Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Harry… you… okay?”

Ron stood at the door, staring at Harry, his face as pale as the newly painted wall.

“What do you think?” Harry said coldly.

Ron lowered his head with his mouth open, and the face hidden in the shadow flashed a bit of struggle. Then he raised his head again, and looked at Harry and Hermione. The troubles that had been temporarily depressed because of the fear of Harry were again commotion.

“Yes, sorry. Through today’s business, I found out that something really happened to me misunderstood you…” He suddenly followed angrily, “But-“

His expression was fixed on his face, and the words in his mouth seemed to be blocked by emotions.

It seems that some things are not so easy to open.

“If you want to say something, you will say it, you will always be in your heart, and others will never know.” Marx, who has been silent, said this.

Ron, who was unwilling to hear this, immediately looked at Marx in horror.

“What…no, I…” He almost couldn’t speak up nervously. “I don’t, you… no, you can’t know what I’m thinking.”

Harry’s original cold expression was also confused by Ron’s sudden panic; the same was true of Hermione, who stood on one side and stopped talking.

“You always have misunderstandings about others. I think you are already very clear–” Marx spread his hand. “If there is something in the heart, it doesn’t explain it, others will misunderstand you, isn’t it?”

Ron looked at Marx with a sly look, and sneaked a peek at Hermione, swallowing and saying: “But… I can’t say it…”

“Then you just acknowledge that something is in your heart?” Marx calmly said.

Ron was forced to be speechless by him, and his face was filled with regret.

“…cheat!” He was loudly shouted.

Not far away, Fleur·Delacour quietly observed the situation here, and it seems that she is very interested in these gossips.

Marx looked at Ron and said seriously: “Everyone has a few secrets that belong to them. We can all understand this. But if you are angry with others because of your secret…”

He added a tone: “Ron, I believe you don’t want to lose every true friend, right?”

Ron bit his teeth and clenched his fists, and the color of struggle was unmistakable.

Hermione stood nervously, she looked at this and looked at it.

“…you are the least qualified to tell me this,” he muttered in a low voice, then jerked his head. “Harry, sorry! We-“

Harry knew that Ron would apologize to him, and he suddenly found himself not needing to hear him apologize.

“We are still friends,” he said, and Ron hadn’t said anything yet. He said quickly, “Forget about it.”

“No,” Ron said. “I shouldn’t—”

“Forget about it,” Harry said.

Ron grinned and smiled at him, and Harry smiled at him.

At this time, Hermione suddenly cried.

“What can be crying!” Harry felt inexplicable and said to her.

“You two are stupid!” She was loudly shouted, and she slammed her feet on the ground with tears on her chest.

Then, without waiting for them to stop, she gave each of them a hug, and then they hugged Marx, who was sitting on the side.

When Hermione held all three of them, she turned and ran out of the emergency tent. There was a faint faint movement from the outside, not knowing whether it was crying or laughing, and gradually drifted away as Hermione left.

“They are both a second. When they come to me, they become three seconds…” Marx’s mouth was slightly pumped, and he was whispered in his heart. “It seems like you are unknowingly ignoring…”

“She’s crazy,” Ron glanced at Marx subconsciously, shaking his head again. “Harry, Marx. Let’s go, they’re going to give you a score…”

Harry took the dice and the broomstick and felt very happy. He didn’t believe that he had such a good mood an hour ago.

They bowed out of the tent, Ron followed, and talked like a cannon. The silence of this time seemed to ruin him.

“Harry, your performance is the best! You are not as powerful as you! You actually killed a dragon… But, at the end, what happened to you? It seems that something is really wrong… ”

“Right, talk about this, and Marx! What happened to you? Why did you enter Azkaban? Is it really framed by the Ministry of Magic? And, at the World Cup final, you are… You and those people… that’s really terrifying! I heard everyone sneaking about it, but no one can say it clearly!”

“Do you mean those Death Eaters?” Marx shook his head, meaning meaningful. “This is not something you should know. All you need to do is trust your good friend, nothing more.”

