Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The streets of London are always wet, and water can be seen everywhere on the roads that are not yet level.

Passers-by come and go in a hurry, and most people habitually hold an umbrella in their hands.Living in this rainy city all year round, you always need to guard something, right?

This year's London is generally quite cold. Maybe the Muggles living in London can have a silver-clad Christmas.

Maca wore a thick wool coat, and like other Muggles, she carried a black umbrella, and hurried forward calmly.

Most of the shops along the road are closed.It seems that when people have been busy for a whole year and now they need to rest, these shops can't care about making money.

Everyone is waiting for Christmas.

All the hustle and bustle of the magical world can't be scraped into the world of Muggles. It is always so harmonious and peaceful here.

Suddenly, Maca, who had been walking forward by Shi Shiran, turned a corner and came to an old-style residential area.

The environment here is obviously darker than the streets outside. The old walls are covered with creepers, and there are large patches of damp moss in the corners.

When Maca passed by a gloomy alleyway, a few fat rats could vaguely be seen rushing into the drains everywhere in London.

Without hesitation, he kept walking forward under his feet, leaving one old house after another behind him.

Soon, he stopped in front of a three-story apartment house.

Years of variable rainfall has made the houses a little dark, making everything look dirty, and the old houses are even more so.

The door of the apartment was open, and the large faded wooden door was being eroded and rotted little by little under the repeated washing of rain, emitting a strange smell that could not be said to be unpleasant.

Maca lifted his leg and walked in the door.

There is a guard room on the right side of the door, but obviously there has been no guard here for a long time. It is empty inside, only a broken wooden chair staying alone behind the reception window.

Maca just glanced subconsciously, and then walked up the stairs ahead.

When he went all the way to the third floor and was walking into the slightly dim corridor, a door of the room opened.

"Oh, a new face, kid... are you here to see the house?"

Walking out from behind the door was a shriveled old man. He pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, but still squinted at Maca carefully.

"It's not bad here, the landlord is very polite, but always likes to talk... I'm old, I always want to talk more while I can talk, right?"

Maca shook his head and said, "Old man, I came to visit a friend of mine. She lives here, not long after she moved here."

"Really?" The little old man thought for a while, "Oh, is it the little girl with the surname Witt? She looks pretty and has a good heart, but she has a very poor life..."

Maca calmly said, "This is the life she chose..."

After that, he bid farewell to the old man and walked deeper into the corridor.

"My choice is good...In this life, there are several opportunities to choose..." Behind him, the little old man's faint voice murmured.

"Boom boom"

Not long after, Maca came to the door of Room 306. He gently knocked on the dilapidated wooden door that was not much better than the door of the apartment downstairs.

"Who is it?" A clear and sweet voice rang from behind the door, still with a trace of dreamy blur.

"It's me, McLean...it's getting up early, get up, senior sister." Maca responded in a relaxed tone.

Suddenly, there was silence in the room, and then he heard a rush of footsteps.

With a "crunch", the wooden door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and a sweet breath rushed towards Maca who was standing at the door.

"Yeah!" "Bang!"

There was another exclamation, and the wooden door was closed again.

Maca's complexion took a step to the side, trying to erase the scene he had just seen accidentally from his memory.He subconsciously looked into the corridor, only to see that the little old man just nodded at him with a clear face, and then headed towards the stairs.

Who would have thought that an adult beauty would be so careless?Wearing such loose pajamas, he eagerly ran to open the door for him!

"Caught off guard...no, it's impossible to guard against..." Maca rubbed his forehead helplessly.

After a while, the door was opened again, and Charlotte, who had been neatly dressed, finally appeared in front of Maca.

"Little brother...just now...you didn't see anything, right?" There was still a slight blush on Charlotte's cheeks, but on the surface it was obviously unwilling to admit defeat, "If I see something that shouldn't be seen, I Just hit you with amnesia!"

She raised her white fist, threateningly.

