Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

() Even in the evening, the hot summer daytime, which is exclusive to summer, still exists. The dull air is mixed with the continuous sound of insects, but it does not prevent people from being enthusiastic about the upcoming activities.

In a sparsely populated wilderness, a huge silhouette emerged in the darkness of the night, covering all the last rays of the sky.

This building looks like the round stadium of the Quidditch World Cup, but it is more compact and flatter than that, as if it is a giant fruit plate sitting on an open field.

That was the scene of an open-air audio-visual conference built by Maca by the financial resources of the Witt family.

Although it is not completely dark, the magical light ball for lighting has floated in the field. Under the light of magic, the front of the entrance was full of people's heads.

The hired staff members were busy in the crowd, and their voices were almost hoarse, in order to inform the last guests to wait patiently in line.

Around the venue where the Lockhart personal audio-visual conference will be held, various stalls and more people almost filled the open space here.

The enthusiasm of the masses was almost as if it were about to evaporate and form a cloud.

Beside this valley chosen as the venue, Maca stood on a mountain peak and quietly looked at all the prosperity in the valley.

This is obviously only a selfish event he organized. He even provided a not-so-exhaustive planning material at the beginning and entrusted the entire event to a manager.

But when the event really started, it was far more than expected.

Not only the audition itself, but also many businessmen and families in the magic world smelled the business opportunities, gathered together and formed a true national level event.

Maca looked at the crowd like an ant below for a moment, and gently stroked the magic wand in the left sleeve with his right hand. The slightly rough texture of the wand was slender and clear, as if everything in front of it was connected together.

Located above the valley is a dark gray cloud made of magic. Seeing that it was almost time, Maca finally took out her wand and pointed high at the center of the cloud.

At the same time, a faint blue light suddenly appeared under his feet, covering him all over.

The sun has gone down, so it was a bit unclear just now. But at that moment, the light was bright, but it made people really see that at his feet, there was a complicated and detailed rune map.

To be honest, the layman of this rune map seems to be infinitely mysterious, but Maca is very clear. This is only because he can't simplify it further.

But at least, letting this event go smoothly is enough.

"Five ... four ... three ... two ..."

With a hairline-like magical light straight into the sky, circles of colorful magical brilliance appeared in the dark gray clouds in the air.

Soon someone was noticed in the valley, everyone looked up and whispered in surprise.

The color is monotonous and dim, almost blending with the sky. It is like an extremely huge curtain; the light emitted by Maca's wand is a strange brush, painted on that curtain Dazzling colors in circles.

Maca kept an eye on the crowd in the valley. When most people had already raised their necks and stared at the air with wide eyes, he lowered his head instead.

He moved slightly under his feet and stepped on the other two runes. Immediately after that, when he looked up again, the colorful circles like ripples in the air suddenly spread out and became various slogans.

The fonts are constantly changing, the colors are constantly flowing, and they are finally turned into a familiar picture.

It was an advertisement in the Daily Prophet. It was a solitary, standing figure.

"Gidro Lockhart!"

I don't know who shouted first, then many people were infected and everyone cheered warmly.

Although at this moment everyone is mostly just following the trend to lively mood, but Maca knows that the event itself has actually been half successful.

Even if the actual audition has not even officially started!

Maca waved her magic wand again, and the picture disappeared suddenly, falling into multicolored star dust and falling into nothingness in the laughter of the guests.

At least tonight, everyone will be happy.

Suddenly, the space next to the rune array was slightly distorted, and a man in a black wizard robe appeared there suddenly.

"Notify guests of all admission."

Unsurprisingly, Maca commanded, the man nodded slightly, and then left in a phantom shape.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly apparated again, but they were Tonks and another member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"An unknown shaman appeared on the west (south) side," the two said at about the same time.

"What about quantity? Is there any action?" Maca asked.

"There are more than 20 people in the west, and there is no action yet."

"The number of people on the south side is uncertain and there is no movement."

