerse himself in the problem, Hermione pulled Ron's arm away and reached out to push him.

He didn't respond, but the trouble in his heart returned.

Every time, no matter how many times Hermione and Ron shoved, he didn't want to respond. Because he knew he was feeling very sullen now, and he had to calm down again to talk to them normally.

But at that moment, he suddenly felt that Hermione had been slammed by Hermione, causing him to shrink in pain.

"What?" Harry couldn't help but angrily.

Hermione and Ron pointed out the window together, and Harry turned around immediately, but now a white owl was standing on the edge of the narrow window sill, staring at him silently through the glass.

"Is Hedwig?" Harry said strangely.

Near that window, several classmates also pointed to Hedwig outside, and seemed to be discussing something about the owl in a whisper.

Harry glanced over the podium, and Professor Bins buzzed about history as usual, and there weren't many students in the classroom doing most of the things.

Harry paused, then leaned down, squatted down to the window, and carefully opened the window.

He thought Hedwig would stretch out his feet as usual, ask him to remove the letter, and then fly back to the shack above the tower. But this time, as soon as the window was opened to the proper width, it immediately jumped in and wailed.

"Oh--"

Harry turned around quickly, glanced angrily at Professor Bins, and was relieved when he didn't notice it now. Then he quickly stretched out his arm, allowing Hedwig to stand on his arm, and then slid the cat back to the seat again.

"What happened to Hedwig?" Ron asked, surprised, looking at the owl.

Harry lowered his head when he heard the words, and then he finally showed up, Hedwig's feathers were a mess.

"Look! It's shaking--" Hermione pointed at Hedwig. "And its wings, it doesn't seem right ..."

Harry wanted to touch his wings subconsciously, but he just jumped in shock as soon as he hit them. Immediately, all of his feathers exploded, and his bright, bright eyes glanced at Harry in blame.

"Harry, it's been stopped!" Hermione said rather uneasily. "Did you ... send a letter to London? Did you mention our plan?"

"No, not London, Sirius. We occasionally talk about the situation ..." Harry frowned. "But I haven't written anything too specific?"

He was wondering, but Hedwig reached out and pecked several times.

It was obvious that he wanted to get the letter as soon as possible, and Harry couldn't even bother to think about it, and immediately reached out to unlock the letter.

"Hedwig, has this letter been seen?" As he fetched the letter, he looked at Hedwig and asked.

But Hedwig shook her head decisively.

"What's going on?" Harry said in surprise.

However, even if the owl can understand the meaning of the wizard, it is still impossible to speak. With a whisper of "cooing", Harry gently spread the stationery in front of him.

"Oh my God!" Hermione, who had just joined Ron, whispered a glance.

On the crease-filled stationery, only two words were scribbled:

"Minos" "Dangerous"

The dark red handwriting could not help but equate with the blood, which is why Hermione was so scared to whisper.

"Where is he now? No, no, what have you talked to him about?" Hermione said nervously, and suddenly paused again. "No, no, this is not the time to say this, I think we have to do this first. Tell Maca ... "

"Professor Bins!" Harry nodded, and then shouted without hesitation, turning the whole class back. "I don't feel well."

Professor Bins raised his head blankly, and then slowly widened his eyes as if surprised by the fact that the entire classroom was full of people.

"Not ... comfortable?" He repeated Harry's words in confusion ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yes, very uncomfortable! Harry hid Hedwig behind his back, still firmly in his mouth. "I think I have to go to the school hospital to have a look!" "

"Uh ... ah! Yes, that's right ..." Professor Bins's translucent body fluttered, expressing his helplessness to the greatest extent he could, "School Hospital ... Yes, it's time to go to school Hospital. Then you go ... um ... Perkins? "

Harry didn't care if Professor Bins had never figured out who he really was, he just knew he should act now.

As soon as he left the back door of the classroom, Harry put Hedwig on his shoulder and hurried away. It was not until he left the classroom of the History of Magic class that he had time to think about it.

"Remember there is no ancient runic lesson in the first class, so he should be in the office now!"

Harry thought about it and immediately turned back to the stairs ...

"Bang, bang!"

In front of the ancient runes professor's office, Harry clenched his fist and knocked on the door, but there was no response at all. He knocked unwillingly a few more times and then turned around in front of the door.

"What a terrible thing!" Harry muttered anxiously. "Serious situation must have happened to Sirius ... I knew I shouldn't have promised him to hide it, and ... Minos? Danger? what happened……"

He paced back and forth, looking from side to side from time to time, but still there was no Maca.

"... Where will Maca be at the moment?"

Harry thought anxiously, but without any clue. The strong wind outside the window was whistling, and under the gloomy sky, it was gray everywhere. ) Download Free Reader !!