Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

After Marx was separated from Harry on the same day, he left the Hogwarts and disappeared into the bushes at the school gate.

As Sirius told Hedwig to pass the blood book, he must have been in a very bad situation. But even if Hedwig can fly away, it might be too late.

Marx didn’t even think of it. When he reappeared from the portkey’s space move, he directly crossed the North Atlantic.

……

New York, USA, two in the morning.

Late night in New York is not a dark gloomy.

Even if it has just rained, the dark clouds in the air have not dissipated with the night wind, and the dazzling neon lights and a large number of traffic headlights will make the whole street shine like white.

The muggle citizens who lived in New York’s night life walked fast or slow on the street to enjoy the wonderful air unique to the rain.

Just next to this bustling street, in a dark, wet alley, a small spider is hanging upside down in the eaves of a bakery.

Suddenly, the spider’s belly shimmered with a glimmer of light, accompanied by a negligible light sound, and the space under the eaves shook a strange twist.

“hua la ——”

A teenager with a costume different from the muggle appeared in the distorted space, then sat down in the trash can located just below the spider.

“hu ——”

The teenager’s expression was subtlely sighed, and then he waved his hand.

Suddenly, the trash can slammed for half a week, and he poured out the garbage inside him. I never thought that the boy was agile and steady when he stood on the ground, and the garbage was still in the air.

I saw him reaching out again, and it seemed to be a wave of dust. The rubbish bin and the various garbage in the air immediately returned to the original state like a film rewind.

This boy is naturally Marx.

As in the last infiltrate Britain Ministry of Magic, he painted the rune for positioning on the belly of each Acromantula. The flexible use of portkey allowed him to ease the trouble of not being able to properly disapparation.

“Which time difference?” Marx looked around and said casually, “Little eight, come down!”

He didn’t raise his head and waved at the eaves above, but he saw the gray awning in the spider’s eye crawling under the eaves, and he slammed his eight legs down to the back of his hand.

“Don’t look for this place again next time.” Marx didn’t feel good.

As he spoke, he reconfirmed the muggle that was not witnessed… or something else. Then he turned and walked deep into the alley.

“Little eight, Sirius?”

In the dim alley where the street lights couldn’t find him, he raised his back and asked the spider about the situation.

“…attack…separate…”

It is not easy to let spiders learn to speak. Their father Aragog has spent decades with the help of Hagrid, and they are obviously better at learning than their father.

But even so, in its awkward voice, the intermittent vocabulary patchwork still appears quite fragmented. It seems that Marx needs to spend a lot of effort to wait for them to have a smooth conversation.

Because the time was not loose, Marx used Legilimens a little, and read the thoughts of Xiao Baxin gently and accurately.

“Obscurus…?”

Although Xiao Ba is hiding in the vicinity of Sirius most of the time, its wisdom is not enough to understand what to observe.

In the days when Sirius left the Black House, it ran out of Sirius’s robes for the rest of the day, except for occasionally taking Sirius to rest and hunting.

It wasn’t until the moment when Sirius suddenly suffered a violent attack that he ran out and joined the battle to protect Sirius.

However, their opponents are a few different and powerful black fog.

To be honest, the modified Alimorantula modified by Marx’s hand is indeed very terrifying. Although Basilisk’s ability to die gaze does not seem to be fully inherited for some reason, the petrified effect of its four pairs of gray eyes is outstanding.

Whether it is a living creature or a dead ghost, it can’t escape the influence of petrified sight.

Even Marx, who has not yet discovered the specific nature of Obscurus, has covered a layer of visible gray under the eyes of Xiao Ba, and the action has become slower.

It is a pity that the Obscurus who attacked Sirius is not one or two, but four!

Xiaoba dragged two of them, and the black fog that could be struck in the other direction forced Sirius to fight and avoid it. So he got rid of the protection of Xiaoba and disappeared.

“I hope Sirius can be safe…” Marx put the little eight into the sleeves of the wizard’s gown and frowned. “The key is… what did he come to the US to do?”