"Then wait and see," Maca said. "If the other party chooses to attack, be sure to drag them within the predetermined range, not aggressive, dominated by fighting."

This action is centered on Maca's plan. He is the main person in charge this time and controls the pace of the whole situation.

Tonks and Dedalo were ordered to immediately nod and leave to inform other members of the Order.

"Sure enough ..." Maca leaned to her chin and said to herself, "Voldemort will not miss such a good opportunity. He also needs to create momentum and influence ordinary wizards with fear and awe."

He paused and shook his head again hesitantly. "I just don't know if Voldemort will come."

The people in the valley knew nothing about the Death Eaters in the mountains outside. The crowd was surging and crowded towards the audiovisual venue.

The audience's commotion is not only sound, but also a faint vibration, although it is slight, but almost everyone can feel it.

The heat rose bit by bit, even the maca standing on the mountain peak could clearly feel the enthusiasm in it.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix in the mountains continuously conveyed the latest news continuously for a moment, and Maca meticulously issued instructions for action, like the conductor of a symphony orchestra, and mobilized the entire Order in an orderly manner.

The radiance of the curse had begun to flash in the forest, which indicated that there had already been a battle between the Death Eaters and the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Maca lighted up the mid-air clouds again in a timely manner. The dazzling Guanghua completely masked the brilliance generated during the external battles. All the audience did not notice any abnormalities.

"There are a lot of people in the south, about thirty wizards, some dementors and ..."

"The situation is not so good to the west, and another black wizard has been added! McLean ..."

"Someone was injured south and lost his combat power ..."

"The enemy on the west is aggressive ..."

"South ..."

"West side ..."

The messages that have been transmitted one after another are flowing and intertwining in Maca's brain, turning them into a detailed and accurate picture of the situation.

With the ever-increasing number of Death Eaters, although there are a lot of elites on the side of the Phoenix, the suppression of the number of people has made it a bit breathless ... The fighting situation is constantly pouring over the side of the Phoenix.

Fortunately, Maca's fighting order has been fully implemented. At least until now, no human sacrifice has appeared, which is a blessing in misfortune.

But no matter how bad the battle was, Maca was still unmoved. He was waiting, waiting for the most appropriate time!

Finally, the black-robed witch who appeared at first appeared again. His appearance means that all audiences have already entered the venue, and soon ... it is almost here!

"Let Lockhart enter ... Tonight's event is officially open!"

The next moment, Lockhart appeared in the center of the rounded field. Today he was wearing a neat wizard robe, and endless star dust was flying on his robe, looking mysterious and magical.

Gidro Lohart was already quite handsome. At the moment, under the atmosphere of the scene, he was even taller and more attractive.

Especially the sense of vicissitudes that he showed through acting skills instantly captured the hearts of a large number of witches.

"Witches, witches ... Welcome to the scene of this personal audio-visual conference ... I, Gidro Lohart, assure everyone ... This is an unprecedented special event, everyone will follow me Pace, and enjoy an amazing and fun adventure ... "

Different from Gidro Lockhart in the past ...

Today, he has a gentle tone and a hoarse voice ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ is like a hero who has experienced countless legendary adventures with a unique temperament.

He softly remarked that the tepid words were magnified by the curse and surrounded endlessly in the ears of each audience, deep and magnetic.

"... Everyone cares, what kind of activity is the so-called" audiovisual feast ". Don't worry, let me Gidero Lochat ... a winner of the Merlin Jazz Third Order, An honorary member of the Black Magic Alliance, and a wizard who has won the Witcher Weekly most charming smile five times ... "

"... lead everyone to that distant unknown country ..."

Lockhart's soft and deep voice quietly settled, and all magical light **** in the valley went out instantly.

On the peak, Maca looked into a dark valley, knowing that the time had come. He waved his magic wand decisively, and the clouds in the air fell silently, covering the entire valley with some of the surrounding mountains.

Just then, a silver light flowed in front of him, tangling away like his feet.