Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Seeing that Marx walked into his own door, Fred and George immediately counted three times and immediately learned their mother Mrs. Weasley’s voice shouted: “Oh, Merry Christmas, dear, you seem to be Thin?”

Almost at the same time, a similar voice sounded in the door, and even the content was similar.

Fred and George suddenly held each other and laughed and leaned forward.

When Marx, who had just arrived in the living room, heard the sound coming from behind, he couldn’t help but laugh a few times, and then he walked toward the dinning table not far from the door.

Mrs. Weasley has stood up to greet them.

“Everyone is Merry Christmas.” Marx said hello happily.

Luna next to him also followed the blessing, but her attention seemed to be attracted by the Christmas wreath hanging on the wall, and it was slamming into the mistletoe in the wreath!

They came very well, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Harry… even Sirius is still here, a group of people sitting around the dinning table, eating breakfast.

Unfortunately, he and Luna are already full, or they can stop by.

“Marx, and Miss Lovegood… Do you want to eat together?” Mrs. Weasley warmly invited.

“No, no, we have all eaten.” Marx hurriedly gestured, “Mrs. Weasley, I am not coming for the first time, don’t have to entertain us – you are going to eat too! We will treat this as ourselves. home’s!”

“Oh – this is a good saying! This is your own home.” Mr. Weasley continued nodded, “Molly, come and sit down!”

As Marx himself said, he was not at all polite, just took a chair and sat down on the dinning table.

He noticed that Ron and Ginny’s expressions seemed to be a bit dull.

Soon he wanted to understand the reason – Percy was still asleep, and the two of them should have only known it last night. When they were still at school, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley did not tell the news to them.

“Harry, Ron, is it not bad for Christmas Eve?” He took the initiative to find a topic that would mobilize the atmosphere. “Especially Harry, hey! I said that you will still have a lively Sirius?”

“Oh, yes! Thank you!” Harry gratefully said. “There is no better Christmas Eve than last night! Do you know? Sirius sent me the coolest Christmas present!”

He said, but he got to Marx’s ear and added a small voice: “But actually, I don’t really like it… although it’s really great.”

“What is it?” Marx was curious.

“Yes–” Harry almost blurted out. He opened his mouth and glanced at Sirius. “Oh… sorry, I promised Sirius couldn’t say.”

“Yes? It doesn’t matter – it will be your common secret.” Marx nodded, but looked at Sirius. “I only hope that it is not a bad idea.”

“Hey! What are you talking about!” Sirius held a fork and was dissatisfied.

“Let me see, Marx is worried!” Mrs. Weasley squeezed him and said, “You always make some sloppy things, don’t say that you don’t have a little consciousness?”

“Oh… got it! Molly…” Sirius helpless, “I am careful enough now.”

“Okay! I just remind you,” Marx told Harry warned repeatedly. “No matter what the gift is, be careful when using it. It’s okay to practice more!”

“You…what do you know?” Harry was surprised.

“Can make you so… um, such a gift of interest is nothing more than a better broom and a more difficult spell.” Marx shrugged, whispered, “Broom you already have a Firebolt, and that’s mostly a practical one.” A powerful curse… isn’t it?”

“Oh… you don’t guess…” Harry quickly grabbed Marx’s mouth. “I know, I will practice more.”

Marx nodded, indicating that he quickly took his hand off. This guy didn’t have any weight when he was in a hurry, and he almost couldn’t breathe.

Harry was so anxious because he knew that Marx had guessed the answer.

At present, the curse that RA is teaching covers a very wide range. The material that Marx sent out includes a large number of practical curses. To say that there is nothing above, except for the dark magic, that is, the dangers are relatively large.

Among them, the one that can be taught to Harry now is no doubt the Apparition curse.

Although this spell is quite difficult, the main difficulty for ordinary wizard is a “decision”. The determination is not powerful enough, and willpower is not decisive enough to focus on every corner of the body, which is easy to cause an accident.

It’s not easy to learn this curse if you are easy to lose, because if you can, you might forget some part of your body.

