Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Marx stepped into the Durmstrang Castle in the eyes of a large number of students.

Unlike Hogwarts, Durmstrang’s castle is only 4-Layer, but it is still very impressive. Compared with the Hogwarts Castle, its architectural style is less rounded and more angular.

Around the castle, there are large expanses of vast land. Except for a few days in the summer, there will be a slight melting of snow, and most of the other periods are in a state of whiteness.

Behind the castle, there is a large lake that is magically frozen and a mountainous area that looks particularly high. In addition to the docks of the Durmstrang ship, there are occasional landings in the lake, and occasionally some unknown ghost ships appear or disappear there.

The perennial low temperature environment makes the students here wear thick coats. Although they don’t want to be as bloated as the winter clothes of the muggle because of the material, the female children here are mostly unable to show their moving posture.

At the moment, the summer here is almost over. If not, Marx can still experience the wonders of the top of the Durmstrang house specialties – summer extremes.

“I will take you to the headmaster room first.” Krum seems to be somewhat reluctant.

To be honest, since Igor Karkaroff took office as headmaster, many parents have taken their children out of school because of his ruthlessness.

As far as his reputation is concerned, I am afraid it is a historical low of the Durmstrang house.

The original student is not a lot of this school, the number of students is now much less. Marx followed Krum all the way through several promenades. Except for occasional portraits on the wall, people in the portraits would squint at them casually, and they didn’t touch a few people.

“Is all the students on board just now?” Marx asked curiously.

“Yes, since the headmaster took office…” Krum shook his head and didn’t finish the conversation, but the meaning he wanted to say was already very clear.

“dong dong”

The two soon came to the left of the highest level of the castle, where the headmaster room was.

“Come in.”

An indifferent voice sounded, and Krum immediately opened the door and reached out to Marx. Obviously, he himself does not want to follow up.

Marx didn’t care about the location of nodded, and walked calmly in.

This headmaster room looks very spacious, and because there are windows on both sides, the lighting is good before the sun goes down.

On the right hand side of the door, a row of tall bookshelves leaned against the wall, and the books on the top were neatly discharged. It seems that no one is going to use reading, but purely as a decoration.

When Marx turned his gaze to the deepest part of the room, he saw a tall and thin sorceress with a short white hair and a goatee with a roll on his chin.

He was standing behind a large desk, staring at his old face staring at Marx, his eyes cold and sharp.

“Hello, Mr. Karkaroff.” Marx took the lead and calmly said hello.

“Yes, hello… Mr. McLorne, who has a lot of time on the Quiddich World Cup.” Karkaroff’s sharp eyes kept staring at Marx, not even blinking.

The wand that he always held in his hand shook, and a piece of paper that was grayed out suddenly floated from the table. “hua la” slammed and flew toward Marx.

Marx pulled out the wand hidden in his sleeve and shook it lightly. The stack of paper immediately got out of the control of Karkaroff and stopped in front of Marx.

He waved wand again, the paper stretched out, and the information on it immediately reflected in Marx’s eyes.

This is the latest “Daily Prophet”, and the front page headlines are the big news that blames Marx for the World Cup finals.

In the middle of the news, Marx rode the broomstick and stood behind him with more than a dozen Death Eaters. The reporter was vivid and lively – well, this after all is magic photo, if it can’t move, it can only It is because that person is already half dead.

“I thought I could be photographed even more cool. After all, the headline can be regarded as a major event that hasn’t been repeated for a lifetime… Oh, yes, columnist Rita Skeeter can write this. There are probably no other people besides her wonderful articles.”

Marx tapped the name on the newspaper with a tip and then waved it.

I saw the newspaper folded and folded in an instant, and then rushed to Karkaroff faster than I had just. Just as Karkaroff frowned and stretched out wand. The next time, the newspaper was extremely abruptly lost, and the whole part became an ice-blue color, which fell on the desk in front of him. A piece of fine ice.

“Don’t play these tricks, Karkaroff.” Marx put away the false smile on his face, expressionless. “I don’t know enough in the letter? Don’t you want to go to Voldemort?”

“Damn! Don’t mention that name here!” Karkaroff got nervous. For him, the name meant taboo.

Marx looked at him calmly, staring at Karkaroff a little bit, and step by step toward Karkaroff.

