Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“peng peng peng – peng peng peng -“

Marx knows that when you knock at the door, you have to make a big noise. Otherwise, the owner of the house will not only be inaudible, but you will also waste precious time because of the waste of effort.

No way, the guys who usually stay at this point every day are definitely sleeping.

“And probably still the time to sleep the most.”

“…peng peng peng! ”

It can be seen that Marx gave up his decent and polite way of knocking on the door. It is obvious that there is a reason. But the reason for forcing him to do so is mostly not malicious.

Otherwise, it is the most common choice when he treats enemies.

“peng peng –“

This time, his third defeat finally fell because the door opened.

“……Well?”

The door just opened automatically, and Marx saw a undressed pajamas uncle staring at him, and the squeaky snoring was also from the other party.

To be honest, because of the atmosphere of the gloomy Sen in the outer corridor, the effect of the game is so extraordinarily absurd.

“Oh, sorry… you must have knocked on the door for a while?” The uncle, who had just been awakened by the knocking of the door, seemed quite amiable. “Please come in! Ha-“

As he said, he also yawned a big yawn, and then he pulled his eyelids and gestured to Marx.

When Marx saw it, he didn’t care shrugged, and then he followed the other into the house. After entering the door, he did not forget to bring the door.

As the door of this room was re-closed, the previous lifelessness was restored again in the hallway, and only a few light bulbs on the ceiling shimmered, providing a pitiful glow.

And on the nameplate of the door, several words in the Scabbers rust are faintly visible, and they are read as “Vampire Tolerance Association.”

……

“Sir, please sit down! Oh… Sorry, I still seem to be a little sleepy… Oh, yes! Would you like some drinks?”

In fact, the entrance to the door is a room similar to a collective office, and next door to that large room, there is a small reception room.

Right now, Marx was brought here and invited to sit down.

“Ah, sir, you don’t have to be busy!” He waved his hand. “I probably didn’t like your taste… really, I did try it a few times!”

“Hey?” The pajamas uncle suddenly turned around and looked at Marx. “Really? Hey, I just want to pour a glass of orange juice for you… But, have you really tried?”

Since Vampire is in an awkward position in the magic circle all year round, they are more sensitive when it comes to these topics about their food.

Therefore, this Vampire uncle will immediately understand the meaning of Marx.

“Yes, I did try it.” Marx laughed. “Although it is often for research purposes, I have tasted many kinds of blood, either intentionally or unintentionally – for example, dragon blood, it is really hot. !”

“Oh, it sounds terrible!” Vampire uncle heard, and immediately showed a look of trepidation. “We can’t drink dragon blood, I mean really… surely we can burn our tongues in one bite.” Bleeding bubbles come!”

In order to get along better with different classes, the average person will always avoid sensitive issues as much as possible, but that is not a good idea. Only let the other party feel that those problems will no longer be a problem between you and me, so that the two sides can really open up scruples and stereotypes.

In this regard, at least Marx thinks so, and the effect has always been very good.

“That is probably because the flame energy in the dragon’s blood is too much too active. You are always very ignorant of the things that will spurt fire, aren’t you? Next time you can try to dilute it, maybe you can find a new one. What about the food?”

He added a sentence with it, and then he turned and asked: “Sir, I want to ask, is Ms. St. Guiner here today? I need to ask her for help -“

“Aha! You came to find Nien?” The other pointed to the wall on the left. “She is also sleeping! Generally, it won’t get up until the sun goes down… So, I don’t really recommend you now. Go find her!”

“Is it?” Marx smiled. “She must have been woken up by me just now… Is it not good?”

“Well,” uncle shrugged said. “Probably the posture of sleeping recently is not right? In short, I don’t want to bother her anymore… or she will be worried.”

“Is this?” Marx thought for a moment, then reached out and gestured. “Although I am very sorry to wake you up, but today it is indeed something to be done – take the trouble again! Let me go Call her, just don’t let you help me ‘risk’!”

