Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The snow that has started since Christmas has gone quietly. The recent sunshine is always pleasant. When you walk under the sun, you can feel the warmth of nature.

Of course, you can’t open the door to go to the sun. After all, the snow has not yet gone. The temperature below the freezing point still covers the earth, maintaining the cold that should have belonged to this season.

Stefki is a small town near the southeast coast of Britain. The town is not too big, and because the area is not far from several large ports, the construction here is somewhat insignificant.

The snow here is still covered in large pieces, and it is a piece of whiteness, but the town that has been built in disarray has a wonderful sense of unity.

In the shanty town on the back of the town, there were suddenly a few unidentified people who had flown in the past few days.

“Yaxley, I think we are still leaving the Britain magic circle! If we go on like this, we might not be able to keep it with these few things-“

“Shut up! Remember what I said? No one can mention that after coming out! Let it rotten in the stomach, understand? Or… you want me to waste precious magic power for you. Fill in a lost memory?”

Under the shackled tin scaffolding in the shantytown, two men were living here, lowering their voices and talking to each other. Their bodies are almost high, their clothes are almost broken, and their expression is even more exhausted because of the uninterrupted running.

It’s just that the looks of the two of them are not the same. The man who is called “Yasley” is full of fierceness, his arms and legs are quite strong, and he is not very good at first glance. The other is relatively thinner, the appearance is a bit cumbersome, and his good height does not seem to match.

“Murseber, it’s your turn today. Go to the stupid muggles and get some food back.” Yaxley waved his hand and said to the thin and tall.

“No problem.” The guy named Mursible promised, and there was a strange excitement on his face.

“Look at your face and I know what you want to do–” Yaxley frowned, wickedly, “Remember what we are doing now, don’t make any noise to me!”

“Okay, I have a few in my heart…” Mursei hehe a said with a smile. “Do you believe in my temper, but still believe in my ability? Don’t worry, Yake…”

“Don’t be close to me, think about it and do it again! Do you want me to believe in your ability? If you can really believe in your ability, we will not be chased by the damn Auror like a giant treasure. Sniffed!”

“Hey! We have a ‘pocket’ that can hold things, but it’s not a baby in the head…” Moorseber smiled casually and left the scaffolding, stepping on the snow. Going to the distance.

Yaxley listened to him and said, subconsciously looking back and glanced at the shed in the back. In the shadow inside the shack, a plain leather suitcase rested against the wall, looking suspicious.

When he turned back, the probe looked around the shed and saw that there was no silhouette, then he turned back and walked inside.

“Click – click -“

With two crisp metal crashes, the buckle of the suitcase was gently pushed open with his thumb, and then he lowered the suitcase and quickly opened it.

After opening, Yaxley looked down and looked inside. Then he stood up directly and lifted his leg and stepped into the suitcase. First, one foot, then the other, and when he half-body got into the box, the whole person plunged into the hole like a bottomless hole when his hands were lifted. In the box.

The next moment, an arm suddenly appeared in the box. As the finger slammed on the edge of the box, I saw that the suitcase seemed to be a cat that was stepped on the tail, and suddenly it bounced and “closed” and closed again.

There was a lot of debris in the shack, and the old, old-fashioned suitcase was so quietly lying inside that there was no sense of disobedience. If you don’t look carefully, even the suitcase itself will not be noticed.

……

“…the muggle of this place, one is poorer than one, but Yaxley is still going to drill in this place! I knew I would prepare some food first…”

Mursecer walked idly in this chaotic shantytown, and looked at it in the east, but he was not looking for the target of the start-up – he was only passing the time.

Even if he wants to do it, he will not choose the place where they are hiding, which is not conducive to hiding. The Aurors are well-trained, perhaps worse than their dark wizards in actual combat, but have a dog-like sense of smell in the search mission.

Moreover, the Disapparation curse is not a panacea. Emergency escape is very useful, but it is not suitable for long-distance pursuit in time-consuming dragging. If an unlucky one is discovered by Auror’s tools, it is highly likely that the general position of the hiding will be inferred.

