Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The next morning, Hogwarts quickly drove away from the station, and Marx stood on the platform and waved goodbye to Harry. He looked a little absent-minded, and Wynie stood beside him – which made Hermione feel awkward for no reason.

When Marx’s silhouette was too small to be seen again, Harry retracted the carriage.

“The Wynie didn’t show up for the entire semester, but when Marx decided to stay in school, she reappeared!” Hermione said in a serious way, “This is definitely a problem!”

“What can be the problem?” Ron said carelessly.

Hermione licked her lips and looked back at Harry – at this moment Harry was watching Hogwarts, which had been covered by a mountain and could not be seen.

See Hogwarts again and wait a full two months!

“Oh, happy, Harry!” Hermione said to comfort her friend.

“I’m fine,” Harry said quickly. “I’m just thinking about vacations.”

“Yes, I have been thinking about it all the time,” Ron said. “Harry, you must come and live with us… I will say good to my parents, then I will call you a ‘speaking’. Now I know How to play ‘speaking’!”

“It’s a phone call, Ron,” Hermione said. “Really, you should take a look at the muggle study next year…”

Ron ignored her and he went on.

“…The Quiddich World Cup this summer! How, Harry? Come to my house and let’s go to the game! Father can always get tickets from the unit.”

This suggestion made Harry happy.

“Yes, I bet the Dursley family would be happy to let me go… especially after I did that to Aunt Markey…”

“Harry,” Hermione suddenly looked back and said, “You see, what’s outside the window?”

Harry turned and looked out, but saw a huge shadow slamming in from the open window and steadily falling into the empty seat next to Harry.

That is Marf! Marx’s big owl!

One side of Hedwig shrank, and it was squeezed aside by Marf. And Crookshanks sat up in his seat, and the big yellow eyes stared at it with vigilance.

Marf stood on the seat with one leg and the other paw loosened, and a small owl of a gray tútú rolled down to the cushion.

Then, the envelope in his mouth was placed freely on Harry’s lap, and then immediately spread out of the window. The whole process was very fast, which made the three people in the carry a little unresponsive.

At this time, Crookshanks looked at the little owl again, and it seemed to be a bit of interest. Ron noticed this sensitively and grabbed the little owl.

Harry picked up the letter and wrote it to him!

He ripped open the letter and shouted: “It was written by Sirius!”

“What?” Ron and Hermione said in confusion. “What else did he say? Read it quickly—”

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Dear Harry:

I hope this letter will be received before you reach your aunt’s father’s house. I don’t know if they are used to sending letters to owl.

In fact, when you received this letter, it meant that I had left Hogwarts – not telling you where to hide, in case the letter was handed to someone else. I have always had some doubts about the reliability of owl, but Marx seems to be very reassuring.

I believe those dementors are still looking for me, but they have no hope of finding me again. I plan to let some muggles see me soon, away from Hogwarts, so that the castle’s security measures can be undone.

In our brief meeting, one thing I have never had the chance to tell you is that the person who sent Firebolt to you is me.

……

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“Ha!” Hermione said triumphantly, “Hey! I told you that he sent it!”

“Yes, but he didn’t do anything on it, didn’t he?” Ron said, “Hey!”

The little owl is now screaming happily in his hand. It has already sipped on one of his fingers and seems to think it is a way of expressing kindness.

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……

Marx asked his Marf to help me to order the owl at the post office – I used your name, but told them to go to Gringotts 711 my own Vault to get the money.

Please think of it as a thirteenth birthday gift that your godfather gave you.

I think I am shocked by you. That was the night you left your uncle’s house last year. I am willing to apologize for this. I just want to look at you before going to the North, but I think it was as scary as you saw me.

Something is attached to you in the letter, I think this will make you more enjoyable in Hogwarts next year. If you need to find me, please send a letter! Your owl will find me… I will write to you soon.

Sirius

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Harry eagerly found it in the envelope, and there was a parchment inside. He quickly read it, and suddenly felt warm and satisfied, as if he had a hot Butterbeer in one breath.