“Oh – well, I always believe in you, since that time – isn’t it?” Ron shrugged.

“I said ‘good friend’ is not referring to myself, but to the one around you.” Marx casually said, “I think, your good friend should have something to tell you… Of course, here is obviously not a conversation. A good place.”

“Do you know?” Harry was surprised. “You know, I and Hermione know that soon…”

“I don’t know.” Marx squeezed a mysterious smile toward Harry, and he continued. “I don’t want to know.”

At this time, they have come to the edge of the field.

The Dragons in the field have been taken away, they can see where the five referee sit – right on the right, sitting in the raised golden chair.

“Everyone’s highest score can’t exceed ten.” Ron couldn’t help but say.

They saw that Hermione had been waiting for them on the field. Her eyes looked a bit red, but the mental head was significantly more than the original.

The referee gave the four champions the highest scores they thought were the most accurate. When the scores were summed up, the audience gave them a warm applause, thanking them for bringing such a wonderful game to everyone.

In terms of the final total score, except for Hermione who only got 34 points, the other three scores are not much worse:

Fleur is an 38 score, where only one after another 9 points are given by Madam Maxime; Marx is 40 points, quickly finding the dice to make up for his low-key performance; and Harry is 43 points, and Dragon’s wonderful fight for Mr. Bagman Decisively gave an 10 score, which made him steadily ranked first.

Harry and Ron talked and went back to the tent at the rest with everyone. It can be seen that Ron, who has thrown away the gloomy heart, has returned to the normal appearance and has been talking eagerly.

“Everyone did a good job!” Ludo·Bagman said, and he jumped into the tent briskly, a happy look, as if he had slaughtered a Dragon.

“Well, I only have a few words to say – the second task will start at 9:30 am on 2, 24, next year! Before that, you can rest for a long time -“

“However, we have to leave some questions for you to consider! Yes, the secret is hidden in the blind! You must find a way to open it – that will tell you what the second task is, you can be prepared!”

Finally, he loudly said: “I know it, no problem? Well, let’s go!”

That night, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to the owl shack to find a school-owned owl. Harry wanted to send a letter to Sirius, telling him that he had killed a Dragon with his own hands.

The letter was much longer and heavier than usual – Harry couldn’t help but describe to Sirius how he and several Dragons were going through each other, how to move around, how to hold the left, how to hold the Gryffindor sword Cut the neck of Dragon.

Of course, by the way, you have to ask Black, maybe he will know why he is.

After they watched the owl disappear into the night sky, Ron hurriedly urged: “Well, Harry, we better go downstairs to attend the surprise party for you – Fred and George must have stolen a lot of delicious food from the kitchen. It’s up.”

Sure enough, when they walked into the Gryffindor common room, there was another burst of cheers and embarrassment.

There are hill-like cakes on the tables and chairs, as well as a pot of pumpkin juice and Butterbeer.

Lee Jordan put out some hard fireworks, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air. Dean?Thomas, who is good at painting, hangs several striking new banners, most of which are painted by Harry on a broom and a sword to kill Dragon, but there are also two pictures of Hermione throwing the sword into the air.

Harry also called Marx, but Marx just waved his hand and left alone.

He has been trying to deal with the Basilisk horn recently – this stuff looks very small on the huge Basilisk head, but when it is held in the hands, it looks very big.

Although he has seen it in the literature, Salazar Slytherin used it to do wand core. He can do it specifically, but he has no clue.

Basilisk’s horn is solid, and there are no internal nerves. I can’t see how it should be handled. But since Salazar has done it, there is always a way, but he hasn’t thought of it yet.

As for the scorpion that was obtained in the first task, he didn’t even look at it. He took it back and placed it directly on the bedside cabinet. The second task will start after three months, and the time can be more!

In December, Hogwarts brought gusts of wind and rain and snow. The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the wonderful scenes in the first task make all the students who are relished forget the cold.