“This is really…” Vampire uncle pulled the collar of the pajamas and shook his eyebrows playfully. “If you are sure you want to do this – come with me! Remember to wait for me to go a little farther and you are calling.” ——”

As he spoke, he once again caused a road for Marx, and kept on his mouth and Marx with some fun little jokes.

In fact, the place where they sleep is next door. If you have to say it, it may be the strangest “bedroom” Marx has ever seen.

The place was big, much bigger than the original collective office, and it was almost dark.

However, it can be seen that there is still a table lamp near the door. With the light that wasn’t too bright, Marx saw a bed that was placed vertically, and the cushion on the bed was still curved.

At a glance, you can see that the curved bed just happens to allow a person to lean in the recessed position.

If you bring a little tilt angle, maybe Marx can try to lean on it and sleep.

“This is the legacy of our Old Ancestor sect,” Uncle said in a whisper to Marx. “But we still have a way to change it a little – we were always persecuted in the ancestors, so we had to hide in the coffin. Sleeping, but if you sleep again, it would be too out of date.”

“I think so,” Marx nodded. “And the bed is always more comfortable.”

The two whispered gossip, not long after, the Vampire uncle took Marx to the side of a scarlet bed. When the former pointed at the bed and waved at Marx, it really fled.

In the dark, Marx can clearly perceive the surrounding situation with a variety of means, but it is not as intuitive as visual.

So after arriving at the place, he stretched his fingers and shook, and immediately a glimmer of light appeared silently at his fingertips.

As the rays of light illuminate a small area around it, the bed in front of Marx and more beds in the vicinity are revealed one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Marx saw at a glance that the acquaintance of Ms. St. Guiner was wearing a nightgown and sleeping peacefully in close proximity to the vertical bed.

As for the quilt… Maybe Vampire does not normally cover the quilt? At least in this all around bed, Marx didn’t even see a quilt.

“Ms. St. Guiner,” he looked at the female Vampire in front of him and smiled. “I’m sorry, but I should get up.”

The voice did not fall, Marx’s fingers shook slightly forward, and the group of shimmers immediately turned into a small flame. The next second, the little flames broke away from his fingertips, and under his control, the bed in front of him slowly drifted over.

“唔?–“

Vampire is quite sensitive to fire. Although high temperature does not bring them fatal damage, their physique characteristics are destined to be exceptionally good.

It’s just that Marx is very good at controlling the size of the flames. It’s just a little bit, and Vampire is not going to react much except for the Saint-Guinena in front of him.

Seeing that the other party was obviously awake, Marx waved away the flames and changed back to the faint light group at the beginning.

“Hello, Ms. St. Guiner, we haven’t seen it for a while!”

“You…who are you? Why use fire to scare me! Stay away from me, I can warn you! If you dare to…” Speaking, Ms. St. Guiner seems to feel something wrong, and the words in her mouth are also It stopped.

After staring at Marx in front of her for a while, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and her face was hesitant.

“‘I haven’t seen it for a while?’ Do we know? Why don’t you wear a hood to let me see…” She looked at Marx and thought about it. It seemed that Marx’s voice was very familiar.

On Marx’s side, he came here not to give the other party a “surprise” for a long time to reunite. At the following moment, he raised his hand and turned the hood to the back.

When Marx’s face was completely exposed, St. Guiner was finally stared wide-eyed.

“Mr. McLorne?”

“Please let me say it again here,” Marx said slightly. “I am sorry to have stirred up your dreams… just, please pack it first, then come out and listen to me and ask for a request!”

“Oh, this… don’t say that!”

St. Guina immediately took two steps forward and swayed his head in a hurry.

“Although you didn’t show up in person, our Tolerance Association was able to start in London smoothly, but it relied on your help in all aspects…”

When she got here, she poured her heartily and said: “If there is anything I can do to help, please say that we are always thinking about how to repay you!”

“In short,” Marx spread his hand. “Is it better to get dressed first?”

Just as he said this sentence, Ms. St. Guina’s nightgown collar could no longer hang on her silky shoulders and fell silently.

“Yeah,” she grabbed the collar of her shoulder and snorted. “Actually, can this be considered a reward?”