Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, at least for the audience present, the content of the first night of the game is undoubtedly quite boring.

Marx worked with the people of the International Wizard Federation to plan a number of events, and even some of the entertainment and consumption points outside the venue were taken care of, but it ignored the fun of the game itself.

In short, no matter how significant the research value of alchemy, it is obviously the most important thing for the ordinary audience who came to watch the game, “is the event interesting?”

Therefore, as far as the results of the evening were concerned, compared to the process of converting a batch of Alchemist to convert the ore into a spoon, the proposal that was originally proposed by Marx to “can be interspersed with some lively performances” turned out to be tonight. The program most popular with the audience.

Originally just to give everyone a relaxing interplay episode, it suddenly became the main viewing content of the guests, which made Marx himself a little don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

“Mr. Hohenheim, I suggest that after this first round of competition, the judges should also consider adding some fun in the issue…”

After the first night’s schedule came to an end, Marx was discussing with the members of the jury in the coordinating office. Today is the first day of the game. After the actual observation of the event, it is also a matter for the organizers to correct the problems that are exposed as soon as possible.

“but……”

Sarah’s muscular man, after hearing Marx’s words, showed some embarrassing expressions.

“Research work is always a boring and simple thing. What we need to achieve is tangible results… McLorne, you are also a researcher of magic knowledge, I believe you can understand what I mean.”

Marx certainly understands what Hohenheim said.

In fact, perhaps some research results will be very eye-catching in the eyes of ordinary people, but most of the research work is uninteresting. For example, in his own day, in the deduction and calculation of the day, he can get a small change method of the curse of the curse, so that the casting speed of the curse is shortened by one or even half a syllable.

This kind of homework is often very inconspicuous with the results of the process, but its value is self-evident.

“Yes, I can understand…” Marx nodded, but quickly and gently shaken. “But, a few days ago, did you mention the helplessness of modern alchemy with me?”

He paused a little and then continued:

“I don’t know what you think… maybe the players and the powers outside the field are all dedicating to the legacy of Nicholas Flamel, but-” he said, “The biggest meaning of this game, I The idea is to reawaken the expectations of the wizards about alchemy. I think if you want to increase the people who are interested in alchemy, we have to let the children who know nothing about alchemy are excited!”

“This one……”

Perhaps the name “Nicholas Flamel” was given too much meaning, so that most people focused on the rewards after the game.

People always put their sights on the interests they can reach. For those in power, this event is a battle for the final legacy share; for researchers, this event is a bridge to “contact with the knowledge of the contemporary alchemy Peak.”

But in the face of such huge interests, they tend to ignore the significance and influence of this competition for ordinary wizard people.

Even if Nicholas Flamel really left the immortality medicine and even Philosopher’s Stone in his legacy, could this be related to the half-copper Knut of the audience?

At least, there is no direct relationship at all.

However, in this world, there are people who want alchemy to rise again. For example, the group Alchemist in Mesopotamia is probably one of them.

For example, the Mr. Hornheim in front of Marx seems to be one of these people.

“I think I understand what you mean,” Hornheim thought thoughtfully nodded. “Really, we have put too much energy on the alchemy heritage… well, think about it, this game is indeed It is a very suitable opportunity… I will consider it carefully tonight.”

After sending away the members of the jury, Marx sat behind his desk and couldn’t help but sneak a sneaky grin.

I just said that a slogan, it sounds like a big righteousness, but he is really the kind of person who is willing to consider and pay for the global magic circle?

No, he just followed Nicholas Flamel’s wish to find a seemingly great head to make this big game at Hogwarts even more powerful that’s all.

For Hogwarts, the positive impact of this event is definitely bigger and better. As long as you have the ability to have a method, it will not be excessive.

Just as Marx twisted his neck and loosened his bones, he planned to go around the court to see if there was any problem. A little black spot suddenly climbed along his upper, trouser legs and robe. On the back of his hand.

