Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Parkinson Family, one of the sacred 28 people who admire the pure bloodline, has also had many famous wizards. For example, in the eighteenth century, a male witch named Perseus Parkinson in his family took up the position of the Britain Ministry of Magic.

But when Perseus was in office, his attempt to ban the marriage of the wizard and the muggle was not welcomed by the magic circle at the time.

At that time, it was not many years before the signing of the International Secrecy Law. The wizards were only stabilized after they were concealed, and the Salem witching case that shocked World was settled, and the wizards’ The anti-muggle mood has dropped to freezing point.

Perseus, who miscalculated the public sentiment, was so devastated that he was quickly defeated after only one minister.

After that, the influence of the Parkinson Family in the Britain magic circle began to drop suddenly. Although there were a few wizards that could be praised, there was not much sense of existence in general.

To say that the most famous now, I am afraid this is the little girl – Pansy Parkinson’s Uncle. But that was only a follow-up to Voldemort. This time Voldemort lost again and he was arrested by Kingsley in the Ministry of Magic.

However, yes… the last big escape from the prison, in the Ministry of Magic’s big hit, the guy is also good luck, at least not the same as those of the old friends of bad luck.

“…Talk about it! You know everything,” Marx said, sitting on the small stool next to the fireplace and holding the teacup and asking casually. “Don’t worry that you don’t know enough, just say what you know.” As long as it is the truth, even if you tell me that you don’t know at all, it doesn’t matter…”

Miss Parkinson opened her mouth, but Marx suddenly waved again.

“Remember, tell the truth.” He emphasized again, “I just need to listen to the facts, the extra lies are not needed… I think you can probably believe that I have a way to tell the truth of your words.”

Marx’s words are full of dullness, without any coercion from beginning to end, as if it is really casual and casual. In fact, he is not exerting any pressure in this way – he does not have that need, he can even say that it is not necessary to know where the female child’s Uncle is.

Although he has the cooperation of the Ministry of Magic Scrimgeour, the hint is that he should help him. He has not decided yet! If it can be solved smoothly, it seems that there is no problem in helping a group of gangs, but if he needs more time and energy, he also has the choice not to help this.

“I… I believe,” Pansy nodded, and it was rare that she would be so quiet and quiet one day. “I really don’t know where my Uncle is. After he came out, he never had contact with the family… ”

Marx daggers and signals her to continue.

“Well… but, in the Dark Lord… No, I mean, Uncle had been back home before you defeated Voldemort. At the dinner time that day, he mentioned something about Voldemort… …” The female child said, suddenly stopped again, and carefully glanced at Marx. “Hey… would you want to hear this?”

“Of course, you can say what you know…”

Marx shrugged, after looking at the still uneasy Pansy, simply reached for the fireplace. In the female child’s surprise, the copper teapot resting on the iron frame in front of the fireplace floated up, and poured a warm Gurdyroot Infusion into the clean tea cup flying from the other side.

“…just like I said before, I told you to just talk, you can relax.” He calmed the teacup as he floated to Pansy. “Perhaps your character is not very good, total It’s a contradiction with Gryffindor – don’t be busy defending, we used to be students, and I have seen your way of speaking.”

When Pansy wanted to say something, he interrupted her casually. After she started to silence again, this was followed by started talking: “Even then, you haven’t made any big bad things, don’t you?” I didn’t want to pursue anything this time. It was just a normal chat. Yes, just chat honestly.”

After all, Marx raised her hand to her and said that she could continue to talk.

Marx’s words are quite frank, and there are no things that are imaginary. Perhaps it was because of his straightforwardness that Miss Parkinson’s body was significantly looser and not as tight as it was at the beginning.

“Well… I…what did I just say?”

Well, our Miss Parkinson seems to be a bit slack, and after Marx’s openness, I almost forgot what I said.

“Ah!” She thought about it, slightly awkwardly. “At the time, on the dinning table, Uncle told my parents something. At that time, he didn’t fully let go of it, just mentioned it a little bit— – He said, Vol… Mordemort asked them to perform a secret mission when he attacked the school. Uncle was one of the executors of the mission and would not be involved in the offensive team on the day of the offensive school.”

