Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Bang! Bang!”

The two black shadows of one face were directly stopped by Hermione with a heavy rule, while the last one was blocked by old steward, who had never moved anything, by several feet.

And until now, it is clear that what the other side finally threw at this side is everything.

“Is this the young dragon?”

Madam Maxime was somewhat confused when she looked at the black creature that had been suddenly stretched to death on the ground. Because they look like Black Dragon in the early Hebrey Islands, who, from the outside, have a rough and tough black slide, a string on the back like a razor, and an end to an arrow on the tail.

But unlike Black Dragon of the Young Hebrey Islands, their mood not only does not have the characteristic of juveniles, but it looks more like it’s old.

And their narrow eyes are not purple of Black Dragon’s character, but the extreme red of the spectacle.

“It’s not a dragon.”

Erich, on the side, is watching this little dragon in three blacks, listening to Madam Maxime, which is shook the head line:

“This is a new species of Dragon, which we, Brandt, have specially adapted, and as you know, the Brandt family is best placed to feed Dragon, and the biggest money ever comes in is the sale of various materials on Dragon’s body.”

It is clear that there are still lots of parks in the world, while there are official and natural private ones. And the Brandt family, the first to start with Dragon, has a lot to do with Dragon’s research.

“Anyway, Erich thought, and then,“ Miss Granger, do you really… really have to fight with my incredible family for me and Emily? “

So far, Erich doesn’t have to do anything anymore. Just seeing him hold Ms. Deoklyn’s hand long ago, and even when he spoke to others, they remained close together.

“Miss Granger, I think I must thank you… but let’s go! It’s unrealistic that we fight the whole Brandt family alone.”

“That’s better than we can’t be together all our life.” Deoklyn grabbed his hand, as if he was back when he was young. “Erich, I thought that I just needed to know that you might be in love with me. But now I understand that even if we’re going to die for a while, we can hold hands like you for a few minutes, it’s over everything.”

Erich, listen to this statement by Ms. Deoklyn, and look at it with deep depth:

Emily…

And just next to the two, even if one hand contributed to all of this, Madam Maxime and Hermione, and when they saw the smell of the two, they couldn’t afford to smile.

“In general, Mr. Section Head, can you take care of these three Dragons first? Your family is about to be here soon, and we have to at least empty the people in the lobby and wait there for your family to come.”

“Oh! Yes, I’m sorry,” Erich, after kissing Ms. Deoklyn lightly, that’s the way, “They’ll give it to me! As for Flag Young Lady, please notify the staff in the department that they are temporarily blocked in the lobby and that no one is going to go back.”

“All right, Section Head.”

Liaison officer Flag looked at Eric and saw him again, and then he saw him side by side of Deoklyn, after a little bit of doubt, seemed to have left with a slight loss on his face.

…

A moment later, in the lobby on the first floor of the Ministry of Magic, Hermione is sitting on the side of the side, waiting silently on the back seat. She oh la turned on a fold of cards in her hands, while the sight had remained at the open door, and only occasionally would she have a slight head down to the rune on the card.

Finally, wand, as always, is learning Marx’s leather in his sleeve, and is now in status that can be drawn out at any time.

And by her side, the others, Madam Maxime and others, were sitting there, and everybody’s face was very serious.

“Miss Granger,” Cold, Maxime doesn’t have to confirm to Hermione again, “can you really handle it? Honestly, how much more?”

“Well,” Hermione pulled the card a little stop, “if you have to say it seriously – I’m sorry, I don’t actually have anything to ‘hold’. After all, it’s not clear to us how many people will come and how many will come together.”

As the Brandt family really knows nothing about this new generation of heir Eric, it is obviously unwise to judge or conclude that it is only through this information so far.

She did not regret her earlier decision, however, because that was what she insisted on as “Marx’s style of action” – at least she felt that even if Marx handled the matter herself, it would be more radical to go directly to the “theory” of the Brandon family to the other side.

“Somebody’s coming.”

Suddenly, it was seen that Hermione had temporarily seized the rune card in his hand, while looking forward to a slight eyebrowing outside the door.

Listen to Hermione, the most reactive is Eric. He was sitting with Ms. De Quinn, seeing Hermione reminding him that he was almost consciously touching his wand cane.

“Don’t rush.”

oldsteward pats his shoulder, suggesting he’d relax first.

“Even if you’re finally going to do it, I don’t think as long as your family has some wisdom, it won’t be stupid to come up.”

The

clansman of the Brandt family naturally wouldn’t be stupid, and Erich wasn’t actually. It’s just because his nerves are always tight at this moment, so that when you hear what’s blowing up, you jump up like a cat that’s stepped on the tail.

And wait till Erich gets heavy, and soon two figures finally walked out of the door.

One of them is, of course, the gray robe, who went back, and the other, you found it to be a white clown witch.

When I saw each other, Erich, who was so nervous, was stalled.

“Who is Miss Granger?”

I saw the man who walked in front of gray robed old man, wizard, after he swept his eyes off the move towards Eric, just like he didn’t see him, looking directly at Hermione et al.

But after a little bit, he knew which one he was looking for.