On that piece of paper, I wrote this sentence: I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter’s godfather, and I agree to go to the Hogsmeade village on the weekend.

“For Dumbledore, that’s good enough!” Harry said happily, and he went to see Sirius’s letter. “Wait a minute, there is a post… Oh! Ron, this little owl will be given to you!”

Ron suddenly widened his eyes, and the little owl was still screaming in excitement.

“Do you raise it?” he said with no confidence, looking at the owl carefully.

After watching it for a while, what surprised Harry and Hermione was that he even took it to Crookshanks to sniff.

“What do you think?” Ron asked Crookshanks. “Definitely an owl?”

“Hey?” At this moment, Hermione seemed to find something outside the window again. “It’s another owl!”

Both Harry and Ron turned their heads, but the taupe owl did not slow down, but flew straight toward Hogwarts.

……

The person who received the letter is Marx.

For him, this letter is definitely not good news. Because, at this time, a notification file from Ministry of Magic.

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Dear Mr. McLorne:

According to the relevant information and the transcripts of the personnel involved in the Magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement, you have a major connection with the continuous homicide in Hogsmeade Village.

Due to your behavior on the day, the death of the wizard has been confirmed, the Ministry of Magic law enforcement officers will arrive at your location in a short time, Ministry of Magic will collect your wand and give temporary detention and punishment for investigation.

Rufus · Scrimgeour

Ministry of Magic, Magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Auror Office.

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Although Marx had already prepared to go to a Ministry of Magic, the wording of the notice was so strong and so unscrupulous that it made him frown.

This notice only mentions that he killed someone, but did not explain the identity of the deceased. Logically speaking, after Pettigrew Peter was frozen, the black gas wrapped around the body had completely disappeared, and the Ministry of Magic clearly knew his true identity.

Although there may be a confidential relationship, it does not allow Marx to guess other possibilities.

He has a hunch that there must be other things waiting for him!

“There is a conspiracy.” Marx shook hands with the notice, revealing a contemplative expression…

When the two Aurors appeared in the school with a whole team of strikers, not only Dumbledore, but even several professors were alarmed.

“What happened?” Professor McGonagall looked at the Auror, who was blocking the door of the school, with a strange expression on his face.

“Who knows!” The little man Professor Flitwick was sharp and authentic.

And on the other side of the castle, Snape also came out, and Dumbledore was walking next to him. Marx followed behind them and it looked like they had come together to watch the fun.

However, in the strange eyes of several professors, Marx came to the forefront.

“Which is the person in charge of this time?” He looked around for a week and calmly said, “I am Marx McLorne.”

“I am.” An Auror came out and looked at him suspiciously. “So… call out wand first!”

Marx nodded, took out the wand from the cuff and handed it out.

“…please let us go. For Hogsmeade related cases, you need to cooperate with the investigation – you should have received the notification file of Ministry of Magic?” After the Auror confirmed the file, he carefully took it. Ok, Marx’s wand, then handed out, “Please.”

Marx turned his head and looked at Dumbledore, and he walked to the Auror without any resistance.

“This… Scorpio! What happened to this?” At this point, Professor Sprout suddenly ran over and asked aloud, “What did McLorne do? Why?”

But Dumbledore reached out and stopped her.

“Pomona, Marx is just going to cooperate with the investigation, it’s okay.” He stared at Marx for a moment, and he calmly said to the Auror, “Good for me and Fudge!”

The Auror took the nodded seriously and left with Marx.

“Albus… What the hell is this? Why McLorne will…” Professor McGonagall couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s the Hogsmeade village,” Dumbledore said. “I’ll pay attention to follow up. Let’s go back first!”

He was paused and looked at Wynie, who was standing aside and silently looking out of the school gate: “Miss Blois?”

“…I need help?” Wynie turned and asked expressionlessly.

“I don’t think I need it for the time being.” Dumbledore laughed. “Things are not as complicated as you think.”

Wynie nodded, went straight to Dumbledore and went all the way to the greenhouse. Dumbledore looked at her back with a curious look, revealing a thoughtful look.