Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Mr. McLorne has indeed left the island.”

When Delphini, standing at the corner of the room, said that, almost everyone couldn’t stand to look back to the past. So it was just a look, and the focus of people’s eyes turned from Harry to her.

“Delphini?”

Hermione was staring at her, but there was nothing to ask, and Ginny next to him had to take a step towards each other and challenged:

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You…”

Seeing Ginny seems somewhat excited, Hermione and Harry were rushing her shoulder and pulling her first, and Hermione went on the road:

“Delphini, your loyalty to Marx, we’re all in the eye, so we certainly don’t blame you, Ginny, for just a little rush. Why don’t you stop him from leaving?”

Marx’s going to go, Hermione, they’re too early to predict, but she still didn’t think that Marx went so silent.

And, more importantly, Delphini also consulted them before the dawn, and it seems that she was helping Marx conceal it.

If Harry hadn’t noticed this anonymous place, I’m afraid it would be late to find Marx already not on the island.

Needless to say, Delphini’s attitude to this matter suddenly changed, and that must be what Marx stole from her.

“Delphini?”

When you see each other standing in the corner shut up, Hermione can’t stop walking on her shoulder, and your hands light on her shoulder, and look at her in her face:

“For these days, you’ve been helping us learn rule magic, we’re eating together, practicing together, sleeping together… and we’re already good friends, aren’t we? Tell us! What the hell is going on with Marx? Did he… intend to deal with Herpo alone?”

After Hermione’s good honest confession, Delphini finally microsighed.

“No, not…” she slowly opened the mouth and said, “Mr. McLorne promised me – unless Herpo found him, he would not have taken the initiative to find Herpo. It is because he assured me that I did not continue to stop him… although he did have a reason to leave us.”

“‘Must we leave’?” Harry heard that, without doubt, “What’s the reason?”

Delphini met him to ask this, and later he doubted it later, and then answered:

“Didn’t you feel it? That is the sense of mutual understanding that only those who have the same rules of soul can generate. Mr. McLorne had to leave because he had learned two types of spiritual rule rune, two of which had always been uneven in the body and had the possibility of a imbalance at any time – in order not to affect us.”

Speaking of it here, she was whispering, and she was worried:

“And what you just felt should be Mr. McLorne finally couldn’t keep that balance.”

“What?”

Harry, as soon as he listened, it was not where he was “in charge of the rules of soul”, but rather more concerned about Marx in the body’s imbalance.

Then he saw him after startled, and he hastened:

“Is Marx dangerous?”

For what is called the “rules of soul”, it is naturally very strange. Delphini’s explanation was heard by small partners, and naturally there was a dangerous breath.

“No, don’t worry,” Delphini saw a glimmer of concern on everyone’s face, not to continue explaining, “although terrifying sounds like, in fact, buying Mr. Cohen himself would be fine for magic. The failure to control the rules of the soul will only be affected by the fact that the rest of the people around him are within a certain range of limits – by the way, that’s very large, very big!”

“Is he really okay?” Hermione’s eyebrowing.

“Yes,” Delphini nodded, “it’s not just my guess, that’s what Mr. McLorne himself said.”

Listen, she certainly answered that Hermione didn’t have to keep his mouth shut for a moment, and that’s the way:

“Do you know where he went specifically?”

“Are you going to find him?” Delphini shook the head, “Didn’t I say? The negative force of the rules of soul will have an impact on a wide range of creatures around it – to be honest, even if you find him, there is no way to get near him. Besides, I don’t know where he is, he didn’t at all tell me.”

“I don’t want to go find him.”

Hermione said that suddenly he turned his head over Harry, and then opened the mouth and said:

“The changes you just felt, can you imagine where it is?”

“Oh! All I can know is in that direction,” Harry handled his fingers, and then shrugged, “and we don’t even know where our island is.”

“No, the island’s location, I know,” Hermione slipped his head, “remember? The Teleportation Formation, who sent us here, had actually produced it from Marx’s hand, but it was me, Luna and Delphini that Marx gave us a coordinates, which should be our place. And according to that coordinates, I basically drew a map to check it out, and found this place to be in the middle of the sea.”

Speaking of this, she had to look at Harry just in the direction, that’s all:

“This means that Marx is likely to have returned to England.”

When Hermione’s three words inferred Marx’s whereabouts, everyone was in a silence. Especially Delphini, she said Marx promised her not to go to Herpo, but to say that Herpo was at least before they came to the island, that guy was right in England.

Later, Harry finally couldn’t stop the Gryffindor sword in his hand, biting his teeth:

“I’m gonna go find Marx!”

“Of course,” Hermione slipped his lips, nodded, “I’m going too.”

“Me too!”

“Me, too.”

A small number of partners have expressed their will, and only Delphini is standing in his place and has never been opened again.

It just doesn’t seem to be more than Delphini.

“Wynie? Wynie, what’s wrong with you?”

Somehow from now on, it was normal that Wynie suddenly had some gods. Seeing her prestigiously looking forward, the eyes seem to be somewhat flawed. Whatever your friends call it, she’s still standing there without any reaction.

“What’s the matter?”

When Hermione heard the silence over there, walked to the front of Wynie and tried to reach out to each other, she suddenly felt a little bit of a heart.