Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

No one, no one.

As the door closed slowly behind Maca, the noisy vocals from Diagon Alley were also isolated from the outside.

This shop, which was slightly dim because there were no windows, suddenly became more gloomy.

After coming in, Maca couldn't help covering her nose a bit—the taste of this place was too great, and it was obvious that it was a strong stench from the rotten body.

Of course, there are many types of corpses, and they do not necessarily have to be human.

After seeing Pansy covering her mouth for a while, she felt as if she had lost most of her strength and stood against the shelf in the doorway. Maca brushed her and walked directly into the room. .

Soon he saw that in addition to the shelves in front of the four walls, there was a large water tank in the corner. The stench in this shop is constantly floating out of the water tank.

WTF?

Unless there are some special hobbies, in general, no one likes to live in such a bad place. So instead of thinking that this is a living habit, Maca is more willing to believe that Muriel had some purpose and had to let his home smell bad unless he had to do so.

After pinching her nose closer to the water tank, Maca seemed to finally notice something, and her brows suddenly frowned.

He found a swollen hemp bag in the water tank.

It can be seen that the sack stuffed with something is half-floating and half-sinking in the tan liquid of the small half-cylinder, which makes it impossible to distinguish the body of the creature inside.

But is it really just a corpse?

At the moment, Maca felt it by the side of the water tank. There was still a magic source of living creatures in the sack moving in the faint law, exuding a wave of magic power that was hard to detect.

If he weren't so close, he might not even be able to feel it.

And to say that the magic wave fluctuates, Maca actually feels a bit familiar-it must not be human, but the magic of some purer and more spiritual magical creature.

Is this ... a unicorn?

If you just look at the water tank with a scent, it's hard for ordinary people to imagine that the sack will be a unicorn known for its sacred purity.

But Maca can judge from the subtle magic wave in it. It seems that it is indeed a unicorn.

And still alive!

Almost subconsciously, Maca remembered the scene in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest-Voldemort was attached to Chiro's body, hunted unicorns, sipped his silver blood, and was scared and terrified. .

However, even if you know how to drink, you will be cursed, and sucking on the spot is a bit too brutal.

If Voldemort had more time at that time, he wouldn't have squatted in the woods and drunk the unicorn's blood, making him so embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but glance down into the tank again.

Rotate the pure unicorn, let the filth contaminate its sacred talent, and use it to counteract the purest drop of blood in the unicorn's body-if possible, maybe Voldemort would do the same?

As for the role of that drop of unicorn blood, it naturally extends life.

There is no doubt that this is a rather fierce black magic, and the blood of unicorns forced by this method has also been called "natural elixir" by black wizards.

"That 'Mouriel' ... it doesn't look easy!" Maca frowned, thinking to herself.

According to Maca's knowledge, this secret method is not known to anyone. Even himself, he has only seen some simple records in Royna's chamber.

He was pondering, and suddenly felt that someone in the overturned lane outside the house stopped at the doorway, which forced him to temporarily stop thinking, and stood slightly by the water tank.

"Click ---"

Immediately, the door handle turned slightly, causing the lock spring to make a sound, and the rear door opened slowly. Panxi, leaning on the shelf near the door, immediately got up and hurried back into the room several steps.

"Well, have you arrived, Miss Parkinson?"

It seems that in the battle with Kingsley, the latter caused some incurable damage to him, so much that Martin is now still standing.

However, it can be felt that his body is no longer a big deal. When he entered the house, each step seemed to be very strong and strong.

"Mr. Martin ..."

Listening to the cold voice of the other side, Panxi still had no idea, but she still insisted:

"Mr. Martin! Why did you pick this opportunity to call me out ... I think you should know that the Flint family has made McLean suspicious of me! I'm inconvenient to leave school now."

"Humph?"

Martin closed the door with his backhand, staring deeply at Pansy, before suddenly showing the wand in his right hand and waving quickly.

"Miss Parkinson, are you questioning my order?"

