Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Look! Look over there! The master is fine!”

Just as the Death Eater was silent all the time, there was a lot of black air around Riddle House. Those black gas seems to be out of thin air, without any warning in advance.

But seeing that the black gas is getting more and more, it will not be long before it has covered the sky, and it also faintly exudes some kind of evil and horrible atmosphere.

Mr. Blois is frowned, but he hasn’t acted – he’s not coming to fight with Voldemort this time, or just wait and see!

It can be said that his wand has been firmly pointed to the ground.

“This is… can you say…”

As soon as I think of the dozens of humanoid creatures that have been entangled in blackness, Mr. Blois suddenly thought of something bad.

In case, just in case, he is still ready for a big fight.

At this time, the darkness of the sky suddenly retracted and quickly became a mass. The next moment, a humanoid monster screaming in black air, like a black flame, screamed in silence.

Yes, Voldemort also showed this pattern when he was fighting Dumbledore, but it was then broken up by Dumbledore with a magic power beam containing rules.

Only this time, Voldemort’s state seems to be wrong!

“Hey…嗬ahhhh ahhhh ah-“

He was so hovering in the air, the black flame-like head was slightly lowered, and the back of the hair made a scream of screaming, which seemed to imply some kind of painful pleasure.

“hmph oh… finally again – no! This is the body of my Dark Lord! You can never take it away! 嗬…哼…ahhhh ahhhh ——”

Just in the strange and inexplicable self-talk, the black-flame Voldemort earned a slap in the face, his hands slammed open like he was breaking away, and his head almost reached 90 degrees.

With the last screaming roar, the black flames that continually danced and fluttered in violently, and disappeared into the air with nothing left.

Voldemort… Or, Tom Riddle’s body appeared again.

“hmph!” He was coldly snorted, his eyes were cold and arrogant. “My mine is mine. Do you want to snatch my Dark Lord’s body?”

Voldemort muttered, meditation for a moment, then looked at Blois.

“Your magic is good… very good,” he said coldly. “I believe now, if you can help me to attack Hogwarts Castle and kill Albus Dumbledore, then the deal can be negotiated!”

As he said, Voldemort paused again, and this waved: “Please, there are things about the transformation of the bloodline. We can go to the house to talk about it…”

Mr. Blois is hearing this and looked at Voldemort deeply, and finally nodded.

To be honest, he originally wanted to be a semi-forced one. In the eyes of his Erik Blois, this Dark Lord of the Britain is not worth mentioning.

But now he has discovered that the things involved are really incapable.

In fact, if possible, he has no intention of continuing to do anything at the moment. Although Voldemort may not be beaten at the moment, if…

However, there are some things that can’t be done! He himself can die, but the one he cherishes, but he wants to save anyway – even if he pays all the price!

He, Erik De Sitz Blois, wants to do everything in his lifetime to completely solve the curse that has plagued the Blois family for thousands of years!

But this is not for the family, but for her!

In the heart of the firm nodded, and then Mr. Blois took a step, striding to the collapse of the nearly half of the Riddle House door.

At the moment he stepped into the door, the huge stone giant behind him collapsed instantly and re-created a pile of muddy clods of different sizes…

……

Just as the battle between Voldemort and Blois had just subsided, Marx, Luna and Mr. Lovegood were standing at the school gate of Beauxbatons, saying goodbye to the Delacour sisters.

This is almost the middle of the month, Lockhart’s “personal audition” is being prepared in a frenzy, he should also go back to help, by the way, some special magic that will be used in the “auditory” will be well practiced. Just a moment.

In addition, of course, the related research on the monument of confusion needs to be completed as soon as possible. Although he is not only playing during this time, the efficiency is still relatively low.

Even if the child’s summer vacation has only just begun, Marx’s summer vacation is almost over.

After Fleur and Gabrielle turned and left, Marx turned his gaze to Luna.

“Luna… Mr. Lovegood…we will also be here separately! I have to go to the Durmstrang Castle…” Marx thought, “Luna…if there is no accident, we may have to see you again at the beginning of school.” It is.”

