Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…you mean, there really is that many independent elves? Really? Really?”

When Marx told Hermione about the situation on the island of Rowena, she had three “reals” in her mouth, and the excitement from the heart was revealed.

There is no doubt that Hermione is a kind female child.

After knowing the abnormal situation of contemporary house elf, she often considers how to improve their unreasonable life.

No, even if it is difficult, at least it should be done to make their working conditions more common sense – every worker has the right to get the most basic salary and holiday!

However, this has to let the poor house elf understand this first. Otherwise, no matter how hard the other people try, they may not be able to get the best results.

Thus, SEES (house elf Spirit Liberation Association) came into being.

“There is really a large group on the island. I have seen it in the light. There should be hundreds of them… No, I think there are more than that!”

Marx vaguely remembered that when he first left the island, he saw a large piece on the island beach. Others don’t mention it for the time being. In terms of combat power, it is very impressive.

“There must be no time in these days… next week! I will send you to see you in the next week…” He thought, “The elves don’t speak English, and I definitely have to translate it once. But listening to the elf elders said that regardless of the type of language, they can understand the general meaning of our words… that may be their innate talent!”

“The elf is amazing!” Hermione immediately sighed.

“Oh – this time with Marx’s help, her activities are mostly getting bigger!” Ron leaned beside Harry and muttered in a low voice. “Say, her ‘sees’ badge” How many have you done?”

“Who knows?” Harry shrugged. “I only remember that her Honeydukes candy jar was almost full last time…”

“Candy jar? Zi zi honey candy?” Ron curiously.

Harry shook his head and turned his eyes. “No, it’s a strawberry custard filled with chocolate balls. Remember the Christmas of last year? It was the addition of the value-added cans that Honeydukes introduced…”

“Hey – Merlin’s stinky socks!” Ron snapped his forehead.

“…but I have to remind you not to talk to the elves about salary. They are interested in helping people because of their interest. If you don’t want them to refuse to talk to you, you must remember their principles – and they I have already understood this when I talked!”

……

After dinner, Marx said goodbye to Hermione and went straight down the stairs to the school hospital on the second floor. Regarding what happened to Joshua before, he really wanted to know more.

“笃笃笃”

After he politely rang the door of the school hospital, the door opened from the inside.

“McLorne, I let Minerva inform you at noon, how come you are now?” Madam Pomfrey was slightly dissatisfied. “It’s not good for them to rest in the evening to visit patients…”

“I’m not just coming back soon?” Marx apologized apologetically. “Right, what happened to Miss Schoen? Is the Pharmacy of Professor Snape ready?”

“It should be fast, it is estimated that these two days!” Madam Pomfrey apparently knew everything about the work, and she saw her answer without hesitation.

“Oh, is it?” Marx was nodded. “Since this is the case, then I will take a look at it…”

“You can think about it yourself! You are not going to visit the disease? Now, come in!” Madam Pomfrey no longer cares what he said, immediately urged him, “Give you ten 5 points clock time, no second There will be more.”

“Oh – please, can’t you have more?” Marx spread his hands and bargained.

However, Madam Pomfrey does not want to eat him. I saw that she took out a pocket watch, opened the cover and glanced at it, and the movement was simply crisp and neat.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go in? There are still 14 minutes 49 seconds left…”

“Okay, okay! I understand -“

Marx immediately raised his hands to show his surrender, and then walked away to the ward with helplessness.

The ward was as quiet as ever, except for Helen, who was still lying on a bed separated by a curtain, and only Joshua, who had a stiff face and a lying body.

Of course, this after all is a ward, and few people are good things.

When Marx was passing through Helen’s bed, he glanced at the curtain and glanced. Helen still lying in the bed with a sullen look, but the breath was a little weak, but it was still stable.

“Joshua?”

Marx came to another bed not far away and screamed.

