Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Unlike the study, which is full of books, the Marx potion preparation room looks very neat. No, it is not so strict as it is “strict.”

In some magical stories of muggle world, when it comes to potion, it usually comes to mind that an old witch is holding a big spoon and stirring a pot bigger than the human. The firewood is usually lit at the bottom.

In the magic circle, that situation is definitely not there.

Not to mention how complicated and rigorous the other steps are, the light is the type of magic flame and the requirements for control are very high. If any of the elements are not precise enough, a potion will have a chance of 90% nine.

In fact, in Marx’s potion preparation room, a series of areas such as “biomaterial research area”, “magic power reaction test area”, “finished experimental observation area” and the like are separated in detail.

The potion preparation room that was joined after several basements were opened, just at a glance, would give the impression that “wow! This room is spacious!”

“Sorry, let you help something… this time mainly because we need to figure out as soon as possible, what caused the symptoms of Kingsley…”

Before entering the door, Marx really wanted to take the opportunity to ask Tia, what is her intention to find Snape. But seeing the other person can’t seem to say anything, he just skipped it first.

After all, the most important thing at the moment is to test Kingsley’s blood samples first.

“… In short, I am bothering you.”

“…oh, no…no, nothing.” Tia shook her hands and looked a little cramped. “I…had always thought…thank you…Mr. McLorne.”

“Thank me for what?” Marx waved wand and moved the tools he needed to the desktop, while he whispered. “Well, do you help me to purify the aconite root first? 5 ounces after drying, no problem?”

“Oh… good, good.” Tia was nodded.

“Then I will write down the materials I will use first. Go to the material store and pick it up according to the list…” Marx said, and clicked on the parchment and quill on the table behind him. “By the way, Miss Tia is independent.” Which is the most complicated potion ever prepared?”

“…composite booster…but?” Tiya stood by, her hands folded in front of her, a little nervous.

“Oh? Can you complete the preparation of the composite preparation independently? It seems that there are several steps that can be safely handed over to you…” Marx nodded said, “Ah, the material list has been written, you can take it – The location is clearly marked, you can see it when you go to see it, the storage is there…”

In the conversation where the two had a ride, Marx’s hand never stopped. After the equipment was ready, he hurriedly squatted on the table and pulled a stack of manuscript paper brushes and handwritten it.

As for the research data, he rarely writes with magic, which is a habit of him.

When Tia brought the materials back from the storage, the two stopped their previous chats and focused their attention on the preparation of the blood test reagents.

To be honest, Marx actually found out that Tia’s focus on potion is quite high.

Although her approach has a near-dependence on textbooks and various references, the innate talent is clearly not outstanding, but the practice of taking every detail seriously has won the Marx research madman’s favor.

Of course, this kind of goodwill is purely due to academic respect.

After dozens of minutes, Marx gently covered the lid of the cauldron and then nodded politely to Tia.

“For the time being, I will stop here,” he said, sitting back in the chair behind him and flipping the manuscript paper. “Miss Tia also took a break… Well, it seems that if there is a qualified assistant, It is indeed a lot more efficient.”

“……Ok.”

Tia sits on the other side of the biomaterial preparation area, weakly nodded complied. If this place is quiet enough, others may not be able to hear it.

“Oh, yes!” Marx suddenly turned his head. “Before you said thank you… thank you for what?”

Tia hearing this, first squinted, and then he said it.

“I, I want to say… I was suddenly taken to this place, really… really scared. I know, they are all doubting my identity… but only Mr. McLorne, you are not exposed at all. That kind of look.”

“Later, you let Miss Lena take care of me… really, the food here is delicious, the bed is very soft, and no one really bullies me… and, and always let me live Here, obviously I don’t even have money…”

“I, although I am very timid, I dare not say anything, I dare not do anything, but I understand… because Mr. McLorne, your tolerance, let others ask questions about my existence at once. Because Mr. McLorne, you…”

Tia said that the more smooth, although her voice is still very small, her hands clenched tightly, silently showing uneasiness. But this time she did not stop as usual, but insisted on it.

In her words, Marx and Lena are the most frequently mentioned, and every time she mentions, she will show a grateful look.

“…so say, really, really, thank you very much… I like this place very much.”

“Like it,” Marx said with a smile. “As you can feel, the people here are pretty good… Although there are many weird people, everyone’s heart is very kind.”

And me? Am I kind?

Marx gave a big question mark to his head.

“But…” When I got here, Tia suddenly sank and fell a little. “But I am afraid I can’t stay any longer… I, can I… leave?”

“en?” Marx wondered. “Is there anything? I remember that you came from the United States… Is there a goal in Britain that needs to be completed?”

He paused, adding: “To be honest, the duration of the Period magic circle is complicated, and it is not safe outside. If it is possible, it is best not to act alone.”

“But I… I must…” Tia grabbed the hem of her robes. “I am looking for a place… I have to find that place! This is the most important goal I have found to live to the present.” ”

“Looking for a place?” Marx looked at her. “Miss Tia, what are you looking for? If you look for it, I guess you must be lost again… can you talk to me? I am tentatively still Britain magic circle is quite familiar, maybe…”

“Ah… um…”

Tiya hesitated and lowered her head. The fingertips touched the chest subconsciously, and there was a small outline hidden in it.

“Oh, don’t be stubborn… I just ask.” Marx waved his hand.

“No, I think you are right… I should ask for a personal question,” Tia said softly. “It’s just that it’s important to me… it’s important, it’s impossible to ask someone to ask… …in this case, it seems that it is most appropriate to ask Mr. McLorne…”

“Is it? Oh… my pleasure.” Marx put the manuscript paper back on the table and then gently nodded.

In Marx’s slightly questionable look, Tia took the silver photo pendant hidden from her collar and carefully touched the refined texture on her head.

“Have I mentioned it before?” she said. “I was big at the mugl orphan head, and this pendant was stuffed in my cock when I was… It should be the only one after another that my biological parents left me with a meaningful monument.”

She murmured as if she was talking to herself.

“My name ‘Tia’ is the word that is engraved behind this pendant, and here -“

With the “咔嗒” a light sound, the pendant’s silver cover automatically popped open, and the muggle photo appeared again in front of her eyes.

“I have been watching the photos here, Imagine what my biological parents would be like… If I live with them, what would it look like…” she said softly, in tone With a hint of sorrow and sadness.

“I have been bullied by others in the orphanage and in school… but every time I look at it afterwards, I don’t feel the pain in my body and my heart. I feel like… The meaning of continuing to live.”

“I heard the head of the orphanage mentioned that I was picked up in a forest in the suburbs before I was sent to the courtyard. There seemed to be a lot of terrifying traces in the woods…”

“After I was selected to call Iphamoni to learn magic, I realized that the descriptions of the traces of the woods heard from the muggle head were much like the battle between the wizards.”

“So, do you think your parents are forced to leave you in the woods?” Marx thoughtfully, “… since you can stay there safely, then your parents…even Is it still alive?”

“Yes…” Tia really nodded, “and… the environment in this photo looks a lot like the Britain…”

“So you came over…” Marx stood up and walked slowly to her side. “Well… let me see…”

When Marx came over here, she obviously shrank her body, but it didn’t show much resistance.

“Oh… it’s really like… um…” Marx looked down at the little photo in the pendant, frowning, seemingly contrasting with his memory. “It looks… and around Manchester. Some small towns are somewhat similar…”

In the background of the photo, the low-rise, flat-panel bungalows make people feel that there is a kind of messy feeling of “smoke everywhere”, which is undoubtedly a small town with a dignified living environment.