Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

For Maca, the story of Regulus should never end in his mouth. The story belongs to both Regulus and Voldemort.

He is not qualified to put an end to Regulus's story without authorization.

If one day, when Voldemort returns to the cave where the fake Horcrux is hidden, and takes out Regulus's suicide note, the story will end quietly in the most appropriate form.

As for what is written in Regulus' suicide note, Maca has long been unable to remember.

Back down the stairs to the study, Lenny ran up to him and raised the parchment filled with words like a treasure.

Maca took a look at the crooked letters on it, and took it.

"The Collection of Poetry and Pidou Tales" is a collection of fairy tales by wizards. Most of the stories collected in it convey positive messages such as "good for good, evil for evil", "cannot abuse magic" and so on.

Because they are all fairy tales, the stories in them are not too long, and it won’t take long to copy the longest "Legend of the Three Brothers".

"Lenny has copied it! Lenny is out!"

The little girl saw Maca picking it up, and when she said happily, she turned and wanted to leave.

"and many more."

"What's the matter again!"

Maca waved to her, then returned to the desk and sat down.Although Lenny was full of reluctance, she had to move to the desk obediently.

"'Witch's Hairy Heart'..." Maca asked, looking at the parchment scroll written by Leni, "I asked you to pick one of your favorite copies, right?"

"Yeah..." Lenny nodded with her big watery eyes.

In fact, in "The Collection of Poetry and Pidou Tales", the story chosen by Leni is the darkest among them. Its purpose is to warn young wizards not to use black magic.

Because the content of this story is too bloody, when wizard parents read bedtime stories to their children, this story is usually skipped directly.

In this story, the young wizard as the protagonist is handsome, rich and intelligent. He thinks that emotion is a weakness of man, so he uses black magic to block all his emotions and eliminate the possibility of falling in love with others. .

However, when he was immersed in his "perfect" living alone, he found that two of his servants were talking about himself: one of the servants secretly sympathized with him, and the other was even mocking him for not finding his wife. .

As if the wizard who felt his self-esteem was trampled on, decided to find a good woman who made them jealous to be his wife.

Soon, he was lucky enough to meet a woman who was beautiful and rich, and she was amazingly talented in magic.

Although the wizard can't tell whether he likes her, it doesn't seem to matter-he just wants a good wife to make others jealous.

He began to find ways to please the woman, but it didn't seem to work.

At this moment, the girl spoke up——

"I only believe those love words you say when I think you have a heart."

The wizard took her to the dungeon of the castle and showed her a magical crystal box with his beating heart inside.

But because the heart has been isolated from the body for too long, it has become shrunken.And because of the black magic, many long black hairs grew on it.

The girl asked the wizard to put the heart back to its original place. The wizard agreed, and he put the hairy heart back into his chest.

However, this heart had been imprisoned by black magic for too long, becoming reckless and barbaric, and its desires became fierce and surly.

The wizard found that he had to abandon it immediately, or he would be taken control of the body by this dark magic-tainted heart.

So he took out the girl's heart and tried to use it to replace his hairy heart.

But Shaggy's heart is already very strong, and it does not allow wizards to use magic to take out themselves.

As a result, he fell on the girl's body, holding a completely different heart in each hand.

"Then you are going to talk about it, why do you like this one?" Maca flicked the parchment roll, then looked at Laini.

Maca thought she would say something like "because this is the shortest article" or "Lenny likes to dig out the heart"-Lenny is the character in her daily life, and she never likes to think about it. Going too deeply, Maca didn't expect her to understand the truth by just copying it.

Unexpectedly, this time, Lenny's reason was not as simple and straightforward as he imagined.

"If Lenny tells the truth, you can't punish Lenny anymore!" The little girl pointed to Maca's nose and said loudly.

"Just say whatever you want..." Maca nodded and said, "I won't punish you."

"Because..." Lenny laughed and said, "Because that wizard, seems to be talking about you! Seeing him finally die, Lenny is happy!"

