Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"... Like, it's really like it, especially the back."

Old Victor sat on the floor in a corner of the hall, holding his long-empty hip flask in his hand, and rubbing involuntarily.

To be honest, he didn't want to recall the previous conversation now, he didn't want to at all.

But no matter how he tried to give up thinking, only the figure of Sinista still wandered in his mind for a long time.

In fact, the old Victor also didn't understand it a bit--doesn't everyone say that time often dilutes everything? Why has it been so long, but I still can't let go?

To this day, he can still clearly remember the night of Greenwich Park, the beautiful starry sky that was extremely rare in London at the time.

And under that twinkling galaxy, the young he knew the same young and beautiful Aurelia, the innocent girl who had changed most of his life.

He still remembers that Aurelia was wearing an ordinary felt trench coat and a simple wide-brimmed hat on her head that night, and was no different from the women of that era.

But on the face under her bonnet, there are already few women who have experienced the secular wind and rain.

After the old Victor saw it, the innocent face illuminated by the faintly identifiable stars ... As long as he wasn't paying attention, he remembered it all his life.

Now think about it, in the misty city of London that was able to bathe in the starlight, maybe that was the first time he encountered magic in this life, right?

"Sleep!"

Putting the empty jug in his arms into his arms, Old Victor was about to shrink to the floor next to him and make up for one night. By the way, let Sleeping Dream to clean up his uncontrollable thoughts.

But at this moment, a deliberately light footsteps suddenly came from the side door of the hall, let old Victor turn his head subconsciously and glanced.

Oh, it's the little girl who does things neatly.

He didn't expect that the other party was looking for himself, so he just glanced over there, and folded his clothes on the floor and curled up.

But before he closed his eyes, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally he had a pair of feet in front of him.

"Mr. Victor, I have something to tell you about Professor Sinista."

"Ok?"

Old Victor didn't move much on the ground. He just turned his head slightly and looked up.

"what's up?"

He looked a little indifferent.

In fact, for the old Victor, everything is over. After leaving that year, Aurelia returned to the magic world and spent the second half of her life with a wizard ... and it is said that she was happy.

What else can he say about this old man? After all, it's too late to say anything.

So the old Victor could only decide to let go of all his persistence so far, and then go back to the Muggle world with his son, waiting silently for the end of this boring life.

However, Hermione rushed to the old Victor all the way, and naturally she would not dispel her thoughts because of the old man's enthusiasm.

"Teach her ... I mean, Aurora Sinista, she's your daughter."

"My daughter?" Old Victor heard the words, hesitated for a moment, but then quickly shook his head. "Maybe ... well, but forget it ... what do you want to say?"

"Say she's your own daughter," Hermione leaned down and said earnestly, "I know what you're thinking, but the professor she lied to-Sirius once was a classmate with her, and he said that the professor has never been I lived with my father and grew up with my mother! "

"Mr. Victor, do you understand? Professor Sinista has never had a father in the magic world."

"never before--"

After hearing Hermione's words, Old Victor repeated it in his heart stupidly, and then he crept up from the ground.

"Sinista ... Yeah! Sinista ... Why did she follow her mother's last name?" He muttered to himself, "In other words, when she was away, she had another child in her stomach?"

After whispering in a mood, Old Victor finally set his sight on Hermione again.

"So ... then why did she never come to me afterwards? It's been so long ... It's been so long, why ..."

Looking at the surprised old Victor with surprise, Hermione wanted to give him an answer, but she couldn't.

"I don't know." She shook her head slightly. "If you want to know, why not go to the professor directly? I think only she can give you this answer."

"Find her ... Yes, I have to find her ... my daughter, I have a daughter!"

The old man wanted to leave in a hurry, but turned back quickly without taking a few steps.

"Child, do you know where she is? Please tell me ..."

Without a doubt, this is what Hermione has seen since this time. His most polite and polite side-this old man would say "please"!

"Oh, I think the professor should be ..."

She was talking, and suddenly felt a little inappropriate, so she took the lead in front of the old Victor.

"She should be on the sixth floor, but it's quite special at the moment. You can't live alone ... come with me! I'll help you call her out."

To be honest, when she saw Sinista immediately, Hermione was a little bit frustrated.

In the past, Sinista did not let the old Victor know the truth, but now she puts her hands on the ground and tells the truth to the old man directly.

But now that I have said it, let ’s just do “good things” to the end!

Taking Old Victor all the way to the fifth floor, on the stairs leading to the sixth floor, Hermione instructed Old Victor to wait at the corner of the stairs first.

"Is there anything unusual here?"

It was a group of r.a. members who stayed here. They were not at all sloppy when Hermione came over. After reporting the password like Hogwarts, Hermione asked the guards here.

One of the principals of Hitchpatch, who had graduated from Hogwarts, heard the words and slammed his thumb on the stairs.

"Nothing else, just a little noisy above ..."

"What's going on?" Hermione curiously.

Another companion who stayed here came over and said quietly:

"From about three hours ago, Professor Sinista and Little Sarah were more funny than anyone who told a joke, and whoever couldn't help laughing would win."

"Oh! They should find something else to do!" Hermione shook her head helplessly. "Well, I'm going ahead. After a while, everyone changes classes and remembers to take a good rest."

Having said that, they walked through this group of five and boarded the sixth floor of Saint Mungo.

As soon as she got upstairs, she saw that the Ravenclaw elementary girl named Sarah was sitting next to the training team with a faint face, and she spoke dryly to the opposite sinister tower:

"Professor, do you know why we haven't had good luck recently?"

But before Sinista had time to answer, the two of them saw Hermione coming up the stairs.

"Miss Granger, come this evening ... what happened?"

Sinister was obviously a bit worried about what was going on below. Although Sarah on the side had been watching the refining team and knew that there should be no accidents, she also followed Sinista and looked over. .

"Oh, nothing ..."

Hermione paused a little hesitantly, but the quill that she kept clasping in her hand gave her the strength to continue.

"Well ... that's actually the case," she continued, "Professor, I'm sorry ... I told you old Mr. Victor without your consent."

"Oh?"

Sinister's expression didn't change abruptly as Hermione imagined. She just remained silent for a while, then nodded slightly before long.

"Really ... how much did you say?"

"Uh, professor?" Hermione said unexpectedly, "You ... don't you blame me? I ..."

But Sinista didn't let her finish, but reached out to signal that she could not say these blame or blame first.

Hermione paused for a moment before she said silently:

"I said everything ... including the fact that you are his biological daughter, and that you have never had a father. Then, now Mr. Victor is waiting for you on the corner of the stairs below ..."

After listening to Sinista, he could not help but nodded again, his eyes were full of inexplicable depth.

"I see," she said quietly. "Since that's the case, there's nothing you can do about it."

As he talked, Sinista got up from her chair, and after hello to Sarah's head, stepped slowly towards the stairs behind Hermione.

Her steps seemed as if each step was extra heavy, as if there was an inexplicable force holding her back.

But as soon as Sinista passed by her, Hermione glanced silently at her face.

She wanted to check if the other person was angry with herself, but who knew that what she saw at this moment turned out to be a calm smile.

Suddenly, Hermione wanted to speak to Professor Sinista, and asked why she was laughing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But she opened her mouth, but she still couldn't make a sound.

It wasn't until the other side went down with a footstep that Hermione exhaled softly.

"Do you know why we haven't had good luck recently?" Sarah, who was opposite, suddenly asked again.

"what?"

"Because it's 'good luck'! It's never going to meet us so badly, doesn't it?"

Hermione looked at Sarah with a blank expression, before she said:

"What is this? Is it a joke?"

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