Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It’s been a long time since I saw Sirius last time. It looks like it’s clean and tidy at the moment.

He wore a tough striped suit and his hair was not cut, but it was seen that it was indeed trimmed.

However, he still looks so thin.

“Chicken!” He just threw his dilapidated “Daily Prophet” on the ground in the cave, and said hoarsely.

Harry snorted and suddenly thought of something. He pulled the bag off and handed the bag of chicken legs and bread over.

“Thank you!”

Sirius said, he eagerly opened the parcel, grabbed a chicken leg, sat down on the ground, and yanked off a large piece of chicken.

The three of Harry looked at him strangely because there was an inexplicable sense of confusion on him.

“What’s wrong?” Sirius looked up at them and looked down at her clothes, then stunned. “Oh… this is the Christmas gift that McLorne gave me last time.”

He chewed his chicken legs in his mouth and vaguely said: “He originally prepared some gold galleons for me, but I didn’t want to… but obviously, to maintain self-esteem, you have to pay the price – you may know, Rat meat is really not very good to chew, they are always running around!”

He looked up at Harry and smiled heartily, but Harry just smiled reluctantly.

“Don’t learn me, Harry… I know that I don’t have a bad temper, but I can’t change it in my life.”

It seems that even when he laughed at himself, he did not forget to perform his godfather duties.

“What have you been doing lately, Sirius?” Harry couldn’t help but ask.

“This will wait a little while, McLorne will come over today.” Sirius said, he continued to bow his head and lick his chicken legs and bread.

Black and barely fell, Harry and Hermione were dark, they looked at each other and then subconsciously moved their eyes elsewhere.

If they are in peacetime, they will definitely call Marx. But now, as soon as they see Marx, they feel very uncomfortable.

They did not tell Ron about what happened in the labyrinth that day. First, they don’t know what to say. After all, they don’t know much about themselves. Second, they don’t want to say it because they have been avoiding that topic as much as possible!

However, Marx did not let them struggle for a long time.

After a while, Buckbeak suddenly looked up at the hole and immediately screamed with excitement.

“Oh, are you here already?”

Everyone quickly turned around and saw Marx standing there with ease and laughing at them.

Hermione looked subconsciously behind Marx – okay, Miss Lovegood didn’t seem to come along, which would at least make her feel less bored.

Hermione is very scared now, she is worried about when she can’t stand it anymore, and she will go to Marx and ask him “why”.

As for what “why”? She doesn’t know it herself.

“What are you staring at?” Marx walked to the deepest part of the cave, reached out and touched Buckbeak’s neck, and took a fresh sleigh from his waist.

While feeding Buckbeak with snacks, he said casually: “Sirius, I said that I hired you to take care of Buckbeak for me. Can you take gold Galleon down? As for your stomach, can’t you go? I am not plain. Send money to you for no reason.”

Sirius vaguely said: “No, it is okay to take care of it. You can save me a life! If I collect your money, then let me return this life to you first… Ok, don’t look at myself, I don’t have enough to eat. You Hippogriff, I never let it go hungry!”

“That’s it, I will give you a clear road today…” Marx turned back, hehe smiled. “The ferrets used for feeding are much better than the mice. The farms are fat and big in order to make them grow. They generally don’t let them have too much exercise. From now on, I will give Buckbeak a meal, and you eat snow with it, how about?”

Black listened, but somehow it was really a little heart-warming.

“How can Sirius and Buckbeak eat the same thing -” Ron was surprised.

“Shut up, Ron!” Hermione interrupted immediately. “What do you know! Snow can be much more expensive than chicken legs…”

“Just kidding,” Marx waved his hand. “It’s time to say something right… Sirius, I discussed it with Dumbledore and decided to temporarily terminate the plan.”

“How did it suddenly end?” Sirius swallowed the chicken legs in his mouth and asked with a mouthful of oil. “Is the plan not going very well?”

