Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! It has been several days since Maca left Hogwarts. No one knew about his journey this time. Where did he go in these days? What did you do? No one knows it.

In fact, these days, he has been staying in an old place and has not left.

This place is called the despicable tomb of Hilbo.

At the deepest part of the palace where he could not reach his five fingers, Maca was still sitting on the floor, a thick note was floating in front of him steadily, and he was writing quickly on the page of the parchment.

A soft glow sank and floated beside him, floating slightly up and down, providing him with sufficient lighting.

It's just that this stone room is too big. Even this group of light can't fully illuminate it, but most of the rest of the space is still drowned in endless darkness.

Suddenly, Maca's right hand stopped writing Fenbishushu, and coughed slightly. The sound wasn't loud, but the palace was so quiet and empty that his cough sounded far away in an instant.

He shook his head slightly before raising his eyes and looking forward.

Right in front of his current position is a huge black stone stele. The monument is so huge that even though the main tomb is wide enough, it still occupies more than half of it.

At this moment, most of the stele is still in the dark. What is Maca looking at?

However, he saw that he picked up the staff stick beside him, and gently touched the tip to a certain point on the ground. Suddenly, a magic power flowed from the rod to the top, and was continuously conveyed out.

Suddenly, several faint blue light spots lit silently, and quickly flowed into a line on the ground, spreading quickly with the point touched by the staff.

On the way, those lines with blue fluorescence appeared a large number of complicated branches, and each time they passed, they lit up a few strange symbols. Soon, these lines and magic texts actually surround the black stone monument, forming a large rune array that seems to have no rules at all.

When this array that occupies most of the open space was all lighted up, the steles that were not in the dark suddenly responded-quietly, one by one, the purple steles that had been extremely bright appeared quietly Black text.

Maca, sitting on the ground, seemed to be accustomed to all this, without showing a slight surprise. This is a matter of course ... because he completed this picture two days ago, he has seen the scene several times.

Right now, as the words on the stele appeared, Maca immediately compared them with the contents of her handwriting. At present, the magic power he can use is very limited. It can be used to activate the rune map for a short time.

Most of the characters in these texts are not unusual, they are not magical in themselves, and seem to be just a combination of ideographic characters.

However, these texts, which look like simplified pictures, look familiar, but what they have to say is actually similar to the early ancient Egyptian characters. However, even people like Maca who have studied the ancient characters and symbols deeply did not remember that they had ever seen them from that ancient book or from the extension.

Therefore, he must pass a series of interpretations to translate the text on the stele into specific content that he can understand.

In fact, this kind of work to parse ancient writing is the most time-consuming and energy-consuming. Whether in the Muggle world or the magic world, those scholars often spend their entire lives on an unsolved writing.

Fortunately, a small part of the text symbols appearing on this black stele are real regular runes.

Words with magical powers have a natural advantage in conveying meaning, because they allow wizards to intuitively feel their own meaning. Therefore, even though Maca's understanding of the ruled runes is very shallow, it has brought great convenience to his parsing and translation work.

There is no doubt that this type of writing is centered on regular runes, plus a peculiar description system of ordinary hieroglyphs as an auxiliary interpretation.

If he can find more inscriptions like this, he may in turn help him speed up the process of parsing regular rules.

At this moment, it was the last time he started the rune map. All he had to do was to compare the original text again and check whether the text he originally copied was inaccurate.

As for the content of these words ...

"... The following half of the text should be some kind of ritual in ancient times?"

After comparing the original text and discovering that there were no errors or omissions, Maca stopped the transmission of magic power, and set her sight on the note paper again.

In the inscription that appeared, some objects were described very straightforwardly. They were a sword, a mirror, a dagger, a cup, and a box.

Regarding the latter two, Maca has no clue for the moment, but the former three have made him have a series of associations.

Of course, his purpose this time is not these dangerous and weird rituals or magic props, but one of the regular runes that appear in these inscriptions.

This ruled rune is located in the center of the stele, and it is larger than other characters. If the other content is showing an ambiguous ancient ritual, what is expressed around this ruled rune is exactly what it means.

What Marca is translating now is the content of this inscription, and part of the inscription is translating a regular rune. Although this is the purpose of Maca's trip, he did not expect that the result was expressed in this form.

The last time he was just experimenting with mice, he accidentally saw the fleeting rune of this rule. He thought that this time he would definitely die for that rune for a while!

After re-reading its contents again, Maca closed her notes and packed up all the things scattered around her. Immediately after, he walked directly to the side of Shishi.

"Miss Schoen, it's time to eat."

In one corner of the palace's stone room, Helen was leaning against the rough wall with her eyes closed, but she looked rather embarrassed.

Seriously, Maka didn't abuse her. Not to mention abuse, even for three meals a day, even if Maca herself canceled her meal because she was too busy, she did not let her eat less.

In the end, Helen had no appetite, and even forced him to come to eat.

"Hey, I'm eating!" Maca took out the dry food and water without raising her head authenticly. "If you don't eat it, I'm going to jam again?"

Helen finally responded when he heard the word "stoppered."

She pursed her lips slightly, then opened her eyes and sat upright, silently reaching out to pick up a piece of bread. Although there was a jar of delicious marmalade next to her, she seemed to have dried up in a small mouth, as if she hadn't seen it at all.

In fact, just two days before she arrived here, she kept refusing to eat in silence. Maca, who didn't have much time to consume, after a few persuasive attempts, simply mixed the bread and water with magic, and then poured it into her throat with a brain.

Although under the action of magic, it basically felt like drinking a big mouthful of water, but the slimy texture made Helen retched for a long time.

After that, she finally gave up her hunger strike. Obviously, Maca didn't want her to die, and Maca didn't let her die, and she felt like she could not die.

This young wizard is amazingly stronger than any other wizard she has ever seen.

At least in her past mission experience, she also considers herself to be a natural enemy of the wizard, and has a very strong resistance to most spells. But in Maca's hands, she was captured without a few resistances.

"Miss Schoen, in fact, you don't have to be so vigilant, UU reads www.uukanshu.com." After Maca put all the food on the blanket, she also sat next to him and grabbed a piece of bread. Authenticly, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Helen had heard Marka's words, but she didn't want to respond at all. For her, the mission was destined for the final outcome before she completed it, and she didn't want to say anything at all now.

But Maca didn't care. If he had to say something, he had already spent hundreds of days alone, talking to himself, or something. Others may find the cold field very embarrassing, but he has no feeling at all.

"Okay! If I said, what you are going to do, I just temporarily stopped ..." He looked at Helen. "Can you give a different response?"

As soon as this was said, Helen's little hand holding the bread suddenly tightened, and the soft bread was deformed. She paused and looked at Maca, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"... What do you mean?"

Probably because she hadn't spoken for a few days, her originally clean voice became a little hoarse.

"Isn't it your job to sneak into Hogwarts and break the mirror of Eris?" Maca smiled casually, indifferently, "Although I don't understand why you are so persistent, in fact, you still have Opportunity to complete your task. All I want is to let it come later. "

"Really?" Helen asked hesitantly.

"Of course, do I have to lie to you? What's the point?" Maca said, swallowing the food in her mouth, quite simply, "Otherwise, I'll let you break it now, how?"

When Maca spoke this sentence, Helen's expression changed several times in a row, apparently she was more puzzled and doubtful about Maca's words.