Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"... It can amplify the specific desires of living beings and control them. According to observations, the basic manifestations of the affected person are 'self-affirmation', 'sarcasm', 'chasing power and power' ..."

I was still in Maca's own office. He wrote at his desk with a quill pen, and every word and sentence seemed to be able to write without thinking.

This is because what he wanted to write down had actually gone back and forth in his head several times.

But this time, when he wrote "Chasing Power and Power", he suddenly held a hand with a quill and his hesitation flashed on his face.

"No, that's wrong."

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly reached out and brushed the sentence, and the original handwriting immediately disappeared as if absorbed by paper.

"Chasing is just a process, not a cause or a result ... So, what will Draco do after he gains enough power ... Master? First class? Everything? Have fun?"

After thinking for a moment, Ma Ka threw the quill back into the ink bottle, and then turned the book in front of it a few pages. There, a word was written in a larger typeface-the monument to confusion.

In fact, in recent years, no matter what he is busy with, he has not interrupted his research on magic. And to say that that research is what he is most concerned about, it must be something in this book.

"The Book of Sin"-Since he got it from the "future self" at the beginning, he has rarely read the "original". Those stories are too real and too heavy to make it hard to repetitively read them.

Yun Ke now spreads out the note on the table, but he still named it "Book of Sin" without changing a word.

This is undoubtedly a reminder to himself at all times that there are certain things that he must keep in mind at all times.

关于 On the second edition of the Book of Sin, it is the unfinished research and records in the "original", that is, the "root of evil" which is full of the possibility of disaster.

The text that Wu Shicai is writing is a small part of the research on "The Monument to Bewitching."

"Hoo--"

After Macao stunned herself a little, she closed the book again, and then tucked it into the waist pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he yanked the curtains behind him backhand, and the afternoon sunlight outside the window immediately covered the entire office. The room that seemed quite dim just now suddenly lit up.

I leaned back lazily on the back of the chair slightly, and Maca stared at the tiny dust particles in the light, letting her mind silently feel this hard-won silence, and then stretched her lazy waist.

"It's too early for dinner! Otherwise, go to Hogsmeade to relax?" He bathed in the mild sunlight shining on his back, rubbing his slightly swollen temple with his right hand, and whispered to himself. "Although some things must be decided as soon as possible to have more room for manoeuvre, if you are too anxious, it will affect efficiency ..."

很多 There are many things in this world that cannot be shared with others, and here at Maca, he can't tell others more things than ordinary people.

If he doesn't know self-regulation anymore, he will be overwhelmed by all these bad things.

想 Thinking of it like this, Maca folded her legs that she had just kicked under the desk when she was stretched, and stood up holding the table lightly.

The dust floating in the air suddenly collided with the air flow when he got up, and part of it disappeared along with the leaving Maca in the shadow of the data pile.

"Oh yeah," Maca casually said as he pushed open the door of the office. "At this time, you should find someone who thinks about the problem and goes straight for a drink ..."

He said, as he went out, the lintel behind him closed automatically.

"... I hope he has no class next time."

"boom!"

With a soft bang, the door closed.

Uh ...

Britain is affected by terrain and air currents, and it is plagued by rain that stops and stops all year round. But the altitude and location of Hogwarts Castle determines the weather here is usually not bad.

It's the same today. The wind on the lawn of the vestibule is slowly moving, and the blades of grass are swaying with the breeze. If you think of the alchemy competition just recently demolished, this sense of openness is even more fascinating.

Maka remembers that Dumbledore also liked to take a walk on the grass in front of the castle, as a small relaxation for his busy time.

I just felt that it was a bit unhappy to think that he had only left this land to the last moment of his life.

Maca walked out of the foyer of the castle and walked forward slowly.

的 The first thing he thought of was naturally Hagrid. If someone invites him to sit on three brooms, he must be very willing to go with him.

It was just a pity that when Maca ran to the hunting lodge and knocked on the door, only the hounds' teeth who were kept entertained in the house were responded to him.

