Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the days that followed, everything seemed a bit messy and upsetting.

At Christmas, Hermione's compound soup was finally cooked up, and Ron and Harry turned into Malfoy's idiots and went to Malfoy to gather some worthless information.

But because Hermione put a cat hair as a human hair and put it in the compound soup, she turned into a cat girl and stayed in the school hospital for several weeks.

When Hermione finally got out of the hospital, they found another diary with a slightly faded black cover, with a date vaguely written on the cover, which was probably some day fifty years ago.

On the first page of this old diary, only one name written in blurry ink—Tom Riddle was recognized.

The three people stared at the diary with big eyes, and they didn't study anything.In the end, Harry had to put it on the head of the bed and wonder when he could find a way.

He always thinks this old diary looks suspicious.

After that, Valentine's Day will come again.

This Valentine's Day is obviously not so pleasant.

Lockhart found twelve short men with gloomy faces from somewhere.And they are different from ordinary dwarfs, Lohaz made them all have golden wings and harp on their backs.

Those little dwarfs send greeting cards to people everywhere, and sometimes they will open their voices with some husky and unpleasant music, which is really shunned.

After that, the diary disappeared, but Harry didn't find it the first time.

Woke up early the next morning, the weather was fine, the sun was shining, and the pleasant breeze was blowing gently.

"It's the ideal weather for a Quidditch game!" Wood said enthusiastically at the Gryffindor table, adding a lot of scrambled eggs to each team member's plate."Harry, cheer up, you need a good breakfast."

Harry left the auditorium with Ron and Hermione to pack his game items. At this time, he was already in chaos with a heavy worry in his heart.Because just when he stepped on the marble stairs, he suddenly heard that voice again.

"This time I want to kill... let me tear... let me tear..."

He yelled, and Ron and Hermione jumped away from him in horror.

"That voice!"

Harry said, turning his head and looking back. "I heard it again—did you hear?"

Ron shook his head, his eyes widened, and Hermione also listened with a puzzled expression, but still did not hear anything.

"By the way, Harry! Last time you said, what happened to Hagrid's chickens?" Hermione stared, suddenly asked.

"Chicken? What's the matter?" Harry wondered, "Hagrid just said...well, the chickens were killed by something..."

"Oh! I think I need to check it!"

As she said, she ran away and went upstairs.

"What did she understand?" Harry said flusteredly, still looking around, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.

"I don't know." Ron said, shaking his head.

"But why is she going to the library?"

"Because this is Hermione's style," Ron said, his face a little ugly, "I don't want to go..."

...

And just half an hour ago, in the house of responsiveness.

"What you want to help me is to cross out this symbol with a knife when I call your name."

Maca carefully told Willie, who was sitting on the ground.

"Ok."

"Okay, then we have to start."

Maca said, walking to the center of the room.

Some special symbols are being drawn on the floor in the middle of the empty field transformed from the House of Request.Between these symbols, neat lines are connected one after another,

It looks like a circuit diagram invented by Muggles.

The ink used to draw these symbols and lines looks very special. It is a purple-black imprint, with a faint blue light looming from time to time, revealing an inexplicable sense of mystery.

Maca stood barefoot on a certain position of the pattern, his left and right feet each stepped on a line break, connecting the whole pattern with his body.

Suddenly, an astonishing blue brilliance erupted from those purple-black lines and symbols, which enveloped Maca.

Maca, who had already experimented a lot, was not surprised by this. He stood quietly in place, seeming to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, Maca felt nauseous and felt like vomiting.

At the same time, a lot of faint black smoke suddenly appeared around his body.Not long after, a huge black mist skull was formed behind Maca.

The skull looked terrifying, and it suddenly opened its big mouth and let out a silent roar at Maca.

"Well……"

Maca felt very painful, but he hadn't expressed it yet, his face was still calm.

However, this feeling was as if something wanted to shake his soul out of the body. As the strength disappeared a little bit, his whole person became weak.

"No, I have to wait..."

Maca thought calmly, maintaining his standing posture, but the trembling knees and palms showed that it was not easy.

the second time!The black mist skull screamed for the second time!