"Oh!"

The moment Martin waved his wand, Pansy only felt that his strength was evacuated, and he fell to the floor with a plop.

And then, an indescribable sense of weakness filled her heart instantly, and that feeling felt as if her soul would drift away from the body in the next moment.

To be honest, although this pain does not originate from pain, it is not inferior to the diamond charm.

But fortunately, although the room is full of stench, there is not much dirt on the ground. Compared to the oily black floor formed by the dirt on the pig's head bar, it is obviously much cleaner here.

"No ... I'm sorry, Mr. Martin ... I apologize for my rudeness, please, please stop now!"

Seeing Panxi tremble and tremble gently, although Maka felt a little sorry, she had to stand still and wait in silence. Because he knew that Martin was just a demonstration.

Sure enough, Martin swung again after a while, giving Pansy a chance to breathe. And while the latter was struggling to breathe on the ground, Martin whispered coldly:

"Of course, just question me, but you betrayed me ... Why didn't Muriel be rescued when you went to the Ministry ’s dungeon? Not only that, after you left the Ministry, you returned directly After Hogwarts, I didn't even have any more contact with me! "

Having said that, he sneered sneerly.

"Well, what did McLean doubt about you ... if you want me to see it, you know that I must have seen through your disguise and deception, so you dare not come to me? Uh? I'm right-- Miss Spy from McLean? "

"No, how could this--"

Panxi managed to support her upper body, and the momentary release force made her simply sit on the floor and look up:

"No one will make a joke of his own life, will he? My life is now in your hands ... not to mention, how could I, a member of the Parkinson's family, obey that McLean order?"

"Are the pure-blooded clan ... hmm, that's just a bunch of jokes!"

Martin couldn't help giggling at the thought of the pure-blood wizards nowadays, seeing McLean like a mouse of a cat.

The so-called "pure pedigree" was nothing in his opinion.

It's just that the first half of Pansy's words made Martin a little irrefutable-yes! This Parkinson's life is still in his hands, and he can let the opponent die on the spot almost at any time.

So, what could be more terrible than death?

A moment later, Martin suddenly waved his hand:

"If you want me to believe you, it's not impossible-just like I mentioned in the letter, you go to the Ministry of Magic dungeons and rescue Muriel too! If it works, I will not only want you Life, will give you the third and final step of the magic ritual, giving you the power that ordinary people cannot imagine! "

As he was talking, Martin took a short meal and turned his back.

"You can take this as my order or as a transaction ... whatever you want! In short, I want to see Muriel appear in front of me as soon as possible, understand?"

"This ... how is this possible?"

Although Maca mentioned that it is possible to "not know" about the martial law of the Ministry of Magic if necessary, it seems that it is not necessary to pretend to be ignorant at this time.

When Pan Xi heard that, she immediately said loudly:

"Now the Ministry of Magic can't even mix in an invisible beast. How could I go and bring Muriel out? And Mr. Martin, maybe you don't know yet, Muriel stayed in the dungeon voluntarily- A strong protective spell was attached to the dungeon door, and Illuli tried her best to open only one. She almost passed out on the spot! "

It wasn't Maca who made her say this.

At this time, Illuli is also involved ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It will make things more complicated. Therefore, Maca thinks that instead of trying to explain it, it is better to simplify it. It is enough to trust Martin only by the hidden dangers of magic rituals.

But Pansi seemed to think that falsehoods would be easier to believe, so he decided to add some drama to himself.

Anyway, after Muriel meets Martin, he will know these things sooner or later.

However, when such things are said now, obviously it will only confuse Martin.

"What?" I saw him turn sharply, frowning. "Muriel volunteered to stay in the dungeon? Just to take care of your friend's feelings? What are you talking about--"

Martin was talking and seemed to think that with Muriel's character, this kind of thing was really hard to say, so he stopped himself soon.

"... Well, although ridiculous, it may not be nonsense ...? Damn it!" ()

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