Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the past, in the magic world, there was an argument that seems very extreme now, saying that Muggles would be hostile to all wizards who can use magic.

Yes, it was a period of chaos for Muggles and wizards-starting with the Holy See's conspiracy and trying to further establish faith with the wizard's hands, the witch-hunting movement has flourished in Europe and the United States. On.

It was a disaster, a massive disaster far beyond what Haierbo could currently do, comparable to ancient magic wars.

In that disaster, it was not only the wizards who had been persecuted by Muggles at the time, but also the large number of Muggle people who were confused and misled by the Holy See at that time.

I remember that in the world-famous Salem Witch Trial in Massachusetts, it was n’t just the wizard who was sentenced to be hanged, including some of the so-called “heretics” that opposed the Holy See at the time.

However, the Muggles were misled by the Holy See, and the wizards also had many pure-blood families disturbing their sight. When a part of the ignorant Muggles obeyed the Holy See's inducement and carried out the game of prey, the pure blood family also began to make a group speech at the same time, deprecating all Muggles as foolish villains.

And those pure-blooded families are actually just like the Muggle Holy See, for their own benefit-they want to step on the "inferior" Muggle completely.

But in fact?

Wizards have good, bad, good and evil, Muggles ... naturally the same. Muggles, who are friendly to wizards, have existed in every period in history.

After all, except for magic, there is no difference between a wizard and a Muggle in appearance.

"... Mr. Wizard, I know, you must be a wizard! Because no ordinary person dares to take a leisurely walk in the street at this time. So, I really just want to find someone who can send my granddaughter out of this ghost place Good guy ... and at first I thought you were ... "

On the sofa opposite the coffee table, the old Muggle old man who had just looked straightforward, has now become extra cautious. Although he was explaining, there always seemed to be so absent-minded until he found that he seemed to say something wrong.

"Oh no!" He said, and suddenly hesitated, "I'm sorry, I'm not saying you don't look like a good person now, I don't mean that--"

"Old gentleman, you don't need to be nervous, let alone apologize ..." Maca still waved her hands calmly. "Because I just thought you might be unfriendly to me--as you said, I still It ’s really not like something an ordinary person would do alone on the street alone, but correspondingly, at this time, you also invited me such a “suspicious person” to come to your own home, which is obviously also a very strange thing. Isn't it? "

"Ah ... yes, you are right." When the old man heard it, he nodded. "So, Mr. Wizard ... you are a 'good' wizard, right?"

After Maca heard it, before he had time to answer, he saw the old man say again:

"Actually, I just mentioned that I have seen a lot of strange people these days, and the fact is indeed the same. I have seen demons that kill people like hemp, and I have seen those who fight hard and rescue such demons I'm generally a powerless London resident. They have terrible and weird abilities but are doing the opposite. "

"So," at this point, he paused suddenly. "I just want to find a 'good wizard' who is willing to help us ... There is not much to eat at home, and these pizzas on the table are the last. ... Oh, poor little Shirley is sick again ... If this continues, she will, she will die ... "

The old man's voice was shaking more and more, and he couldn't help choking in the end. While Maca listened to his words, Maca looked down at the pancake basket on the coffee table, but her thoughts drifted away unknowingly.

There is no doubt that the Muggle old man is like a microcosm of the vast majority of London residents-the most innocent and most helpless in this inexplicable disaster, it is precisely their ordinary hemp Melon people.

Maca believes that while Muggles in the entire city are forced to hide in their homes to fear and fear, they are also secretly looking at everything outside the window.

What are their thoughts when they see a group of strangely capable guys killing passersby?

"Speaking ... sir," Maca thought, suddenly thinking of a question, "how did you know the 'witcher'? Can you guess it?"

The word "witcher" is actually not new to Muggles, although nowadays wizards have already settled down and no longer appear in Muggle's sight as in the past. In the final analysis, wizards and magic have been in this world for thousands of years, and not all wizards can erase them.

However, it is a bit difficult to think of wizards just by looking at the battles on the street from the window.

"I heard a wizard himself say ... at the time he saved a child downstairs ... oh, that was a good 'good wizard'! Unfortunately, there were terrible bad guys out there at the time. They did not dare to speak. "

"Hmm ... is it?"

The old man was actually talking about Harry, but Maca had no way of knowing it. He only thought that it might be the Auror or the Federation supporting the wizard who was sent by Lupin for search and rescue.

Of course, it doesn't matter to him who the old man sees. What's important is that the wizards who have also rescued Muggles seem to be giving these London residents who know nothing about the facts a favor.

That's right ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ As long as someone did not deliberately mislead Muggle's cognition as in the previous witch hunting period, they can naturally rely on their own judgment to distinguish between good and bad. Even if there are wizards at the same time, there are "good wizards" and "bad wizards"-they can actually be clearly distinguished.

"Fortunately, Haierbo wasn't interested in attracting Muggles ..."

Hearing Maka whispered, although the old man didn't understand it, he was still a little confused and a little uneasy:

"Mr. Wizard ... what did you just say?"

"Oh no, I'm just talking to myself," Maka heard and shook her head immediately. "Old sir, you said your ... well, is it your granddaughter? Is she sick?"

"Yes, Shirley, she is my granddaughter-her health has never been good. She has been frightened again in the past few days. She has had a fever for two days."

After Maca heard it, she reached out to the stall that was still closed, and signaled:

"Let me see it for her! I may be able to cure her ... well, it's a thank you for the slice of pizza and a glass of water!"