Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The businessman Alger stayed in Torpoint for only one night, and left with his companion and the little girl early the next morning.

In addition to the newly joined Maca who accompanied him, there was the nobleman from France, Mr. Vincent.

Maca noticed that the timid little girl seemed to have been looking for an opportunity to talk to him, but Alger was very cautious, and there was no chance to talk between them.

Seeing that the little girl behaved quite abnormally, Maca became more sure of her judgment.

Soon, they came to the dock and approached some of the connected ships.

"Come, get on the boat, boy!" Alger greeted kindly.

Maca pretended to step on the boarding board unfamiliarly, and staggered behind Alger to board the largest ship.Behind him, was the young lady, and she pulled the little girl up too.

Sailing is a very boring thing. Perhaps at first, you will be attracted by the magnificent sea and lie on the railing of the ship's side and look at the distant sky.

But believe me, you will lose interest in all this in a few days.

Maca is very used to sailing, and he naturally won't look at it curiously-not to mention that he came to "work" this time.

This is a cargo ship, but this time the "cargo" is obviously a living thing... No, there are already two now. Alger arranged both Maca and the little girl in the cargo hold.

The cargo here has been unloaded. Except for some waterproof tarps, there is a small pile of empty wooden boxes in the cargo hold.

Maca and the little girl sat on a wooden box respectively, and were "accompanyed" by the two men who were walking with them.

This of course was not to prevent them from escaping-sailing on the vast ocean, and they could run there again-it was just to separate them from each other, lest the little girl said something that shouldn't be said to Maca.

In fact, this little girl knows what they are doing; and she herself is the first item of this business.

Maca sat on the wooden box boredly, and casually said a few words to the two men, trying to derive some useful information from it... Or, he just wanted to relieve the boredom.

In some deliberate or unintentional dialogue and observation, Maca found that they all seemed a little absent-minded.Although the two men looked at them honestly, they didn't show their determination for what they were doing.

To put it bluntly, they were just ordinary caravan crew members before, and this was the first time they did this kind of work.

"Sir, I think..." Maca opened her eyes wide, making herself seem a little innocent, "I miss Dad..."

"Um... boy, I mean," the man looked at the door of the cargo hold with awkward eyes, the blue sky outside and the depression in the cabin formed a sharp contrast, "well... we will help you go home, to Then you can see your father."

The other man appeared to be less talkative. He bowed his head and looked at the floor, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh-I think so," Maca nodded, "Thank you, you are all good people! Mom always said that those who like to help others are good people!"

"...Can you give me some water?"

Maca was chatting with the two men, and suddenly, the little girl sitting not far away spoke.

This was the first time Maca heard the little girl's voice. Although it was still sweet, it was a little hoarse—she seemed to be thirsty.

The man who had been silent took a water bottle from his waist and handed it to the little girl.

Maca noticed that the little girl seemed a little disappointed, and it seemed that she had mostly wanted to lead someone away.But this little trick suddenly fell through.

Maca shook her head secretly, thinking that the little girl might be smart when she grows up.

Even if it can lead people away, it can only lead to one, which is useless.

"This...Have you ever drunk it?" The little girl pursed her mouth suddenly, revealing an unwilling look.

"We are on the boat, except for the'people', all belong to everyone." The man frowned, "If you don't want to drink, don't drink!"

This man is obviously not as good at talking as the one just now, although he doesn't talk much, it's not because of introversion or honesty at all.

The little girl yelled at him, she couldn't help shrinking back, she didn't dare to speak again.

"Give me a sip too!" Maca suddenly said.

After waiting for the girl to take a few sips, he reached out for the kettle and drank a lot without hesitation.

"Save a little!" The man grabbed the water bottle with a fierce look.

"Hey! Don't frighten the kid..." Another man pushed him, then turned his head and said, "The fresh water on the boat is limited. It is a habit to sail on the sea without drinking it."

"Oh, sorry...I see." Maca nodded obediently, expressing understanding.

