Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It wasn't that Maca really saw something surprising, but because he suddenly remembered that the one who invented the Horcrux production method was lying under the ground, isn't it?

In this way, it really makes sense.

No matter how many Horcruxes Despicable Helbo has made for himself, and whether or not he has already lost his mind because of his incomplete soul, the most important thing is that he might really not die!

What should I do if I want to deal with a guy who can be resurrected infinitely?

Maca immediately lowered his head and looked at the base of the Bewilderment Monument, with a hesitant and despicable Helbo, who was probably sealed underneath by Slytherin with the coffin.

However, this seems to be somewhat different from the situation described in the "Book of Sin"?

There is no mention of the despicable Helbo.

Moreover, even though Maca had circled the Bewitching Stele just now, there was no trace of Slytherin.

So, how did the "future self" in "The Book of Sin" know?

The bewitching monument is as black as ink, and the surface is as clean as new. Except for the simple and rough pattern decoration on the base, there are no other details to see.

Since there are no clues around, it’s either on top or on

"...No, no, I haven't lived enough yet!" Maca glanced at the base of the stele subconsciously, then stepped on a magic book and steadily rose to the top of the bewitching stele.

The top of the jade-black stone stele is still as flat as a knife cut. Although some stones and dust fall on it, slightly covering its own blackness, it is still black and white.

Maca didn't dare to touch the stele easily, but hovered in the sky for a while, and suddenly he noticed a flash of silver light from the corner of his eyes.

He looked at the glowing wand in his hand, and flew towards the place where the flash was looming.

"this is……"

Behind a pile of rocks, the silver gleamed again in Maca's sight, constantly reflecting the light emitted by the magic wand's glowing curse.

"...Snake stick?"

He waved his wand, removed the messy stones, and cleaned up the dust by the way.Then, a shiny silver snake stick was completely revealed.

It was inserted obliquely on the stone tablet, like an iron nail on a wooden board, inconspicuous, but deeply pierced into it, and even the Bewitching Tablet had several fine cracks.

Now Maca finally understood why it was said in "The Book of Sin" that it was Salazar Slytherin that had sealed the bewitching stele. It seemed that the bewitching stele was indeed still in the seal.

Unexpectedly, Slytherin not only sealed the Bewitching Monument, but also used the Bewitching Monument to seal the despicable Helbo!

This is a beautiful serial seal, one by one, which is really amazing!

It's just that while Maca was still nodding his head for Slytherin's masterpiece, the Bewilderment Monument still conveyed to him segments of temptation, wave after wave, as if it never stopped.

...

Whenever people think of something left to be done, time will always run so fast that you can't catch up with your belt.

Amid Harry's tension and Hermione's expectation, June 23 passed quietly.

In the early morning of the next day, flying birds flew outside the castle, chirping, announcing that the temperature was gradually rising; the sky was blue, as if it had been brushed with a paintbrush several times, and no clouds were visible.

Oh Merlin's heel!

The third event of the Triwizard Tournament will come tonight!And three... well, I mean, four warriors will gather together to win the championship trophy!

The students in the three schools are very excited, but they don't expect their warriors to win the championship, even the little wizards of Durmstrang!

This is entirely because,

Relatively speaking, Hogwarts students seem to be more excited.

Especially at Gryffindor College, they started to make noise at the table early in the morning.No way, there are two warriors at Hogwarts, both of them are in Gryffindor College. Doesn't it allow them to cheer?

But Harry was very nervous. He didn't look very good. He might be nervous by then. The encounter in the maze was too frightening. He has already cast a shadow on the top three.

The students are taking exams all day...

That's right, the exam week has entered the last few days, but the Warriors in the top three are exempted from the exam.

When everyone was answering the questions in the front, Harry and Hermione sat at the back of the classroom, flipping through the books to find some spells that could be used in the game.

"Even if you can find one more!" Harry kept thinking like this, but he didn't gain much.

"Potter, Granger, the warriors gathered in the conference room next to the auditorium after breakfast." Professor McGonagall walked to the long table in Gryffindor and said.

"But, the game only started at night!"

Harry accidentally spilled scrambled eggs on his body and thought he had remembered the wrong time!

"I know, Potter," Professor McGonagall said. "The relatives of the Warriors have been invited to watch the finals. You can meet each other."