“Mike…Ryan…” Joshua, who was a little sleepy, opened his eyes and then sat up and sat up. “McLorne! I… I have something… No, not me, Zoe… …Zoo has something…”

“Don’t be nervous, just say it.” Marx sat down on the high stool next to the bed and waved freely. “And who is Zoe?”

“I am at the master…” Joshua said, suddenly stopped. “No, he is not my master… Lenny, he is Lenny. I met Zoe in his manor.” , a woman caught by Lenny.”

“Lenny?”

Marx thought about it and found that he had no particular impression of the name. This is called the Lenny’s wizard should be Grindelwald’s old partisan, but it was apparently not exposed in the public eye.

“And then? Zoe… What happened to her?” Marx motioned him to continue.

“I… I wanted to save her from going out. I felt that I could motivate myself. But, I seem to be out of control on the spot…” Joshua regretted. “I don’t know what happened later. I must be still in that manor! I think… I think…”

At the end of the day, this awkward big boy began to vomit again. Obviously he did not dare to say anything about Marx.

Marx looked at him for a while, then he smiled thoughtfully and asked coldly: “Is the woman named Zoe very beautiful?”

“Yes, I have never seen her like her–oh, no, not like this–” Joshua, who was full of brains, was asked by him casually, and he subconsciously told the truth of his heart.

“Okay,” Marx said with a hand. “You want me to save her, aren’t it? Of course it’s okay, because I was going to have a trip, and it wouldn’t be a major event to save her back.” I have to remind you, what is the status of her now, it is hard to say, you have to be mentally prepared.”

“…is it… is it too late?” Joshua heard, and his face was white.

“It’s not too late, I can’t say it. But since your old master will take her back, and I haven’t dealt with her immediately, it’s necessary to leave her alive.” Marx thought a little. Soon, some possibilities were speculated. “Perhaps Legilimens is not working well, and maybe there are other uses… In short, as long as the woman named Zoe is smart enough, there may be salvation.”

After Marx’s casual 1 point analysis, Joshua’s face finally looked good. He still has a great affection for Zoe, but with his character, it is really difficult to say how much this good feeling is in his heart.

“that–“

“I’ll be ready to go,” Marx said. “But before that, you have to tell me the position of the manor and the defensive arrangement in the manor. Although the Obscurus under his hand can’t make up too much for me. The big threat, but after all is the United States, I am inconvenient to make too much noise.”

That is to say, but at the moment, the United States itself is already chaotic, and there is not much more than one.

“Okay, I am…”

After Joshua spoke everything he knew, Marx secretly calculated for a while.

To be honest, it is not difficult to develop a targeted plan. It is difficult to take into account the reaction that will be made by the US Magic Congress.

In your own position, you can find that sometimes the so-called “good” side of the forces will inevitably have more scruples. Creating and sustaining is always more difficult than destruction.

Marx sat on the stool for a moment, and then continued to speak.

“…you said, I understand it roughly.” He nodded. “I will pass tonight, I will probably be back tomorrow… During this time, you will lie in bed and wait. Let’s go!”

Having said that, Marx seemed to think of something and suddenly smiled.

“…you are now a patient of Madam Pomfrey! No one can dare to tell you what to do here,” he said, playing with a smile, “including yourself!”

After all, he stood up and licked his robe and moved toward the door of the ward.

Just at the moment before leaving the ward, his sleeves shook slightly inadvertently. A small black shadow quietly fell from the sleeve tube. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the bed under the door and disappeared.

“…the time is quite right.”

Just as Marx walked naturally out of the way, Madam Pomfrey at the other end of the corridor opened his pocket watch and glanced at it for a moment.

The voice did not fall, and with the sound of “bang bang”, the torches in the corridor began to go out one by one – the time of the school hospital’s blackout was just arrived.

Not long after, in the gradual dimly lit corridor, an oil lamp was lit up again. Madam Pomfrey gently picked it off the end of the corridor and carried it slowly toward his office.

The night has already come again.