Day by day, during the long sailing journey, Maca and the better-talking man gradually became acquainted.And until one day, the other party casually mentioned to Macka...

"...It's time to get to the shore tomorrow," he said, thinking about it and adding, "We need to add fresh water and food, and she should get off the boat."

He snarled at the little girl, but didn't say much, only his expression looked a little worried.

"Then when can we get to London?" Maca blinked and asked.

"Oh-well, soon." The man grinned at him, but the smile seemed stiff.

"I want to drink, and then it's time to sleep... Can you tell me a story today?" Maca said innocently.

The other party helped him get the kettle over, and while handing it to his hand, he said, "Of course! What do you want to hear today?"

"I fell asleep before listening to the story of the'Witcher on the Sea' yesterday. Can you continue to tell us..."

It didn't take long for Maca to shrink into the damp quilt, and fell asleep listening to the man's monotonous story.On the other side, the little girl still couldn't sleep. She leaned sideways and looked at the clear starry sky outside. The tears in her eyes trickled helplessly onto the pillow.

"Let’s rest too! We can go ashore tomorrow to relax our spirits..."

"Only pay more attention on the shore!"

"Oh...yes, indeed..."

Both of them also drank a few sips of water, and then one leaned against the hatch at the door and fell asleep; while the other, the man who didn’t talk much, was still sitting on the box, guarding in turn In the middle of the night.

I have to say that Alger's arrangement is still very cautious-even if these are only two children, the rules cannot be changed, and it is correct to be careful.

However, the kettle that Maca has touched, can not be easily drink.

Not to mention the one who was sleeping, even the man who was watching the night shift fell on the boat's board.

Maca also kindly stretched out his hand to help him, lest he thump and make too much movement.

"Are you asleep?" Maca got up quietly and asked softly toward the little girl.

The little girl was obviously taken aback by him-she didn't expect that Maca, who had been ignoring her, would talk to her in the dead of night.

She turned her head abruptly, and then looked at the man who had fallen on the board in surprise.At this time, her face was still full of tears.

"what's your name?"

Maca, who was examining the two men, turned around, smiled at her, and asked casually as if looking for something to say.

"I'm Sarah...you...what did you do?"

"Nothing," Maca said, "I'm here to save you, do you understand?"

"...You know?" the girl said in surprise.

"Shhh! Be quiet... I do know it, but it should not be as clear as you think." Maca checked the two men and looked out the door again, "Where did they snatch you from? of?"

"Norwich..."

"You know the place..." Maca nodded, and then said, "You wait here-they won't wake up suddenly, we can go back when I finish the matter."

"Go back? How to go back?" Sarah said in a puzzled manner, "We are still on the boat..."

"do not worry."

As Maca said, he went to the deck lightly...

When Maca made a circle and came back, he immediately greeted Sarah to walk towards the ship's side.

On the deck next to the ship's side, two crew members were slumping there, and not far away, one could see an escape boat out of the ship's side that had been put on the sea.

"Can you climb the rope?"

Maca asked for a while, but the answer he waited for was a natural "no".

Fortunately, he was prepared.

"Put on this, and come with me..." Maca handed Sarah a life vest, and when she put it on, it led her to the railing.

Sarah thought he would have any good ideas!however……

"Remember, don't yell! If the other crew members hear it, we can't escape!" Maca whispered.

"Huh? Oh..."

"Remember! Don't yell!"

After another order, Maca stretched out his hand without hesitation and pushed Sarah into the sea with a plop.

She still yelled out, but Maca's instructions worked, the yelling was not loud, and she held back after yelling for a while.

For Sarah, failing to escape is obviously more terrifying than sea water.

After Sarah got down, Maca slid down the rope to the escape boat. He quickly dragged Sarah onto the boat, then picked up the oar and started rowing.

It was not far from the coast, but Maca did not choose the same direction as the cargo ship—he rowed along the vertical direction of the cargo ship’s route, getting farther and farther, and finally disappeared on the dark sea.

"Why did you push me down like that!" Sarah, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but ask.