Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Because of the fact that there was such a thing yesterday, Marx didn’t really remember Charlotte’s things for a while.

After all, whether it’s for Marx himself or for the entire Hogwarts, Herpo’s Remnant Soul infiltrate campus is obviously more important to Harry.

It was not until the evening that some information was sorted out in the office, and he passed the process of the Werther family to the dignitaries.

For Charlotte, Marx is definitely not going to take away the so-called “family”, because he knows very well that the Senior Sister has long had little affection for her family.

To say that there is something in the mansion that is worthy of her nostalgia, probably her father, right?

At least, in any case, the fiancé who has never met Marx, will certainly not be the reason for her to go home to accept the fate.

Therefore, Marx, who had been taken care of by Charlotte after entering school, is planning to do the best. Then again, the original person was also brought out by him, and now he has a sigh of relief, it is even more unreasonable to turn a blind eye to the difficulty of the Senior Sister.

However, what Marx didn’t expect was that Charlotte’s nominal fiancé actually came so fast!

“It seems a bit wrong?”

Marx stood by the window of the office, and his eyes stayed in the direction of the school gate. The “guests” who had more than yesterday made him frown and thought about it.

It is certainly not an ordinary person to marry the Werther family. As far as Marx tried to take away Charlotte, the background of the other party was at least comparable to that of Charlotte.

It is such a force that cannot be underestimated. When I just lost my marriage contract, I didn’t make a fuss. Now I have shown that I can’t wait for one night. For this reason, Marx is hard to care about.

“Standing in front, should it be Charlotte’s fiancé?”

He looked at the situation there and looked at it from here. If you don’t need magic, you can only see it.

“Professor Flitwick, what do they say today?”

“Well, I didn’t really say too much,” said Flitwick, a small man standing behind Marx. “The Young Master of Ding Family of Augustus just said that he would see Miss Werther. If he didn’t see it, he wouldn’t go back. ……”

“Augustin?”

Marx recalled it a bit, and soon turned to a little bit of information about the family from some miscellaneous reading memories.

The modern intelligence of this ancient Wizard family is almost zero. To guess what kind of family they are, they must be found in some ancient records.

This is definitely very difficult for today’s ordinary wizards. For Marx who used to read many ancient books in Rowena’s Chamber of Secrets, there is no such obstacle.

“Oh,” he said quickly. “Should it be the descendants of Orleus Augustin who used the ‘theology’ to fool the muggle?”

Different from the Werther family’s ancient wizard, which is “prosperous because of magical achievements”;

The Augustus Ding Family relied on the idea of ​​“philosophy” and “aesthetics” to the muggle, and used “theology” to bring the distance between the muggle and him.

As far as the results of the accumulation of the family were to be seen, the practice of Aurelius Augustine was obviously successful.

It is a pity that the changes in the times will always lead to unpredictable changes in many situations. A family like Augustine is most afraid of the complete isolation of the wizard from the muggle, so that…

Marx pondered over what he had guessed, and suddenly felt that he had caught something.

Could it be said that the Augustus Ding Family is going to completely rely on the Werther family on the marriage?

It is conceivable that a once glorious family had to bear huge losses under the general trend, but was reluctant to disclose the internal emptiness because of its former glory.

Whether it is a wizard or a muggle, there have been countless forces in history that have had a tendency to “self-deception.” Even some families are unwilling to admit their own weakness, and they are still trying to maintain the “surface scenery” before the overturning.

At the thought of this, Marx can’t help but a little nodded – the possibility of his own guess is not low.

However, Marx’s conjecture is accurate enough, but because of the lack of some vital information, his inference is still deviating from the truth behind the matter.

“Professor, where is Charlotte now?”

Professor McGonagall, who was looking at the door to meet the “guest” at the school gate, asked Marx again.

“Oh, Minerva said she was busy late at Hog’s Head yesterday, and probably still sleeping in her room?”

Marx hearing this, suddenly sighed: “So, Professor McGonagall should have no time to tell her these… Well, let me go see her first! Professor Flitwick, please tell Professor McGonagall, Say me and Charlotte Senior Sister will be there soon.”