Maca snorted, his eyes widened, and the bloodshot eyes were almost clearly visible.

But this kind of patience was not in vain. Soon, a faint phantom "protruded" out of Maca's body. Although the head and feet were still tightly connected to Maca, the body part was silent by the skull. The roar of "blow" out of the shell.

Maca stared at the translucent fuzzy phantom-he was using his eyes to confirm the integrity of the soul.

After a short while, he couldn't hold it up after all, and shouted "Blois" weakly.

When Wei Li heard it, she immediately swiped the floor with a knife.

With that toothy crunch, the magical radiance disappeared in an instant, and the black fog skull quickly dissipated.Maca's soul returned to his body again, but he himself, kneeling on the floor, panting heavily.

"The Phoenician magic text is still too crude, and the accuracy is really difficult to control, which leads to excessive fluctuations."

As Maca thought, she let herself lie flat on the floor, her chest heaving violently.

"..." Willie walked to Maca, squatted gently beside him, and looked at his face quietly.

"Are you okay?" she whispered.

Maca shook his head slightly, and after recovering slightly, he sat up again.

"Bring me the notebook on the table, thank you."

After a risky attempt, a lot of important experimental data was produced, which needs to be recorded in the first time.

After a while, he slowly stood up, and with the help of Wei Li, he left the responsive house.

If placed before, Maca would be surprised by Willie's behavior.But now, he just has some questions about it.

By now the students and professors had gone to the Quidditch Stadium to watch the game, and the castle seemed a little empty.But when they first arrived near the library, they ran into Lockhart.

"Uh," Lockhart was taken aback, then put on another smile, "Oh, isn't this Maca? What's the matter with you, do you need my help?"

Maca glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

"Oh-okay, but I think you'd better be-"

Before Lockhart's words were finished, Maca suddenly pulled out his wand.

"God! What are you going to do?" Lockhart also hurriedly took out his wand and said to Maca in a panic.

"Go aside."

Maca stood up forcibly, swung his wand quickly, and flew Lockhart into the corridor nearby.At this time, his eyes were already closed tightly.

"Miss Blois, close your eyes and go to the corridor over there too" he stood in front of Willie and said solemnly, "Professor Lockhart, so do you—if you don't want to die."

After all, he stopped worrying about Lockhart, but muttered something in a low voice.

"Concentrate... Swift."

That is the assassin ability he learned from Alani.

Immediately, Maca's perception ability has been greatly improved, and his body's agility has also increased a lot.

But after all, he was already in a weak state, these gains can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

But in any case, he had to go.

"Why did the basilisk appear..." Maca thought of this, but paused again, "Hermione?"

"hiss--"

Maca tilted her head to catch everything.

He could feel the approach of the basilisk--even the faint sound of snake scales squirming and rubbing on the ground, but his physical strength forced him to defend instead of attacking.

Suddenly, a strong wind rushed from the front left, and he took a few steps back without hesitation.

boom!

The basilisk slammed heavily on the ground in the corridor, and suddenly smashed a small hole, the slate cracked, and a lot of debris was splashed.

Maca thought of many ways in an instant, but he eliminated them one by one.

The most difficult part of dealing with the basilisk is that you must never look into the eyes of the basilisk.Looking directly is the death effect, even if you see it indirectly, you will be petrified.

In this way, the "eye disease curse" can be said to be the right medicine, but if you want to aim, you will inevitably intersect the basilisk's gaze. It is hard to think of it. With other aggressive spells, Maca doesn't have the strength right now. What's more, the basilisk's anti-magic scale armor that almost covers the whole body is not a joke.

And if you use potions to deal with the basilisk...

"I can only try."

Thinking about this, Maca simply put away his wand and took out a pure black potion bottle from his arms.

This is exactly the accidental product that Maca got when he was studying rodless attacks after Christmas last year-the bottle of fire.

Now, the Lihuo bottle has been updated to the second generation. In the face of a magical creature with strong magic power like the basilisk, how effective can it play?

To be honest, Maca would also like to know.