Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Ron suddenly felt that Maca's "secret task" was getting harder and harder to complete!

Don't say who is more suspicious than anyone else. He is now watching everyone want to doubt, but everyone can't find the doubt. Thinking more, he had a mass of paste in his head, and he was about to start doubting himself.

Yes! What if the old bastard's magic of control is always lurking, even the victim himself can't even notice it?

"Well, hope this is what I think too much!"

Looking at Harry and Ginny, who were hugging each other, Ron muttered to himself behind the crowd. Although he was clapping hard like everyone else, he felt a little absent-minded in how he looked.

That's right, Harry and Ginny were able to make it clear, and the relationship was a step closer. Naturally, Ron was also happy for them.

However, he is really not happy now!

As Ron Wu murmured, a pair of eyes moved away from Ginny, and as the crowd moved around, Hermione on the other side glanced inexplicably at him.

Then, it was seen that Hermione waved at the people around her and yelled:

"Okay, if you want to give them some blessings, you can wait for breakfast later. As of now, I think we'll have breakfast prepared earlier!"

After all, these people are here to help make it early, but if they are not here to make a fool, the other asylum seekers may come to pick up the food!

It was then that Hermione suddenly saw several figures crackling in a corner of the open space.

"Today's fruits and vegetables are here! Come, let them all get one."

Seeing the men and women wizards carrying suitcases, they passed through the crowd and ran straight behind the long table where they prepared their meals.

"Miss Granger, it's vegetables ... Oh, yes, remember to save lunch sandwiches and dinner salads!"

"Okay, you worked hard."

"Where is the hard work, just go and pick up a box ... Hey, if my food curse is not very good, I want to help you share some! You are hard ..."

"How come, we can make everyone eat what we make, and we all feel very happy! I don't feel hard at all."

Hermione took the suitcase from the other side, while chatting casually, she glanced subconsciously on the other side's face.

This enthusiastic male wizard was originally a staff member of the Ministry of Magic.

According to Kingsley, the other party is a very good elite black wizard striker. In the past ten years, he has participated in various operations against black wizards and black magic and has arrested many dangerous black wizards himself.

But this time in the fog of London, he suffered irreversible damage to half of his face, even with one eye and one ear, and his legs were crippled.

If he can live this way to the end of this calamity, get a golden gallon as a bonus and then retire, should he be the best destination in the eyes of others, right?

Well, as to whether he will feel relieved about this ending in his heart, no one knows.

"Okay, then I'll take a rest in the tent first, and come later to taste Miss Granger's craft!"

Watching the back slowly limping away, she soon disappeared into the crowd. Hermione regretted the other while sighing secretly.

In fact, among those unfortunate people who had faced the mad wizard in the first place, the elite striker just now was lucky. Because at that time everyone still didn't know much about those madmen, and most of the people who were attacked by them from the beginning were already dead.

Although the batter was severely injured, he was at least alive, wasn't he?

Perhaps because of this, he will still show enough optimism after the injury is barely treated, at least on the surface, that's right.

"Alice, are the sesame seeds ground?"

Aside from thinking about the disaster in her mind, Hermione stopped the wand she was waving, and let a row of sausages fall into a meal basket next to oil-absorbing paper. Immediately afterwards, she asked the young girl not far away.

It must be said that the girl who was brought by Maca was really a very well-behaved girl, almost someone else did what she asked her to do. As long as she is kind to her, she will silently express her gratitude through actions.

The only downside is that she doesn't talk much, and in most cases she only answers her questions by nodding and shaking her head. Sometimes it can make people wonder what she meant.

Now hearing Hermione's inquiry, Alice looked up slightly, then nodded her head slightly.

"Here."

She pushed the small bowl of sesame powder by her side to Hermione and motioned.

"Oh, okay!"

Hermione picked her wand and let the little basin float to her, but her gaze remained on Alice's body before she quietly moved away.

...

When Hermione was doing things, Ron actually glanced at her from time to time. He pondered that if he was Haierbo, he would surely pick a smart person.

However, last night he seemed to have ruled out the possibility of Hermione for the time being, and it was just because he didn't want to miss anything suspicious, so he did not directly ignore Hermione.

Therefore, after occasionally glancing at Hermione, he has begun to focus most of his energy on observing Hannah Aibo.

Speaking of Neville's girlfriend ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, I have to mention that Luna and their two are actually similar in character, and have always been good friends in school.

It's just that compared to Luna's demure and sometimes impermanence, Hannah is always a very low-key girl, although she is always careless.

Well, to put it plainly is inconspicuous.

But because of this, she seems to have become one of Haierbo's great options for finding spies.

At this moment, Hannah was making fruit pudding with Mr. Florin, the owner of the original cold drink shop in Diagon Alley, and did not notice that a pair of eyes were passing by her again and again.

"Well"

A moment later, Ron let go of his work and scratched his scalp.

"It's not like a spy at all ... oh, how can this be found!"

But he didn't notice that when he forgot to see Hermione's side, Hermione turned her head and looked in the direction he was in.