Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“…return the pain to me.”

In the great hall, the old prophet’s words are still floating around. He squatted down on the carved platform as he did in the first place, as if he didn’t see Marx easily resisting the scenes of the six believers, no surprise.

Are these wizards still stuck in the doorway to make him fearless? Or is it that the old man’s hand still holds other powerful cards?

In addition, after the six black robes who had been attacked, they did not immediately attack the second time. It seems that they are planning to make a self-assessment of Marx’s fight.

Or… What are they waiting for?

“Is this sentence?” Marx’s gaze crossed the wizard in front of the temple and cast deeper. “Even if you want me to hand over the ‘painfulness’… Don’t you think you should give me an explanation first? For example, what is the ‘pain of suffering’? And, for example, what is your purpose?”

In these consecutive questions, he has actually been doped with the skills of Legilimens. However, this magic has almost no loss in the past, but this effect is like a big discount.

It is worthy of being a wizard with a prophecy bloodline, and the strength of the spirit willpower is unusual.

“I won’t say it?”

Marx squinted and the staff in his hand lifted again, causing the six black robes standing around him to wary the sharp blade at him. Even the believer who had broken the short sword by his staff, he quickly took out his wand.

Obviously, if Marx moves again, they will give up the hesitation and go straight to it.

“The heir to the pain,” At this moment, the old prophet finally spoke again. “I don’t know where you got it from, but it doesn’t belong to you, and it doesn’t do anything to you… return it.” If I teach, I can get rid of your sin…”

“Not for me? Who belongs to it?” Marx’s hand holding the staff still stopped in the air, giving people the illusion that they would fall at any time. “Is it yours?”

However, the next time the prophet closed his mouth again, it seemed that he did not intend to say anything more.

Just as Marx is irrational about the other’s words, Marx’s words are probably just a provocation of that’s all in the other’s mind.

“It’s really hard to talk to you…”

Obviously, Marx’s hands-on intentions are not an illusion. Just as he whispered, the staff had been gently slammed on the floor tiles, and the six people who had been staring at him all rushed to the middle.

But in the next moment, a cold moment overflowed, and the open space in front of the temple was covered.

When he walked out of the ice fog with his staff, the six believers who had just attacked him at the same time didn’t even follow one, and no one even knew that in just ten seconds. What happened to the head there.

“excuse me……”

After posing in front of the pile of wizards, Marx didn’t care if they could understand English and went straight ahead.

However, I don’t know if it’s because the language doesn’t work, or because they simply don’t want it.

In short, when Marx walked forward without saying anything, only a few people hesitated to let it go. Most other wizards, after a slight commotion, silenced again.

Marx noticed that most people were unwilling to look back at the stone platform in the depths of the great hall when they found out that he wanted to be hard. Then, their mood of being slightly uneasy because they witnessed the strength of Marx was settled.

“It seems that the prophet’s card is probably not such a group of people… On the contrary, the prophets are their reliance?”

As he thought about it, his footsteps did not stagnate, as if he couldn’t see the group of wizards in front of him, and stubbornly stepped forward.

One step, two steps, three steps…

Suddenly, a few Indian wizards standing in the forefront felt a strange feeling, as if an invisible wall was pressing extremely harshly on him. The invisible barrier slammed into him arbitrarily, making him unable to help follow Marx’s every step back.

It was this moment that the other party said something in a language that Marx couldn’t understand, and then the wand of the film was aligned with him.

To be able to withstand a lot of spells, even Marx can’t afford it. After all, he is also an ordinary human being, and there is no giant bloodline like Hagrid and Maxime to pull up resistance.

The modern magic is a bit fatal, that is, in the same situation, the preemptive effect will be amazing.

The magic he just used to push the crowd is an expanded version of “Shield Charm.” Originally used as a shield barrier for deflecting spells and physical entities, although the defensive ability is greatly reduced, the defensive ability can be greatly reduced, but it can produce unexpected effects when used ingeniously.

