Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The streets of Italy have a striking sense of color.

On both sides of the not-so-wide streets, those row upon row of buildings are mostly colorful.Even if you use color boldly, there is not much sense of contradiction.In addition to the overflowing exotic style, even Maca can feel the precipitation from the Renaissance.

But at the moment, Maca has no intention to watch these wonderful street scenes. His destination is Pachino, the southernmost tip of Italy.

It was a small seaside town on Sicily, with low earth and stone walls and tiled houses everywhere.A variety of potted plants and green vines covering the outer walls of the house make it look full of life.

Wei Li couldn't wait to slip off Maca's light wheel 2000, and hurried to the door of a house.She just stared at the row of flower pots in front of others, no matter what Maca called her, she would not move.

No matter what he said, Wei Li's answer was only one line-"Wait a little longer."

Seeing that Xianyin's potion had expired, pedestrians on the side of the road glanced here from time to time.In desperation, Maca smiled awkwardly and nodded to the pedestrian.

Maybe people just think these two children look interesting, but Maca has no hobby of being watched.

"Go! If we don't go, we will become monkeys in the zoo."

He grabbed Willie's slender wrist and forced her to walk along the street.

He thought that Wei Li would at least struggle, but Wei Li was honestly pulled by him and came to the door of a hotel smoothly.

To speak Italian English, the popularity is obviously not enough.What's more, two teenagers came to check in at the hotel and looked like they were joking.

In desperation, Maca gave the innkeeper a "confusion curse" as a gift, and this completed the check-in procedures.Fortunately, he has already left the monitoring range of the British Ministry of Magic, and there is no scruples about the use of spells for the time being.

"Go and practice the Phantom Shifting Curse again..." Maca muttered to herself, looking at the darkening sky outside.

Willie has settled down and lives next door to him.

Now, he has found the trick to deal with Willie.Just give her a pot of plants, no matter what kind of plants, she can stare at them for an hour or two.What's more, what Maca showed her was not one or two plants, but his own new medicinal notes.

Compared to the original Christmas gift, the content in this new book is more substantial.It was obvious that Wei Li was very interested, and she was sitting by the window and reading carefully.

But in fact, Willie did not keep staring at his hand as Maca imagined.

She was lying on the small coffee table next to the bed, checking Maca's handwriting, writing something in her notebook one by one.

But after a while, she closed the notebook again.

"The flowers in the Muggle world are more beautiful than those in the magic world."

Wei Li turned her head and stared at the sky outside the window blankly. It was already dusk, and the golden sunset merged into the background formed by various buildings, which looked wonderful.

"He said, I'm going to sea tomorrow... Are there plants in the sea?" She stared blankly at the faintly visible sea level in the distance, seemingly expectant, but her expression was still so calm.

Suddenly, Wei Li turned her head and looked at the closed door. She stared at it motionlessly, as if to see it through.

"He is a very good person," she said.

The sun gradually set, the afterglow of the setting sun became more and more brilliant, and the window was still bright, but there was a slight coolness.

Wei Li just sat in the chair, sitting quietly, doing nothing.She seems to be used to such a time alone, just watching everything around her calmly,

Time just passed by a little bit, just like Wei Li's usual life, with a sense of leisure in the quiet...

It's just night outside, but the Pachino's night comes very early.It was not long before the sun had just dived down the mountain, and there were not many people walking outside on the street.

Maca found a piece of flat rock on the beach where no one passed by, and carried on the phantom shifting exercises with a depressed look, everything seemed to be proceeding in an orderly manner.

But what Maca didn't expect was that Quirrell, or Voldemort, was lingering in the forests of Albania at this moment!

Since Voldemort was trying to kill Harry's family eleven years ago, Harry's mother Lily sacrificed herself for her son.And Voldemort also died physically because of the killing curse he released.

After that, his mutilated soul has been hiding in the depths of the Albanian forest for ten years.

A year ago, he finally met Quirrell, who had come here on vacation, and successfully tamed him in one fell swoop, and was easily taken to Hogwarts Castle.

But who knows, Voldemort, who originally aimed at the Sorcerer's Stone, failed again.While he was angry, he returned to this remote and familiar place.

