Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This Winchester ancient city, Ehula is still here for the first time.

It is clear, however, that since she was injured, she has rarely left the house, so don’t say England, even the nearby town of muggle does not recognize a number of paths. Until the Prophet Bloodline soared, she had left her country of origin for some kind of mission, and had been traveling more recently than she had been in her last 20 years of life.

However, the Winchester ancient city is indeed very rare, and even if the city agrees to fill the troubling ashes, that historical sense of sadness in the ancient city area continues to be invaded from the perspective to the point of view, which makes people feel completely indifferent.

Elkheira was held in his arms by a man who had been implicitly enduring the hidden pain from his back, which had been caused by a lengthy crumbling, on the one hand, could not stop picking up a little bit of an hood, without silent attention to the right.

It can be found that there seemed to be a rain around here last night, and the streets were ticking.

Perhaps because the road in ancient city areas has been experiencing too long frost snow and man-made practices, even if there are traces of repair, it can be seen everywhere. Now, because of the rain, all those understorms have accumulated water, and it seems even more obvious.

“Hornheim Young Lady, your shoes are wet.”

In

the dark, I’m glad I don’t have to return to this place, and I’m 23901; I’m going to tell you about the paralysis, 39275, 23733; I’m jealous of the man, 38390; and I’m afraid of the droughts.

And in fact, although El Hula was taken by the other party, she always felt that the other party was not “bad”, but it seemed to be very good to speak.

It is for that reason that she is no longer as alert to each other as it was at the beginning.

“Yes, it’s wet,” Sara Nodded Road, “but it’s nothing, and it’s interesting to walk on the pit.”

“Really?”

There were also some happy El Houra, but somehow some envy.

“Well, it seems really interesting.”

It’s a little down, Ehula. It’s just that it turns out:

“Hornheim Young Lady, are we… there already?”

“Oh, yeah! Almost,” Sarah Channel, “we’re coming here in Winchester ancient city, let me pick you up, right here.”

“Here?” El Hula hearing this, knocking around again, and then there’s some confusion, “Where?”

This is indeed a place of great historical rhythm, and it’s good to come around and taste England’s brilliant, sometimes. It would be strange to say that living here, not to mention, is a time of crisis.

But she heard Sarah when she saw El Hurra, when she was confused:

“Where is it? I don’t know — he didn’t mention it to me.”

And that’s how Sarah suddenly stops and flowers spill, and she stays there. So, the man with El Hula and his side, naturally, stopped moving and waited in silence.

El Houla was silent and dared not to speak much more, because it was obvious that the other side had suddenly noticed what it was.

Later than a moment, Sarah Minnodded:

“Looks like someone’s coming to pick us up.”

“Isn’t it a living corpse?” El Hula has some concerns about the tunnel.

“I guess not,” Sarah shaved his head, “didn’t you see? This ancient city area has not even appeared yet, even a dead body — think about the way to Winchester before! Every walk can meet a bunch, which is like hell, compared to here. I think it must have been cleared here.”

After all this, El Hula saw two wizard walked out of the fog.

The next moment, both sides stopped at their place of origin and looked at each other in a relative manner.

“Are you Mr. McLorne?”

Sarah asked one thing, but not at all, was answered — seriously, they felt more like “widows” than the alchemy people she made.

“Am I asking you, Mr. Marx McLorne’s men? He asked me to come and find him…”

“Hornheim Young Lady, I don’t think they could answer you.” Ehula just wanted to persuade Sarah not to spend much time on her tongue, but soon, she went, “Wait, Mr. McLorne? Did Mr. McLorne let you bring me here?”

She questioned with some insight, but had not yet waited for a further inquiry, but had seen the two wizard in front of her face stretching their hand and then turned her back on her own.

When Sarah sees it, and when he can no longer talk to El Houra, he’s busy with the meat and he’s on his way.

Lately, as the road ahead is becoming more open and the ancient buildings on the road are gradually getting bigger.

Eventually, two wizard leaders, who had taken the lead in the front, were stationed in front of a large church door, and then opened the door without saying.

“Creaking…”

With the opening of the thick wooden door, there was some noise of teeth acid.

When the two people opened the door, they looked back at moved towards Sarah and El Hurra, and walked in. Sarah saw you, right away.

This is a very big church, all over the place with a strong sense of weight, while the walls of that brick sculpture give people a refrigeration of gloomy at any time. But the two feelings are intertwined, but there is nothing wrong with them.

When Sarah and Ehula went into church, they turned around and walked through a long corridor, and when they suddenly realized what barrier they looked like, a wooden door appeared before them.

Next moment, the door is open, and a little prayer hall in that church has finally entered their sight.

The flames of the flames that flourish in the high ground, pulling rays of light out of radiation, have, to some extent, dispersed the same fog in the hall.

“Sarah, you’re here.”

Just as Ehula’s attention was drawn to the moment when that light group was attracting, a voice that was not stranger and made her rush to the front of the hall.

It’s a familiar shadow, just in the middle of the lobby, and bright light never gets rid of the fog so far as it’s not clear.

“Is that Mr. McLorne?” El Houla can’t stop opening the mouth and said.

“Well, Gloine Young Lady… we met again.”