Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Because of the appointment to meet several people in Hermione, Marx and Hagrid did not stay in Glopp for a long time, and soon they said goodbye to Glopp and went to the hunting lodge.

Of course, whether Glopp can understand the meaning of goodbye is not known.

On the way back, Marx found that Hagrid had less words.

Perhaps Dumbledore’s death is still a big blow to him. Only by his uneasy mentaler brother, will he temporarily let go of his sadness and devote himself to taking care of Glopp?

“Hagrid,” Marx comforted him. “We shouldn’t be saddened by Dumbledore’s death. In fact, he’s just one step closer to magic.”

“Yes, I understand…” Hagrid said, “As Dumbledore has been saying, he must have gone ‘another great adventure’…”

“Yes, that’s it.” Marx patted his sturdy arm. “I’ve seen him. He’s been very good… but he’s still the same, he doesn’t know what to say, he always likes to play riddles!”

“Have you seen him?” Hagrid turned his head and stared wide-eyed.

“Well,” Marx nodded said. “I have to say… it’s like a dream!”

The two chatted casually and returned to the hut like a walk. On the way, Hagrid called back the fangs patrolling the edge of the Forbidden Forest and brought them back to the hunting lodge.

Because of the delay in Glopo for a while, Hagrid just used a copper kettle to make some water, put it on the Marx-lit fireplace iron shelf, and there was a mess of footsteps outside the door.

It looks like Hermione, they have already arrived.

“Hagrid, Glop’s thing, have you said it to them?” Marx just asked, and the door came three times and knocked at the door.

The teeth behind the door immediately screamed.

“Oh! No, of course not! This shouldn’t be told to them, you know–” Hagrid quickly waved his hand, then turned his head and shouted, “Come on! Open the door for you right away!”

“Tooth, let go – go under the table!”

“Marx, are you here first?”

Hagrid just opened the door and Hermione’s head came in. She was happy to wave her hand as soon as she saw Marx.

“It won’t be long before, you oh – the kettle has just been put on!” Marx laughed. “Come in! The weather is getting colder… oh, Luna?”

Hermione had just gotten into the hut, and Luna came in with her behind her, and of course the Harry and Ron who had been with Hermione.

“Marx!”

Luna immediately walked over to him as he saw him, and took out his white hand and photographed him.

“What’s wrong?” Marx asked her to pat her on her body and asked with a little curiosity.

“In today’s magic class, Marx doesn’t look too spiritual.” Luna swears. “Is there no injury? What bad things happened?”

“Oh…” Marx blinked and shook his head. “Nothing, I am fine.”

Luna seemed to be relieved. She was gently nodded, and her long hair was slipped to her front with her movements, and she was handed to her ear.

“Marx,” she said, pointing to Hermione with some seriousness. “My friend.”

Marx licked some confused Hermione, looked at Luna with a serious look, and then showed a gentle smile. Hermione spoke when he wanted to say something.

“…friend?” She was a bit stunned.

Luna snorted and then looked at Hermione slyly, softly asking: “Not yet?”

“Oh, oh – of course, of course!” Hermione immediately nodded and smiled. “Of course we are friends! Always!”

“Well,” Luna’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction, and his mouth twitched slightly. “It’s always.”

As she spoke, she slammed Harry and Ron, even Hagrid and her teeth, as if they wanted to introduce their friends to Marx.

The joy in her heart is obviously almost ready to come.

“Okay, don’t stand up – sit down!”

Hagrid greeted everyone to find a place to sit, and he added some firewood to the fireplace. Then he pulled a piece of animal skin blanket to the ground and sat down on the fireplace.

“Hagrid, is this hut that you should expand? If you have more people, you will feel very crowded here…” Marx looked around. “There are a lot of empty spaces around, and the materials are also made.”

“Still forget it…” Hagrid thought for a moment. “I am basically not coming here normally. It seems that there is no need.”

“Don’t you want to get married?” Marx shrugged.