For Sirius and Harry, the pure Gryffindor, it doesn’t matter at all. Maybe after another two or three days, Harry will be able to use it to get around.

Of course, Marx can’t manage this. Now that Harry has already understood some of the measures, he will not take the initiative to find Voldemort to find someone to fight.

After talking a few words on the dinning table, Ron, who quickly resolved the breakfast, took Harry and Marx to his room. As for Luna, Ginny took the trouble to find Pukwudgie in the garden outside.

Ron’s room is at the very top of The Burrow, and up to the attic. According to Ron, in addition to some sundries, there is a Ghoul in the attic.

Although the name of this magical creature sounds scary, it is actually not very dangerous. They usually look ugly, look awkward, and have a fang.

There aren’t too many things in Ghoul’s mind. It’s both ridiculous and stupid. In addition to the noise that is often created, it is to find some spiders or moths.

“…as long as it feels too quiet at home, it will knock on the pipe in the corner of the attic.” Ron didn’t care about the tunnel. “But it basically has no chance to knock during the day, and if it is too late, it has to sleep.”

When the voice didn’t fall, Marx heard the resounding of Mrs. Weasley downstairs, and most of it was Fred and George who made her unhappy.

“I think we understand why it didn’t have a chance to knock,” Marx said with a smile on the floor. “Because you have your mother in the daytime.”

“That’s it.” Ron helpless spread his hands. “I really hope that mother can take a break – I would rather listen to it knocking on our house!”

It’s been a long time since Marx visited the room in Ron last time.

However, the appearance here is not much changed. Except for the “wizard war chess” that Marx gave him in the past, most of the places are related to Quiddich.

The walls and sloping ceilings of all around are occupied by Quiddich’s posters – all without exception, all of Chudley Cannons’s, the main shades of orange yellow make them very eye-catching.

The quilt on his bed is also the artillery team, with two black “C” and an imposing golden cannon. But I have to say that this quilt is a bit old compared to what Marx saw in the past.

Ron is a loyal supporter of this Britain team, and at the moment of his most Peak, he has won the 21 back to the UEFA Cup. Even Marx, who doesn’t pay much attention to the Quiddich event, knows that this team is no longer working.

“Ron, why don’t we play Quiddich in the orchard behind us?” Knowing that because of Percy’s situation, Ron doesn’t say anything, but his mind is definitely complicated. Marx suddenly started talking, “Ginny is also called, still There are Fred and George, just three to three, how about?”

“Luna?” Harry asked busy.

“Her?” Marx shrugged said. “Like playing Quiddich, she likes to watch…”

Ron had to listen to Quiddich and he was very interested. It is conceivable that although he is not a good starter for this sport, he can not lose to anyone in terms of enthusiasm.

“This is a good idea!” Ron exclaimed excitedly. “Marx, how long have you been playing Quiddich? You must be with me today!”

“Of course,” Marx said with a smile. “Harry is now the trump card of Gryffindor. Fred and George don’t even have to say… but I think we’ll let them taste a few!”

“What are you waiting for, let’s go! When Charlie came back, leave his old broom in the broom shed. If you bring it with you, the broom is definitely enough – Harry’s Firebolt is also with it!”

“What are you waiting for?” Marx showed a fascinating enthusiasm. “Go!”

“If Hermione is here,” Harry said with a little regret. “Or, let’s call her first?”

“No, I want her to stay with her parents.” Marx shook his head. “The Grangers are not the same as Ron’s father mother. They are a pair of muggles. They are not very clear about the magic circle. They are not very clear. I will look forward to the day of reunion with daughter.”

“Oh… I think you are right,” Harry suddenly realized. “It doesn’t matter if you know nothing but wait patiently.”

Several people said as they came to the third floor. The door with the name Ginny hanging on the door, even the first time, it is difficult to admit the wrong room.

They stopped here instead of going downstairs because they heard the faint voice inside. It seems that Ginny and Luna have returned from the outside garden.

After Ron rang the door, it was a little quieter for a while, and it sounded a slight footstep. I thought it must be Ginny to open the door, but when the door fan opened the crowd, it was Luna.