Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Marx didn’t really see anything worthy of surprise, but because he suddenly remembered, the one who invented Horcrux’s method of production, isn’t it lying under the ground?

In this way, it really makes sense.

No matter how many Horcrux Herpo the Foul has done for himself, and whether he has already lost his mind because of the soul’s insufficiency, the most important thing is that he may not die!

And what should I do if I want to deal with a guy who can be resurrected indefinitely?

Marx immediately bowed his head and looked at the base of the enchanted monument, and he was hesitant–Herpo the Foul, mostly by Slytherin with a coffin to seal it down.

However, this seems to be somewhat different from what is described in the Book of Sin?

There is no mention of Herpo the Foul.

Moreover, although Marx just wandered around the big circle of the enchanted monument, it did not find any traces related to Slytherin.

So, in the Book of Sin, how did the “self of the future” know?

The enchanted monument is generally dark and the surface is smooth and new. In addition to some simple and rough patterns on the base, there are no other details to watch.

Since there are no clues around, it is not on the top, or on –

“… No, I haven’t lived yet!” Marx glanced down at the base of the stone, and then he stepped on a magic book and steadily rose to the top of the enchanted monument.

Dark as a jade-like stone on the top, still as smooth as a knife, although some stones and dust fell on it, slightly concealing its own black, but still black and white.

Marx didn’t dare to touch the stone, but he hovered over the sky for a while, and suddenly he noticed that the silver light flashed through his eyes.

He looked at the wand that was shining in his hand, even when he flew away from the flash.

“this is……”

Behind a pile of rubble, the silver shines back in Marx’s line of sight, constantly reflecting the rays of light emitted by the wand glow.

“…snake?”

He waved wand, removed the stones of messy, and cleaned up the dust by the way. Then, a shiny silver snake stick was completely revealed.

It was inserted obliquely on the stone tablet, like a nail on a wooden board. It was unremarkable, but it was deeply immersed on it. Even the enchanted monument appeared several fine cracks.

This time Marx finally understood why the book “The Book of Sin” said that Salazar Slytherin sealed the monument of incitement, and it seems that the monument of confusion is indeed still in the seal.

Unexpectedly, Slytherin not only sealed the monument of temptation, but also sealed Herpo the Foul with the enchanting monument!

This is a beautiful chain seal, a ring and a ring, it is amazing!

Only when Marx was still a big hit for Slytherin’s masterpiece, the enchanting monument was still conveying a piece of temptation to him, one after another, as if never stop.

……

Whenever people think of something that hasn’t been done, time will always run fast, so that you can’t catch up with your belt.

In the tension of Harry and Hermione’s expectations, 6’s 23 Day quietly passed.

The next morning, the birds passed over the castle, and the chirp chirp twitter twitter called to announce the gradual rise of the temperature; the sky was blue and green, as if it had been brushed several times by the oil brush, and there was no cloud.

Oh – Merlin’s heel!

The third task of the Triwizard Tournament will be coming tonight! And three… Hey, I mean, the four champions will come together to win the championship trophy!

The students in the three schools are very excited, but they don’t expect their own champion to win the championship – even the remote wizards of Durmstrang!

This is entirely because Marx seems to be lazy in every competition, which makes them not sure, in the third task, whether Marx will be willing to make a lot of water and let the trophy be handed over.

Relatively speaking, Hogwarts students seem to be more excited.

Especially Gryffindor, in the early morning dinning table, they started to make trouble. No way, Hogwarts has two champions, and they are all in Gryffindor. Don’t they cheer them up?

But Harry was very nervous. He didn’t look very good. It was estimated that he might have a nervous stomach when he was there. The experience in the maze was too shocking. He now has a shadow on the top three.

The students are taking the exam all day…

Yes, I have already entered the exam week in recent days, but the champion of the top three is exempt from the exam.

When everyone was squatting in front of the question, Harry and Hermione sat behind the classroom and flipped through the book to find some of the spells available in the game.

“Even if you can find one more!” Harry thought about it all the time, but it didn’t make much difference.

“Potter, Granger, and Champion gathered for breakfast in the conference room next to the auditorium.” Professor McGonagall walked over to Gryffindor’s long table.

“But, the game started only at night!”

Harry accidentally sprinkled the scrambled eggs – he thought he had missed the time!

