Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The international alchemy contest finally came to an end – at least it seems that it is true, and the huge stadium is also empty as the audience gradually leaves.

On the off-site, the temporary market, which was originally intended to continue into the middle of the night, has already begun to be removed in advance.

Since Marx said that, Professor McGonagall, who knew that he would never make such a joke, was very decisive, and she was informed before she took the old steward into the arena.

Fortunately, although the request for early withdrawal is somewhat rushed, the sun has not yet fallen.

Therefore, the audience may be able to return to China with a good mood after watching the game, or you can stay overnight near Hogwarts, and put the major event after the game in the heart for a night, and then return to the heart tomorrow. Go to everyday life.

It can be said that this is also a room for them to choose.

“Mr. Flamel, today’s game is finished with Perfection. Your credit is the biggest. Please be careful when you go back. Although you are using portkey, there is still a short way to go after you get there…”

At the school gate, Professor McGonagall was smiling and whispering to the old steward, and along with the old steward, there was naturally a tall and handsome Madam Maxime.

It was Fleur who had been with them before, but I didn’t see her at the moment.

“Too much polite, Ms. McGonagall.” Old Edward also said softly. “I just do things for my master. That’s all. It used to be the case. It will be the same in the future. As for the safety of going back to the road, this will be done by Madam Maxime. Work harder…”

As he said, he looked up again and moved towards the large lady next to him to show a smile to express his heartfelt gratitude.

On the occasion of the conversation between the two sides, in a small grove outside the school gate, one tall and one short two figures looked at the doorway so far, and kept peeping out.

Behind the two of them, there seem to be other more silhouettes, but those who are hiding in the deeper forests behind them, it is difficult to tell a few people without careful reading.

“Old Ancestor, you haven’t always allowed us to do it at Hogwarts? How come now -“

The tall wizard seemed to be somewhat puzzled and couldn’t help but ask. Look at the volume of his unscrupulous speech, you can understand that they must have a muffled spell near the piece of wood.

“And, Old Ancestor has won the championship.”

Obviously, another silhouette is the old witch who refines the synthetic beast. At the moment, they gathered here to sneak a peek at it, obviously because of her intentions.

“Before it was before, now is it,” the old witch stared at the old steward, just replied casually. “If it is really me who wins the championship, that would be enough. After all, the name is ‘Marx. · McLorne’s kid is definitely not a good one.”

On the way to the way, she was slightly paused and her eyes immediately followed.

“But…” she said, “If I clearly win the championship, but I don’t necessarily get the highest reward share, then I can’t rely on my own strength to ‘get it’.”

After all, the old witch is lightly snorted, and the sharpness in his gaze is almost obscured.

In fact, before coming to Hogwarts, she had heard of Dumbledore’s death and she had a plan to win.

After arriving here, the powerful feeling that I felt from Marx made her immediately dispel most of her preparations.

However, eliminating most of the money does not mean giving up completely. If she does not win the championship, or if she wins the championship but does not necessarily win the profit, she will restart the original plan.

And when she repeatedly discovered that Old Edward’s eyes seemed to be smashing into the infamous Alchemist, she thought she could no longer be conservative.

Nowadays, she is very old, and the immortality medicine made by Philosopher’s Stone is the best way to continue her life.

She doesn’t want to die, she doesn’t want it at all!

“Old Ancestor, you tell me! What should we do?”

In the moment when the old witch stared into the distance, the clansman Junior around her immediately smashed her hand and seemed to be eager to wait.

After the old witch gets what he wants, the benefits to them are naturally not less.

With the prestige and rights of the “Old Ancestor” among the major African tribes, once the time comes to compete for the tribal patriarch, the words of the old witch can win a group of supporters!

At a brief conversation between the two, the farewell conversation at the school gate is over.

They can see that Professor McGonagall has turned back and gone, and Old Edward walked a short distance along the road with Madam Maxime, and then the latter suddenly took out a worn cowboy hat.