I can't help it. Since he can go to the school gate by walking a little forward, he won't be stupid enough to run back.

Only in a blink of an eye, Maca, who slowly walked out of the school gate, disappeared silently, and when he showed his figure as the space expanded again, he had already reached the alley on the side of the pig's head bar.

If he is not accompanied, he would prefer to come here for a while, because there is his favorite "pig's head bar for butter beer".

"当 啷 ——"

铃 The bell hanging behind the door rang loudly, the sound was still dull, and it sounded somewhat disappointing. That seems to have the virtue of the host here-no matter what guests patronize here, he will not welcome.

老板 "Boss," Maca smiled at the bar. "You know, old-fashioned."

"sit down!"

Stuck in the bar, Aberforth's beard spread on his chest shook slightly, his tone indifferent as always. However, his hands were very sharp, and after a while he pulled a dirty bottle from the bar and opened it.

"give."

The bottle of butter beer was placed on the table with a mug. Because he applied too much force, he even splashed some foam, but was immediately wiped away by Aberforth.

Yes, even Maca, who is no longer familiar with each other, can only give him an extra "bottle opening service". Want to drink? Then go down on your own!

Of course, Marka didn't mind very much. He knew Dumbledore's younger brother's nature a long time ago.

He picked his fingers, let the bottle float, and poured the Huang Chengcheng liquor into the glass, while looking around the store as usual.

夏 Since Charlotte has been here to work from time to time, this bar with dirt everywhere has obviously increased a lot in details.

Some small ornaments above the bar, for example, a more detailed and clear price list, there are scattered signs of improvement everywhere.

Of course, the tone here is still the same-the windows are still so dirty, and the accumulated dust makes it difficult to let in the light outside, making the bar look so dazzling regardless of day and night.

"噗 啦 ——"

There are still not many guests in the bar, but just casually swiping around, Maca took everything around into her mind. He then turned his head again, reaching out his index finger and hitting the wall of the cup.

For a moment, the invisible Martian circled around the cup, and disappeared in a moment.

"Ah, right--" He suddenly sounded like something, looked up at Aberforth, "Are Dobby still here? Uh ... I mean the house elf before?"

"He left long ago." Aberforth frowned, "Is there anything wrong with him?"

哦 "Oh, no!" Maca shook her head slightly. "Just meeting her old master today, I suddenly thought of him ..."

"Really?" Aberforth glanced at Maca, "If you want to find him, you can try your luck in Germany."

Maca knew from this, probably Aberforth told the elf about his mistress. It was only after that that Lucius went to get Narcissa back-it must have been a waste of time for that little fellow.

"I said it, just asking ..." Maca shrugged, and somehow turned to again, "After Charlotte comes, your business is much better here, right?"

Aberforth didn't seem to catch cold in the chat mode of Maca. Then he frowned again, and looked at Maca left and right ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ his eyes were a little impatient.

Seeing that Aberforth did not respond, Maca glanced down again, as if looking for something.

"Hey, the sheep I gave you—"

"It's enough!"

不 Aberforth slammed the bar counter, causing a small number of customers in the store to look back, but he winced with a glance.

"Boy, why are you here today? If you want to find someone to talk about, go to three broomsticks and look for Rosemerta's girl, don't come to me and mumble, nothing will happen-"

Seeing this, Maca shook her head somewhat helplessly, then took the wine glass and murmured a few sips.

"It's not all right to find something," he put down his cup and smiled lightly. "I just want to talk to someone who doesn't care much about anything ... just like you, the big thing is in your heart, probably nothing Excuse me? "

不 Aberforth stared at Maca with a smile on his face, and then sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong with your boy?" He said with a little confusion, "what's the trouble? If you have trouble, you have solved it a lot, and I haven't seen you so tired and crooked like now?"

Maca thought for a while, put away a smile, and sighed.

也许 "Maybe ... just bored?"

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