Maca was taken aback when he heard the words, and then frowned slightly.

It makes sense to say that he is like the protagonist in that story-he has indeed lost his emotions.But that was before Lennie, and few people knew that he had lost his emotions.

Where did this little girl know about it?

"Then you are just telling me, how am I the same as that wizard?" Maca thought for a while and suddenly asked.

"Neither you nor him have a heart!"

Leni said, stepping back cautiously, seemingly because she noticed the slight change in Maca's expression, she was worried that she would be punished again.

"No heart?"

Maca touched his chest subconsciously, and suddenly realized the true meaning of Laini's seemingly joke "truth".

Leni probably didn't say this because she knew her past, let alone said that he really had no heart.

What she wanted to express was probably that he kept his true emotions hidden.

"Hey! Bastard Maca..." Lenny stared at Maca with her head shrunk, and stretched out her hand to gently pull the hem of his wizard robe, "You said yes! You said yes, Leni will not be punished!"

Seeing her cringing look, Maca couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, you won't be punished-go and play by yourself! Remember not to mess with others, you know?

"I know!" Lenny waved immediately, and then ran out of the study.

Maca leaned back in the chair, looked at the parchment scroll in his hand, and gradually fell into contemplation.

He was used to disguise early on, but when he really lost his emotions, he realized more and more that he could not live without them.

But the question is, if a person’s emotions are hidden for too long, will there be some unknown mutation as described in "The Wizard's Hairy Heart"?

If the answer is yes, what will happen?Is it a good change or a bad change?

After thinking for a long time, Maca did not come to any reliable conclusions.

In this world, emotions and emotions are closely related to magic, and if Maca wants to continue to study magic in depth, he will inevitably be unable to avoid this complex and elusive subject.

"Wait! Emotions and emotions?"

As if thinking of something, he quickly pulled out a notebook from the pile of books in front of him, leaned on the table and looked through it carefully.

...

At the same time, in the old dusty living room on the second floor.

"Sirius? What's wrong with you... are you okay?"

In the deepest part of the living room, Kreacher was no longer there, but Sirius was still standing in front of the tapestry, dazed.

Harry wanted to ask Sirius some questions, but when he found Sirius's back here, he immediately saw the dazed expression on his face.

"Huh?" Sirius turned to look at his godson, then shook his head slightly, "Oh, Harry...I'm fine!"

Harry looked at the tapestry embroidered with the genealogy, then hesitantly nodded—he thought Sirius was cherishing his childhood.

"You're not up there!" Harry followed the tree-like genealogy to see the lowest, but did not find Sirius' name.

"It used to be above." Sirius said, pointing to a small black hole in the tapestry, UU reading www.uukanshu.com that seemed to be burnt by a cigarette.

"After I ran away from the house, my dear old mother destroyed me-Kreacher likes to whisper this story."

Speaking of Kreacher, Sirius glanced behind him subconsciously, where there was only a mark knocked out by the elf's head, and a pool of dusty, wet water stains.

"Are you running away from home?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"I was probably sixteen years old that year..." Sirius said, "I had enough."

"Where have you been?" Harry asked, staring at him.

"Your father's house," Sirius said, showing a look of memory again, "Your grandparents are very understanding, they almost think of me as their second son..."

"Yeah! I stayed at your father's house temporarily during school holidays; when I was seventeen, I found a place by myself!"

"My uncle Alphad left me a considerable amount of gold-he was also cleared from here, probably for this reason!"

"I have taken care of myself since then anyway... But Mr. and Mrs. Potter always welcome me to their house for dinner every Saturday."

"But why are you..." Harry asked euphemistically.

"Are you talking about running away from home?" Sirius smiled bitterly, combing his tousled long hair with his hands. "Because I hate all of them-my parents are crazy about pure blood, and they believe that being a Black family member People are noble by nature..."

By casually chatting with Harry, Sirius gradually freed himself from his grief and anger.At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded downstairs.

"What's wrong?" Sirius said boredly.