“Is there any task?” Marx asked curiously.

“At the time, my father asked him too,” Pansy said, shaking his head. “But he didn’t say that he only said that it was a top secret mission. They all used unbreakable curses – and Voldemort himself.”

Unbreakable curse is a special spell that gives magic to the vow, and the wizard that violates the oath will die on the spot. Marx knows that this is also a soul-related spell that is quite powerful and hard to crack.

“Oh, yes!” Pansy thought about it. It seemed to be just a matter of remembering something. Suddenly added, “Uncle also mentioned the witness – it is Bellatrix · Lestrange.”

“Oh?”

When Marx heard it, it seemed like a lightning flash through his mind, but unfortunately the inspiration was fleeting and he couldn’t capture it. I saw him slightly frowning, sinking his mind and thinking, but never found it.

Bellatrix in the magic photo in the newspaper. Of course, he remembers that the crazy woman obviously has some strange places.

At the time of her escape, her pretentious curse performance was obviously unreasonable. At least, in the usual time, she will never let go of any time that allows her to display Unforgivable Curse.

This Voldemort, what a ghost idea left?

According to Voldemort’s character, he does not really believe this Ren personally, even if the object is Bellatrix who is crazy about him, there will be no exceptions. If Bellatrix is ​​really the witness of that secret mission, the mad woman must have a reason enough for Voldemort to fully believe.

And that reason must be related to the task itself.

From beginning to end, these clues are linked together in the heart of Marx, but there is still a lack of truth in the middle, so that he can not see the beginning and the end of the whole thing.

“Is there anything else I want to say?”

Marx looked up and asked again to Miss Parkinson. But after a while, the other party shook his head and said that he had already said what he said.

Also, Pansy Parkinson said that she had a close contact with Voldemort’s Death Eater, but she was also a student of Hogwarts. If she is not on vacation, she will not have a chance to go home, and it is even more impossible to know other things about her Uncle.

When Marx saw it, he put it aside and then put it aside. Pansy watched him stop talking, then took a cup and gently dipped a small sip, and suddenly he was bright.

As a descendant of the Parkinson Family, who is also a good family, she has also had a lot of different kinds of afternoon drinks, no matter which one is not like the cup of tea that Marx has given her.

The mellow tea has a bitter entrance, but soon there is a special scent that overflows the nose and mouth. When the tea slid down the throat and pours it like a stomach bag, it is a warmth that makes people feel like melting. It is intoxicating.

“What kind of tea is this?” She asked aloudly, but then she realized what it was like, and hurriedly narrowed her neck.

“Gurdyroot Infusion.”

This is one of the “Lovegood home products”, of course, the original taste is really so bad. But after two improvements from Lena and Marx, it has become a glamorous hot drink, and Marx is now used to drinking two or three cups a day.

“What?” Pansy looked confused.

“Oh, don’t care…” She certainly didn’t hear it, because this is the plant that Mr. Lovegood found, and it doesn’t really make much use except for making tea. “I remember, did you like Malfoy?”

“what?”

Marx’s cold words shocked Pansy. After a brief glimpse, she turned into a mouth-to-mouth mode, and even after a few mouthfuls, she could not speak.

“Nothing, just a little joke.” Marx said as he stood up. “I think about Malfoy, you probably don’t want to talk to me. If nothing happens, you can go back now. – Remember to talk to others today if we don’t want to get into trouble again?”

“Oh…oh,” Pansy hadn’t come back from his senses from the shock. She only stumbled and stood up from the chair, letting go of the cup and the dew to the door. “So… um… goodbye, Professor McLorne.”

“Okay, goodbye!” Marx took the teacup and watched her leave. “If you are interested in the Study of Ancient Runes, you can go to the classroom when you have time, at least I am very welcome.”

After Miss Parkinson’s heart closed and walked away, Marx gradually fell into meditation.