Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“peng!”

Behind the high-speed flying Marx, a partition wall was crushed by the two black mists. The broken blocks of red bricks were mixed with cement debris, and the entire street behind the wall was splattered.

In the dust that rises, the black fog seems to have rushed out without knowing it, still chasing Marx straight.

“…interesting,” Marx put his eyes back in front of him, but his curiosity made him eager to try. He couldn’t immediately catch the two Obscurus and study it. “Grindelwald really studied something interesting.”

When he passed through the roadway again, fluently over the wall, and when he came to another street, he quickly took a step to the side and lightly completed the sudden turn at high speed.

The entrance to the Jackson Square is just over there, and the distance is already very close.

Marx bypassed a bus stop and jumped over the green belt without stopping, steadily standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window of a watch store.

Immediately, he turned his head calmly, and the right hand was gently placed on the glass of the window.

Just a few seconds later, the black mist that followed the two groups crossed the roof, and the rubble that shattered in the splash crossed an arc in the air, dragging the long tail of the soot toward him.

“Yes, that’s right – it’s here.” Marx’s eyes stared at the two black clouds, and the left hand seemed to call for a general trick. “Come on!”

There is no need to greet him at all, the black fog comes out directly from him with the slightest hesitation, and the speed is even faintly accelerated.

Just in the moment when the black misty ink-colored meteor was almost in front of him, the window glass of his right hand suddenly seemed like a piece of water that was thrown into the stone. Several ripples spread quietly.

The next moment, Marx fell into the glass, and the two groups of black fog that hit him came one after another, as he was swallowed by the glass.

Not long after, the translucent water pattern gradually calmed down and re-formed into hard glass.

……

The window glass is connected to a jagged brick wall.

Outside the brick wall, there is a straight alley with almost nothing. Looking forward from here, you can immediately see that there is a square outside.

In the middle of the night, the Jackson Square is just like the muggle street outside. Only the hanging lamps for lighting are silently emitting a deep dim.

The night of the wizard is lonely and quiet. Compared to the colorful muggles that live at night, the wizard with a poor entertainment concept usually sleeps earlier.

This is the case in London, and it seems to be the same in the United States.

If you can get a lot of fun at night, wouldn’t it be like the wizard bar that Marx just left before?

The number of wizards that are really not much lived too much, and most of them lived freely. Unless it’s a highly organized event like the Quiddich World Cup, you can make a decent number of participants.

At this moment, in this empty alley, the brick wall that seems to be absolutely not strong, suddenly appeared a silhouette, and without any delay, smashed toward the square outside the alley.

Follow closely from behind, is the two groups of black fog with long tails, during which Mars lingers, especially in this dim night.

“… um? Someone?”

Although most of the wizards will go to bed early, there are always some exceptions. This is the land shared by the wizards. No one can force others to not take a step at night. What is it?

Marx just flew out of the alley and saw the witch in a thick shawl the first time.

The lady seems to be very old, and the face eroded by the years is full of wrinkles. A white hair was hot and curled, but it showed her dissatisfaction with the old heart.

How much can be seen, this old witch should be a rare beauty when he was young.

But after all, this is no longer young, and I don’t know what to do so late.

“Leave off immediately… madam!”

Marx whizzed past her, scaring her back, a squat at her feet, and she was about to fall.

“Oh, sorry–” Marx’s footsteps were wrong, and suddenly turned the direction, and turned back to hold her. “But this is really not the time… The air at night is a bit tidal, I think it is probably not suitable for your walk. of.”

He held the back of the old witch in one hand, and the staff in the other hand suddenly pointed forward, and two Impediment Jinx were cast out without any gaps.

The black fog that followed the impact seemed to have slammed into two invisible walls in a row, and the speed was greatly reduced, but it was still hard to squeeze over him.

“The effect is not ideal…”

Marx muttered in the mouth, but his hand did not stop. Seeing that he decisively squatted on the sleeves, the two narrowed Acromantula fell on the ground innocently and then swelled immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the black spider, which was originally the size of the thumb, turned into a terrifying monster that was taller than the human.

