Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Good morning, Sirius… It’s great to see you can open your eyes and look at me.”

On the second floor of the Hudson Riverside Cabin, Sirius was very pleasantly surprised to see Marx’s silhouette when Abigail returned from the letter.

“Oh – I think so too.” Sirius leaned back on the bed and smiled bitterly.

Marx smiled and came to the bed, happy to hug Sirius – in fact, Marx has not been used to this kind of enthusiasm meeting etiquette, but this time it is different.

If there is a difference, he may not be able to see the living Sirius.

“For the time being, I won’t tell you about it. I checked your body for you…” Marx let go of his arms and let Sirius lean back on the pillow, and immediately said, “To tell the truth, you don’t look good.” “”

However, his movements were stopped by Sirius.

“No, don’t worry, I have more important information to tell you–” Sirius said seriously. “If you didn’t come to New York, I would do it myself. But since you came, it must have been done.” It will be more appropriate to trace it to you.”

“en?” Marx hearing this paused, “What intelligence?”

Sirius was just about to say, but he opened his mouth, but he glanced at Abigail and Olivia, who stood side by side.

“Sorry,” he thought. “Our next topic is not something interesting. If you don’t want to know some dangerous information, um… it’s better to avoid it.”

Just listen to Sirius, the two sisters are naturally confused. Especially Olivia, at the moment she was looking at Sirius with a blank look, as if she didn’t realize what the “dangerous intelligence” in his mouth meant.

Of course, she was not really curious at all, because after she was confused, she naturally began to look at Marx and seemed interested in this new young wizard.

On the other hand, Abigail thought a little carefully, but then he also fell on Marx.

“Mr. Mr. McLorne…” Abigail suddenly called Marx, and his face looked rather solemn.

“Well, what happened?” Marx showed a polite smile to her.

“Can I follow you to learn magic?” she said earnestly. “Even if you just use letters to ask you some questions regularly!”

“Uh……”

Marx glanced at Sirius lying in bed, the latter laughing and shrugged.

“If it’s just a letter,” he looked at Abigail. “Because I am tentatively a professor at Hogwarts Magic School – perhaps you know, the Britain magic circle is not stable in the near future.”

“Ah!” Abigail heard this and couldn’t help but widen his eyes. “Professor of Hogwarts? I, I thought –“

“…I thought I was a dark wizard?” Marx smiled.

“No, I don’t mean this.” Abigail quickly waved his hand. “Although I thought about it before, but this misunderstanding has been lifted, isn’t it? I want to say, I thought you must be older than me.” Small…”

Marx calmly nodded: “You guessed it right – if it wasn’t because of a lot of accidents, I should still go to Hogwarts now!”

“Hey?” Abigail snorted.

“Can you still be an ‘accident’?” Sirius leaned back on the pillow and glanced at Marx.

“Cough, in short—” Marx spread his hand. “If you have any questions about magic research, feel free to write to me, I will reply to you as soon as possible. Well, but you are best. Don’t expect too much speed to reply, after all, I haven’t really lived this time…”

“Yes, you can ask him any questions, don’t be polite to him.” Sirius curl one’s lip said, “I have never seen him being stumped by anything.”

“No, at least the problem in your body is quite tricky,” Marx frowned said. “I still think it’s best to let me check it out and say something else.”

“Is it so serious?” Sirius hesitated a little, but quickly shook his head. “No, my physical condition is still aside. I have to tell you what I know as soon as possible. It’s all about it. Hogwarts’ safety!”

“Li Wei, let’s go out first!” Abigail said suddenly.

“Hey?” Olivia reluctantly said, “Why? I want to hear it?”

Abigail grinned and grabbed the elder sister’s arms, which had not yet figured out the situation, forcibly dragging her away from the bedroom.

“Then let’s talk about it!” Marx looked at the door that was lightly closed and said to Sirius.

“The first thing I have to say when I leave the old house…”

Sirius quickly sorted out his thoughts and spoke out some of the most important things he had experienced during this time, and the focus was of course on what had happened recently.

