Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() The night was getting dark, and it was raining outside the castle. The rain alone is actually not big, but in the recent fierce wind, the dense rain curtain has become surprisingly irritable.

Occasionally one or two branched blue lightning flashes through the clouds in the air, and the dull thunder circled around the open space, beating the agitated heart.

At this moment, on the eighth floor of the castle, in the Gryffindor common room, the door to the student dormitory quietly opened, and a slightly thin figure crept out.

The figure, almost drowned in the darkness, looked a little hesitant. After stepping into this unmanned common room, he looked back at the stairs a little uneasily.

But after a moment of stubbornness, he turned around decisively, and walked towards the door, feeling dark.

The portrait holding the doorway was naturally closed, but the figure didn't seem too worried. After gently pushing the portrait away slowly, he flickered out of the gap immediately.

Looking back, the fat woman on the canvas was still asleep quietly, making a thin snoring sound, and seemed to be sleeping well.

Push the portrait up again gently. After confirming that it is correct, the man quickly walked to the corner against the wall, and left the corridor shortly after.

On the other side of the corner is a promenade abutting the outer wall of the castle, on one side lined with medieval metal armor standing quietly at the root of the wall, and on the other side is a window hole more than one person tall.

If the weather were good, you can see the beautiful night view right in front of the castle if you look out from here. But today is a stormy night. Although the protection of magic prevents the rain from coming in, it is not easy to see the situation outside.

In fact, when the stars and the moon are all covered by clouds, the window hole is completely dark outside. This also makes the hallway as dark as it would be, if it weren't already for the castle.

Suddenly, a sturdy lightning climbed quickly in the high sky outside, and the bright thunder gave the dark corridor instantaneous clarity, and at the same time, the figure who was walking quietly was fully exposed.

It was a student wearing a Gryffindor robe, and her long hair revealed her gender, and her delicate and small side face directly indicated her identity.

"... Speaking of, when did you last violate this school rule?"

The little witch named "Hermione Granger" pursed her thin lips, as if recalling some good memories, and smiled slightly red.

It was when she and the "Maka McLean" met here, and that was also the closest she was to him.

"Seems to be seen by Snape and Harry!"

The lightning had disappeared silently, and the endless darkness drowned her body again, followed by the loudest thunder since the night.

Hermione continued to advance in the dark, and that time she almost knocked down the armor, then this time she would not make that mistake again.

She walked forward by touching the wall on the other side of the window hole, because she was familiar with it. After passing a corner again, Hermione's destination was almost there.

After walking a distance further, Hermione pulled her wand out of her sleeve-she knew the benefits immediately after seeing Maca doing this.

Perhaps her awareness of the crisis surrounding her environment is not as strong as that of Maca, but she can always do the right thing.

"Fluorescence flickers."

Between the opening and closing of her lips and teeth, the spell sounded extremely slightly, a little light dissipating the darkness, making the corridor where she was a little clearer.

That's right, not far away. Hermione walked two steps quickly, and came to the giant tapestry with a monster stick and a stupid Napa, and on the other side was an ordinary white wall.

When discussing with Maca, she should choose a place to serve as a training site for the defense of black magic. Maca told her this place.

Marka said that there is a hidden room here, which can provide the most suitable arrangement for those who need it. And it is said that few people know this place, it sounds like a good training place.

But before that, Hermione wanted to take a look at this place first.

Although she told herself, it was to check the condition of the room in advance. But in fact, she came overnight, with a more private thought.

"I walked back and forth through the white wall three times, focusing on the place I needed ..."

Hermione walked forward while silently meditating, stopped in front of the empty classroom window at one end of the white wall, then turned back and walked back, and then returned in the large vase at the other end.

When she turned around for the third time, a rectangular outline appeared on the white wall, and it quickly stood out under her gaze.

She stepped forward without hesitation, reaching for the copper handle on the door, and twisting it gently. With a click of the lock tongue, the door was opened smoothly.

This is where Maca tells herself. Since it was introduced by Maca, there must be no problems.

She immediately strode in and walked in, and took the door with her.

However, after seeing that the doorway on the wall was closed, it quickly integrated into the wall, and soon disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as she walked into this wonderful room, Hermione's relaxed face stopped immediately. Nothing else, just because the scene here really scared her.

To be honest, she had already guessed too much here before deciding to come early. But she never thought that the moment she saw it, she was afraid that she might have gone wrong.

Yes, another "private" reason for Hermione to come here is to take a look at "Maca's Room".

In the outer corridor just now, what she thought in her mind was not "a place to train a black magic defense", but "a room often used when Maca came here".

But here, the first thing that came into her view was a horrible stone statue that lay horizontally and vertically!

These stone statues all look very delicate, each one seems to be a masterpiece of a highly skilled carving artist. Most of them have different postures, standing or lying down, or kneeling or lying down, and the expressions on their faces are even more different.

But they both have two things in common.

One is a werewolf who has been transformed, and each hair on his body is clearly identifiable; the other is that although the expressions on his face are different, fear is always present in the same place.

If you are suddenly in a place full of scary sculptures, everyone will be taken aback, not to mention that these statues are too realistic ...

"... No, is this ... the real werewolf?"

After all, if you want to say that all these are only stone carvings, what do people think of carving such a large stone statue? At least Hermione couldn't imagine it.

What's more, it should be the room used by Maca. That's right--because she found a large desk behind the stone statue, and the astonishing mess on the desk was almost the same as that in the study of Black's old house. Any difference.

And beside that desk, there was a row of operation consoles for preparing potions, which made Hee more sensitive and confident.

"These statues ... what happened?"

Hermione hesitated a bit, then hurriedly walked in the middle of the "statues" with some trembling, and came to the back half of the room with a hint of doubt.

"Sorry."

Hermione apologized embarrassingly at the backrest behind the desk, then picked up the information on the desk and flipped it up.

She believed that Maca wouldn't mind her sneaking in—at least the Maca she knew wouldn't be embarrassed by her.

Because she couldn't understand anymore, that gentleman of the same age as her was named "Maka McLean".

Besides, she is not here just to know more about each other? Hermione believed that even if she saw something more terrible now, she would never misunderstand Maca again.

The so-called "really powerful, can change the views of others."

Dumbledore used his strength and fraternity to admire the world; the two generations of the Dark Lord also used their own strength and evil to scare the world ...

However, Maca used his strong peace and gentleness to finally let the people around him emerge from his heart and trust him.

After Dumbledore's death recently, this was revealed silently without even Maca himself.

"... What's all this?"

Looking at the desk for a long time, Hermione's face was full of frustration-because she found that only a small part of the information in it was barely understandable.

"Rule runes? What is that?"

In fact ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The information here is already a relatively useless part for Maca. Except for some of the calculations of rune arrays, which he put here recently during his testing here, most of the rest are left over from the previous school days at Hogwarts.

The information Hermione can understand is actually that part of the calculation of potions.

Putting the documents back on the table, Hermione walked over to the potion preparation table on the other side, and then she saw a row of five unusually tall brown potions cabinets.

These cabinets were close to the wall and looked through the glass doors of the cabinet, which were stuffed with various potion bottles inside.

"Ah," she paused as she walked past the cupboard in the middle. "The gray bottle ... was the warming agent that Marca had given me at the time? Remember, I felt thirsty as soon as I drank. He drank a big pot of tea together in the library! "

In the Room of Requirement, this younger girl, who was more beautiful than that year, recalled the original delicate and beautiful little by little.