Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Everyone has a funny dream in their childhood.

Some children will want to be scientists, some children may choose police, and even children will want to be a powerful mana in the future.

Marx’s childhood dreams have indeed not been remembered, but he can be sure that he will never…

Never want to be a bird!

“…what is this bird thing?” Marx couldn’t help but complain, but it turned out to be a few whispers.

Yes, Marx didn’t think of it, his Animagus form was actually a bird – and it was a bright blue hummingbird!

Don’t mention any fighting power – what kind of combat power can a hummingbird with a body length and even a little 2? It’s just that he’s standing still in the station, and if he doesn’t practice well, he’s not even able to fly.

Marx struggles to balance, but it requires head and tail to work together, but not in a moment.

Of course, what’s even worse is that magic power consumes too much, and at least it won’t go back in a short time.

But fortunately, he still has psychological preparations for this.

“Since it’s okay to be idle, take two steps first…” Marx yelled for a while.

Speaking of, when was the last toddler?

He swayed as he walked, and he fell from time to time, and it looked like a little cute.

However, the embarrassment of my own work, after all, still have to pay for it myself – Crookshanks who are dozing off in the corner of the room, come over…

At night, it is the moment when most cats are full of energy.

Crookshanks is a very smart cat. Perhaps the first creature other than Marx to recognize that Scabbers is not a real mouse.

Just now, it has completely read the process of Marx’s deformation. It has long been understood that this small snack that looks very delicious is actually Marx himself.

“Oh…” Marx turned his back and happened to see Crookshanks, who had quietly walked behind him.

It won’t want to eat me?

Crookshanks got together and smelled it, then he licked it again. Just as Marx let go of his heart, Crookshanks waved his cat punches with enthusiasm…

In the following period, Marx finally understood what it means to “practice the truth.”

Crookshanks seems to want to play with him for a while, but when the body gap is too big, it’s going to happen!

Marx ran up in confusion, and Crookshanks chased him behind him. After almost a few steps, he slammed him down with a pad of meat under his claws.

After a long time, Marx suddenly found that he would at least not wrestle and wrestle…

However, it would be impossible for the light to run away from the claws of Crookshanks. After being fed up with hell that had to be in close contact with the floor without running a few steps, he decided to try to fly.

To say, the Marx riding on the broomstick must be king-level, but if you rely on your own wings to fly, it can only be plastic.

When he slammed his wings several times and ended up rubbing the Crouchshanks’ big face on the floor, he finally decided – still run first!

In theory, multi-activity bones are good for the body, but Marx is not sure whether exercising under Animagus’s deformation will have an effect.

Until Crookshanks got tired, Marx was tired and became a dead bird.

Near the dawn, Marx finally had enough magic power to restore the human form.

He couldn’t wait to change back, and decided decisively – if it wasn’t necessary, he would never use Animagus’s distorted curse.

Marx walked over to Crookshanks, hugged it up and walked out, staring at it for a while.

At the end, he muttered in a low voice.

“…I heard that cat meat is sour?”

Crookshanks was stared at him and he struggled to jump to the ground, and he ran away without a hit.

The first deformation was very labor-intensive, not to mention that he couldn’t help himself “training” for the middle of the night, and he was a bit hungry at this moment.

At breakfast time, Marx uncharacteristically squatted on the dinning table, completely disregarding the strange eyes of the surrounding students.

When the rest of the team members of Harry and Gryffindor entered the auditorium, everyone’s attention was finally removed from Marx’s body, and a warm applause sounded in the auditorium.

Harry saw the people on the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables applauding them and couldn’t help but smile happily.

And as they walked past the long tables of the Slytherin House, the little snakes sitting at the table shouted. Harry noticed that Malfoy’s face seemed paler than usual.

Marx took a quick look at him and took a look at him, secretly nodded – Lucius should have received a warning.

After breakfast, everyone was squatting and walking towards the Quiddich stadium.