“…Look at them.” Marx was immediately instructed.

The black mist that moved forward in the air, when it touched the sight of two Acromantula, quickly plated a layer of gray and quickly spread.

Not long after, the movement of the black mist, which was still flowing, gradually turned into two white mists floating in the air.

If you want to describe it, it is like a super large marshmallow made from two groups of white sugar.

“Oh, madam…” Marx turned his head and politely said, “You can stand firm.”

He held the old witch, who was quite frightened, and stood against the wall. This waved the staff and re-applied the two reductions of Acromantula – Xiao Ba and Xiao Shi behind him.

“Are you alright, madam?” Marx smiled. “Need a bottle of calming potion? It can help you ease your mood…”

“Ah… no, no…” The old witch licked the thick shawl on his body, and his eyes stayed on the two large marshmallows in midair, then shook his head slightly. “Thank you, young. people……”

The old witch seems to have habitually looked towards Marx’s face, but it reveals some doubts at once.

“…well, probably because I practiced Occlumency,” Marx browed and looked at the old witch, who looked quite old. “Ms. Your Legilimens is quite powerful.” ?”

“Sorry, young people…” The old witch slowly blinked. “I didn’t control it when I was about the same age as you. I didn’t like it.”

“I can feel it,” Marx nodded said. “It’s a bit messy, it’s very strong, but it’s not concentrated—ah! Can you keep me secrets when I meet me tonight? Just by chance, passing that’s All ——”

“Well, of course…”

The old witch replied casually, and then he did not care about the chaos that happened just now, but instead asked a question that had nothing to do with it –

“Young, are you from Britain?”

“Oh, did you hear it?” Marx said with a smile. “I thought I had covered up very well…”

“No, you are very good. I am just familiar with the London accent. That’s all…” The old witch said with some nostalgia. “My elder sister lives in Britain now. She married a handsome girl when she was young.” Britain 佬.”

“That sounds good,” Marx shrugged said. “But I think I should go, and I have to do something as soon as possible! So goodbye, madam!”

As he spoke, he stretched his stick into the air, and the two gray-white fog swiftly floated to him.

But when he was about to open his bag at the waist, he tried to put the two groups of marshmallows into the way, and then he suddenly sounded the old witch again.

“The United States… actually there are Obscurus?”

“Hey?” Marx stopped the action of the stuffy plug and looked back at her with some surprise. “Ms. Have you seen them yet?”

The old witch tightened his shawl again, revealing a look of memories. After a while, she slowly nodded with a touch of old smile.

“Destiny is really clever…” She said quietly. “I have seen it once in a few years. It’s really a bit of a thrilling thing to say – but I don’t hate that excitement.”

She was talking, and suddenly she thought of something like it, frowned said: “However, this thing has appeared again… Isn’t this really bad?”

Marx didn’t answer this question. He just re-examined the old witch in front of him, and somewhere in his heart, it was touched.

He felt that he should know the old lady, but he couldn’t remember it for a while.

“……young people?”

The call of the old witch interrupted Marx’s thoughts. He shook his head slightly and put the matter aside for the time being – since you can’t think of it, it shouldn’t be too important. Go back and think again. .

“Oh, madam…” Marx said casually. “It’s not good, but I’m not dealing with it! It would be awkward to make trouble in the muggle block, so I will lead them to the square.”

“You are right,” old witch muttered. “You can’t let them go outside…”

“Then, I will go first,” Marx packed the things, and then waved his hand. “Go home early! It’s just raining, the outside is too heavy, not suitable for you to go for a walk… ”

When he finished, he turned and walked toward the street next to the square, and quickly observed it toward all around. If he guessed it right, Sirius would probably be hiding somewhere in this wizard building.

Behind him, the old witch looked at the back of Marx’s departure, and he sighed with some emotion.

“I haven’t been to Britain for a while, and I don’t know how elder sister and brother-in-law are doing with their family. Let’s go to the next day…” She said to herself with some nostalgia, “Go back and bake Some orange marmalade bread…”