Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the church, in order to be able to pass through more fog, the flames of the top are extremely high. And perhaps that’s why the glory that it spreads appears to be pale.

In particular, now Marx just came here to add magic power as fuel to the flame, which makes it more intense for rays of light.

When Harry walked through the lengthy corridor, they felt like they came to a place where they lost color.

In the entire church hall, the light and the fog overlap with each other, and it is a blanket white one. The four walls of the lobby are almost unambiguous and can only be seen in the front row of the full prayer table, as well as in some silhouette rounds sitting in the room.

Harry stopped consciously and watched the sword with vigilance.

Suddenly, one of the shadows in the seats stood up, silently walked out of the seat and walked towards Harry’s side along the middle path.

They thought each other was coming to their own – be it enemies or friends – just like the wizard who took the way for them.

But who knows that silhouette went out of the corridor when he came after moving towards Harry in a silent way. Throughout the process, there has been little response.

“Shall we go inside and see?”

Looking for Rons Neville for a while, you can’t stop talking.

Because it’s very quiet here, and he doesn’t press his voice very low by himself, but it’s natural that he’s back in this hall.

好在，前面那些坐在祈祷bench 上的silhouette 似乎并不在意这点动静。要不然，这些人齐齐回过头来的场面想想还是颇为惊悚吓人的。

After a little bit of a doubt, Harry ordered nodded.

“Sooner or later we’re gonna find out what’s going on.”

Just say he took the lead on his legs, moved towards the middle of the road. You see, even though you have a lot of guts in your heart, you follow it.

But not yet waiting for them to take a few more steps, and another silhouette came from the front rays of light, slowly moving towards them.

The silhouette is not very clear for the sake of the light, and only one shaky black linear is barely visible between light and fog.

But soon, Mr. Blois walked twice as fast as Harry and died staring at the front.

“Wynie? You’re really here!”

To be honest, this journey is actually much harder to enter than imagined; however, when it comes to the discovery that it is Wynie, Blois felt that it’s going well in the field.

It’s just a pity to find Wynie at all, and no doubt it’s just a slight start that’s all.

“Wynie? I’m father! Don’t you know Wynie?”

Mr. Blois stood before Harry and opened his arms to each other and kept calling. But as silhouette was getting closer, and while it became clear that people were actually Wynie, they also found that Wynie did not show any excitement about Mr. Blois’s arrival.

Not many times, the approaching Wynie finally stood in front of Mr. Blois, watched the latter quietly, whispering:

“I know, Father.”

This is a very familiar tone for Mr. Blois, but quiet, like she was forced to be trapped at the time of the seal. Just like the past, it seems that there are still a lot more indifference.

Blois is in the middle of a doubt, but I hear the Wynie conversation.

“Father, Potter… you shouldn’t come.”

“When you’re on the island, you leave from our eyes, and that’s why we can’t come to you!” Harry behind Mr. Blois, listen, I can’t help it. “You know, sir’s been worried about you!”

“I know,” Wynie hearing this, then, “yes, it was my fault, but there was no way — then, for some reason, I lost my judgment.”

“What do you mean?” Mr. Blois, listen, seems to me, “Is that McLorne? What did he do to you?”

Wynie, why did you not leave the island to England’s fog, actually thinking a lot, especially Mr. Blois, who was Wynie father. And think about it, the only thing he can think about is Marx.

Even though he can’t guess too much details that might lead to something like this, he seems to have only Marx, doesn’t he?

On the other hand, I can hear Mr. Blois asking that Wynie is very frank:

“Because Marx, though, there’s something he didn’t expect.”

“So McLorne should be here, too?” Mr. Blois goes on, “Wynie, just take me to him. I’m gonna ask him,” Is it inside? ”

He said, “On the one hand, he’s going to go in there, but he didn’t think Wynie was very decisive in stopping him.”

“No,” Wynie is serious, “Marx is in business and cannot be disturbed.”

Wynie, you…

Mr. Blois has always loved this daughter very much, even because he felt so bad about each other that he could be called “doted”. Whenever Wynie wanted, he’d follow, and even more because of Wynie’s words, he tried to send her to Hogwarts to school.

However, this is the first time that he was angry with Wynie because of his strong patriarchal love of daughter.

“No! I have to find him. – Yes, McLorne, he lifted the Bloodline curse for you. That’s enough for me to thank him for his whole life! As long as he can protect you, even if he asks me to spare my life to deal with Herpo, I will do it.”

“But,” Blois is ignored, and then he turns around, “If he dares not to be good to you, I can’t agree! Even if he ever helped you!”

“But this is what I want.” Wynie has no refuge in the land.

But Mr. Blois, at this point, does not care what he does:

“That won’t work!”

Blois forced to push Wynie to stop his arm, and wand in his hand was going to rush to the bottom of this church.

“Stop!”

Wynie screamed, and saw father barely stopped, and suddenly he wrapped his thin lips up.

Just standing behind and not knowing how good Harry is, they see that those wizard who were sitting around praying for their seats were standing up in brush and burning up the bear’s black flames.

And just the next moment, they turned around and all went in front of Mr. Blois.