Harry’s owl Hedwig didn’t attach a spell to keep flying long distances, and he didn’t know the time. He is not sure whether Sirius is still in the United States.

But Sirius came here and shelved her actions because of the attack. Then, as long as he is not dead, he will definitely set foot on the land of New York again.

According to Sirius’s stubbornness that doesn’t stop, Marx thinks that his speculation should not be wrong.

“So, the question now is… Where is he?”

In the end, looking for Sirius and confirming its status is naturally the first priority. He didn’t want to see this once again, but he had a bloody true-tempered man.

After experiencing Dumbledore’s death, Marx made it clear that even if it was dead, there should be a proper reason and a cemetery to hang.

Whether it is dead or alive, he should find the hopeless fool.

After reconfirming that no one was watching, Marx took out the staff and stretched forward. In his vision, the flow of magic power became swift, and the name of Sirius was outlined at the top of the staff.

“Everyone’s name is of magic power. The longer the name is used, the more people it knows, the stronger its magic power utility will be.” – This is the name magic power a word.

I know that it is a confusing topic to know how to apply.

Adding meaning to magic for your own name, as Voldemort did, is not a difficult thing for Marx.

But if the object is someone else’s name, there is more to be involved.

Using names to find people, even if you only perceive a general position, also requires considerable effort to analyze the other person’s character, habits, appearance, experience, and so on.

All in all, you must know each other as much as possible.

Fortunately, Marx’s understanding of Sirius is quite rich, and he knows about the aspects that should be known and what he should not know.

“… um.” A few minutes later, Marx rubbed his head.

The result of induction can only be described in one word, that is, “chaos.”

In the process of detecting and searching, all people or things related to Sirius will interfere with the detection, and the more closely they contact, the greater the interference.

If you think of one of Sirius’s treasures as himself, Marx has a headache.

Fortunately, the goal that Marx confirmed seems to be somewhere in New York. If you want to say the general direction…

“…West-northwest?”

If you sense other locations, then Marx’s suspicions will be stronger. But in New York, Sirius is probably the most likely.

After all, he has never heard of it, Sirius has been stranded in New York.

Nothing to think about, Marx put a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and then he sprinted in the direction of perception with a thick magic book.

In the fast flight, Marx’s neat market was gradually receding, and he was quietly left behind. Not long after, the lights below began to diminish, and the night’s faintness slowly turned into the main color of the field of vision.

The dark clouds above the head still look heavy and depressed, and the previous rain does not seem to be the last rain of the night. The tidal air whistling in the ears of Marx, giving him a glimpse of getting wet.

He continued to fly forward in a place that was not too high above the city, but at a certain moment, he seemed to be aware of what it was like. The magic book under his feet was suddenly swirled with his body and slammed down to the ground.

It is a narrow street without people, and the surrounding houses are not too high, not far from a dense medium residential area.

On both sides of the street, shops that are no longer open at night are closed to the door, and only one or two supermarkets are still lit. In this quiet street, on the light yellow streetlight, there is a feeling of loneliness.

Marx didn’t care about the supermarket. After two quick steps, he turned decisively and walked to the side of an old-fashioned pizza shop.

This pizzeria looks more obsolete than the shop on both sides, not only the signboard is fading, but even the window has only one frame left.

On the side door handle of the pizza shop, there is a notice of “timeout business”.

Marx noticed the pizza shop because it was constantly emitting regular magic power fluctuations, showing the hidden spells.

“In short, let’s go ahead…”

He lifted his Disillusionment Charm and put away some conspicuous staff, then reached out and held the doorknob and “clicked” to twist it.

The threshold was opened smoothly by him, and he walked in and walked in. But his body did not go to the pizza shop where he could see it, but disappeared with a slight wave of volatility.

The side door of the pizzeria slowly closed, and a breeze slammed through the door, blowing the old signboard standing beside the side door, and sounding a few “squeaky” light sounds.