At this moment, Quirrell was leaning softly on the trunk of a big tree, he covered his left shoulder with his right hand, and his left hand was hanging weakly beside him.

Obviously, Dumbledore's blow caused him serious injuries.

Voldemort had already let go of control of Quirrell.He was still attached to the back of Quirrell's head, but the fierce fighting that day consumed a lot of his strength, which made him even weaker, who was already weak.

On the big tree behind Qiluo, you can vaguely see a hollowed out tree hole. There are a few strands of vines drooping at the entrance of the hole, and you can't notice it if you don't look carefully.

This is the tree hole where Voldemort got out of Helena's mouth, where the Ravenclaw golden crown was hidden.Because of the concealment here, Voldemort did not hesitate to choose this place as a hiding place.

"Master...I think...very bad." Quirrell barely opened his eyelids and said weakly.

Voldemort didn't respond, maybe he was focusing on restoring strength, or maybe he didn't want to bother about it.

Seeing no response from his master, Quirrell looked at the bushes in front of him in confusion, and after a while, he closed his eyes again.

After a long time passed, suddenly Quirrell's eyes opened suddenly, and there were wisps of evil in his scarlet eyes.

For some reason, Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body again!

He slowly stood up, step by step, and walked deeper into the forest without looking back.

The more you go in, the taller and verdant the surrounding trees become. The crisscrossing tree canopies obscures the moonlight, and the forest appears darker and darker.

But Voldemort seemed to need no light at all. Although his steps were slow, he circumvented numerous trees with great accuracy, and he didn't even touch the twisting roots of the trees under his feet.

Go, keep walking, keep walking...

The angle of the hillside gradually became more and more downward, and Voldemort had to lie on the ground and slide down on many steep slopes.The long walk made his actions more and more difficult, but he still didn't stop.

This was all because he had a place he had to go to-while he could still control Quirrell's physical movement.

Finally, when he pushed aside the bushes in front of him again, a dilapidated ancient temple appeared in front of him.

Voldemort controlled Quirrell and walked to the entrance of the ancient temple. He looked at the slate floor that had almost collapsed in half, with a rare hesitation on his face.

But not long after, he stepped forward again and walked in.

You can only see it when you walk into this small ancient temple. Under the broken and collapsed slate floor tiles, there is a dark and gloomy corridor!

It was extremely dark inside, and after just two steps, his figure was completely swallowed by the shadows, and there was no sign of him.

...

The next morning, along the coast of Pachino.

"Sit down and go!"

Wei Li sat behind Maca, holding his clothes tightly with both hands. Although she couldn't see it on her face, she seemed a little afraid of heights.

Naturally, Maca didn't see Vili's appearance, otherwise he would have noticed it when he flew over from Rome.

With a kick of his foot, Guanglun 2000 took him and Wei Li, but they were still fast, and they had left the shore in an instant.

They are flying towards the center of the Mediterranean.There, there is a small island obscured by magic. It would be impossible to find it without Maca holding a chart.

But even so, after a while, when Maca flew over a sea area, there was a blur around him.When he had just reacted, he saw a small island in front of him, and the top of a tall tower in the center was emitting a soft white light.

"The barrier that absorbs light? An enlarged version of the Phantasmal Curse?" Maca glanced back and flew straight to the tower.

When he approached the tower, he immediately found a lot of permanent magic on it.Most are harmless, just used to maintain the tower and expel Muggles; but some are passive defensive magic.

Seeing a red halo appeared on the tower, Maca immediately retreated.

"It seems we still have to walk over honestly."

He took Willie down into the woods below. Although he touched the branches of a tree, he landed firmly on the ground.

"Pooh!"

Maca spit out the leaves hanging around her mouth and looked back at Wei Li.

"do not move!"

As he said, he gently patted the leaves on top of Willie's head before continuing, "Okay, let's walk in."

But before he could take a few more steps, he immediately discovered something was wrong.

"...What's the matter?" Maca immediately took out his wand and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

Before long, there was a commotion in the branch in front of Maca, and it seemed that some big guy was about to rush in front of him.

"There are so many obstacles!"

Maca shook his wand sharply.

Suddenly, even the trembling leaves nearby became slow.In the next moment, a big and terrifying mouth suddenly emerged from between the branches, and sharp fangs were clearly visible.