Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…control…spirit…soul…emotion…”

In one of the underground bedrooms in the Slytherin house, Malfoy was sitting at the desk and staring at the notebook in front of him. His pale face, now even more bloody, is like a new corpse that has just been stolen from the grave.

His lips twitched slightly, and the voice between the teeth was low and blurred.

From the beginning of the silent reading, to the current whisper, coupled with the distortion of the eyes, Malfoy’s willpower has apparently fallen into a state of instability.

Finally, he seems to be able to endure the repression of his heart again, and he slammed the notebook together and then threw it on the table.

“…what? What am I doing?” Malfoy whispered in a hoarse voice, and the expressionless face suddenly showed anger. “What spirit? What soul? Control emotions.” Awful… These messy things can bring me strength and power -“

He said that half of the gnashing teeth, suddenly the whole person was shocked, and then it was like crazy to grab the notebook and throw it far away to the other side of the bedroom.

“No, no, no…power? Rights? I…what I am talking about…” Malfoy slammed his hair as if he had only pain to make him feel his presence. “I went to Restricted Section.” Collecting information is to save oneself, not for what damn power!”

He knew that at this moment, he was constantly shaking, his hands and feet were cold and cold, and he had a fine goose bump in his body. He also knows that this may be because of pain, but more because of the fear that comes from the bottom of my heart.

He used to refuse to admit his cowardice and timidity, but now he cherishes this embarrassment. Because he also knows that if he is not afraid of it, then he will no longer be him.

Yes, that’s right, as it was in the Restricted Section that night—the strange one, making him feel very creepy.

In his with the body, the lurking energy is constantly changing him… or thinking more pessimistically, that energy may simply be intended to completely occupy his body and then replace it.

However, what should he do?

“If that day…” Malfoy pulled his blond hair and leaned over the table to support his head with his elbows. He whispered his head and said, “If that day, I will tell the truth to Professor Snape.” Up…”

Yes, it was the day that Snape was asked by his mother Narcissa to go to his home to see him. On that day, he might have the choice to say or not to say it – although the opening would be difficult, it would never be as fundamental as it is now. I can’t tell the truth.

However, he was tempted by the influence of that energy that day, and he chose to evade the answer.

After that, Snape specially prepared a more powerful sleepless sleeping agent for him, and finally let him say goodbye to the nightmare of the night, to fall asleep normally.

But the good times didn’t last long. When he realized that the abnormal energy with the body gradually grew to the extent that he could easily feel it, everything was late.

Occasionally, he can perceive that his desire for power, power, and the like will continue to magnify, enough to cover up his own emotions and even reason. What is more terrifying is that while that state has been maintained for a while and recovered, he still retains the ecstasy that will make him crazy.

That feeling, it seems that there is another self in the body, and every experience will make him feel cold sweat.

So, when he finally went to Snape’s office to replenish his sleepless sleeping agent, he wanted to confess it. But then he discovered that the moment he tried to speak, he seemed to be not his own.

He could hear Snape asking him impatiently, “Why are you standing there in a daze?” He wants to pull the jaw and the tongue, but he can only feel the muscles on his cheeks as hard as rock and steel, completely losing the relaxation. ability.

Later, because he couldn’t open his mouth and felt lost, he even forgot how he left the Snape office. He only knew that in the end he returned to the bedroom with a sorrowful look, and there were still a few bottles of potion that Snape prepared for him.

“hmph ……oh…”

Suddenly, Malfoy’s head smirked inexplicably, and the laughter was vaguely still cold.

“Don’t let me say yes? Then I want to let others know… shame? If Malfoy Family has something irreparable for my sake, that’s the real shame!”

So, Malfoy slammed up from the chair. The blond hair that he was proud of in the past was like a chicken coop, but his eyes showed a kind of brightness that had never been seen before.

I saw him push the chair behind him and went straight to the notebook that he had just thrown out. When he leaned over and pulled him back into his hand, a noticeable pause almost coincided with the struggle on his face.

But in the next second, Malfoy stayed again!

He held the note in his hand and opened the bedroom door and walked along the corridor to the outside of the Slytherin common room. When he got here, he saw a lot of students at a glance, and Pansy, who was eye-catching, immediately greeted him.

But he ignored everyone, but went straight through the common room to the outside Hogwarts underground gallery.

When Malfoy squatted all the way to the foyer on the first floor, his forehead was already blue, showing that he was suffering a lot of pain or pressure.

then……

“…go!”

When the notebook in his hand suddenly flew to the center of the foyer of the castle gate, his face was a little smirk, and in his heart, an angry roar broke out.

“If you haven’t understood my situation after seeing this… you don’t deserve to be afraid of me for five years!” Although he couldn’t make a little sound at the moment, he was in his heart. Shouting, “…damn…McLorne…Professor.”

Perhaps I saw my notebook on the outside lawn, and Malfoy’s heart was loose. Then he turned decisively and wanted to go back directly to the bedroom, but he didn’t wait for him to take a few more steps…

“…If he is known by him, do I still have the opportunity to gain the power to control everything?” Malfoy, who was in the field, sneered a little, and the self-speaking voice from his throat was extraordinarily low. “Other people are stupid, no matter what I am.” Things, but if you are stupid… then there is no cure.”

After he was so vague and fluent, he walked out of the castle door in the strange sight of several young wizards in the foyer, gently picking up the notebook that he had thrown out of himself. .

“However, it doesn’t have to be too worried… McLorne is strangely strange, but he is as foolish as the ordinary person…” Malfoy at this time, disdainfully swearing, “will actually help a once offended Passing his family? It’s funny…”

The students in the hall looked at the back of Malfoy’s departure and it was obvious that it was a fog. Of course they don’t understand why Malfoy laughed and lost his notebook, and then he went back and forth.

However, in the spirit of doing more than one thing, basically no one will pay attention to such a strange guy, but private discussion is indispensable.

“Is that Draco Malfoy? I didn’t seem to see him normal this semester…” a student said softly to his companion.

“Hey–” Another wave of swaying, and the same small voice, “If you stayed in the class, it is estimated that it is better than him! And… I heard some Sixth Year mentioned, his father was I caught Azkaban because…”

After Malfoy left the hall, the students began to move again. And between them, there is a little more topic.

Perhaps starting today, Hogwarts will have one or two more gossips. As for whether these rumors will flow into the hearts of the minds and even Marx, then it is still unknown.

……

At the same time, on the other side, in the garden of the castle vestibule.

“…Really, I don’t think we can find the clues we need in the library. Even in the Restricted Section, there are only some black magic books that are more research-oriented.”

In one corner of the garden, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Luna are gathering together, and Hermione is whispering something.

“Where should we go to find it? About Voldemort’s Horcrux, we didn’t even have a clue…” Harry looked depressed.

“No, the clue is still there, isn’t it?” Ron spread his hands. “Just we didn’t find that’s all.”

Harry shook his head.

“Is that still not the same?” He was depressed.

“Don’t think about the diary again. Didn’t I say that? It’s estimated to be in Marx’s hand…” Hermione said. “The stone door still has traces of frost, now obviously Marx. Handwritten. Besides, the clues we can easily think of, he will certainly not miss it.”

She recalled the previous action in the night and urged Harry to think about anything else.

Yes, just a few days ago, they went to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets to find the clues of Horcrux. Due to the Incident of Second Year, their group of people naturally thought of the diary that was left in the Chamber of Secrets.

“Emergency, can’t solve the problem for us…” When everyone was a little bit bored, Luna’s clear and faint voice suddenly rang in their ears. “I heard a story from Ms. Gray, you want to hear.” Listen?”