“Well?”

He raised his hand and stared at the little spider on the back of his hand and looked at it, then flipped it into the sleeve.

“Is this coming…”

The next moment, his right hand shook a little, and under the influence of Disillusionment Charm, the whole person completely disappeared.

……

At the same time, Hogsmeade Village Hog’s Head.

Due to the unprecedented international alchemy competition in recent days, the world’s wizard has been attracted to watch the game. The original number of customers is far less than that of Three Broomsticks Inn. Aberforth is already full of alcoholic guests.

The schedule for tonight is just over, and a large number of guests are coming to Hogsmeade, and I am sure that there will be a new wave of consumption later.

To be honest, Aberforth has been very annoyed recently because he simply doesn’t want to see so many people.

For him, taking over the bar in the past was a matter of value, and big brother Albus Dumbledore needed a trusted person to collect market intelligence, which made him a Boss and waiter here.

Otherwise, if he is tempered, where can he do this service industry that must be dedicated?

But nowadays –

“…Hey, come back with a cup of pure malt whisky and add ice.”

Outside the counter, an Australian sorcerer who had already been dizzy was half-squatting on the edge of the bar, licking his countertop with his soft elbow.

Aberforth looked at him coldly, and the right hand grabbed a bottle from the wine rack behind him, and the left hand picked up a goblet from the bottom of the bar.

“bang!”

He shot the goblet in front of the other party, and the cup almost wiped the nose of the man. If you go a little further, this force will be able to break the nose of this drunkard.

After throwing a hail into the cup and making a crisp crash, the bottle in the right hand also poured out the amber liquor.

Unfortunately, the drunken wizard in front of Aberforth is afraid that he can’t enjoy this authentic bourbon pure malt whisky. Because at the moment Aberforth had poured the wine, he suddenly felt a soft foot and thumped to the bar and hu hu slept.

“damn it……”

Aberforth picked up the goblet himself and swallowed the cold, fragrant wine in the cup, then turned and stuffed the ice cubes in the goblet into the pool.

“…this wine and you, I have already remembered. The money to be paid, a copper Knut will not be less!”

After swearing in disgust, his eyes swept in the bar and his face was filled with impatience. At the end of the day, he glanced at the ceiling subconsciously, but could not help but sighed.

My big brother poured too much effort into Hogwarts – even if he was killed by the accident of younger sister Ariana, he has been blaming the big brother Albus for the rest of his life, but after all is the brother.

Now the big brother is gone, and it is as free and arrogant as the Albus of that year. Therefore, his relatives in this world, it seems that there is no such thing left.

So, what can he expect from Aberforth Dumbledore?

Just as he inadvertently thought about the “philosophy of life” that he hadn’t really loved since he was a child, there was another head in front of the bar.

“…hey, come back for a cup… pure malt whisky… add ice?”

The Aberforth expressionless of came back to his senses glanced at the other side, which was the drunken Australian wizard who had just smashed the floor.

“You have finished drinking.”

Aberforth said, reaching out and slamming the other’s outstretched head.

Just then, the wooden door of the bar was pushed away from the outside, and a silhouette of a cloak came in. Aberforth just groaned and immediately recognized who the tall figure was supposed to belong to.

Sure enough, after the other side was slightly nodded, they went straight to the inside of the bar. There is a locked sill there, followed by a staircase leading to the second floor of the bar. The magic on the top is not something that anyone can unlock.

But that silhouette just touched the doorknob and easily unscrewed the door leaf, and the body disappeared into the opened door.

The sound of the threshold being re-closed, like a small wave in the sea in the noisy bar, almost no one noticed.

Aberforth shook his head slightly, and he picked up the goblet at hand and wiped it carelessly.

“That’s it,” he murmured. “It’s been so old anyway, it’s the same death. It’s better to do something trivial for these young people…”

Tonight’s Hog’s Head seems to be exceptionally embarrassing.