Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“I can all watch it!”

The reason why the same kind of creatures produce language is perhaps because they are no longer satisfied with the physical interaction, and they are eager to be closer to their peers!

Therefore, the power of language is powerful. Sometimes, just a simple sentence, you can touch the most correct position in the soul without any trace, let people feel a warmth from the heart.

At that moment, Hermione couldn’t help but have a sore nose, and her cheeks slipped quietly over a warm arc—although why she suddenly became so paranoid today, she didn’t even understand it. What you want, maybe it’s such an ordinary care from Marx?

“I know, I will rest well…” Under Marx’s gaze, Hermione gently nodded, leaving the drop on the side of the face silently falling to the ground.

When Marx saw it, the smile on his face could not help but grow.

“Well, then, ‘Go back now and have a good rest -‘” he said, but he quickly spread his hands again. “Although I really want to say that. But unfortunately, because you have violated the school rules, tonight. Just stay in the library and clean up the dust for the valuable books! After all, my current identity is still a professor!”

After all, Marx turned around cleanly and walked straight back.

“Oh, yes! It’s forbidden to use magic… Don’t be lazy, clean it properly! Well… be careful, I can watch it!”

Hermione and Luna came to the aisle as Marx moved away. The two looked at the back of his departure and glanced at each other again, and then Hermione immediately took a step back.

“Luna.”

“Well?”

“I won’t admit defeat.”

“…”

After hearing Hermione’s sudden declaration, Luna stared at her carefully for a moment, and quickly moved away from her gaze. When Hermione couldn’t wait for her to answer, and then licked her eyes, she found that her eyes had once again changed back to the usual feeling of embarrassment.

“Oh.”

This late response made Hermione feel like a punch in the air, a kind of depression that can’t be said.

“Oh, I am serious!”

“Oh.”

“Look at me to answer! Also, don’t use ‘oh’ to deal with!”

“what.”

Hermione, who was obsessively trying to get a positive response from Luna, didn’t find it, and Luna’s lips were slightly stunned. Maybe this is the real answer revealed by her inner changes.

……

This night was a bit long for Hermione and Luna. I mentioned it before, because the books in the library are at least one or two, so the library collection is very amazing.

If you don’t rely on the power of magic, there is no difference between one night and two nights.

Of course, it is quite common to be punished for cleaning the library. The matter between Hermione and Luna is not mentioned for the time being, because today is a more important day.

The international alchemy contest has been a lot of things to this day. From the discussion meeting of Beauxbatons in France, it was officially held in Hogwarts a few days ago. It is not much worse than saying no.

But fortunately, under the care of Marx and the others, all the messy things have not affected the progress of the specific event.

Today, the 12 contestants who have just stood out from the crowds have finally begun to enter the most important stage of this competition.

Probably because Marx and Sarah said that it was an occasional cooperation, and the group of “very strong chaos” that suddenly struck suddenly cleared up. Many of the audiences who came to watch the game today. It seems extra peace of mind.

Coupled with the changes in the game, the game has indeed become a lot more interesting, and the guests naturally look forward to it.

Today’s Hogwarts seems to be more lively than the previous two days.

Early in the morning, the sun just rose slowly from the east, and the vestibule was already noisy. Marx sat in the auditorium of the auditorium, enjoying the breakfast today, and the heart was a little more relaxed.

The house elf in the kitchen work hard every day, and the food they cook is definitely not worse than the ones sold outside the temporary market. Young wizards have gone out in the past few days to eat time, after all, it is still out of the mood gap that’s all.

“Occasionally so empty, it is not bad.”

Picking up a muffin and smashing it into the honey jar, Marx took a bite of “ka-cha ka-cha” while watching the surprising hall.

In the seat next to him, the muggle research class professor Carreti shook his head.

“I think it’s better to be a better person,” she said with a smile. “Well, it’s time to be busy.”

Marx hearing this, indifferently shrugged, and then it was like thinking of what looked like Hagrid looking at the other side of the table.

“Hagrid, what about the Flobberworm’s cockroaches in the tree? Is there any movement recently?”

