Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Savanna has been waiting for nearly a week near Blois, France, and seeing the French people outside the window come out of the night and come and see more natural.

Of course, more than ever before, she came to her eyes, not to mention those black robe who were scheduled to rotate into three shifts.

This week, almost everyone’s got tired on his face.

It is now another evening, as can be seen, that there has been a gradual evacuation of practitioners on the square front of the castle’s ruin, and that the muggle construction team, which was built in the ruins, was long overdue. The team, black robe wizard, was being watched in front of the window, and relaxed because of the decline in “workload”.

Safina, sitting next to the muggle magazine, saw the sun spill out of the window, and finally stood up and walked to the window.

“One more day passed.”

Well, she certainly believed that elder sister said he could wait here for Marx McLorne, and that would happen sooner or later. But like this, it can only wait in this dry time, and it’s kind of hard for a young girl who’s worth it.

At this point, she looks at the night outside the window, and there are some gods out there, just because of the mask’s cover, and no one knows what she looks like in her face.

Soon, the sunset, which lasted for the purpose, was gradually dispersed with the sunset, and the night curtained black over the sky, and Savanna recovered his vision with some promising failures.

But when she was going back to the seat on the side, the door suddenly sounded a regular knocking, making her just like to sit down for a little stop.

It’s your own.

Savanna suddenly picked up his heart and put his hands on it:

“Go open the door.”

The sound has not fallen, and the two black robe men who are taking a break for work have been busy walking towards the door, and soon came back with a wizard with a black robe.

“Young Lady,” as soon as the other party comes, he greeted Savanna with a kind of compliment and followed it. “The organization received an emergency report saying that the Palace of Norway was under major attack in the daylight, because the other side had not left anything to do, it was not clear for the time being that the prophet had let me inform Young Lady that young Lady must be careful in that regard.”

“Norwegian Palace?”

Savanna hearing this, the eyeballs under the mask wrinkle up. She did not open her mouth immediately, but slowed down the tunnel after thinking carefully:

“The old wizard, who used to be Davison, was taken back to the organization, right? What about the English Prince this time? Dead too?”

“This is not clear,” The head of the other party, “when I came out, the Prophet seemed to be sending someone to the palace to look into details – which might have to be known for a while.”

“Well,” Savanna thought, on the one hand, nodded, on the other, “than my side, I want more defense in the tissue! You go back! And bring me a word for Ursula, and the other side doesn’t have to rush on that… well, forget, she’s so smart, and I can think of something that she would have thought of.”

See Savanna say so, the black robe wizard, and this is another courtesy:

“So, Young Lady, I’m just…”

But it’s not over yet, and Savanna heard one of the men at the window suddenly staring at the window and not going back to open the mouth and said:

“Young Lady, find out! You came to see that guy. Is he…”

It’s been a week. I heard something. Where can Savanna talk to people?

I saw her turn around the window right now, and I looked at the square downstairs. There was no one on that square, and she was busy expanding her vision and sweeping around.

Then she finally saw a very small silhouette in the ruins that had been surrounded by the muggle construction team.

Yeah, it’s still running around that ruin, and it’s pretty suspicious. It was only because the building that had not yet been completely collapsed had been built, together with the fact that it was now at night, that the shadow of the ruins made it difficult for her to distinguish the face of that man.

Besides, she never really saw Marx himself, even if the information collected in the organization was not familiar with each other at all.

As Savanna is remembering Marx’s photo of the information and, to the extent possible, confronting the people in that ruin, none of his men will be questioned with any silence:

“Young Lady, are we going to contact each other?”

To be honest, Savanna is actually trying to reject this proposal. Without mentioning that she had been vigilant about Marx from the outset, it was not even certain that the other party was not that “Marx McLorne”.

If that man is actually Herpo’s or something, then she’s going to reveal their existence now, isn’t it too dangerous?

However, in the light of elder sister El Hula’s claim that this is the only chance to communicate with McLorne once more, it is fearful that the other side will leave Sarfina or clenches the teeth, nodded.

After all, she doesn’t know why Marx went back to Blois.

“Meet one person first… Remember not to use any spell and to use the past.”

At the same time as Savanna was instructed, the eyes of the mask were still staring at that silhouette in the ruin, which had not been removed for a moment.

But she didn’t think that silhouette, who was standing between the blanket wall, was turning back and accurately looking at Savanna’s eyes.

At that moment, Savanna was not a surprise – while far away, those eyes were still awake in the shadow of the night. Even though she could not see each other’s face, it was a deep-seated calf, and it was reflected in her mind, so that she was so dizzy.

Although the other side quickly turned off the sight, and even many of her men thought it was a coincidence, Savanna came back to his senses found that it had infiltrated a cold sweat behind her back.

“Wait,” she’s got some hard ways, “I’m going on my own… and you’re all staying here, don’t move.”

Just after that, Savanna pulled the windows out of the window, and the winds came in from the windows, blowing her twinkle hair.

A

slight cold wind has stabilized her mind a little bit, and after a slight determination, she just jumped around the window and jumped directly from the top of the apartment building while pulling out wand.

“Young Lady said not to use a spell. How did she…”

“’Cause we’re afraid that we’ve been found by each other.”