In the original “madwizard incident”, Sirius once traced the black market for the culprits of Kingsley.

Although his survey efficiency is also very high, after all, there is no potion level like Marx. It is the event that Marx will eventually solve first.

Sirius, who knew the situation secretly, simply did not go back.

Because he is very clear, the current Order of the Phoenix is ​​not enough to control the Britain magic circle. In fact, it is necessary to have a person to explore for a long time in order to plan ahead.

Whether in the muggle world or in the magic circle, the importance of intelligence is extraordinary. Sirius is very good at doing this kind of work, even if he still carries a wanted order, there will be no wizard who is better at acting alone than him.

Sirius is of course very confident, because he is still the “Padfoot” that was fearless.

Obviously, his ability is worthy of his mad self-confidence.

After a long period of lurking around his magic circle, when he was informed of the sudden death of Dumbledore, a rather secretive intelligence immediately turned his attention to Hogwarts into vigilance.

The information from Goblin shows that there are several suspicious dark wizards who frequently enter and exit the dark Spirit Pavilion in the black market, seemingly raising a small amount of money.

Sirius, who had not missed important information, was ambushing near the Dark Spirit Pavilion for more than a dozen days and was carefully monitored.

As it turned out, his hard work was not in vain, because he finally waited for those few dark wizards. More importantly, among those guys, he found a silhouette that he was familiar with.

“…is my crazy cousin, although she covers her face, but how can I admit her?” Sirius blinked his eyes, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

“Bellatrix?” Marx nodded. “The woman is not easy to admit.”

After that, Sirius sneaked in the hearts of the unpleasant and secretly tracked the Death Eaters. Of course, he is already ready to watch their Disapparation leave.

However, he did not think that after the other party finished the operation in the Dark Spirit Pavilion, he did not immediately withdraw from the black market, but walked into a noisy and noisy bar.

There, he saw a wizard who had a “bloody smell” on his body.

To be crazy, Sirius’s cousin is an extremely crazy madman.

At the time Voldemort was quite awkwardly defeated by Harry, Bellatrix was one of the most conspicuous ones in the loyal black Death who spontaneously began to look around for the owner.

The woman who only expressed loyalty to Voldemort was finally confined to Azkaban. Even in Azkaban Prison, which was guarded by a large number of dementors, she never gave in from beginning to end.

On the contrary, her madness and even vagueness have outperformed that year.

However, the wizard Sirius saw in the bar was more crazy and more surprised than his mad sorcerer.

“I’m familiar with that look,” Sirius frowned. “In the years of Azkaban, I’ve seen several guys like him. But I think those people are still a bit lacking with him, that The guy is probably going to be more crazy, and there is a very strong belief in evil!”

“So, do you know who he is? What did the Death Eater look for him?” Marx asked.

“The bar was too noisy at the time, and I heard a few words faintly—” Sirius said, adding to the tone and emphasizing, “It’s ‘Nurmengard’! I heard the word ‘Nurmengard’!”

“…is it really a Grindelwald remnant party that lurks?” Marx said nodded.

“Do you know?” Sirius was surprised. “This is not everyone knows. The information about the wizard war was not comprehensive at the time. Gellert Grindelwald’s final destination is not known to anyone. I am also a fee. It took a lot of effort to figure it out!”

“Um…” Marx laughed. “In fact, I’ve been to Nurmgard before, but it’s a little worse—Grindelwald escaped before I arrived.”

“You–” Sirius stared at Marx for a long time, and this sighed. “How can this kind of thing reduce you… I should have guessed it.”

He paused and asked, “So, do you know about the United States?”

“No,” Marx shook his head. “I don’t really know. If it weren’t for your note, I wouldn’t think of coming to New York! But who can think of it, is Grindelwald’s remaining party still studying Obscurus? And still I was really made up of some famous names…”

“You mean, those black fog that attacked me… really is the ‘Obscurus’?” Sirius didn’t seem to confirm this. “I don’t think it is the ‘Obscurus,’ I thought they would only exist. On A History of Magic!”