I saw Marx slamming the staff forward, followed by a bunch of wizards. Only a few people standing on the side of the edge successfully cast an aggressive spell, but only burst into the air. Punch hits the various colored particles produced by Shield Charm.

As for Marx, it has already passed through the crowd with ease and easily entered the great hall.

“peng!”

With Marx’s backhand, the door of the temple was shut down by him. And then it was a defensive curse that completely blocked the door—just after the group of guys were shut out without any resistance, did they still have the strength to break into the door.

“You still don’t… forget it.”

There are so few light sources in the temple that it is almost full of gloom at first glance. Marx waved his stick and lit a radiant glow, then threw it gently into the air, and the great hall was bright.

At this point, it can be clearly seen that in addition to the old prophet on the stone platform, there are three black robes on each side of the palace. If you count the six that you just rushed out, there are a total of one or two.

Just, is there really only such a person here?

Of course not, at least Marx can still vaguely feel that there are obviously people hiding behind the great hall and the side halls on both sides, but the other party has not revealed the intention for the time being.

No matter how many people there are, he doesn’t want to say anything more. If he only tried to talk unilaterally, it obviously didn’t make sense. He didn’t want to talk to the air.

Therefore, he simply closed his mouth and went straight to the carved stone platform along the scarlet red carpet in the center of the great hall.

“Block him,” because Marx went ahead without saying anything, the prophet finally spoke, but this time it was in modern Persian, “follow the command, everything for faith.”

“For faith!”

The black robes on both sides sang together and held the hilt of the lower back with the same six companions.

Previously outside due to lack of light, Marx did not see the appearance of these believers too clearly. But this time, although they also wore hoods, the six pairs of cold eyes made him feel awkward.

He is naturally not worried about the strength of the other side. Through the previous fight, he will understand that if these people have no other means, they will not pose much threat to themselves.

The fast opponent, he has met enough.

Like the group of Black Deaths that Voldemort had made in the past, the power, speed, and strength of the body are comparable to Dragon. It seems that the black robes in front of them are obviously faster.

What he cares about is the cold eyes that he is very familiar with. Once upon a time, he was once in this state of insensitivity, and even spent a very boring time.

“en?”

Just as Marx was ready to solve the six people in front of him and then pushed the prophet on the stone platform, a magic power wave spread across the great hall.

The next moment, six black robes disappeared in a flash.

It was the old prophet – he seemed to be casting a magic similar to the Disillusionment Charm, hiding the figures of the believers.

However, this stealth sneak tactic may have an indispensable effect on other wizards, but it is obviously impossible to cause a little trouble for Marx.

Thus, when a group of believers disappeared in sight, Marx did not wave his wand.

The six invisible magic sharp blades greet the six black robes in stealth with great precision. This is exactly what he got from Snape’s Sectumsempra spell, which is high-speed, concealed, and killing. It’s just right for it.

But then, the weird movements made by the six believers made him stunned.

Yes, just in the moment when the invisible sharp blade is about to hit the other side, the other six are actually in the same position, and they are perfectly avoided with a rather awkward movement.

If others may not see it, because the sharp blade and the believers are invisible. Marx is “seeing” very clearly – his attack is completely evaded.

“what happened?”

In a very short period of time, he thought of a lot of possibilities, for example, the other party can also sense the magic power, and the other party can predict the danger, etc., but this is not a short-term solution.

Although the thoughts in my mind continued, Marx’s movements did not stop. Even if he was avoided by the other party, he still has a lot of room for a second or even third attack.

“Since you can hide, you can’t hide without it -“

This time he no longer used the Sectumsempra curse, but for a moment, the large flames of the waves, like the waves, surged in front of him, fluttering forward with a majestic momentum.

In the past, Dumbledore liked to use this type of magic trick, because its basic spell – the fire spell is very low consumption, but the actual use is unexpectedly excellent.