Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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While the entire Hogwarts was plunged into a plague, Harry and Ron walking in the tunnel finally found the exit.

Where is a door? Or is it still the back of a painting? They don't know, but they understand that they can finally get out of this straight and long tunnel.

The two walked a few steps and came to the exit of the tunnel ... well, in a bedroom?

Harry and Ron glanced left and right, and then looked at each other again. This bedroom looks very simple, everything is old, and no matter how forgiving a large number of people, I can't describe it as "clean and tidy".

Of course, the most important thing is that they can all be sure they have not been here, but the furnishings here have made them feel inexplicably familiar, as if they have seen them somewhere.

Harry looked back, and he saw that the hole behind them was slowly closing, covering it up, and it was still a magic oil painting exactly the same as they had seen before.

When the girl in the picture found that Harry was looking at her, she nodded slightly.

"Uh ... thank you for bringing us over," Harry hesitated. "But can you tell us where this is? Who is the owner here?"

But the girl in the picture still didn't answer his question, but stretched out her fair arm and gestured towards the door on one side.

Harry and Ron, who looked back, looked at the door together, and when they turned around again, the girl turned and walked into the woods in the picture.

"Anyway, we have to go out and see ..." Ron thought about it and suggested, "Maca must know this tunnel. This may be another stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix ... if not, it should be here It wouldn't be dangerous, would it? "

"I think you're right."

Although it's not only dirty everywhere, but also quite dim, it doesn't look like a good place. But Harry nodded in agreement.

It's just that the training course is not wasted. Not to mention the learning progress of magic, at least the intense training has given them a lot of vigilance, it is always right to be careful in strange environments.

Ron walked forward this time, holding his wand tightly in his hand and carefully opening the bedroom door. Harry behind him shook his wand quickly, extinguishing the light at the tip.

With a slight creak, Ron twisted the doorknob and opened the door leaf.

Just when he wanted to glance at that equally dim outside, a small dark shadow suddenly rushed in through the half-open door slit!

"Oh--"

Ron suddenly felt a strong impact on his stomach, knocking him with Harry behind him on the floor, and a heavy muffled sound.

"Oh-my belly," Ron groaned. "What's going on? Is there an enemy?"

"Don't hold it! That thing is just ahead of us!" Harry hurriedly grabbed Ron's clothes and dragged him back, "Armored armor!"

"No, don't--"

Of course, Ron was very grateful for Harry's prompt response, because the iron armor spell was cast on him by Harry. To be honest, he thinks he has seen the culprit who hit his stomach.

"Harry, don't get excited! Not an enemy ... this is just a goat!"

"Why ..." Harry fell on the floor for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and he quickly waved the magic wand in his hand again, "Fluorescence flashes!"

The light lit up again from the tip of his wand, and then they saw a goat with a beautiful pair of curved horns, looking at them side to side.

"Oh—" Harry said as if he remembered something, "It's this goat!"

"Do you still have a goat friend?" Ron said casually, leaning up against his waist.

"No! I mean ... this is the goat that always dangles at the pig's head bar! Don't you remember? The bar owner often lets it walk around the shop ..."

Harry said, and scrambled up from the floor.

"In other words, are we at the pig's head bar? And there is a secret passage in the boss's bedroom that leads to where we are trapped?" Ron said, waving his hands again and again, trying to drive the goat to the side Go, but that doesn't seem to work.

"Sorry, we have to get out ... all petrochemicals." Harry pleaded guilty, and then waved his wand suddenly, using the whole body restraint curse to settle the poor goat.

"Cursing a goat, you'll be prosecuted by Wisengamo!" Ron muttered.

"Let me see, before that, we have to think about casting a curse outside of school." Harry waved his hand, "Don't say it, hurry out ..."

They said, hurriedly left the stiff goat lying on the ground, and left the small bedroom.

When they looked outside, they immediately recognized it-it was indeed a pig's head bar at the corner of Hogsmeade Village.

Everything here is still the same as before. Dirt-filled windows are not even transparent. But this dirty and shabby furnishing brought them a subtle sense of security.

No matter how bad it was, it was a place that made them feel familiar, even though there isn't even a single person here.

Harry hurried to the door, pulled out the bolts that were plugged in, and the light outside suddenly poured into the dim bar unscrupulously, shaking them almost to keep their eyes open.

Just look at the light outside the door and you know, it's definitely the next day.

The two remained ignorant of Hogwarts' poor current situation, but this did not prevent them from feeling restless. Dumbledore's funeral may have already begun. Most of the time, something will happen before and after the funeral. The two of them arrived deliberately one night in advance, but in the end they failed to participate.

And, the most important thing for them now is that they can finally solve the big problem of hunger and thirst!

"Harry, shouldn't we go back and get something to eat?" Ron stood at the door and asked Harry, who had gone outside.

"I think that's obviously not a good idea ..." Harry shook his head decisively. "I have money here, and we are now in Hogsmeade!"

Right now, the tight nerves of the two of them finally relaxed a little, and the hunger and thirst that had been covered up invaded their minds.

After Ron walked into the bar door, they hurriedly ran down the street. In the direction of Hogwarts in the distance, we can vaguely see some abnormal fluctuations, but they are a little far away. If we don't look closely, we can't see it clearly.

After the two hurriedly bought some food and devoured them for a while, they began to think about what to do next. After all, they did not expect that they would come to Hogsmeade village along a tunnel.

"Ron, do you say we can pass the test of Maca?" Harry stood beside the door of the Duke of Honey, munching on chocolate, and said indistinctly in his mouth.

"I think we've clearly timed out ..." Ron shook his head, swallowed the icing sugar fudge, but said with a dumb look, "But I still don't understand-what is the test?"

Harry heard that, frowning, thinking about it, and sighed.

"... Maybe," he said reluctantly, "we didn't pass the test at all, but it was time, and we were automatically released ... that's all."

Although they are unwilling to think so, to be honest, this is probably the most likely answer.

"In short, now running to Hogwarts again, that's really going to mess up Maca and the professors ... let's go back!" Ron said frankly, "Last night we said nothing and just sneaked away. Come out, my mother must be desperate now! "

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Harry was trying to agree, but he couldn't help but panic.

He really didn't want to be so useless anymore, could he only be a burden? Obviously their parents died in the hands of that guy, but they were unable to avenge their parents.

This feeling is really terrible!

"No," Harry shook his head suddenly, "I want to find Hermione!"

"Looking for Hermione?" Ron wondered, "What are you looking for?"

"Even if we can't help today, what if Voldemort is still alive after today? What if Voldemort didn't go to Hogwarts today? We can't just wait!" Harry took a deep breath and said firmly "Let ’s discuss the three together. What should we do next ... we must have a clearer plan!"

"Uh ... go now?" Ron seemed hesitant. "But, at home ..."

"We can take Hermione back to the Burrow too, can't we?" Harry said stubbornly. "I don't think I can wait any longer like this, I can't waste a minute or a second!"

"Okay ... if you insist." Ron looked at Harry, who was agitated, but had trouble understanding where his anxiety came from.

He didn't know how Harry's parents died, but hasn't he been like this all these years? And they are not always working hard? Is it because I have been in my heart for too long and finally broke out today?

They had all heard Hermione talk about her place. Of course, Ron didn't know the geography of the Muggle world, but Harry, who also grew up in the Muggle world, knew how to get there.

Soon, the two ran to the crossroads at the end of the village, waving a wand, called a knight bus, and left Hogsmeade Village far behind.