Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

On a wide, straight street, a large house with a garden is situated there.

At this moment, when the sun sets, the golden light stretches from the street to the side, like a layer of sparkling carpet.

The big house looked a bit old under the eve of Xi Hui, but it was obviously well maintained.

Just then, a man wrapped in a cloak fell from the sky across the broomstick and landed steadily in the garden in front of the house.

“dong dong dong.”

After a while, a rush of knocking on the door rang.

The door was opened from the inside, and a timid house elf came out from the door.

“I am looking for the old Avery.” A young voice came out of the cloak’s hood, with a hint of arrogance in the calm.

“You, please wait…” house elf whispered, and then carefully closed the door again.

It was not long before the house elf came back.

“Which are you…” it is trembling with fear, “If you don’t have an appointment, you can’t…”

Come coldly snorted, push the house elf away and walk straight inside.

“No, no! You can’t… really can’t… the owner said…” The elf hurriedly chased him, but did not dare to make any rude moves, only with a sharp voice, intermittently, intermittently Explain what it is.

Probably because the elves’ movements were a bit big, just as they stepped on the carpet and just walked to the middle of the hall, they walked down the second floor.

“Who are you? I dare to break into our Avery home casually!” This is a young man who looks quite arrogant. He looks at the uninvited guest coldly and asks loudly.

“Nature is me,” the thief pulled off his hood. “Although I have spoken about your name, I haven’t done a formal introduction yet… I’m Marx, Marx McLorne. ”

He easily solved the cloak and threw it at random to the elf who was at a loss.

Under his cloak is a set of exquisite wizard robes that he used to order Basilisk’s materials. Under the setting sun outside the window, there is a faint dark green, which looks quite wonderful.

“Are you father here? Take me to see you.”

The last second is still a little polite, but the next second, but it is an unquestionable tone, people can not understand what his attitude is.

“…”

When Lev Avery saw him, his heart began to grow up – the last time at Macmillan’s home, the lesson really impressed him.

Just in the moment of his ecstasy, accompanied by a short and unhurried footstep, a slick sound came from the building.

“Since it is here, it is the guest…” Old Avery was talking, and the next moment he went downstairs. “Lev, what are you doing there, don’t you ask Mr. McLorne to have a cup of hot tea in the reception room?”

It is said that the old Avery, in fact, is only used to distinguish him and his son, and the age is similar to Ernie’s father. It’s just that his son was born a little earlier, and Lev is still a few years older than Marx.

Old Avery is obviously acquainted with the goods. When he saw the unique wizard robe of Marx, he immediately put his eyes on the light – not only the material is special, but even the style is unusual.

It is often said that a person’s clothing usually represents a person’s identity background, and this is especially true in a pure blood wizard.

“Please!” Old Avery reached out and invited. “Lev is rude on the day, please don’t care… here please…”

Under the leadership of the old Avery, Marx followed the reception room on the side of the hall.

The two sat opposite each other, and Lev sat next to him. After the house elf sent the refreshments, the seemingly casual conversation gradually began.

Although there is no friendship between the two parties, the speculation of one party and the purpose of the other party have made this dialogue quite smooth.

When the invisible interests are in front of you, even if there is only possibility, it will not cause any disgusting heart for the people in the dialogue.

“…As you said, the guts of the Macmillan family are really worth mentioning. It is simply smearing the pure blood wizard family.” Old Avery chuckled. “I don’t know… Can Mr. McLorne disclose it?” , is your family really…”

Marx calmly drank the tea, and the heart finally got around this problem.

“The family I belong to is not worth mentioning, that is, the history is a little longer.” He said that he naturally came out with a mouthful. This is his old line. “But… some small things can still be displayed. Something.”

He said, pulled out the wand and shook it at random.

Suddenly, a black mist emerged from the tip. This time, Avery father and son felt the shock of the soul, but the magic power of the old Avery was more profound. The display of Marx was just a slap in the face.

