Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! It is Christmas Eve the night after the little wizards return home.

Maca and a group of children were sitting at the kitchen table in Black's old house, looking out at the dark window outside, and the huge snowflakes were falling slowly.

The kitchen tonight is decorated with various Christmas decorations.

Seven colorful ribbons fluttered randomly under the ceiling, or red or white bubbles were scattered all over the place, and a Christmas tree with a cupboard crooked on the top was stuck in the corner of the fireplace, and a song gently The Christmas song came to everyone's ears softly.

On this important day, Maca cast a muffled curse on the portrait of Sirius' mother, lest she cursed her to destroy this rare atmosphere.

The children sitting on Maca's right-hand side remained silent, but at least they seemed to be interested in today's kitchen, and they glanced around from time to time.

Incidentally, the werewolf sister Lenny is here too! Yes, no matter how you look at it, she can only be regarded as one of the so-called "kids".

"Why Maca, why didn't you start? Lord Leni can't wait!"

She has been saying similar things since early in the morning. Leina, who is always used to this baby sister, will give her something delicious or fun every time-that can make her pause for a few minutes.

But Maka is not Lena. How can there be that patience to appease this little girl?

Seeing that he was just staring at the dark window, knowing why he couldn't help his Lenny, he hurriedly ran towards the interior of the kitchen.

Just then, the wooden door of the kitchen was gently pushed open from the outside, and Lupin and Montonguez walked in from the outside.

Not many people stay here tonight, because no matter what, homeless people are always in the minority.

Maca's school sister Charlotte Witt can actually be counted, but this time she stayed in Hogwarts. I heard that she is preparing a class with Professor Sprout, and maybe she will be a professor assistant in Hogwarts in the near future.

Of course, although she is working hard in her own way. But Maka guessed that most of her could not be a professor, because her grades were actually average.

"Maca, Sirius has passed?" Lupin asked casually as he sat down at the table with Montonguez, "I don't seem to see him."

Marka turned back and smiled slightly.

"Yeah, it's over," he replied, "he said he was going to surprise Harry, and let me see ... hey, he really intends to do a good job for his parents."

"It's not a duty, it's not a 'task' for him." Lu Ping shrugged. "He's more enjoying it-enjoying the feeling of being a father."

"He's not planning to get married at all?" Said Maca, thinking for a moment, "just by his face, can you capture the hearts of many women? How can he be willing?"

Lupin could not help laughing out of hearing.

"Haha ... he wouldn't care," he paused, seeming to remember something, remembering, "but seriously ... the girl from the United States seemed to mean something to him. "

"Abigail?" Marka said plainly, "I think so, but she and her sister are going back together, and maybe they won't come back here again ..."

"It's a pity." Lu Ping spread his hands, but then cried and laughed, "Hey! I don't think it's right to say this to you ... I said Maca, when will your appearance catch up with you Precocious heart? "

"Oh-" Maca leaned innocently on the back of the chair and stretched her waist. "Don't count on it, probably ... hhh ... probably won't be able to catch up in a lifetime."

While Lupin and Maca were chatting casually, Montonguez on the side couldn't help but secretly took out his cigarette, it seemed to be taking this opportunity to secretly grab two more mouthfuls.

"Hey, Dunge!" Lu Ping patted the cigarette in his hand and glared at him. "How many children are there! Don't take your stuff out and burn it."

"Oh, don't do that! Isn't it a bite?" Muntonguez picked up the cigarette again from the ground, and after a moment of hesitation he finally reluctantly shoved it back into his dirty pocket. .

"Don't complain," Maca waved her hand, said angrily. "Today is Christmas for the children. Are you going to smoke Santa with your scorched smelly leather boots? Are you really like that? If you want to smoke, I'll hang you upside down under the eaves for you to smoke alone! "

"Oh, I know ..." Mondungus said with a smile, "I still want to stay and eat turkey! Besides, it's too cold outside, and I can't hold my cigarettes!"

At this time, Lena, who had finished the last meal in the kitchen, came out with a large dinner plate, and behind her sister Lei Ni, holding fried chicken legs.