“Ah… um, okay… the little guys are still alive…”

When he heard that Marx suddenly mentioned this thing, Hagrid couldn’t help but squint at it.

In fact, because the Flobberworm was inexplicably on the tree, and it was also the Whomping Willow, Professor Sprout began to reluctantly care about Hagrid.

“Oh, that’s good, the Flobberworm that will be scarred can’t be heard. You have to take care of it!” Marx smiled. “I’m OK, I won’t say it, don’t yell at me again.” ——”

Just talking and laughing while eating breakfast, this life is undoubtedly Marx enjoys. After the breakfast is settled, a busy day will start again.

Putting down the cup that had been empty, he finally got up and went to the small hall not far from the auditorium to replace Professor McGonagall who accompanied the members of the jury. In a whispering conversation with Sarah’s father, the entire group took the first step and went up to the court of the vestibule.

Halfway through, Mr. Hornheim suddenly stopped talking about the race with Marx, and his expression became a little serious.

“Mr. McLorne, last night… Sarah and you…”

Some things are not suitable for talking in such a crowded place, especially today’s vestibules have a lot of wizards, it is not a good occasion to talk about such private topics.

But this matter is too important for the Hornheim family. As Sarah’s “family” and also the current Ren Family of the Hornheim family, he is now extremely eager to know something.

Because his general judge of this event is not convenient to contact with anyone in private, he has been married for a whole night, and he really can’t hold it.

Marx looked at the sturdy man who was walking around, and couldn’t help but feel helpless – this is the one he has ever seen that is the least like the family Patriarch.

“Well, I talked with Sarah well,” he replied naturally as he was secretly sighed. The Patriarch was impatient. “Reassure, Mr. Hornheim. Sarah is now my student, student encounter.” When it is difficult, although I am a professor, I am still not mature, but I will still help her as much as I can.”

“Oh, isn’t it…” Hearing Marx so whispered the answer he wanted, and how much he was sighed in relief. “Well, then my daughter is bothering you, Professor McLorne.”

What Mr. Hohenheim wants to hear is not Marx’s commitment to help. It is very clear that Sarah’s question is awkward. As an alchemy researcher, he is more than a Patriarch. So all he wants is that Marx won’t reveal it to that’s all.

Say, Sarah is Sarah, he is him. Sarah would think that Marx might solve the problem for himself, but Hornheim doesn’t necessarily think so – even if he thinks Marx’s magic strength is really amazing.

When the conversation between the two men ended, the moment they were ready to speed up the pace of the staff’s passage to the stadium, a familiar shout from the post made Marx slow down the pace of the move.

“… Professor McLorne…and so, Professor McLorne!”

“It seems like a student is calling me,” Marx looked back and found that there was only a crowd of people in the back, and he turned his head. “Mr. Hohenheim, let’s go to the conference room first! I will come soon—”

“Ah, okay.”

After watching the members of the jury continue to go forward, Marx returned to go back and waited a few steps in the middle of the crowd. He finally saw a little silhouette rushing to the side.

“Professor McLorne, there is something to report to you-“

It was a First Year young wizard that just entered school this year. If Marx remembers it correctly, it should be a student of Hufflepuff house.

“Taon he didn’t go back to the bedroom last night. He didn’t see him in the morning. We have been looking for it twice in school, but we didn’t find it.”

“Enns Taun?” Marx thought, “How come to me? Have you said with go with headmaster?”

See Marx asking, the little guy rushed to nodded.

“Well,” he said. “It’s Professor McGonagall who asked me to come and talk to you. Several other professors went to the castle to find out. She wants to inform you too, to see if you have any clues.”

“Enns?”

Marx stood in the spot and thought about it a little bit before he realized that the First Year who came to inform him could still stand in front of him!

“Thank you for your message, I know, go back first-“

Marx is now the legend of Hufflepuff house. Just getting him a “thank you” is enough for the little guy to be excited. Marx continued to frown after watching the other three steps back and forth.

“What’s wrong with this…” he whispered quietly. “Is it suddenly have a thought? Where did I go toss? Or is there something that I don’t know, what trouble has happened?”