"You covered the room so dark, what can I see... What happened just now? The door opened and closed..." Maca cooperated with her naturally and became confused.

"...You care! I'll try to close the door well..." Charlotte beckoned, "What are you still standing there, come in!"

"Snapped!"

Maca walked past her, and a regular slap was slapped firmly on his back.

"Senior sister, can't this habit be changed?" While he said, he casually looked at the environment in the room, only to find that there seemed to be nothing to look at.

Apart from a small round table and a chair, there is only a wardrobe and a bed.

On the south-facing wall, the curtains were tightly drawn so that no light could penetrate.In the entire room, an antique oil lamp from nowhere was shining with a faint flame.

"A habit is a habit, you can't change it! If you don't want to, think of a way to make yourself willing to go..." Charlotte said, slapped Maca on the back again.

"Okay, willing to..." Maca nodded again and again, "Senior sister, what's the reason for making the room so dark?"

"The air outside is so damp, it's a little bit less to come in! One breath change every noon is enough." Charlotte said, walking directly to her bed and sitting down, "Sit down, here! You are a guest, and the only chair will be given to you. How is the senior sister treating you?"

"Okay, great."

"Why do you think of me here today? It's just such a broken room, there's nothing to look at..." She said that, and suddenly smiled and said, "Why, see the big beautiful senior sister living alone, do you want to plot something wrong? "

"Yes, the conspiracy is wrong," Maca shrugged. "I just came to the elder sister to learn about some things. By the way, I also visited the big beautiful elder sister soaring in freedom.

"Then you see! There is nothing, and I am living in a bitter and poor life. I point to the crack in the roof opposite, and a crack is clearly visible on the ceiling.

Seeing her saying so badly, Maca nodded instead.

"Well, it's good, as long as you are happy," he said, "This kind of ordinary life will always calm people's hearts...Speaking of which, have you found a job?"

Charlotte looked at him straight for a long time, then blinked his eyes and said, "It's not easy to find! It's too difficult for someone who doesn't know where to come out to find a permanent job... , You just said that you want to find out something about me?"

"Yes!" Maca hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Perhaps I shouldn't mention this when you are quietly enjoying freedom, but does your family have that magic book called?"

Charlotte's face suddenly changed, she was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head.

"...Do you want it too?" She pursed her lips, "Yes, this is already a secret that is not a secret, but...that's not something that ordinary wizards should touch, believe me, that magic book will Bring an extremely terrible disaster to anyone."

"I know, Demon Summoning and Demon Sacrifice... In fact, disaster may have already come." Maca said in a deep voice.

Charlotte gave Maca a hesitant look.

"Father also mentioned this... Is it true?" She looked a little uneasy. "The last time I went to McMillan's was to give a search order."

"Are you not sure?" Seeing her ignorant look, Maca couldn't help asking.

"I have never taken the initiative to learn about the family... It's too late to hide!" Charlotte shook her head repeatedly, "It seems that you probably know more than me."

"Sorry, senior sister. I shouldn't have come to talk to you about these things, so you remember these messy things..." Maca thought about it for a moment, and suddenly put aside the topic just now, "To express my apologies, I will treat you to a meal!"

Charlotte curled her lips and said, "Want to send me a meal?"

"Then two chants!" Maca spread out his hands.

It seemed that it was raining again outside, and the patters continued.The wind of the call sign carried cold raindrops back and forth between the buildings, cleaning the air over and over again.

Around the crack in the corner of the ceiling, the watermark layers were stacked as if they were never dry, spreading again.

To be honest, this terrible environment is quite close to the bottom in the Muggle world. In a metropolis like London, it's just an unremarkable little corner.But even such a poor life is the "true freedom" Charlotte could not ask for.

However, when a bird trapped in a cage wants to find freedom, how can it be found so easily?

"Little brother, do you know?" She looked at Maca who was walking in front, and said quietly in her heart, "Just this hard-won'freedom', I don't have much time to enjoy it."