Well, Marx is not inside.

Although there have been ideas to give up the transformation of Animagus, it is just a matter of thinking. Every curse is worth studying. If used properly, it is also a backup.

At least, with the small size advantage, the ability to escape in a complex environment is certainly good. In this regard, Pettigrew Peter is an example just in front of you.

As everyone watched the game at the Quiddich stadium, Marx came to Forbidden Forest alone, and after another confirmed that there was no one else, it was once again distorted.

For the first time, the second time was a lot easier.

As the body squirmed, he quickly changed back to a little hummingbird.

Since they have all become a bird, must he at least become a flying bird? Marx stalked the lawn on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, trying to find the feeling of flying.

The flight pattern of hummingbirds is very different from that of ordinary birds. Let’s not say that Marx has not studied how other birds fly. Even if he can guess something, it may not work.

But this is nothing more than fighting the air!

As the frequency of the flapping of the wings increased, and from time to time to think about it, he quickly found some feelings.

Sure enough, using the brain to solve problems without the Crookshanks interference is the best way to learn Marx. It’s a pity that it’s unrealistic to learn to fly at once, and almost a morning’s time will allow Marx to learn more.

When Marx came to the Quiddich stadium, he just caught up with Harry’s moment when he took the Quiddich silver cup.

Everyone was gathered on the lawn of the Quiddich field, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Percy, who is always pretending to be a model, is there. He jumps up and down like a madman, and all his dignity is forgotten. Professor McGonagall was crying harder than Wood, wiping his tears with a huge Gryffindor banner.

Ron and Hermione desperately rushing to Harry, they were speechless, just a smile.

To be honest, this is a memorable day, because Gryffindor finally won the Quiddich trophy again after a lapse of years.

Marx stood on the edge of the crowd and looked at Harry’s excited look, but suddenly felt that something was missing in his heart.

“what happened to you?”

Marx took his eyes and looked around. It was Luna – she still looked a bit sullen, but with some smile on her face.

“Do you feel happy?” Marx asked suddenly.

Luna blinked and tapped nodded.

“Happy, everyone is happy, I am happy too.” She looked at her head and looked confused. “Isn’t you happy?”

Marx shook his head and said: “I also want to be happy, I am trying to find a way to make myself happy again -“

“Is there a place I can help?” Luna still pulled Marx’s hand without hesitation, and looked innocent, seemingly just caring about him.

Marx could feel the temperature from the palm of his hand, but he didn’t know how to respond.

“There may be places that can help,” Marx said quietly. “I am afraid, at least on this issue, I can’t solve it myself…”

“I realized it after I met you… Sometimes, extraordinary wisdom may not solve all the problems,” Luna turned his head and looked at the elated crowd on the stage, whispering, “It is also very important to learn to rely on others.” Meaningful things.”

Marx also put his gaze back there, and his nodded agreed: “Maybe, when the four founders of Hogwarts decided to get together to create a school, they thought about it!”

“Who knows?” Luna looked at the front, as if looking at the students, as if looking at somewhere else.

……

Winning the Quiddich trophy made Harry feel very happy, and this excitement lasted at least for a whole week.

With the arrival of June, the day became hot and cloudless.

Everyone just thought of walking outdoors, taking a few pints of iced pumpkin juice and lying down on the grass, maybe playing a stone throwing game or watching the huge squid march forward on the lake.

But they can’t do this because the exam is getting closer.

Instead of being lazy in the outdoors, the students had to stay in the castle and endure the temptation of the summer smoke outside the window, forcing their brains to work hard.

Senior students are working hard to get a better job in the near future, especially the Seventh Year students who are about to graduate.

“Hey, Marx, you must be very good at exams?”

One day at lunch time, the big beauty Charlotte suddenly hehe laughed and got to Marx.

“You know, newts is coming soon… I really can’t help with it…”

“So you come to a Junior who is Third Year?” Marx took a bite of the apple pie and asked with a sullen look.