“Old Ancestor, they are –“

The wizard who didn’t know much about the European magic circle was a bit puzzled, but in any case, it was a hat and he could still see it.

“Don’t you remember? We were also sent here by this method,” the old witch clenched her hand with a cane. “But we used a wooden bucket that’s all.”

“what?”

When I heard the old witch say this, the African sorcerer was in a hurry.

“Old Ancestor, that… I, I will lead the clansman through – Wow!”

He said, he was about to raise his hand to gesticulate, but was smothered by the old witch with a cane to his elbow, and he hurriedly lowered his arm.

“Without my orders, don’t move around,” the old witch still looked at the movement over there. Even the eyes didn’t turn around, “…the Edward Flamel, it was just a fake, this scene. Just show you this idiot!”

The voice did not fall, and a space contraction occurred in the far side of the road. Madam Maxime and Edward, in a blink of an eye, disappeared completely there.

“The soul of that guy is not consistent with Edward Flamel.”

After the old witch watched the two leave, he looked at the dim sunset in the west, and muttered to himself:

“So, that real Flamel steward… maybe in Hogwarts Castle?”

……

When a distracted person is planning the next move, Hogwarts’ young wizards are mostly sighing.

The game is over, which means that the weekend will also slip away from the fingers without knowing it, and tomorrow it will be back to the life of death.

As it should be by rights, there are a group of students who have not completed their homework, so they are so depressed that there are several five, Seventh Year candidates to go to the school hospital to receive the tranquilizer.

During the school year, the students all expect a little bit of activity to adjust the boring life, but after enjoying the activities, they are often annoyed by their own indulgence.

Life is always moving forward in regret and awakening, isn’t it?

“Of course not!” Hermione whispered at Ron’s nose. “If you can work harder, you don’t have to complain afterwards!”

She naturally can’t speak loudly as usual, because they are still in the library at this time – Madam Pince can stared wide-eyed!

“Oh, got it!” Ron helpless. “I’m already diligent enough compared to the past… just A History of Magic. This class is really… well, it’s really not with my temper. I am sleepy when reading books! What can I do…”

“Really, Hermione,” Harry said cordially nodded. “I think so too.”

Hermione glared at them with a sigh of relief, and seemed to squint at the depths of the bookshelf opposite the reading table. This closed her mouth and turned her attention back to the book content in front of me.

“In short, I won’t lend my A History of Magic paper to you the next morning,” she said, and she didn’t lift her head. “You will die this heart!”

Just as she cast her eyes on the bookshelf, Luna, who was standing there looking for a book, seemed to have a gaze and returned.

“Little girl, don’t hurry up!”

On Luna’s shoulder, the bronze eagle hid in her pale golden hair and whispered.

“Eagle, I just want to and the others, in order not to be too boring, I promised to help you back, you little daddy still dare to abscond!”

“Hey?” Luna squinted back, her long hair on her shoulder almost wrapped up in a eagle and smashed it down. “Well, I just think that Hermione seems to be watching me.”

While explaining the mouth, she continued to look at the books along the bookshelf. As for the books on the bookshelf, she seems to be looking for Magical Theory about the Mind.

However, Luna’s words are not many, and the bronze eagle can have a lot of words. When she was looking for a book, the little eagle thumped again and stood on her shoulder again, and then continued to mutter.

“Speaking, when will the kid come back? Eagle I have to wait for suffocation… Well, I blame the kid for not taking the initiative to ask the eagle, so that the eagle must wait for himself.” he……”

“Right, the last time I broke the mirror, I have to ask him this time! I was forced to travel for a while, and I wouldn’t even come to the Eagles once… I really want Time Rule to be Can you just touch it casually?”

This time, the complaints it complained only used a very slight volume, and Luna, who was close at hand, did not hear a few words.

As time goes by like a stream, you can see from the window of the library that the sun in the west has slowly sunk into the other side of the mountain.

That is destined to be a dark night that will not be stable, is coming soon.