“I know, Potter,” Professor McGonagall said. “The relatives of the champion are invited to watch the finals, and you can meet.”

When Professor McGonagall walked away, Harry looked at her back and started to stay.

“She doesn’t think the Dursley family will come?” he asked Ron awkwardly.

“I don’t know,” Ron said. “Oh… Harry, I have to go quickly, the exam is going to be late. See you later…”

Harry silently finished his breakfast in the hall that was getting cold.

He saw Fleur Delacour stand up from the Ravenclaw table and walk into the conference room with his younger sister. In a short while, “Marx” also calmly walked over there.

But Harry didn’t move, he really didn’t want to go.

“Hermione, go ahead! It’s not easy for your father mother to come once…”

Harry understood that he had no relatives – he was not willing to see his relatives who risked his life.

“What the silly things are you talking about!” Hermione crossed her hips. “Do you remember what Marx said? Are you going to let him alone?”

“Oh… yes, you are right…”

Just as he slowly got up, the door of the conference room opened and “Marx” came out.

“Harry, hurry up! They are waiting for you!”

Harry stood up in confusion – the Dursley family could not come? He and Hermione walked through the hall and pushed the door into the conference room.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard that Fleur was talking in French and her mother 叽叽gu gu.

Fleur’s little younger sister Gabrielle took her mother’s hand and stared at Marx by the bright, bright eyes, staring at the mammoth.

The “Marx” standing by the window looks a bit bleak.

I don’t know who opened the window. The outside wind and the wind blew in, disturbing his hair and giving him a layer of vicissitudes.

“Oh! Father, mother! Are you really here?” Hermione said in surprise. “Is this okay? Do you understand that this is there? Oh – Scorpio!”

Then, Harry turned his head and saw Mrs. Weasley and Bill standing in front of the fireplace, looking at him with a smile.

“I didn’t expect it!” Mrs. Weasley said enthusiastically, Harry smirked and greeted him. “We thought about coming to see you, Harry!”

She leaned over and kissed Harry’s cheek.

“How are you?” Bill smiled and shook hands with Harry. “Charlie wants to come, but he can’t walk. He said that the one you killed the tree bee is so wonderful, it’s incredible!”

Harry noticed that Fleur Decacour crossed his mother’s shoulder and looked at Bill very interested. It can be seen that she is not disgusted with long hair and earrings with fangs.

But I also looked at it, and she turned her head back.

“You are so good,” Harry said softly to Mrs. Weasley. “I still think about it – Dursley –”

“Well.”

Mrs. Weasley gave up his mouth. She has always avoided criticizing Mr. and Mrs. Dursley in front of Harry, but every time she hears their name, her eyes will catch fire.

“It’s good to come back,” Bill said, looking at the conference room. “I haven’t seen this place for five years. Is the portrait of the crazy Knight still there? Sir Cadogan?”

“Oh, still!” said Harry, who met Sir Cadogan last year.

“What about Fat Lady?” Bill asked.

“She was there when I was at school,” Mrs. Weasley said. “One day I went back to Dormitory at four in the morning, and she trained me a pass—”

“What are you doing outside of Dormitory at four in the morning?” Bill looked at him with amazement.

Mrs. Weasley smiled and his eyes sparkled.

“I walked with you father, he was caught by the then prisoner Apollo Prillo – you have a mark on your father now!”

“Take us around, Harry?” Bill said.

“Okay,” Harry said, and suddenly he saw Marx in his eyes. He immediately stopped. “And Marx is here! Let’s go together?”

“Oh – we think too -” Mrs. Weasley unfortunately said, “But McLorne said there is something to think about and you can’t hang out with us.”

“Oh… is it?” Harry thought, “Nothing, he likes to think, usually in the same way. If so, then…”

Harry looked back and looked at the “Marx” side, but saw that the other person was rushing back and pretending not to see himself.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” Bill asked strangely.

“No, nothing…” Harry scratched his scalp and looked dull. “It just seems like a little… um… nothing, should it be an illusion?”

Marx is often solitary in his usual life. Who knows what he is busy with recently? He still does not bother to do it.

To be honest, he really doesn’t dare to get close to Marx now, because it always reminds him of some bad memories.

Just in the clear eyes of Gabrielle, the “juvenile” by the window sighed softly and sighed:

“Oh! The wind is so good today!”