“Hey?” Luna glared at his head, slightly confused, nodded.

Marx looked at her old look and couldn’t help but laughed.

“Oh…” He suddenly got to Luna’s ear and whispered, “I will miss you.”

Luna didn’t realize that she had been teased by a little girl, still innocently headed, and then showed a sweet smile.

“I will.”

She answered so seriously, but it made Marx a little embarrassed.

“Oh! Marx… can you go by yourself? No problem?” Mr. Lovegood asked with a little worry.

Marx waved his hand and motioned that he was fine.

But when Mr. Lovegood left with daughter Luna Disapparation, Marx couldn’t help but sighed – he couldn’t be Disapparation, and sometimes it was quite inconvenient!

He decided that every time he went to a place, he would make a portkey so that he would not have to go back and fly.

After re-thinking and discovering that there was nothing or something falling, Marx hurried to the airport and flew to the country where Durmstrang Castle was.

……

Blois Fort, Paris, France.

At the top of a tower in the castle, a frosty white snow sways gently in the wind, changing with the wind.

This white dyed in the faint sunset, quietly filled with a little Jing Ying.

That’s Wynie Blois, a young girl who doesn’t always show a hint of expression.

At this moment, she leaned over and walked on the edge of the stage, quietly looking at the distant and blurred scenery, but her heart was clear and clear, as if the crystal ball that had been washed was generally transparent.

Behind her, there was a huge dragon head that sneaked out and made a burst of boring roar.

Suddenly, a slight roar sounded over the Blois Fort. Wynie leaned up slightly and saw a faintly visible little thing dragging the long white mist across the air and flew all the way to the distance.

Wynie blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, but underneath it was a pair of indifferent eyes.

“…Marx.”

She was so murmurously whispering, her eyes followed the high-altitude plane and extended to the distance, until she could not see it, and then she continued to look at the sky and continued to stay.

Life at home has always been the case, plain and faint, and nothing to consider. Wynie is a habit of being in a daze, and it is exactly that.

But recently, she is not just a daze, in her heart, there is a very important thing worth her to miss.

This matter is related to Marx, but it has nothing to do with Marx.

Wynie certainly can’t figure out such a complicated thing, she never thinks about it. What she hopes is to live well and live peacefully every day.

She doesn’t want to attract anyone’s attention, nor does she take the initiative to pay attention to anyone.

She started thinking about Hogwarts from the beginning, she thought so. She went to Hogwarts to go to school, just to have a place where she could easily grow a variety of flowers and plants.

“… Anyway, it will end.”

For Wynie, she is destined to be a passer-by in someone else’s life. This is not her choice, but she is not annoying.

Father is very anxious about this, but she is not bothered at all.

Perhaps, if this happens to other female children, the idea will be very different from her; but she does not reject this so-called “doom” at all.

In Wynie’s opinion, as long as she can take a look at this world, she is completely satisfied.

In the long history of the Blois family, the “curse” continues, and her Wynie is not the first one, maybe the last one.

If other female children will feel pain for this, then in fact, it will end.

“But, Marx…” Wynie suddenly said softly, “…he will…sad?”

For this male child who forced himself into his life, Wynie didn’t really know how to get along. No, she doesn’t know how to get along with anyone.

This has nothing to do with the so-called “doom”, which is entirely due to Wynie’s nature.

But even if she doesn’t understand at all, how should she go with other people, and even some people don’t like to contact others. But for Marx, she never felt any obstacles.

It is a very natural and subtle feeling, as if the two are together, there is no interference between them, and they can coexist without fear.

Unconsciously, Wynie silently accepted the existence of Marx.

To this day, when she watched Father once again rushing out, she remembered what would happen to her.

However, what she remembered for the first time was the faint silhouette of Marx.

“…he must…not sad.”

Wynie tried to use his own simple thinking to give a story that was not meant to end, and to draw a broken period.