“There was a big trouble for me to attract his attention. He estimated that he would not think about dealing with you as a traitor for the time being – but you should understand that it is only a difference between you and the late one…”

Marx stood at his desk, see Karkaroff’s eyes began to flash, not allowed to say with a sneer: “Don’t think about escaping, do you think you can escape?”

When Marx suddenly pointed out his thoughts, Karkaroff’s hand couldn’t help but tremble.

As a former Death Eater, as a traitor who betrayed Voldemort and left the Death Eater list to leave Azkaban, how could the Dark Lord who had returned could let him go?

“Avada -” “peng!”

As a Durmstrang house headmaster who advocates a duel and is passionate about teaching magic, Karkaroff is far less powerful than Dumbledore, but his combat capability is definitely not weak.

When he decided to go to Marx, he had already learned about Marx’s strength, and he had already prepared a series of responses, and the subsequent spells even had a dozen!

But Karkaroff couldn’t think of it. When he extended the wand to Marx, he was greeted with a fist.

“Expelliarmus.”

Karkaroff’s wand flew to the corner of the room.

“Oh, sorry…” Marx took his fist back and snorted and snarled. “Playing in the Dementor in Azkaban is a habit. It’s not for you.”

“You…what do you want!” Karkaroff fell in his chair, his eyes flustered, and a layer of fine sweat was oozing on his forehead. “You are inexplicably threatening to threaten me, now come to me.” I am mocking me in the office… What do you want from me?”

“I didn’t say it clearly in the letter? It was just a transfer student in Durmstrang. By the way, I took Hogwarts…” Marx spread his hand, “You know, Triwizard Tournament.”

“you know–“

“Of course I know,” Marx immediately interrupted Karkaroff’s nonsense and continued. “I also know that this time not only restarted the Triwizard Tournament, but also made its final reward more attractive, isn’t it?”

“Do you even know this? You…and you and Dumbledore…” Karkaroff was almost speechless by the information that Marx intentionally or unintentionally revealed.

“So, this will be your only chance.” Marx recruited Karkaroff’s wand and threw it back into Karkaroff’s hands. “Work with us, you may be able to be your headmaster with peace of mind; if not with us Cooperation, then you are always ready to escape!”

“…Yes, that’s right… Then he got caught in whatever corner of the corner, and he personally sent you go with Death for afternoon tea.”

Karkaroff squinted back to the wand in his hand. For a long time, he was soft on the chair and waved his hand in frustration.

“I listen to you, what do you do if you say what to do…” Karkaroff said powerlessly. “I understand it thoroughly. In this world, everything depends on strength.”

“Maybe!” Marx indifferent expression said. “By the way, should you change your stink? How many students are there in school?”

“This doesn’t matter to you!” Karkaroff impatiently.

“Students are the foundation. If you can manage it with your heart, you don’t want to escape now.”

Marx pointed out that there were sporadic students who were still playing around with jokes. Although they were few in number, they showed the vitality of a school.

Karkaroff stood up and turned his head and looked out, gradually disappearing, and even when Marx left, he didn’t notice.

“Let him move his brains, it’s better to escape than a heart, at least to distract attention!” Marx walked in a slightly empty corridor, thinking so.

Now let’s take the time to push forward a bit…

In fact, after Marx left the World Cup, the Britain Ministry of Magic had been messed up.

Various howlers from around the world are like bombings. The Ministry of Magic is full of scattered confetti and screaming sounds.

The news of “Daily Prophet” is still adding fire to the chaos every day, picking up some dispensable details to blame the Ministry of Magic officials.

No, Ron’s father Mr. Weasley was embarrassed.

The newspaper claimed that a Ministry of Magic Official had appeared shortly after the appearance of Dark Mark. He claimed that no one was hurt, but refused to disclose more. But after that hour, a few bodies were carried out in the woods.

Although the newspaper said that this is only a rumor for the time being, readers will pay attention to this.

The contributor to this news is naturally Rita Skeeter, who always loves nothing and has a slap in the article. Her manuscripts have always been angled, and they are very popular with readers who are afraid of the world.

“I don’t know how Hermione is going. She hasn’t had any news since she went home…” Ron said to Harry, “We should go see her.”