Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The main color of the night is always black like ink.

The red 帷幔, which is still vivid during the day, will be dim in the dark; the golden thorns tapestry hanging on the wall will also lose its brilliance in the dark.

Only on a sunny night, there will be a bright moon in the air, and it will be like a misty mist. At this time, the black of the chaos will be broken into a few silver lights, which will make the black of the night a little lighter.

At the moment, in the bedroom of the Gryffindor Tower, the moonlight passed through the grille window on the outer edge, and the window sill and the wall were covered with a layer of cool varnish.

“Harry, a few of them are already asleep… What happened to Hermione? What did you find? Should you talk about it?”

Ron stood on the edge of the dark red curtain near the mirror, looking at Harry sitting on the window sill, his face was clearly a bit depressed.

“Ah.”

Harry leaned against the window and stared at World, which was enveloped by the night. The moonlight passed over his face and outlined his side face in a circle.

“Of course, I will tell you…” he said, “but before that, I want to ask you something.”

Seeing Harry suddenly was a little mysterious, and Ron couldn’t help but beowned.

“what’s up?”

“Nature is about Hermione,” Harry still looked out of the window, seemingly casual. “Accurately, it’s you, Marx, and Hermione. As your best friend, I feel obligated. Ask you a sentence -“

Having said that, he was suddenly stopped.

“Do you still like Hermione?”

Ron hearing this, it was a trip, and a pair of pupils suddenly shook.

“How is it possible!” He felt that his throat was dry for a while, which made him unable to stop swallowing. “I haven’t talked to you already? Hermione likes Marx…this is all the same.” For a long time, why are you still asking?”

“Don’t say it’s useless, Ron.”

Harry turned his face and looked at the other person, which forced the latter to subconsciously move his eyes away.

“I am asking you, do you still like Hermione?” He asked again, “Answer ‘Yes’ or ‘No’, can’t you? Why explain?”

“I…” Ron snorted and his heart suddenly became upset. “I was asking you, telling me what you found from Hermione? Don’t ask this meaningless question!”

Although he is very annoyed, he still pays attention to the surrounding environment.

The other roommates in the bedroom were sleeping, so he didn’t say too much. Just because some of the stagnation in my heart was gradually provoked by Harry’s words, the tone has already increased a lot.

Seriously, he has already buried his heart in this matter, and even he thought he was almost forgotten.

however……

“You are just escaping the problem,” Harry continued, leisurely. “Escape can’t solve the problem – you see, as soon as I mention it, you immediately show uncomfortable uneasiness and uneasiness. This is not to say… …”

“No!” Ron frowned and lowered his voice. “I didn’t!”

“Is it?” Harry saw this and shook his head slightly. “In this case, you are answering my question like a man – do you like her? Or don’t like her?”

“you–“

Ron seemed to want to argue or explain anything, but Harry didn’t stand up and grabbed his forehead.

“look at me!”

Although Harry’s words are not loud, they can even be said to be deliberately light. But somehow, Ron felt like he was hit by a magic, as if his soul had trembled.

So, Ron turned his head involuntarily and looked at his friend’s eyes.

“You, still like her.”

Harry stared at Ron’s eyes, and the sentence was almost a word and a word came out of his mouth.

“I… still like…here.” Ron couldn’t help but repeat it.

“If that’s the case, what do you want to do?”

“Retrieve her heart from the hands of Marx.” Ron slowly said.

“No, you know very well, you can’t do it.”

“Then what should I do… what to do.” Ron’s eyes lit up a layer of confusion.

“Give your soul to me, I can help you.”

“My soul…” Ron pulled his eyelids halfway, seemingly confused. “How can I… give it to you?”

“Open your heart to me!”

I don’t know when, Ron’s face is left with only one piece of wood.

“Opened… heart…” He was very nice.

“Yes, exactly.”

Harry said, gently loosening Ron’s robes and, by the way, smoothed out some folds. Then, I saw him smacking in front of Ron’s eyes, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground and silently fainted.