Lev, who can sit on one side, slammed and slammed, and stood up. He just wanted to retreat, but he was stumped by the sofa behind him, and another ass fell on the sofa, and the whole person was a little soft.

The psychological fear is the root cause of Lev lose one’s head out of fear compared to the soul vibration without any harm.

“This is… Dark Mark?” Old Avery stared wide-eyed, asked the trembling voice.

“Of course this is not,” Marx squeezed a cold smile and said calmly. “But I have to say that I have a little friendship with the Dark Lord…”

Of course, he has a “community” with Voldemort, but this relationship is good or bad, and old Avery has no way of knowing it.

“So…” Old Avery looked calmly, “Dark Lord… is it… is it coming back?”

“Soon things, you don’t have to care about this, you have to remember -” Marx said, holding his elbows on his knees and leaning forward to lean.

“Dark Lord wants to know that when he returns, his old friends are still not around him.”

Although the tone is still very calm, but the meaning of its words, but the old Avery some trembling in fear.

He hesitated, and it took a while to testify: “So, I… what should I do?”

At this point, Marx stared at the old Avery’s eyes with his eyes without emotions. The cold and deep eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, a kind of chilly bone marrow.

After a long time, Marx returned to the sofa and his tone softened again: “This is just a reminder. I am here, a little thing needs you to cooperate.”

To be honest, when the atmosphere subsided again, even with the depth of the old Avery, I couldn’t help but relax.

Was it just a human eye? He felt like he was being stared at by a dementor, and there was no emotion that human beings should have.

“Please say.” Old Avery ordered nodded.

“Remind your friend, don’t put time on trivial matters.” Marx inserted the wand in his hand into the sleeve and said it without lifting his head.

“you mean–“

“Of course Lucius Malfoy, he really thought that the little tricks would make Dumbledore’s position a crack? No, many times to let him play what is gradual, thirteen years, what did he do?” Marx spread the stall , put on an impatient look.

“But why don’t you go directly…” Old Avery hesitated.

“Because your son is not attending school at Hogwarts, do you understand?”

“You and Serverus 1…” Old Avery paused, swallowed the words again. “Yes, I understand, I will go with Lucius.”

“Remember, don’t mention me with anyone before the Dark Lord returns,” Marx said faintly. “If Malfoy asks, you ask him, the diary is still not there-“

Having said that, Marx sneered: “I believe he will understand.”

Later, Marx refused the dinner invitation of the old Avery and went back to Hogwarts in the evening that had just arrived.

To say that he rushed to visit this time, he also made a slap in the face, naturally not only for Buckbeak. To put it bluntly, it was only incidental, and it was his real purpose to plant a stepping stone in Voldemort’s power.

Since Pettigrew Peter has slipped away, the process of planning has naturally accelerated.

Although his magic power is still a little insufficient, but time will not always and the others, the unexpected troubles of various cross-sections will never say hello to you.

Marx’s “strength” is not limited to his magic from start to finish.

……

As the days of the Quiddich race approached a little, the entire Gryffindor Academy was thrilled.

Once the Legendary character Charlie Weasley – also known as Ron’s second brother – had served as Seeker, but after him, Gryffindor House has not really been brilliant!

What’s more, after the Marx was infinite, everyone lost confidence in the Quiddich Cup. Fortunately, the “slashing madness” I was not so enthusiastic about the game, which made everyone rekindled hope.

But Harry thinks that none of them, including Wood, are as eager to win as he is.

A few days ago, the hostility between Harry and Malfoy had reached its highest point.

In the village of Hogsmeade, Harry threw a lot of mud at Malfoy by the convenience of the invisibility cloak, and Malfoy hated it; what made him even more annoyed was that Harry managed to escape the punishment!

Harry didn’t forget that Malfoy managed to frame him in their game against Ravenclaw, and Buckbeak’s case made him more determined to beat Malfoy in front of the school.

But recently, Malfoy was inexplicably low-key, and even saw him just stunned him and walked away.

“Does the pig fly (pigsmightfly) 2?” Harry’s wondering one’s feelings in one’s speech.