When Professor McGonagall walked away, Harry stared at her back in a daze.

"She doesn't think the Dursleys will come?" he asked Ron blankly.

"I don't know," Ron said, "Oh... Harry, I have to go quickly, I'm late for the exam. See you later..."

Harry finished his breakfast in silence in the hall that was gradually deserting.

He saw Fleur Delacour stand up from the Ravenclaw table and walk into the conference room with his sister.After a while, "Maca" also walked over there calmly.

But Harry sat still, he really didn't want to go.

"Hermione, you go first! It's definitely not easy for your parents to come here once..."

Harry understood that he had no relatives and relatives who were not willing to come and risk his life.

"What silly thing are you talking about!" Hermione said with her arms folded. "Do you remember what Maca said? Are you planning to leave him there alone?"

"Oh... yes, you are right..."

As he slowly stood up, the door of the conference room opened and "Maca" poked his head out.

"Harry, come here! They are waiting for you!"

Harry stood up in confusion and came to the Dursleys. Is it impossible to come?He and Hermione walked through the hall, pushed the door into the conference room.

As soon as he walked in, he heard Furong chattering with her mother in French.

Furong's little sister Gabrielle took her mother's hand, looked at Maca by the window with her big bright and pure eyes, and stared at it without blinking.

The "Maca" standing by the window looked a little bleak.

I don't know who opened the window, and the gentle wind from outside blew in, messing up his hair and coating him with a breath of vicissitudes.

"Oh! Mom and Dad! Are you really here?" Hermione said in surprise, "Is that all right? Do you know where this is? Oh my God!"

Then, Harry turned his head and saw Mrs. Weasley and Bill standing in front of the fireplace, looking at him with a smile.

"I didn't expect it!" said Mrs. Weasley enthusiastically, and Harry greeted him with a beaming smile. "We thought about watching you play, Harry!"

She leaned over and kissed Harry on the cheek.

"How are you?" Bill smiled and shook hands with Harry. "Charlie wants to come too, but can't walk away. He said that the scene where you killed the tree wasp was really wonderful, it's incredible!"

Harry noticed Fleur Delacour over his mother's shoulder and looked at Bill with interest.It can be seen that she is not at all disgusted with long hair and earrings with fangs.

But she just took a look, and she turned her head back.

"You are so kind," Harry said softly to Mrs. Weasley, "I still want Dursley."

"Well."

Mrs. Weasley spoke up.She had always avoided criticizing the Dursleys in front of Harry, but every time she heard their names, her eyes would flicker.

"It's great to be back," Bill said, looking at the conference room. "I haven't seen this place for five years. Is the portrait of the mad knight still there? Sir Cadogan?"

"Oh, it's still there!" said Harry, who had met Sir Cadogan last year.

"Where is the fat lady?" Bill asked.

"She was there when I was in school," Mrs. Weasley said. "I didn't go back to the dormitory until four o'clock in the morning, and she gave me a tough shot."

"What are you doing outside the dormitory at four in the morning?" Bill said, looking at his mother in surprise.

Mrs. Weasley smiled, her eyes sparkling.

"I was walking with your dad. He was caught by the housekeeper Apollio Prinlo at the time. Your dad still has a mark on him!"

"Take us around, Harry?" Bill said.

"Okay," Harry said, and suddenly saw Maca from the corner of his eye, and he stopped immediately, "There is Maca there too! Let's do it together?"

"Oh, we thought about it too" Mrs. Weasley said in a pity, "but McLean said that there is something to think about, so he can't hang out with us."

"Uh...really?" Harry thought for a while, "It's okay, he likes to think, he usually does. In that case, then..."

Harry turned his head and looked at "Maca" again, only to see that he was hurriedly turning his head back, pretending not to see himself.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Bill asked strangely.

"No, it's nothing..." Harry scratched his scalp with a puzzled expression on his face. "It just feels a bit...well...it's okay, it should be an illusion?"

Maca is usually alone, who knows what he has been up to lately?It is better not to bother him.

To be honest, he really doesn't dare to approach Maca now, because it always reminds him of some bad memories.

In Gabriel’s clear eyes, the "boy" by the window flicked his hair and sighed softly:

"Oh! The wind is so noisy today!"