Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

鈥減eng!鈥?

The door of Black’s old house was pushed open with great force and violently, hitting the wall heavily.

“Ah – which wild donkey is here? This is our House of Black house, do you want to take it apart…”

Sirius’s mother shouted again.

Lupin and the others, who were discussing the recent cases in the reception room, of course heard it. They all left their seats with doubts and ran to the hall.

“Marx? You… what’s wrong with you? Nothing…”

When she saw Marx swaying inside, Mrs. Weasley hurried up and reached for Marx’s arms.

“Well… nothing, don’t worry about me.”

Marx gently pushed Mrs. Weasley away with a weak hand, then reached out and beckoned, and the two stiff human figures appeared suddenly behind him and fell on the floor in the foyer.

“Lupin, step up the interrogation…they are the wizards responsible for distributing the potion…”

“This…hey! Are you…” Lupin didn’t move, he just stared seriously at Marx’s drooping face. “Have you drunk that potion?”

“It鈥檚 so annoying… don鈥檛 talk nonsense, take it to interrogation.鈥?/p>

Marx licked his head and tried to make himself more awake, but he almost fell because of the swaying of his vision. Mrs. Weasley was busy helping him again.

“Answer me!” Lupin still didn’t move. The face that was full of Hu Yan was even more determined. “Are you drinking the potion yourself? Is it only the people who have been drunk to find the right place?”

“Ah…Yeah, that’s right… that’s it.” Marx couldn’t help him, he had to answer irritably.

鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you let someone else do it? Or, just go find a victim…鈥?It seems that something is wrong, Lupin paused, but continues. 鈥淥r else, let Kingsley take the lead, isn鈥檛 it? I want him. If you are, you must be willing to do this!”

“Impossible…” Marx slowly closed his eyes and said dryly. “This thing, I have to do it myself… otherwise…”

“What is going on? Marx, what are you doing for this?” Mrs. Weasley asked excitedly.

“For what…?” Marx said with a nightmare. “For what? Probably… I think, this thing has my responsibility in it…”

“Responsibility?” Lupin certainly couldn’t understand, and the answer was not enough for him to accept. “No matter what, for everyone, you shouldn’t do it!”

“Know, for the current Order of the Phoenix, you – Marx McLorne, is very important! You shouldn’t be so reckless!”

Having said that, Lupin paused.

“I said, this is not like you?”

Marx hearing this, gently shook his head, looks a bit lonely.

“Ah, do you know?” he said leisurely. “Sorting Hat is really amazing! It will be able to see the essence of a person at once…”

“What?” Lupin subconsciously cast a puzzled look at him.

“I mean, I don’t have the courage of Gryffindor.” Marx lightly said with a smile, “Well… actually, I am scared! I am afraid of losing important people, afraid to hide and cry. I am afraid …I don’t want to make any friends.”

“Only that way, I can be the ‘Marx McLorne’, I can reasonably face this world.”

“But since I entered Hogwarts, I have deserved people and friends who are worthy of contact… I have a female child I really like…”

“So, my coward is getting scared.”

I heard this from the mouth of Marx, and everyone in the place had the feeling of knowing him for the first time.

To be honest, the impression that Marx has brought to the people around him is nothing more than the feeling of “magic genius”, “bigger than adults”, or even “heir” of Dumbledore.

But that is just a series of affirmations of his abilities.

For the “Marx 路 McLorne” person, most of them have no exact understanding.

Only when I first heard him confide in his own voice, the talents really felt it. How can he be powerful and genius, but he is still an ordinary person with troubles, weaknesses and even fears.

鈥渉aha…鈥?Lupin laughed coldly. 鈥淗ey, I said… is that the little girl at Lovegood?鈥?/p>

“what?”

Marx, who leaned on Mrs. Weasley, raised his head with difficulty.

“I mean, the girl you really like, is Lovegood’s little girl?” Lupin repeated it with a smile.

“Well…” Marx waved his hand. “Yes! Isn’t this something that everyone should know?”

“The girl is good, weird and cute.” Mrs. Weasley makes fun.

“Oh, I think so too -” Lupin said halfway, suddenly complexion changed, “Hey! You are so savage this time, is she being involved in this case?”

