Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Marty doesn’t like cloudy days, because that darkness and depression always reminds him of himself.

As the heir of the Ding Family of Augustus, people who can reach him often envy their hearts, as if an identity represents countless wealth and glory.

Only Marlow himself knows that his family is like him, I am afraid that there is nothing else to describe except this gray and cloudy sky.

Inheriting family property? Inheriting financial hope? No, don’t think about it, waiting for him, there is only one empty shell that will collapse when I don’t know.

The Augustus Ding Family, which has been around since 400, will be another poor worm that has fallen into the magic circle.

Marlow looked up at the sky – the rain, it should be down.

“Ms. McGonagall, may I ask… Miss Werther still can’t come out? If she doesn’t want to be wet with the rain curtain that is about to fall, I don’t think I will take a few more steps and take the initiative to see her.”

He feels that his performance should be considered polite enough, but if he can’t wait for someone, what should he do?

After all, this action was directed by Father himself, and it has long since been irrelevant to his personal thoughts.

“I think she will be down soon.” Professor McGonagall is still a calm and unrestrained look. Compared to the tough style of the past, she is now more Dumbledore-like. “Wait for a lady, The most important thing is patience, isn’t it?”

“Oh, you are right…”

Marlow laughed very naturally, even if he was so embarrassed and eager, the social practice and practice from small to large enough to make him smile without any exiquette on any occasion.

But he knows that the real self in his heart is actually impatient enough.

Yes, he used to think that Miss Charlotte Werther was very beautiful, and that was the first time he had never violated his family’s family planning.

At the moment he knew that he was remarried by the Werther family, he also felt a pity.

But now it’s different. Now, he doesn’t really want to bother the female child who dares to escape the family cage. Because he knows that he also wants to escape without a little bit of action, and he is not worthy of the female child who has seized the freedom.

Just, maybe because of this, will he stand here now?

It is like a soulless doll, letting the family involve the hands and feet, to capture another kind of similarity that is difficult to break the match.

At the beginning, why did you want to convey the transaction to Father?

Whether this scene is sad or ridiculous at the moment.

The wind grew bigger and he blew some of messy’s hair, just as he was swinging inside.

“That is Miss Werther! She is finally out!”

A voice rang from behind Ma Xiao, and I don’t know if it was the Ding Family of Augustus or the Werther family. Ok! No matter which side he is, he doesn’t care much.

Raise his hand to block the hair that flew up and down. Marly looked away from the direction of the castle. Two figures were walking towards him.

The female child is very familiar with him—the sturdy figure, the good face, and the long hair that sways in the wind like oriental silk. Isn’t he the former fiancée Charlotte Werther?

The other man, even if he is taller than Charlotte, is not much different. However, I am afraid that no one will dare to squat at him.

“Marx · McLorne.”

After meditation on this name, Ma Ludi secretly took a deep breath.

……

“Miss Werther, please forgive me for taking the trouble today, just-“

Marx and Charlotte just came to the front, and they saw that the handsome young man was slightly ill, and first heard the first words of the two sides.

But this is the first sentence, but it was interrupted by Charlotte.

“Sorry, if you want to talk to me about the marriage contract, I think it’s better to change someone less!” She moved towards the other person behind her and glanced at the expressionlessly. “Like this kind of thing.” I don’t think I need too many witnesses.”

“This is a major event in which two families marry each other! Do you understand what you are talking about?”

For Charlotte, the party of Marlow had not answered yet and was robbed by a middle-aged wizard. Charlotte immediately slammed the past, but the other party was only snorted indifferently, and seemed to care about Charlotte’s feelings.

Marx glanced at the wizard, slightly frowned.

“Are you a member of the Werther family?”

Most of the guys who came to Hogwarts yesterday did not open their mouths because there was the old steward of Barnes & Noble in front as a representative of the negotiations.

But even if they didn’t talk, Marx also remembered those guys in an almost, now a little thought, remember that the middle-aged wizard is one of them.