“The gap between the hearts of the people will always be the perfect breakthrough mouth in the soul. This point, regardless of the past millennium or 10,000 years, will never change.”

When I said this, the corner of “Harry” seemed to be uncontrollably tilted up, and the smile was even colder than the moonlight behind him.

……

At this moment, in the outside common room, Hermione was sitting on the sofa with a slight brow.

“I’m not right…” she whispered alone. “Harry is not right, I am a bit wrong… Why did I suddenly dismiss the idea of ​​going to Marx? Why did Harry stop me from telling Hagrid?”

In fact, apart from these two points, she is most concerned about, there is more “wrong” in Hermione’s heart.

For example, why did the elf bind the invisible Bemid, and what is the use of the unfinished building? Also, at that time, why did the little guy take the initiative to cancel the stealth in front of her, but it was surprisingly calm.

At that time, there were too many problems, but she was too late to think. Now, when they sink their minds, each and everyone’s doubts will be plagued.

Rather than summarizing it into one point, that is why a invisible beast will bring out so many suspicious things at once?

“And there is, why does Harry say ‘See you later’? What does he want to say to me?” Hermione thought, thinking secretly in her heart, “or what did he find?”

When you think about it, the questions are mixed together, and it becomes more and more difficult to think.

Just when Hermione wanted to push down this messy thoughts and look for another angle, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the boys’ bedroom.

She turned her head and quickly saw the familiar silhouette.

“Harry, come over, I want to ask you something.”

“Oh, is it?” In the shadow of the doorway, Harry nodded. “So smart, Hermione, I have something to ask you!”

“What?” Hermione paused, but then went on. “In short, come over first, don’t lie there!”

“Ok.”

Harry said as he walked slowly to the side of the sofa and sat down on a chair.

“But Hermione, I think you have to listen to me first,” he suddenly looked at Hermione’s eyes. The deep eyes seemed to look through people’s hearts. “There is a question I hope you can answer me-“

“What do you think about Luna?” Harry solemnly asked. “Don’t say it easily, think about it… take a look at the real thought in your heart.”

When he said this, his voice seemed to be a bit more inexplicable magnetism, and the word was filled with magic power that immersed people.

“…the real idea?” Hermione blinked and hesitated.

……

At the same time, the Office of Professor Study of Ancient Runes.

Marx sat behind his desk and stared at his cheeks at the two sheets on the table. One of them is the rule rune guide that was originally attached to the Book of Sin, and the other is the volume of truth.

After reviewing the stone array of the Centaur family in the Cave of the Dragon Cave, he has been thinking about the rule rune.

It is just that no matter how he feels, there is no way to understand the mystery.

Although he has realized that the rune may be the key to solving many problems. But in terms of research, the science of muggle is the same as the magic of wizard. They are accumulating and gradual, and they are urgent and urgent.

In fact, Marx was not in a hurry until Eun Ravenclaw suddenly came out. Even if Herpo climbed out of the ground, it was just that he put the focus of his life on the strength of that’s all.

But because the old Eun’s words involved too much about Rowena, all kinds of inconsistencies and experiences, so that the calm Marx has to be anxious.

Don’t forget, Rowena’s trials are back soon before!

“The couple who are dying…” Marx leaned back on the back of the chair after licking the table, and licked some of his sore head. “Rowena… No, Rowena Meura…you Is that the ‘swindler’ in my mouth in the future? Or is it the ‘great witch’ that everyone praises?”

“Or, or,” he sighed. “In fact, both?”

For Marx, it’s hard to believe in something. Especially in situations where time is tied to your own life, the need for excessive cautiousness often complicates things.

What he didn’t know was that when he was trapped by these millennium problems, some unsatisfactory things had quietly spread to his side.

“hu ——”

Marx puts out a long breath again, but it is also difficult to ease his inner exhaustion.

“Professor Dumbledore,” he couldn’t help but mutter. “When you faced that many messy things, what made you really let go of all the choices of ‘running the road’?”