"It's okay, I'll put a strong permanent paste spell on you!" Lupin said, then stood up and said loudly, "Then, let's start quickly!"

"Okay?" Maka asked Lena, and when she saw her nodded, she clapped her palms.

In a blink of an eye, a wide variety of Christmas delicacies appeared on the long empty table. The hot air was rising from the plate, and the aroma was overflowing, and everyone couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Listen to Lena, you have been dining in separate plates these days?" Maca looked at the children and said, "I will take whatever I like, tonight, if anyone walks out of the door, I will have a belly. It's not tumbling, but I won't let him go—you know what? "

The children nodded silently, and began to add food to the plate in front of them.

"Well, it still works for you ..." Lu Ping looked helplessly at these children.

"Give them more time!" Maca said, and glanced at Lainie again. "Although I don't expect them to become as unscrupulous as her, I believe they can still be recovered to some extent. Some are of their own character. "

At this moment, Leni, who was "unscrupulous" in his mouth, was holding two large chicken legs, swallowing openly from side to side, eating with a greasy mouth.

"Lenny, don't just eat meat! Eat more vegetable salad!" You can see that Maca's mood is pretty good today.

This Christmas Eve dinner has been eating for more than two hours. During this period, each child listened to Maca's words and could not eat anymore. Although they have not done it centered on their own wishes, at least they have really eaten a meal because of this.

After the meal, Maca was holding a glass of fragrant eggnog, and began to ponder the journey after that.

As for the children, after a little rest and the elimination of their children, they went back to bed one by one.

"Wake up early tomorrow and come to the Christmas tree to get presents, remember?" Lupin shouted behind them, "Santa will be secretly placed by the fireplace at night, everyone has it!"

After returning the children to the upstairs room, he came back down and sat back in his chair.

Tonight is a rare rest day for the Order of the Phoenix. Although there is only one night, this is enough for everyone to relax the nervousness that has always been tight.

"It's been a while since I was so laid back. I forgot how time was passed when I was okay ..." Lu Ping shook his head slightly and took his cup with a grin.

"How do you pass the time?" Marka quipped, "Isn't it enough to stay in the screaming shack with a few throats?"

"That's more than that!" Lupin remembered for a moment, "Although the memories after the transformation were always vague, I still vaguely remember some of them-James and Sirius will always become Animagus form, and Fighting while accompany me. And Peter's guy just narrowed his eyes and watched. "

"That sounds good," Maca nodded. "If you want me to say, you can--"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the wall on the side of the kitchen. And the next moment, a translucent figure actually came out of the wall ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ ghost? Said Maca, wondering, "Who are you?" "

Blake's old mansion had been cast with audacity and loyalty, and no one could find this place without the permission of the secret man, Maca-not even a ghost.

"Who am I?" The white, translucent guy glanced blankly, a little stupidly, "I'm John Crich ... this living friend, can you tell me where this is? ? "

"Where?" Marka frowned. "Don't you know where you are?"

"Oh ... sorry," Ghost John apologized, "I'm always lost ... I'm really sorry!"

"John Crich?" Lupin seemed to think of something, and couldn't help thinking about it.

"Don't think about it!" Smiled Monton Goss Haha next to him. "He's the John on Christmas Eve, hahaha ... Are you looking for a way home?"

When Mentonguez mentioned it, Lupin immediately looked stunned.

"Well, isn't it!" Ghost John sighed. "Without the directional spell, I definitely can't find it ... even if I'm no longer afraid of getting stuck in the wall ..."

"Directive curse?" Macar said curiously. "What's the matter? You all seem to know?"

"Yeah! He's been lost all his life," Lu Ping said with amusement. "It was like this before my life. I didn't expect it to be like this after my death. Mr. Crich, I think you should go there!"

"Oh, thank you! Kind sir ..." Ghost John thanked him, and then fluttered to the opposite wall, "... Yes, I wish you a Merry Christmas!"

Maca watched him drift away slowly, her face blanked. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.