Of course, if you go directly to Apparition, there is no such thing.

“…When will you go to Britain when you wander?” Murseppe complained softly.

Yes, from the beginning he proposed to escape to other countries. He believes that as long as they are within the reach of the Britain Ministry of Magic, they will be able to escape the tracking of the group of Auror.

In fact, his idea is correct. The Auror of the Britain Ministry of Magic wants to get a series of licenses, which will take a lot of time. When they got the relevant approvals, with the means of Murseppe and Yaxley, everything was late.

However, this idea does not apply at this time.

Yaxley’s judgment is correct, because both Voldemort and Grindelwald’s major event in Hogwarts have settled, and most other countries’ Ministry of Magic are no longer worried about causing unnecessary trouble. If the Death Eater flows to other countries, the Ministry of Magic in those countries will be happy to be a good person.

Or, in other words, other countries are particularly willing to catch a few Death Eaters, which will give them a bridge of strength with the Britain Ministry of Magic.

Yaxley has a lot of political minds, and it is clear about the conflicts of interests between these countries, so he is sure that this group of people can never run out of Britain. The current situation of the Britain Ministry of Magic is still not stable, and this will be one of the breakthrough openings for their ultimate goal.

Not long after, while trying to walk, while muttering Murseppe went all the way south, after going through the snow-covered fields, he quickly came to the main area of ​​Stefki’s town.

The building here is much stronger than the shanty town in the north. The main body of the house is made up of bright red bricks. There are a lot of neat pebbles embedded in the outer wall. It looks a bit bright under the snow. Fresh and tidy.

The town has a small population, and the place is relatively large. Almost every household has a spacious yard. Most of the ground in the yard has been shoveled with snow, and the fine stones make them look quite pleasing.

Occasionally, a few elderly people are basking in the sun in the yard, and the newspapers in their hands are screamed by the old fogeys. It is a good time in a rural village.

Mursecer walked on the street like this. The broken wizard robe was obviously a bit squinted. When he passed several families, the old man gave him a curious and weird look.

He didn’t have a chance to change some less conspicuous costumes. After all, for the dark wizard, it’s easy to get some muggle clothes. Can you be willing to wear a muggle costume like a fanatical pure bloodlineist like them? He would rather have his own robes not to be covered, nor would he want to wear the muggle costumes.

At this time, whenever someone noticed Murseber, Mursecer would turn his head and look at each other. He is looking for someone to find a suitable person to start, so that they can “get” something later.

No, exactly, waiting for those stupid muggles to send them to him.

“…well, this one is too reluctant to go, there should be some entrance.” Murseb looked at a relatively refined house and compared it to the minimum standard in his heart.

He and Yaxley are both noble and bloody wizard family members. Even during the escape period, they are absolutely unwilling to treat their “prestige” stomach bag.

As his sleeves trembled, wand slipped down his sleeves to his palm, followed by a few spells. He had previously seen his muggle being cast a memory of memorabilia, and the middle-aged woman at the door of the house directly sent an Imperius Curse as his meeting.

“Help me prepare lunch.”

Mursecer said casually, and the footsteps kept going, so he went in and out of the semi-covered door. Look at his calm and unrestrained momentum, as if he is the master here.

The woman who had been applied to Imperius Curse had a faint smile on her face, as if she had entered a certain kind of boundless happiness. After a sigh of relief, she followed him back to the house. It is.

This is the horrifying Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curse, and one of the most invincible dark magic. Those who have cursed will listen to the cursers, and if the formidable power reaches a certain level, even the smile on the face will sink into the bottom of the heart, making people’s traces undetectable.

This Murseb is one of the deepest wizards in the Death Eater study of Imperius Curse. The Ministry of Magic staff who was jailed has been controlled by him.

In the next second, the door of the house suddenly closed silently, and the courtyard was restored to calm again. It seemed that everything had never happened before the sun was shining.