Marx put away a smile and slowly shook his head: “The specific situation and my prediction have a great deviation. If you continue, there may be a big change. The details have not yet been determined, so I won’t say it first, but at least one thing is certain -“

He paused and said seriously: “Voldemort is probably not our biggest enemy anymore.”

Marx’s words are like a bitter cold wind, quietly scraped through the cave, so that everyone is silent.

Voldemort is not the biggest enemy, so how terrifying will the real enemy be?

For a long time, Marx’s calm and omnipotent performance has long been trusted by a few people present.

If someone else says this, I am afraid that everyone will not agree, even if the experienced Sirius Black will be scornful.

But now, this word is spoken from Marx’s mouth, and everyone has to think about it.

“Marx, you mean…the one who can’t even mention the name…has it been back?” Ron asked after he knew it.

“Dark Mark has appeared twice, you said!” Hermione glanced at him, silent.

Seeing everyone’s face is gloomy, Marx re-exposed the relaxed expression of the previous, smiling: “Although it is correct to be careful, but don’t worry too much, don’t forget, there are Dumbledore is here!”

Rather than thinking that you can find a way, it is better to move Dumbledore out to make these people feel more at ease. Although at the moment, Dumbledore has already given him all the questions.

“…maybe, Dumbledore is also going to train me into his successor!” Marx thought depressed.

“That… this time you came over, just to inform me of the planned termination?” Sirius picked up the chicken legs again. He continued to ask while he was eating. “Still, you have other things to pay. Give it to me?”

Marx shook his head. “There are still some things, but this time it’s not that complicated. I will go see two people in a while, before that, you should first -“

Having said that, he subconsciously looked at Harry and the three of them, and then turned around.

“Harry, Hermione, Ron, some things can’t be said to you for a while… If you can trust me, can you avoid it first?” He said sincerely, “I don’t want to deceive you with other reasons… maybe before I will do it with the slightest hesitation, but now I just want to tell the truth, I believe you can understand me.”

“Oh – of course, since you said that.” Harry immediately nodded and then took the lead.

Hermione hesitated, then silently pulled Ron, a reluctant one.

“What is so mysterious, even Harry can’t know?” Sirius curiously said. “But let me say, you might as well lie to them! At least you can lie to a higher level than the average person…”

“Oh – there is nothing, but it’s not very suitable for them to see.” Marx took out wand and waved it, and a stretcher carrying people appeared on his side.

“This is… Barty Jr. Crouch?” Sirius looked at the man on the stretcher and was surprised. “Is he not dead in Azkaban?”

“Death is dead, but it is the latest thing.” Marx waved wand again, and the stretcher carried Barty Jr. Crouch’s body floated to the side of the cave and re-applied a Disillusionment Charm to cover him up.

“This was originally part of the original plan. I wanted to use his death to test Voldemort. Now that the plan is over, then he is temporarily useless… you can give him back to him father! “Marx looks complicated and “, although Barty Jr. may not wipe out the crimes, after all…”

He shook his head and continued to say: “His father is likely to be trapped at home by him. You can save his father by the way! You tell him that everything is not over, things can’t be exposed too early. It’s what Dumbledore said, he should do it.”

“…is your hand?” Sirius couldn’t help but ask.

“Even if it’s not the same, isn’t the whole plan all the way I am working?” Marx sighed. “There is no question about this kind of question, it doesn’t make sense.”

“You are like this, it’s like killing a lot of people…” Sirius helpless, “It’s easy to ignore your age with you… really, this is your first time… ?”

He carefully compared the movements of the neck. He could see that he was still worried about Marx’s psychological condition. After all, no one really does not care about doing this kind of thing.

However, Marx just waved his hand and didn’t seem to want to go on with this topic.

The cave was a little silent for a while, and Marx took the initiative to break the slightly dull atmosphere.

“In short, you can help me to go to the Crouch home, I am not very suitable to go in person…” He hesitated. “You know.”

“hmph…” Sirius didn’t take it for granted. “Poor Crouch… I want to see it, I can only blame himself… Can you tell me how Barty Jr. died?”