“Marriage?” Hagrid seems to have been scared. On the way, he raised his voice. “No, no, how come…you yell at me, which woman can see it?”

“Hagrid, I think Marx is right, you should find a wife too!” Ron screamed happily. “The house has to be bigger and more beautiful, so it’s easier to get a wife-“

“Nonsense!” Hermione immediately retorted. “Female children pay more attention to character, but not a house can solve the problem!”

“Aiya, I mean really…”

“What do you guys know! This kind of thing is obviously clearer to me!” Hermione got up in her temper, suddenly forked her waist and her fingers poked on Ron’s nose.

Ron was busy with his hands and raised his head over the top of his head, but he did not stop.

“This is not what I said, it is what my mother said -” he sneaked. “She often licks Ginny and says that if she wants to have a big house to live, it is best to marry a good man who is hardworking.”

“…She always took this thing to train father, saying that he is always doing business, not making money, so the family has always been so poor.”

Harry on the side looked at their daily quarrels, helplessly scratching their scalp; while Luna sitting next to Marx looked very interested, listening to their quarrels with keen interest pleasure.

“That’s because your child is born too much!” Marx said with a smile. “Let’s say, don’t look at your mother, then she actually loves your father…”

Speaking of this, it seems that I feel that this topic will not be returned, and they will stop them from continuing to argue.

“Okay, I am not right, some are far away…” He paused. “Hermione, let’s talk about it! What do you want to say to me today?”

“Oh, yes! I almost forgot…” Hermione stunned. “Marx, we have discussed it. I don’t think it will be enough…”

“What can’t you?” Marx asked.

“Defense Against the Dark Arts,” Hermione said seriously. “We couldn’t learn anything in that woman’s class, but the situation is not good now… you know what I mean.”

“We have been studying hard all the time, but this is definitely not enough! And not only us, but other students of Hogwarts are also facing danger. We don’t want to wait for you and the professors when they are in danger. Come to rescue.”

“and so……”

“So?” Marx probably understood what Hermione wanted to say.

“So we want to bring together some students who are willing to come with us, and learn the real ‘Defense Against the Dark Arts’!” Harry suddenly stood up, his eyes with a decisive decision, “We want to ask you Come and serve this Teacher!”

As far as the current Harry is concerned, he can take the initiative to say this sentence, in fact, it is commendable.

After he was afraid of the Gryffindor sword, he had always lacked confidence in himself. The courage that belongs to him has already been in the bottom of my heart in that accident.

When Voldemort was no longer obsessed with prophecy and was no longer attached to Harry, Harry who had learned Occlumency had not encountered any trouble for a long time.

In this school year, in addition to a dementor attack before the start of school, there seems to be a lot of major events. But Harry found that things were almost unrelated to him.

But in this relatively comfortable situation, he decided to stand up and do his part for Hogwarts.

It is conceivable that in his heart it must have been a painful struggle.

“……is it?”

Marx glanced blindly at Luna, who was next to him, then stared at Harry’s eyes, silent.

“Marx?” Hermione yelled at him.

If Marx didn’t think about it, of course it was impossible. Before that, he has considered it many times.

Whether it’s for Luna, or for Harry, or Hermione and Ron, it’s not wise to involve them in a dispute.

Not to mention Luna, just Harry, now it is not necessary to let him blend in and out. And as Harry’s best friend, Hermione and Ron now have no reason to plunge into the darkness.

They can become more powerful and have more self-protection ability, which is obviously a good thing. But this does not mean that they really want to join the Voldemort queue.

But does Marx McLorne really have the right to make decisions for others?

At this moment, Marx thought of the kind old wizard, Dumbledore.

When Marx showed amazing qualifications in his eyes, it goes without saying that in his eyes he was the perfect choice for dealing with Voldemort.

But Dumbledore has never made any restrictions on Marx. He did not use Marx’s relationship with others to guide him in making any decision – this is what he is best at.

Even in the end, in the space of the edge of death, the old man only told him something about magic.

“…In the end, he finally got rid of the shackles that others have given him, and then he has re-entered his own path?”