“No, no.” Marx was weak and powerful. “Not Luna, a friend of mine – my most important friend!”

“That is鈥︹€?#8221;

“Lupin, don’t ask… you quickly take them to the interrogation, I have to deal with it… you know.”

Marx steadily interrupted Lupin’s questioning, then waved to Leni and Lena standing on one side.

“Mrs. Weasley, can you help me send a letter to Professor Snape? Thank you.” He said, “I am fine here, let them help me up.”

“Mr. MrLorne, please be careful.”

The sisters of Leonellana, one by one, supported Marx and went to Study.

Along the way, Lena is no different from the past; but it is always a bit uncomfortable to talk to the chirp chirp twitter twitter.

“Lenny, what happened?”

When Marx sat down on the couch, he asked the little girl.

“Aiya…nothing, mixed ball Marx…” Lenny didn’t open her face naturally. “That… are you okay?”

“It’s rare that you can care about me,” Marx laughed. “It’s okay, OK, let’s go out first!”

“That one鈥︹€?#8221;

“It’s okay.” Marx patted her head and repeated it carefully.

“Ok鈥︹€?#8221;

After that, Lenny took the hand of the elder sister and dragged her away from Study.

When the door was lightly closed by Lena, Marx immediately took a deep breath, then pulled out a stack of records and spread it out on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

“What about the hallucinogenic potion…” He looked at the information and snarled. “No, it’s not so much a potion, it’s better to play the effect of the ‘mysterious flower’ as efficiently as possible.”

“In terms of the detected formula, this intention is obvious… and, some plausible places are like mistakes that students make.”

Thinking of this, he could not help but reveal a smile.

“Wynie, this guy, really is not good at potion…”

But at this moment, he suddenly lightly exclaimed.

“Well… it was originally used as a moonstone powder to reconcile emotions and keep people calm. It would make the ingredients of the mysterious flower flower more adhesive… Is it because of the mistakes that made mistakes? Wynie, this is a cat touch. Is it dead?”

He independently analyzed the homework of potion in Study, trying to find an antidote that would clear the potion’s effectiveness.

Although he relied on tenacious spirit and powerful willpower to force himself to stay awake, this state after all is not long-lasting.

Once you really sink into the illusion, it is difficult to wake up again.

After more than 30 minutes, the door of Study suddenly opened wide, and Snape continued to make strides in the past.

“Are you a Flobberworm? You actually drink that kind of thing–” he gloomy his face, shouting unceremoniously, “No, Flobberworm is better than you, at least they can sleep in addition to eating… you kid, Don’t even dare to sleep now?”

Quix paused in Marx’s hand, then raised his head with difficulty.

“Don’t say that, Flobberworm is great…” He smiled weakly.

“There is still strength and nonsense, it seems that at least it will last for a while…”

Snape pulled the piles of paper on the floor to the floor, then sat down, grabbed the stack of paper in front of Marx, and hurriedly looked.

After a while, I saw him licking the paper in his hand, and his face was obviously worse.

“What are these things? Can this be called ‘potion’? The guy who made this formula is looking down on potion?” He didn’t feel good. “This is the student in my potion class, zero!” 鈥?/p>

“Aiya, this is not easy. I have tried very hard to see it…” Marx leaned back on the sofa and waved softly.

He didn’t want to tell Snape that in fact, the maker of this potion is probably the student in his class!

“This potion can have this effect, basically all of the merits of the mysterious crystal flower, isn’t it?” Snape put the information in his hand in front of Marx. “As for the antidote, your thoughts should be fine…”

He said, and pulled a new manuscript paper, and also picked up a quart to write and draw.

“I am responsible for the calculation of the chain reaction and the anti-magic power formula. You continue to do your pharmacological pushback… Hurry up! Your kid, time is running out?”

“It seems that I don’t have to die for a long time. The flag can’t be arbitrarily…”

Marx muttered lazily, taking another breath and leaning over to continue writing.

Suddenly, the study was quiet again, only the quiet tip rubbed against the rustling of the paper, and the sound of a breath of Marx.

Outside the window, the darkness grew thicker and thicker. It was a night without moon and stars.