“Yes.” Listening to Marx, the man was slightly stunned, but he quickly improved his tone. “Mr. McLorne, Charlotte is my niece… I teach my niece, do you want to control it? ?”

“Well, I didn’t understand enough yesterday?” Marx pointed to Charlotte, and then pointed to Mallo, sighing. “Today, only two of them talk, and others don’t have to speak.” ”

“What do you say?” The other party immediately curled one’s lip. “Bano Steward only said that it would be conveyed to Patriarch, but Patriarch would have agreed—you know, this is just the family of our two families! McLorne ‘Professor’, can you manage it a bit too wide?”

The guy used to call Marx “Mr.” and then changed to “Professor”.

Obviously, he is turning the corner to remind Marx of his identity and position. If you look deeper, there is even a little warning.

In fact, according to the magic circle rules, Marx really does not intervene in this matter.

But then again, Marx, is it a law-abiding person?

“This… um, Mr. Werther?” He suddenly stretched his eyebrows and looked indifferent. “Since you Patriarch disagrees with my suggestion, then today I will meet, I will forget it!”

“Marx?”

Seriously, Charlotte didn’t know what Marx was doing at the moment.

She had previously understood that Marx seemed to want to take the right to speak from her family and then decide for herself the way forward. But now, the two sides have not seen each other for a long time, but the situation has changed significantly.

As for our Augustine Young Master, he couldn’t even find the time to speak.

“Do not worry, Senior Sister.” Marx was laughed at Charlotte, and the tone was quite subtle. “This thing, the nature is afraid that it has completely changed…”

While whispering this sentence, he glanced inadvertently among the group of people behind Ma Xiao–in those people, there was a face but he was familiar.

“Well… is she called ‘Milian’?”

Ewan Ravenclaw’s men, a good at Imperius Curse and stealth witch, before Marx followed the other side. Just do not know why, today’s woman is actually wearing the black robe of the system – she is afraid that some people can not recognize her identity?

Of course, for Marx, it is not yet time to tangled. After he had some numbers in his heart, he continued to say:

“Welcome to the Werther family and the Augustus Ding Family, please come back today!”

The voice did not fall, and another wizard stood out from the crowd and looked at Marx with a vain eye. Marx doesn’t remember who this person is. It looks like it should be a member of the Augusting Ding Family.

“Professor McLorne,” the other party was cold and cold. “Excuse me, are you expelling us on behalf of Hogwarts? If this is the case, then we have to leave for a while… just…”

There is always friction between the forces and the forces, which has never been solved easily by personal ability.

Even the past Dumbledore can only be used in this contradiction in order to achieve the desired result.

Marx is not Dumbledore. Although he also has a good overall situation, he has never been a good person.

“No,” Marx looked at the human. “Hogwarts is a magic school, just a magic school. Don’t say I can’t represent Hogwarts, even if I can, it can’t interfere with the actions of both of you.”

“What I can represent is just my own that’s all.”

When the words came out, how could the two family members not hear the meaning of it? Marx said that he simply emphasized that what he did was only representative of the individual.

That is to say…

“Mr. MrLorne, are you too arrogant?”

I don’t know who said this sentence, but it seems to say all the people’s voices. Even McGonagall and Flitwick, who had been standing aside, also cast a stunned look at Marx.

But Marx’s expression has not changed in the slightest.

“Maybe it’s arrogant!” he said indifferently. “It’s just some people who forced me to get back from the big one…”

Marx said this, and he looked at the Augustine. Almost no one knows that “some people” in his sentence refer to someone else.

In the crowd, Millian pulled the hood of the hood and covered her face a little more. But in the shadow of the hood, a pair of bright eyes are staring quietly at Marx’s face, which is rarely known.

“Marx · McLorne…” She secretly chewed the name and licked her lips. “No wonder Boss would be so polite to him, just discovering my existence, and it would be as long as I am. Is the deployment of time seen through?”

Millian was not sure, but the sudden change in Marx’s attitude made her have to believe.