“Ah, okay.”

Watching Flitwick leave the office in a hurry, Marx glanced back at the window—the weather is still not good today. It was just in the morning, and the dense clouds had completely blocked the sun above the sky.

……

“Hey.”

Hogwarts As a magic school, students can’t say much, and there are very few faculty members. To say that the most in this school, I am afraid that the house elf is cleaned every day, but most of the empty rooms are not used.

And the Charlotte Werther Miss who escaped from the family lived in an empty room that was originally intended to be used as a professor’s office.

Speaking of it, since Charlotte returned to Hogwarts, Marx seems to have never been here.

After knocking the door several times in a row, he finally heard some movements inside. Just, maybe because it is a school, so the beauty who is often carefree is still very concerned.

When the door was opened, Marx saw a well-dressed Miss Werther, not the pajama version of Charlotte, which she had seen in the muggle apartment.

It’s a pity that the pair’s eyes still lie to Marx’s – this big beauty, it’s obvious that she still sleeps in bed!

“Marx?”

Charlotte licked the eyes of the monk and still had some sour eyes, and sent a puzzled look.

Today is Sunday, the slow-paced life of the weekend makes Charlotte get used to sleeping a little more in the morning on the last day of the week, soothing the skin that has become dry up because of work every day.

Women should protect their appearance, especially beautiful women, and they will be more vigilant in the face of future aging.

But she also knows that Marx seems to be busy every day. In addition to eating and sleeping, there are many other things to do. It is still the first time to run your own room early in the morning!

“Well, good morning!” Marx shrugged said. “I heard that I came back late, so I am still sleeping now?”

“Hey, let’s say that…” Charlotte nodded, “What’s the matter, little Junior? You are a busy man, how can you have the effort to come to the elder sister? Is there something?”

Marx hearing this, habitually smiled. He is still like this Senior Sister. When he talks, he always feels light and energetic, just like there is no need to worry about anything in this world.

Although Luna is completely two types, these two distinct characters can make people feel the same.

To be honest, Marx really didn’t want to take the outside break to disturb this rare relaxed atmosphere.

“It’s a bit of a thing,” he shook his head. “However, standing at the door said that it’s not quite appropriate… don’t mind if I go in with you?”

“Oh, of course, no problem,” Charlotte said with a smile. “Then please come in! Hey, the room of the elder sister has nothing to see!”

Seeing Charlotte retreat a half step and let go, Marx side indifferent expression curl one’s lip, and also walked in without any politeness.

“Well?”

Just entering it, Marx felt a strong sense of sight.

The curtains that were sturdy, the simple furniture and the antique oil lamps, except for the lack of moisture and the cracks on the walls, were exactly the same as the old apartments that lived in Charlotte at the time.

“Hey, Senior Sister, are you out of nostalgia?” Marx asked strangely.

“hmph, can’t you?”

Charlotte said, she raised her hand slyly, but then just patted Marx’s shoulder.

“Sit down! At least there are two chairs here, and the bed is in the room… Well, would you like something to drink? Although I only have boiled water here.”

Don’t you slap on your back… Yeah, so that today’s things can be handled with less scruples.

“No, don’t be busy,” Marx sat down at the table stool, sighed. “You sit down too! In order not to let Professor McGonagall waste too much time, I will not slow down here. ……”

Seeing Marx’s look suddenly became more serious, Charlotte also keenly smelled some of it. Although she still doesn’t know what happened, she will eventually be related to herself, but this is not running.

“You say it!”

She sat down on the other side of the wooden table and chose to listen instead of asking.

“It’s like this,” Marx first picked the wording, and then started talking. “Yesterday, your family came and said that you want to bring you back to the family.”

“The reason for them is the engagement in the past.”

No matter how long Marx can stretch his hand, when it comes to a friend’s personal problems, he will pay attention to not overdoing it.

Therefore, even if he clearly knows Charlotte’s decision, he must first hand over the right to choose. Otherwise, he is sorry that Charlotte did not fall in his vest.

“And today,” Marx continued. “Accurately speaking, it’s actually now—Augustin is here.”